The hesitant man Jia groaned, and there was no movement.

Chu Zheng pulled the boy into his arms and hugged him.

"My box."

“…”

Boxes! Do I have a grudge against the box?

"where?"

Shocked and pointed at the stream.

Chu Zheng picked him up and put him in the coffin, and went to the stream to find his box.

Chu Zheng remembers that someone was knocked into the stream.

After the collision, there was no movement. Chu Zheng thought he was dizzy.

But now she didn't see anyone, only a bunch of clothes spread out on the shore.

Where is the person?

Run away?

It's impossible...

Chu Zheng searched the neighborhood in confusion, only clothes, no one.

Until Chu Zheng saw a dark and dark color in the water, blocked in a U-shaped fork and did not flow away.

Blood?

So much blood...

Chu Zheng thought about the man on the shore, but he couldn't have melted, right?

Chu Zheng shivered, it was scary.

Then——I went to find the box as if nothing had happened.

Chu Zheng took the box back and threw it into the coffin: "I don't want to help you find the third box."

Jing Po carefully held the box, pursed his lips and said nothing.

"It's wet, let go!" Chu Zhengxian scolded fiercely.

Jingpo was well-behaved and let go of the box.

Chu Zheng: "..."

I want to be angry but I don’t know who to be angry.

The weak and helpless little pitiful can only hug himself.

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Chapter completed!