Of all the Transmigrations, why am I a Prisoner?

Chapter 11: Feeling extremely guilty

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"Hiss!" Li Changtian gasped in pain.

This actually startled Yan Shu, he let go of Li Changtian's hand in a panic, stood up hastily, and took a big step back in panic.

Li Changtian was right, this grave was the second girl of the Su family. Yan Shu brought him here today because he really wanted to kill the prisoner who persecuted the girl on the seventh day of the second girl's life.

But he admitted the wrong criminal.

The second girl Su had a scar on her left forehead from being smashed by a stone. The prisoner's dominant hand should be the right hand, but this person in front of him is left-handed.

Yan Shu blinked in disbelief.

He almost killed an innocent man.

But if this is the case, who is the murderer who killed Miss Su Er

Why did the beater insist that he saw Li Changtian molesting the girl

Is there more than one prisoner, and someone else besides him? Another prisoner knocked Miss Su unconscious, and then Li Changtian tortured her

wrong.

Yan Shu immediately denied this possibility.

These days, Yan Shu visited many people in Chuyu Town. When they mentioned Li Changtian, they all used three words to describe him.

outlander.

Li Changtian is not from Chuyu Town, he wandered here for some reason, and he has been in Chuyu Town for less than a month.

Who would conspire with a fool who squats on the corner of the street every day to pick up fruit peels to harm a girl? And an idiot I don't know well.

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"Hello!"

A call snapped Yan Shu's wandering thoughts back.

Li Changtian was still holding the pulp from the smashed nuts just now, and said dissatisfiedly, "Do you want to eat it? If you don't eat it, I will eat it."

"You..." Yan Shu looked at him and said hesitantly.

"Ah?" Li Changtian stuffed the nuts into his mouth and chewed.

"What's your name?" Yan Shu asked, he paused for a while, and then added, "Do you still remember your name?"

Li Changtian: "..."

This person doesn't really think of himself as a fool, does he

But it's good to ask for a name, at least you don't have to be a nameless ghost.

Li Changtian found a dead branch, wrote his name on the dirt, then raised his head and asked Yan Shu, "Do you understand?"

Yan Shu nodded, his brows frowned slightly, and after careful consideration for a while, he read out slowly.

"Li Changtian."

Seeing that Yan Shu could understand, Li Changtian sighed in his heart: It seems that the characters in this world and his original world are the same.

"My name is Yan Shu." Yan Shu knelt down beside Li Changtian, took the dead wood branch in his hand, and wrote his name next to Li Changtian's.

Yan Shu's handwriting is very delicate, with one stroke and one stroke, the iron draws silver hooks, wandering clouds and startling dragons, one can tell at a glance that he has practiced.

In contrast, Li Changtian's handwriting seems a bit doggy.

Li Changtian's face turned red in disbelief, he stretched out his hands to pick up the dirt on the ground, and smeared those words.

Yan Shu hesitated to speak, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Your finger is injured, it's best not to touch the dirty soil, otherwise the wound will not heal."

"Ah?" Regarding Yan Shu's inexplicable concern, Li Changtian couldn't laugh or cry, "Who is it for my finger injury?"

Yan Shu kept silent, showing shame on his face. He was silent for a long time, and then slowly said, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Li Changtian wondered, did he guess wrong? This man didn't intend to ask for his head in front of Miss Su's grave

"Go back to the county magistrate's residence." Yan Shu said.

Li Changtian looked up to the sky and sighed, then pushed back his annoyingly long hair and muttered, "Let's go again, Fake."

Yan Shu looked at Li Changtian. This was the first time he had looked at this person squarely in so many days. In his impression, this person was either lying on his stomach or curled up. Looking closely at Li Changtian's eyebrows and eyes, although he was still disheveled and disheveled, he could see a trace of clarity. Juan.

Li Changtian stood up staggeringly, he was injured and couldn't stand upright at all, so he could only bow his back pitifully.

Yan Shu kept looking at Li Changtian, saw that he was in severe pain, and said, "I'll carry you."

"What?" Li Changtian thought he heard it wrong, and stared at Yan Shu in disbelief, "You carried me?"

Li Changtian looked down at his dirty clothes, then at Yan Shu's clean white brocade clothes, and always felt that if he touched Yan Shu casually, he would be stained with dirt and ashes.

"I'll carry you on my back." Yan Shu insisted.

Li Changtian retreated vigilantly.

"What?" Yan Shu asked in confusion, "Didn't you say you couldn't walk?"

"Aren't you trying to torture people?" Li Changtian had seen Yan Shu's ferocity before, and he was terrified.

"No." Yan Shu shook his head and replied solemnly.

Naturally, Li Changtian didn't believe it. He stretched out his hand, said 'Ho' twice, and chased away Yanshu like chasing some small animal: "You go, I will follow myself."

Yan Shu: "..."

Yan Shu had no choice but to walk a dozen steps towards the town, then turned around and looked back at Li Changtian.

Li Changtian clutched his abdominal wound, gritted his teeth, frowned tightly, dragged his broken shoes, limped, and struggled to follow.

Yan Shu couldn't help remembering that when the two of them came here before, Li Changtian just staggered along with him all the way without complaining.

The guilt in Yan Shu's heart was getting deeper and deeper, he pursed his thin lips lightly, and suddenly turned around and walked to Li Changtian's side.

"Huh?" Li Changtian was lowering his head and gritting his teeth, struggling to support his scarred body to follow Yan Shu's pace, when he suddenly felt Yan Shu walking back.

"Why..." Li Changtian raised his head in doubt, and then his voice stopped abruptly.

He was hugged by Yan Shu.