Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!Song Zhi didn't blame him, but made old Joe even more guilty.

Old Joe grabbed Song Zhi's hand and said, "Song Zhi, I know you are nice, so I don't blame me, but I'm really sorry for you because you have been in jail for so long."

"Don't say so..."

"Well, after I go out, I will definitely invite you to drink sweet wine every day."

Uh!

Song Zhi has never liked sweet food.

I feel tired after eating too much, and want to eat more.

So this kindness, he really can't take it, because the old Joe, indeed, said that he would do it, and he would definitely send a bowl of mulled wine soup to him every day.

Song Zhi quickly said, "No need, no need."

"Used."

When the two pushed away, the prison guards were speechless. When they came up, they pulled the two away and said, "You are enough, when this is not a teahouse? They are also holding a chat. This is the cell where prisoners are held."

remind them.

Old Joe flinched sideways.

Song Zhi also walked a few steps to the side.

The jailer photographed Song Zhi, "Okay, go quickly, don't stay here."

"Thank you for your brother."

"You still thank God, God doesn't let you die, it's your life."

"But Song doesn't believe this."

"It's done, don't talk so much, go out quickly."

The jailer pushed him out.

Then locked the old Joe inside.

Old Joe sighed and recognized.

The jailer rushed at him and said, "You can stay with me honestly, the lord told you to shut you down here for seven days, and then you will be able to go after another 30 big boards."

Old Joe asked pitifully, "So... can't you fight?"

"can."

"Really?"

"If you don't want to be beaten, go to the guillotine." The jailer shrugged mercilessly.

Old Joe's liver tremors immediately walked to the innermost part of the cell, and said, "That's fine, I'd rather be beaten."

After that, he sat on the straw and was not as particular as Zhang Xiaobai.

So the jailer urged Song Zhi, who had come out of the cell, "Come on, Master Song, this place is better to come in later."

"Brother official, can you give me a little more time?" Song Zhi whispered.

"what are you going to do?"

"I want to say a few words to Master Zhang."

The jailer glanced at Zhang Xiaobai, who was holding the stake, and looked at Song Zhi's Zhang Xiaobai.

"Thank you, Brother Guan." Song Zhi walked to Zhang Xiaobai and said to him, "Master Zhang, I'm going out first. You remember to have a good meal in the prison. You didn't eat any lunch or afternoon. Don't be hungry. Well, the body is the most important, and the moisture in the prison is very heavy, it is easy to get cold, right, you also have to remember

Drink more water, which is good for your throat. After all, you sing songs. If there is a problem with your throat, it is a big problem."

He explained one by one.

Zhang Xiaobai listened, but looked at him with a grudge.

Song Zhi went on to say, "Master Zhang, you can rest assured that if you don't kill someone, you'll be fine."

"go away."

"Master Zhang..."

"I blame you. If it weren't for you, so many things wouldn't happen, and I wouldn't be locked in. You're really a terrible spirit." Zhang Xiaobai was angry and wanted to break through the wooden pile in front of him and stop Song Have a good meal.

Song Zhi was also very guilty and lowered his eyes. "I'm really sorry. After I go out, I must find a way to save you."

Yo!

Zhang Xiaobai's eyes lit up suddenly and said, "This is what you said, you must think of a way."

"I'm not going to lie to you when I talk to Song Zhi." So, just like seeing a loved one, Zhang Xiaobai grabbed his sleeve tightly and said, "Well, then I'm waiting for you to save me. Although I I hate you, but we have also been prisoners for one day anyway. We have the same blessings and hardships. After you go out, you must pull me. I still don’t want to die.

I don't want to stay in this big prison, my body is almost smelly."

"Okay." Song Zhi responded with certainty.In fact, Song Zhi was very clear in mind. Although Zhang Xiaobai was the biggest suspect now, but after getting along with him this day, he felt that Zhang Xiaobai was a very interesting person. He was also a tofu with a knife and a mouth. Go straight, there is no heart at all

Opportunity, do things or talk, and also have a fool!

Such a person is impossible to kill!

Not to mention that he is still a person who loves cleanliness very much. If he gets a little dirt on his hands, he will shout for a long time. He wants to endure this kind of cleanliness to kill people and pull the body of the body. This is not at all. possible.

Therefore, Song Zhi believes in him.

I believe he did not kill!

After Song Zhi left the cell, Zhang Xiaobai looked at him very reluctantly.

They were kept together for a day, and they also had some sentiments.

Lao Qiao sat opposite, glanced at the reluctant Zhang Xiaobai, and asked, "Master Zhang, is it really you who killed Prince Wang?"

When Zhang Xiaobai heard it, he suddenly got angry. "If I really kill Zhang Xiaobai, the first person to be killed is you old guy."

"What are you doing so angry?"

"Busy, you just wait to be beaten."

"I was beaten and beaten, and I recognized it, after all, I hurt Song Zhi."

"Humph!" Zhang Xiaobai ignored him.

Sit back to your original place.

He was not used to changing a cellmate.

And the old Joe didn't look down at Song Zhi.

Zhang Xiaobai really misses today.

I also miss Song Zhi a little.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the window above his head and muttered in his mouth, "Brother Song, Song Brother, you must come to rescue me! Even my life is given to you."

He patted his thigh.

Put all hope on Song Zhi's body.

...

When Song Zhi came out of the prison, it was already dark.

He stood outside the prison for a long time...

Looking at the road in front of me felt very confused.

Don't know what to do?

How can I save Zhang Xiaobai?

How can he be charged?

The jailer who guarded the big prison watched him standing there for a long time, and he couldn't help but ask, "Song Gongzi, shouldn't you be reluctant to leave?"

He immediately recovered and said, "No, I'm thinking about things."

"You are all fine, don't hurry up."

"Go? Where are you going?"

"Where you want to go, what's the matter with me? In short, don't block it at the door."

"Oh!" He responded and left.

The two jailers at the door were dumbfounded!

One scratched his head and said to another, "Do you think that Song Son is sick?"

"What disease?"

"I don't know, anyway, I think he is sick." The two looked at Song Zhiyuan's back, and they all sweated!