Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

"Ah...ah..."

Lin Zhuwei hugged Old Man Jia tightly and cried bitterly.

She tried her best and finally gathered the antidote, but her master was hunted down at this time. How could she not hate him?

How can it not hurt!

Why has she been missing out all her life!

Missed the days of being together with my parents in my previous life!

Missed the last sight of deceased parents in this life!

Now she even missed the only master she had!

Zheng Bugao couldn't help being moved when he heard Lin Zhuwei's heart-wrenching cries, and he could only speed up his search.

At this moment, he just wanted to do something for her silently. He felt so sorry for this young girl. At such a young age, she had to face what these beasts did!

After searching the room, Zheng Bugao found nothing but corpses everywhere. He was just about to leave.

I don't know why my heart moved, and I involuntarily bent down to look under the bed, but unexpectedly I met a pair of terrified eyes.

"Doctor Guo?" Zheng Bugao was greatly surprised and very happy. He finally saw a living person.

He couldn't help but waved to Doctor Guo: "It's okay now, come out quickly."

Doctor Guo was lying under the bed, staring at him with wide eyes, and trying to open his mouth, but no word came out.

Zheng Bugao finally noticed something was wrong: "You can't move?"

Doctor Guo blinked his eyes hard, and Zheng Bugao understood what was going on. He held the edge of the bed, lifted it up with his big hands, and threw it aside.

He looked at Doctor Guo's panicked look, and thought for a moment, "Wait for me."

After saying that, he turned around and strode out, leaving Doctor Guo with a pale face, open mouth, and hoarse voice in fear.

Zheng Bugao strode up to Lin Zhuwei, squatted down, and looked at her, hugging Old Man Jia motionlessly as if her soul had been sucked out of her.

She was in so much pain that she felt like a broken doll, pale as a bee and almost unable to breathe.

After a long while, Zheng Bugao spoke in a sad voice: "Doctor Lin, I am sorry for your loss."

Lin Zhuwei had no reaction, his eyes were empty.

Zheng Bugao was very reluctant, but he still said in a low voice: "Doctor Lin, Doctor Guo is still alive, do you want to go see him?"

Lin Zhuwei's body trembled, and she tightened her grip on Old Man Jia, then she gently put him down and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe the blood off his face.

"Master, I'll come back later."

Then she stood up and followed Zheng Bugao into the room in silence.

When he saw Lin Zhuwei, Dr. Guo's eyes were filled with excitement. Soon, tears filled his eyes and rolled down silently from the corners of his eyes.

Lin Zhuwei squatted down, felt his pulse, then took out a silver needle and pricked the acupuncture points on his head and neck. Then he heard Doctor Guo exhale forcefully and soon squatted up.

Master..." Doctor Guo burst into tears, his face full of guilt and sorrow, "Guardian Jia is gone..."

Lin Zhuwei nodded and spoke with difficulty: "He... is my master..."

"So it's my great master. No wonder his medical skills are so amazing." Doctor Guo was shocked and felt deeply regretful.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Lin Zhuwei tried hard to suppress her grief and make her voice sound calmer.

Doctor Guo nodded: "Jia Hu... Master stopped a man in black who wanted to kill me, then stuffed a pill into my mouth, and in an emergency, kicked me under the bed."

Old man Jia used his strength skillfully and did not break his ribs.

"But the weird thing is, I was awake and could hear, but I couldn't move at all."

The young master's medical skills were already difficult for him to surpass, so the ability of his grandmaster must be quite terrifying.

"Yes, that's the fake death drug developed by Master." Lin Zhuwei responded.

In such an emergency situation, this is the best way to save a powerless person.

"So what did you hear?"

Doctor Guo had never seen such a bloodthirsty and brutal scene. His mind was still unstable. He tried hard to recall it, and then he said in shock:

"They seem to be looking for a little kid, and they want Master to stop interfering... Could they be talking about Dao Heart?"

Lin Zhuwei frowned deeply and clenched his fists.

Does the matter really have anything to do with Taoism?

"Where is your Dao heart?" Lin Zhuwei asked.

