Chapter 1071

Song Zhixin was grateful for what Ji Yunshu did.

He said: "childe, if I can get rid of song this time, you will be the benefactor of my life. Even if I go through fire and water and have a poor life, I will try my best to repay you."

"Mr. Song is serious. The case is related to human life. Whoever it is must help."

"But anyway, you are my benefactor." As he spoke, Song Zhi bowed to her.

Ji Yunshu immediately returned the salute: "son of song, I won't disturb you."

Ji Yunshu turned and left the prison.

Song Zhi had to look at each other.

Then he returned to the place where he had sat before, looked at the line he had written on the ground and sighed.

Then he sorted out his wrinkled clothes.

Sit down!

He picked up some damp withered grass and wrote on the ground.

Stroke by stroke.

I don't know what it says?

But after writing, he looked up at the window in front of him and couldn't help laughing.

He said, "it's useless. It's a scholar!"

That's it again.

Five years ago, he gave up writing poetry and turned to be a storyteller. In fact, his heart is also bitter!

No one knows what he experienced five years ago.

Now as long as he closes his eyes, he feels like a knife in his heart.

……

Zhao Jiaban.

The Taoban leader has returned from the yamen, but since he came back, he has locked himself in the house.

It's dark now.

The theater of Zhao Jiaban is full of lanterns.

Usually, this time is the busiest time in the theater. People are crowded to see the ghost mother burying the husband.

But now——

Because of this white bone case, now everyone in the Zhao family class has stopped work.

No one bought tickets to the theatre.

Before the fire, "ghost mother buries husband" was almost full, and some even spent a lot of money for a ticket.

At that time, several liang of silver had been fried in the black market.

It's terrible.

Now it's cold!

Only a gust of wind!

The Zhao family class sat lazily and depressed on the stage and at the theatre.

Everyone sighed!

Several girls sat together and complained, "Hey, why did this happen?"

The woman in White said, "what can we do? We met this disaster. I don't know if the Lord didn't open his eyes?"

The woman in red said, "now there is a human life. It's still a murder case that infiltrates people. No one comes to see the play at all. Even if they go to beg them to see it, no one wants to see it."

The woman in blue on one side pulled the sleeves of the woman in red on the other side and said, "stop talking. I've been having nightmares these two days. I always dreamed that Wang Jun was bloody standing on the stage singing. I woke up several times."

The woman in red threw her away. "Are you afraid again? Is sister Qu afraid? She first saw the white bone in the Loess and personally met the human finger. She was scared out of her soul on the spot. Now she is still lying in bed. I don't know how long it will get better." Another stout man at the other table answered, "Xiaoqu is also poor. If we run into such things, we might be scared to death, let alone Xiaoqu is a girl's house. Usually, we don't even dare to catch mice." With that, the man asked the man opposite, "by the way, Lao Gao,

When Song Zhi came that day, didn't you see him first? I think you two also said a few words. At that time, you didn't find anything wrong? "

The man called Lao Gao was originally named Gao Dali. He has played a clown in the Zhao family class for nearly ten years.

That day, he told Song Zhi that Wang Jun was gone. Gao Dali frowned and sighed, "where did I notice so much at that time? Mr. Song said he came to see Wang Jun. I asked him what he wanted, and he said it was a small thing! I told him that Wang Jun was not here. But... He did carry a burden at that time, as if he was afraid I might see it, and deliberately went back

After hiding a few times, I didn't ask any more, because there was something else, so I left. "

A tall man at the back table said, "I see, there are white bones in that burden."

Gao Dali said, "I'm not sure!"

"You are honest. If I were you, I would have asked." The man stepped on the stool with one foot, grabbed a handful of melon seeds with one hand, suddenly noticed Gao Dali's hand and asked, "what's the matter with your hand?"

Mr. Gao's hands and wrists were wrapped with white bandages. They could not be seen in his sleeves before. This would show up because his hands were on the table.

He sighed, pulled his sleeve to cover it, and said, "what else can I do? I'm not hurt by practicing martial arts these days."

The so-called practice is actually rehearsal! The person who ate the melon seeds said, "you said, I also feel that my neck is sore. Tell me, we didn't spend less time on this play. We're tired and dead. Now we're all in the soup! The Zhao family class doesn't know whether we can continue in the future. It's all the fault of Song Zhi. If it weren't for him, where would there be so many things

, it's really irritating. Look, now the leader of the class is ill with Qi. He's lying in bed when he comes back from the Yamen. "

So——

Someone asked, "so do you really believe that Mr. Song killed people?"

"It must be! I didn't expect to be so vicious when I looked at a scholar."

At this time——

A shrill voice came from behind the stage and said, "I think Mr. Song had planned for a long time. He wrote the play on purpose and then intended to kill Wang Jun."

The person who came out was none other than Zhang Xiaobai, the young student who replaced Wang Jun.

This man is more delicate than a woman.

The skin is so tender that it can pinch the water and its face is rubbed with blush and lipstick. It is very evildoers.

And the body is wonderful, which is much more windy / coquettish than women.

I don't know. I really thought it was a woman!

And he also has a good voice. It is because of this that the leader wants to use him to replace Wang Jun, who is already thirty.

He came twisting his waist.

Someone told him, "but Zhang Xiaobai, Wang Jun doesn't know Mr. Song."

"Do you want to tell the world whether you know it or not?" Zhang Xiaobai said.

"By the way, it is said that Mr. Ji invited by the Yamen is a divine man who can touch the bones to solve the case. He revealed the identity of the white bone in only two days. He also analyzed that the murderer had a grudge against Wang Jun. even if Song Zhi knew Wang Jun, how dare he kill with Song Zhi's temperament!"

Zhang Xiaobai snorted, "do you think Song Zhi is not the murderer at all?"

"I'm not sure."

Zhang Xiaobai turned around and sat on a chair beside him. He cleaned his clean clothes with his hands and crossed his legs.

Then he picked up the top cup, took out his handkerchief and wiped the edge of the cup mouth again before pouring tea into it. What a dirty man!