Chapter 529: Some cruel words

There was a quiet moment in front of the house.
Miss Jun did not want them to see her tears.
She is not afraid of crying and shame, but worried about the three people in front of her.
She has been with Master. She is very sad when she is dead, but at least she can have no regrets at the end of her life. For those who have been waiting for the hope, it is known that they will never come back. It’s so cruel.
She squeezed her eyes with her head down and her tears were smashed back.

Can I see Niu Niu?
she said, raising her head and smiling again.
Maybe I really admit the wrong person.

The woman still looked sad.
"No need..." she said.
"Xunzi." Yang Jing and Xia Yong shouted anxiously.
The door was opened at this moment, and the four were shocked and looked at the girl standing at the door.
The girl is still squatting, holding her hand tightly, as if she can support her standing here.
"You, you..." Her voice trembled, and she didn't know what to say when she said something. She suddenly reached out and pulled the cover off her face.
The four people outside the door were shocked again.
The girl has never been seen from seeing people, and she will not solve the cover on her face before, even the doctor can't see it. This is why I heard the doctor react so much.
Unexpectedly, I dared to take the initiative to stand up and uncover the cover.
The appearance of Yang Jing’s trio is complicated, of course, not because Miss Jun is a doctor.
The reason why this girl will do this is because of the words that Miss Jun said.
"You told me to treat you."
Such a girl who has lived in isolation for so many years, because of this sentence ran out and took off the occlusion, showing how much she expected in her heart.
The calm expression of the woman also became sour. Just about to take her daughter, Miss Jun has taken a step forward.
"You." She also spoke, and the rest of the words did not say it.
Her eyes fell on the girl's face, and her eyes were full of incredulity.
This shock is not because I finally saw the person in the portrait of Master's hand. In fact, this girl is not at all, or that although she has taken off the cover, Miss Jun still can't see her appearance.
This girl has two chrysanthemums on her cheeks. The chrysanthemums are beautiful, but the red chrysanthemums grow out on the skin and are not beautiful. The blood of the flesh is like a cockroach crawling over the face, ugly and terrible.
How could this be?
This is not exactly what Master described.
"No, no." Miss Jun couldn't help but shook her head and said.
No?
When she saw her shaking her head and hearing her, the people present were stunned.
What is not? Isn't it the person she is looking for? Really admit the wrong person?
The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, and Xia Yong’s heart sinks.
"Not Miss Jun, you are looking for someone." The woman said that although the voice was calm, her eyes were still flashing, and she stepped forward to take over her daughter's shoulder.
"No, no." Miss Jun shook her head.
Sure enough.
Yang Jing and Xia Yong look awkward.
The girl’s accumulated strength was exhausted after hearing this sentence. She screamed as she reached for her face, but some people were faster than her.
Miss Jun, covering her face and crying, seemed to be unable to stand crying, and took a few steps to kneel down.
"Is this, is this?" she cried and kept saying.
Because of this, Master said that it is not a disease in the world that can cure it?
Is it because of this that Master took her over the mountains to find medicines and prescriptions?
Is it because of this that Master has left the page full of anxiety and despair on the handwritten?
Everyone says that you are a doctor, but you are desperate for your daughter to cure?
Is it because of this that Master lost his life for a herb?
Because of this, I am out of the way, and I can’t come back to death.
Who is sad in this world, who is pitiful, who is not sad in this world, who is not pity.
Miss Jun squatted on the floor and burst into tears.
Seeing her like this, Xia Yong and others also refused to disappoint. This crying is almost falling into the sky, making people look very sad. The girl has forgotten to cry, and her face is a little dull. Miss Jun on the floor.
It is because I found out that she is not the person she is looking for.
"It's too disappointing, so it's too sad." The woman sighed and said with a bit of sorrow. "This feeling is really uncomfortable."
She looked to the side again, and Lei Zhonglian and the two guards stood in the side.
"I didn't bring a hoe." She sighed again.
There is a gimmick to come up to comfort, these men followers really can't hope.
The woman looked at her daughter, patted her on the shoulder, and then walked away. The girl did not cry or couldn’t stand, but stood still with the help of the door.
She always cries herself, rarely sees other people crying, and for the first time knows that there is still more grief than crying in this world.
The woman stood next to Miss Jun and leaned over to pat her shoulder.
"Miss Jun, don't be sad..." she softly advised.
The voice did not fall, Miss Jun raised her head and cried and shook her head.
"No, I am not sad, I am very happy." She cried.
This, I really didn't see it.
The woman is stiff.
"Miss Jun, although I didn't find it this time..." she continued.
Miss Jun has seized her hand, stood up, wiped her tears with her hands, and bowed to the woman.
"Nine-year-old, I have seen the mother." She choked.
Master?
When the woman squatted, Yang Jing Xia Yong also looked at it.
"So, my big brother Zhao is really the person you know?" Xia Yong said.
"Although he did not tell me that he was Zhao Zhiyi, I can be sure that he is what you said Zhao Zhiyi." Miss Jun said.
Yang Jing Xia Yong suddenly surprised again.
"That is the person you said, let you come here to find us?" The woman once again opened her mouth and asked calmly.
"Yes, yes, otherwise, how can Miss Jun..." Xia Yong said excitedly.
The woman did not look at him, just looking at Miss Jun.
In fact, of course not, Miss Jun shook her head at her.
Xia Yong squatted.
"It’s a coincidence that I came here." Miss Jun said, her eyes flashed again with tears. "It seems to be God, it is Master who asked me to come. I said how I always wanted to go here..."
The woman was not excited by God's will, and her expression became more and more calm.
"That is, you never know us here?" she said, "has your master not mentioned it to you?"
I didn't mention it when I was alive. If I didn't take it out again, I guess I really don't know it in my life.
It is cruel to say this.
"Mother, my relationship with Master is something else." Miss Jun said, after all, she is the county sergeant. Master has never regarded her as a real apprentice. It is normal for some things not to tell her." But Master always remembers hanging on you. Although he didn't tell me, he wrote it down."
She said that she was busy looking for a medicine box. Lei Zhonglian handed over the medicine box and watched Miss Jun open and take out her hand.
"Mother, you see, this is the handbook left by Master," she said, looking at Yang Jing and Xia Yong. "Yang Dashu Xia Yuchang was painted in it, so I recognized them at a glance."
really? It turned out that this girl only asked them two names and solemnly gifted for this reason.
Yang Jing and Xia Yong look even more excited.

Big brother painted us?
Xia Yong said, his voice was a little choked.
Big brother painting is particularly powerful.

Yang Jing is not as exposed as he is, just looking at the woman.
"嫂子," he said. "Let's take a quick look, isn't it?"
Miss Jun handed her hand to the woman and excitedly looked at her.
The woman's expression was still calm, and she looked at the old, thick handwriting that was handed over.
"No," she said, reaching out and pushing her hand back. "I said that Zhao Zhiyi is already dead. It is not a person with your master. Go to another place to find it."
She said that she turned to the door of the house and took the girl who was still standing in the same place. The door was closed.
"Yang brothers, let's send you a guest."
Miss Jun holds the handkerchief and is in the same place.

Thanks to Winjill, Jane, and the ice in the south and the scorpion (>^ω^<)
Thank you for your companionship for another month, and you will have trouble everyone next month, thank you.