Black Prison didn't look like a normal place when he heard this name, but Xiao He still went.

Perhaps staying with Corning for a long time has also affected his way of thinking. Although he hadn't seen what he looked like from beginning to end, the first time he saw him was after Yan He left, he had just sent Kang Ning to the hospital, and he was planning to go home.

But in the middle of the night, there was a boy dressed as a clown who was tirelessly throwing the ball on the street, and it was late at night, the street was quiet, and there was no spectator.

Xiao He didn't care, he just thought that this was a showman, and he wanted to find a quiet place to practice his craft at night.

Of course, it may also be that his ordinary attire does not give people a very solemn sense of majesty like the men in black in the seven places or the crows of the Raven Society, which makes him more acceptable.

Anyway, he just believed him. He trusted Huo'er even more outrageously than he did at the beginning.

"You're being targeted." It was the first thing he said as he passed by the young man's side.

Xiao He thought that what he heard was an auditory hallucination, so he also staggered away, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, a ball actually ran away and smashed towards Xiao He, that is, at that moment he saw the two words on the ball.

"Xiao He."

Own name.

It wasn't a big deal, but he wasn't used to being called out like this by a stranger. At that moment, he suspected a lot, including that this young man was the one who drove into him before, and it could be Zhou Sheng......

It's just that he didn't think that his next words would make him even more unbelievable.

"But you're not Xiao He." The young man muttered quietly, and then walked away slowly, until there was no trace of him, and Xiao He realized that he was holding his ball in his hand.

Or maybe he didn't notice that the seven balls in his hand had become six, because the speed was so fast that it was dazzling.

The second time I saw the young man was a day later, and there was a stage in front of a residential building, which was a well-known circus. In it, he plays the role of a righteous man with a big sword, with sparks in his mouth and a heavy red and white oil paint on his face.

"It's time for me to give me the balls." This was the third sentence he heard, and it was the young man who he was to him.

"Huh?" Xiao He was a little unclear at first.

"Do you believe me?" The young man said, "Heh, you can only trust me." ”

"What?"

"That ball, you have to wash it and return it to me." The young man said again.

So Xiao He hurried back, although the ball was still on his body, thinking about whether he could meet the clown again, but when he ran into him, he had to carefully find a place where no one was there to take a good look.

That's it, in a tacit understanding, he went to the hospital to visit Corning the next day. Perhaps, he doesn't have so much confidence, he really doesn't know who to believe.

Xiao He sat in the car to the black prison, his eyes were blindfolded, and the car was very rickety, as if he was walking on a path that no one had set foot on all year round.

Listening to the frightened clumps of birds in the forest and the cry of apes in the distance, to be honest, he is a normal person, and he is a little anxious about the inexplicable situation.

He remembered what the boy had said to himself as he was leaving, "Your crime is manslaughter." ”

"What fault is unforgivable?" He asked.

Black prison, this word, was occasionally glanced at by Yan He when he took himself to the archive of the Crow Society to find some information. However, he didn't know much, just a glance, because he didn't think that he would go to the black prison one day.

The Black Jail, as the name suggests, is a prison.

Saying that he is black does not mean that the people inside are heinous, although it is true that the wicked people all over the country are locked up, but the wicked are true and false.

Those who go in basically don't come out.

"I want you to remember one thing, my name is Mu Qiqi." This was the last sentence Mu Qiqi said when he saw him off.

From the moment Mu Qiqi appeared, he knew that this person had always asked for him, as if there was something that only he could get.

This had to make him think of An Keshu, no, it should be Mi Shu, he also said that there was something in the graveyard of the Qu family that only he could touch.

But the ancestral tomb of the Qu family that night was not as good as Mi Shu thought, and Yi Yideng could only be discouraged from the periphery. Maybe, that thing had already been taken away by Jian Zhu.

Seven gates, seven families, it should be the jade seal that each family has!

Unfortunately, he fainted before he could see it.

"Slaughter the village." Mu Qiqi had said this word to him, but Xiao He thought that he couldn't connect this word with himself.

He was a good-looking boy, and he even looked a little weak compared to his peers, he was only eighteen, and his bones were still a child who had not grown. Si Swenwen's person has a nerd-like nerdy atmosphere at a glance.

Xiao He was locked in a cage, it seemed to be a deep mountain here, and the two police officers in the front row, one driving a car, and the other was concentrating on sipping a small wine and humming a small tune.

They talked and laughed, the two of them seemed to have not taken a shower for a long time, and their bodies began to smell sour, but the one who drove did not drink but lit a cigarette, and the whole car was mixed with various smells.

Choking, gagging.

"Hey, boy." The drinker lay in front of the cage, full of wine and rushed away to Xiao He.

The car seemed to be driving deep into the mountains, and no one thought that he would run down halfway. In this wilderness, it seems that this car will escort the prisoner's police car.

If you escape into the mountains, you won't be able to survive, but you will have to face all kinds of wild beasts. People, especially wicked people like them, think about the truth that it is better to die than to live, otherwise how can there be a saying that "the scourge will last for a thousand years"?

"Do you want to have a mouth?" That person's temperament is still relatively bold, but the wine he just drank with garlic, and the smell was really dizzy, Xiao He couldn't speak.

"What do you think of him?" The driver took a puff of his cigarette, and the sound of the buckle cord was like eating, "We can't get over ourselves." ”

"He's a skinny man, he's still a child, can he be a wicked person?" The man said, "Anyway, it won't be long before, so let's let this child be born on the road!" It's also considered that we have accumulated virtue. ”

"Whatever you want," the driver was stunned as if he thought of something, "baby, if you want to blame, blame you for offending people who shouldn't be offended."

I don't think you're like the first type of person to go to the black prison, think about the future! Lao Wu and I don't have much time to live, so I can help you collect a corpse. ”

"......" Xiao He was a little trembling.

Is this Mu Qiqi's test?

He touched his thin bones, he really didn't look like a powerful character, and he didn't look like a master of slaughtering villages.

He began to pin his hopes in the palm of his hand again, where he remembered that there was a fork, but he had never met her, let alone taken a detour.

"Are there any female prisoners in the black prison?"

It's been three days, and Xiao He said his first sentence.

"I thought you were dumb?" Old Wu said, "No." My brother and I have been pulling the corpse of this prisoner for more than 20 years, and we have never seen a woman. ”

"Nonsense, who hasn't seen a woman? There are obviously women, but they are not the ones who ride our car.

A girl, somehow doing it, works as a doctor in this hellish place, treating those who are heinous. ”

"Yes, yes, it's just a female doctor, it's been seven or eight years, right? I haven't seen her go out. ”

"Seven or eight years?" Is it Gu Anya?

"Where's seven or eight years, Old Wu, when did we come here?"

"I'm mistaken, it's been ten years."

"Boy, if you want to say that you want a woman, it's okay to find a basin of water to see yourself." Lao Zhao smiled, "Anyway, you are barely a girl." ”