Yan Zhifu wiped a handful of sweat on his forehead, the sun had not come out yet, he couldn't help the heat, he glanced at his subordinates around him, and wondered in his heart, this Miss Qian's family, she was still biting Mu Ke alive and dead yesterday, and she looked like she was in a situation of not dying, why did it turn around overnight?

Because it was so unbelievable, none of the people made a sound to disturb it, Qian Qianjin recounted while recalling, and finally talked about her sixteen-year-old life when she met Mu Ke, her words began to freeze, and her eyelashes flickered in her closed eyes......

Outside the lobby door, a voice suddenly sounded: "Thorn-"!

It was the pop of a drop of water spilled into a pot of boiling oil......

Qian Qianjin trembled, and immediately quickly recounted: "Lord Yan, I didn't want to blame Mu Ke at first, I accidentally slipped under my feet, fell backwards, and was injured by something on the ground, but then I woke up and hated Mu Ke very much, and I wanted him to go to prison for the rest of my life, so I said that he killed my ...... with his own hands."

Mu Xianling covered his mouth with one hand, he was afraid that he would cry, and he was even more afraid that he would laugh out loud.

The strange method that the strange woman figured out worked so well! I didn't have time to give out the gifts last night, and I have to make up for them today!

As long as he goes through the process of signing and drawing the detention, Muko can be acquitted!

Yacha's footsteps were very anxious, and he rushed to Qian Qianjin with a piece of sketch paper like a ghost drawing......

A general judge surnamed Huang under the command of Governor Yan was in a hurry, his personal relationship was good with the Qian County Order, and he had also received a lot of gifts these days, at a critical moment. You must stand up and remind the crazy Qian Qianjin.

"Slow!" Huang Tong's sentence stopped the process of drawing the detention, and turned his face to Mu Xianling without smiling: "I don't know what kind of torture method Brother Mu used to make Miss Qian confess and confess?" ”

In an instant, everyone who woke up from their ignorance and shock turned their eyes to Mu Xianling, whose facial features were extremely twitching.

"There is no ...... to torture", Mu County's answer was weak, and it was obvious that he was a little weak-hearted.

Yes, it is human nature to find a way to exonerate yourself when you commit a crime, how can there be a person who has to condemn herself in a good situation? Surely, it was punished.

Torture is absolutely impossible! Governor Yan's face also became heavy. "Snorted" from the nostrils.

between the electric light and flint. I originally thought that I was already trapped in the Yama Palace, with the Lord of Yama in the hall, and behind him was the little ghost and the money in the oil pot, but I heard the wrong voice. I finally opened my eyes......

The sky was not bright though. It's still okay to see the familiar appearance of the Qingshui County Ya Hall in front of you. It's still okay to see clearly the faces of officials such as Governor Yan and Huang Tongju......

"Lord Yama? Lord Yan? Black impermanence? White impermanence? What about the oil pan? ”

Countless question words and sentences flew out of Miss Qian's mouth, except for Yan Zhifu, who had a black face when he heard the three words "Lord Yama", black and white impermanence followed the oil pot. All gone.

Qian Qianjin jumped up like crazy, obviously she heard the "stinging" sound of the oil pot, and there was a little oil fragrance in the air......

She jumped out of the lobby and found nothing, not even a small stove.

In the lobby, there are many officials on both sides, all of them with sinking faces, and their clothes and demeanor are serious, and they definitely can't match the little ghosts......

Is this a staggered time and space? Or is it a dream of Nanke?

Qian Qianjin jumped back into the lobby between the crowds, sat on the ground without any image, and cried: "Mother-I'm not dead-I'm not dead-."

Huang Tong glanced at Mu County, who lowered his eyelids and made an innocent appearance, and decided to beat the water dog.

"Miss Qianjin, don't cry, tell your grievances in court, and the prefect will naturally help you make the decision."

It's just that at this moment, Qian Qianjin only cares about being immersed in the joy of escaping death, where is she in the mood to take care of him?

How nice it is to be alive! How good it is to be able to go to eighteen layers of hell without going into the oil pot!

A vote of big men, sitting and standing, early in the morning, seems to be all to enjoy the little girl crying......

This is the rhythm of crying down the Great Wall!

Mu Xianling was anxious when he saw hope, and begged in a cry: "Lord Yan, the case has been revealed, can you release Xiao'er?" Poor Ke'er - he was falsely imprisoned, and he couldn't sleep at night after a day ...... tea."

Huang Tongju immediately interrupted Mu County's emotional card, and shouted coldly: "Miss Qianjin did not sign the detention, and whether there was torture and persecution behind the confession is not clear, and the facts of this case are inconclusive." ”

The position of general judgment cannot be underestimated, only ranked below the prefect, at least a little bigger than the official position of Muzhi County.

"Then please send someone for a physical examination to see if Miss Qian has any injuries." Mu Xianling was not afraid of this.

The two female cell heads came to the upper hall to bow down, recounted every move of the daughter after being imprisoned yesterday, signed and drew the charge, and stood on the side.

Huang Tongju whispered a few words to Governor Yan, beckoned, and ordered someone to bring Qian Zhixian and his wife.

Miss Qianjin, the physical examination can't be done by a woman, simply, the Mu family and the Qian family each have a mother-in-law, and they set up a crying daughter to go to the back hall to check.

The result: the daughter was dressed in a mess and dirty, her body was unharmed, and only there were light bruises on her forehead.

Qian County ordered the husband and wife to look at the eyes of the two female cell heads, and they were as vicious as wolves who wanted to eat people.

The cell boss said that Miss Qian Qianjin's head was caused by her head against the iron fence, and also specifically mentioned the behavior of the Qian family's daughter when the mother-in-law was present......

and passed on the mother-in-law to the church......

Mrs. Qian hugged her daughter's heart and asked silently: "Don't be afraid!" In the end, how did the Mu family torture you to extract a confession, tell your mother, and your mother will definitely avenge you! ”

What revenge? The daughter got her life back, and the family still hasn't had a little sign of enlightenment?

When Qian Qianjin, who was crying and laughing and was on the verge of collapse, finished telling her story upside down, the house was in an uproar.

However, no matter how Qian County Ling and his wife widened their eyes and examined their daughter's wrists, they couldn't find the slightest trace of being hurt.

Up and down the Qingshui County Ya, no one is willing to admit that they have done such a ridiculous thing.

The two female cell heads stared at each other and denied it again and again: "There were no dead people in the women's prison yesterday, what about the maid who harmed the master, I haven't heard of suicide by cutting my wrists?" ”

A vote of female prisoners, with the love of the Qian family, all went to the front of the hall to receive a sunbath, the little maid who always kowtowed for help, relapsed into tears, and burst into tears again......

"That's her! It's her dead! ”

Qian Qianjin didn't notice that now everyone's gaze at her is equivalent to looking at the sympathy and hatred of "neuropathy......

You said that you were cut off your wrist and your blood was dripping all night, where are the scars?

You said that you were taken to the Yama Hall by the Black and White Impermanence Soul Charmer, and you still drove the clouds and feet to the ground......

You said that if you were intimidated by a little ghost, you would be put in a pan and sent to eighteen layers of hell......

This has nothing to do with Mu Xianling's father and son...... (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks to kkmay for the monthly pass!