Daoxin's body was not found in the yard. Judging from the master's tone, Daoxin should have been rescued by someone.

"Yin Xunheng was taken away." Doctor Guo touched his chest in fear.

"All the guards that Master Yin brought with him were killed to protect them. In the end, it was Master who stopped the men in black and let them go first."

If it wasn't for saving them, Master's skills wouldn't be a threat at all.

The young master originally invited them over to protect the master, but they ended up getting him into trouble!

Lin Zhuwei's eyes were bloodshot and her face was horrifying. The hatred that penetrated her bones almost destroyed her.

She covered her chest and gasped for breath. Every breath she took felt like she was being cut into pieces by a thousand knives, and the pain was so severe that she was about to convulse.

She gritted her teeth, and the words came out as if she had used up all her strength: "Are any of them still alive?"

Doctor Guo nodded with a pale face: "There is one. He is the leader of the men in black. I heard that the master seemed to have poisoned him, and he finally ran away on horseback."

"Did you see his appearance clearly?"

Doctor Guo shook his head in pain: "He covered himself tightly, and wore a puppet mask on his face, so it was impossible to see clearly."

Lin Zhuwei's eyes were filled with hatred. He nodded slowly, turned around silently and was about to leave.

"Master!" Doctor Guo suddenly exclaimed, "I heard the men in black call our master Lord Jiasino. Oh, and I also vaguely heard them say that lady...it seems that she is the one who is looking for the child..."

Lord Jasno? Madam?

Lin Zhuwei stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Zheng Bugao.

Zheng Bugao frowned, searched his mind, and finally shook his head regretfully: "I have been outside the Great Wall before. I came back to accept the official appointment because of the change in my family. In addition, the emperor does not like officials to form cliques and factions, so I am not familiar with the officials in Beijing."

Lin Zhuwei nodded numbly and walked out without saying a word.

Zheng Bugao and Doctor Guo watched her pick up Old Man Jia, put him in the carriage, whip him hard, and gallop away.

Zheng Bugao raised his hand, then abruptly pulled it back.

At this moment, for some reason, he subconsciously chose to believe Lin Zhuwei.

Although he didn't know where she went, he knew that she must be a person who kept her promise, and when she healed her inner trauma, she would definitely come back with Yun Tianlian.

Lin Zhuwei sent Old Man Jia back to the charity cemetery.

She endured the overwhelming pain, boiled water, cleaned his body, and sewed up the wounds on his body bit by bit with needle and thread.

There were eighty-one scars in total, and each one pierced her heart so deeply that she felt like she was about to break apart in pain.

Her lip was bitten and blood was dripping out, but she no longer felt the pain.

She tried hard to sew her master's wound neatly and straight.

But her shaking hands always caused the needle to go crooked when she inserted it.

She couldn't bear it any longer, so she picked up the silver needle and stabbed it into her fingers one by one.

It hurts. It hurts so much. It hurts so much that it almost drains my soul.

But only in this way could she slowly stop her hands from shaking.

She calmed down again and sewed up old man Jia's wounds bit by bit.

The thread used was old man Jia’s favorite yellow silver thread, but unfortunately he can never see it again.

She found the set of clothes that her master had given her and put them on him.

The master wore it only once and was reluctant to wear it again, saying that he was afraid of getting it dirty or damaged.

So the clothes still looked like new. Only the wrinkles on them reminded her that the days in the charity cemetery really existed.

Finally, she buried Old Man Jia in his favorite herb field.

The master didn't like being disturbed, so he let him sleep here forever.

After pouring some wine in front of the grave, Lin Zhuwei also took a big gulp.

"Master, it's bitter. This wine is obviously bitter, why do you say it is sweet?"

Lin Zhuwei stroked the tombstone and cried bitterly.

"Master, you once said that you were proud to have me as your disciple. But I really hate myself! When you were being hunted like this, I was not by your side... Can you forgive me... Master..."

Lin Zhuwei cried and shouted, and finally all turned into a cry of grief: "Master, I am so tired... Let me just accompany you to sleep like this, and never wake up again... Okay..."