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The old coachman and the full moon are both gone, but Mr. Guo is still alive.
Seeing Ming Ruoxie rushing out of the sea of ????fire with him on her back, the two of them rushed to meet her and hurriedly helped her get Mr. Guo down.
¡°God, Miss Ming, please really rescue Dr. Guo.
Before the old coachman finished speaking, he saw Mr. Guo's gray face and the black blood at the corner of his mouth, and his voice suddenly stopped.
Man Yue also felt that Dr. Guo's body was heavy and a little stiff.
Her movements were also stiff.
¡°Girl.
Man Yue was worried that Ming Ruoxie didn¡¯t know that Mr. Guo was dead, so she just carried him out.
¡°He rushed into the sea of ??fire at great risk and carried the person out, only to find that the person was already dead.
Ming Ruoxie pulled off the handkerchief covering her mouth and nose, was so tired that she took a few steps away and sat on the ground.
It was only then that she discovered that there were still several holes burned into the uppers and skirts, and the edges were burnt black.
If she hadn¡¯t put out the fire with her ghost hands, she would have caught fire instantly.
"Girl, Mr. Guo is already here." Man Yue hesitated and didn't know what to say. What if the girl was hit hard?
Ming Ruoxie glanced at Mr. Guo who was lying on the ground.
The old man was able to hold his breath even in the fire, and even said a few words to her.
"I know, he is dead." Ming Ruoxie exhaled, "I will bury him properly."
Guo Baixiao?
How much did Mr. Guo mind being buried in a sea of ??fire, yet he even accepted her as his disciple before he died just to let her bury him.
This old man didn¡¯t even think about whether she would like to become his teacher.
Ming Ruoxie's eyes heated up, and he took a deep breath to suppress his tears.
"Man Yue, go to the village to find a few people to help and hire them money to dig graves." Ming Ruoxie regained his breath, stood up, and bowed to the old coachman again, "Old man, could you please help me? "
"Miss Ming, you say it, you say it."
The old coachman had just witnessed her rushing into the fire to save people, and he respected her even more.
"Please, uncle, please go back to the city, buy a coffin for Mr. Guo, and have them deliver it here."
Ming Ruoxie took out a hundred-tael silver note and handed it over. "The rest will be prepared with some silver paper, wine, scented candles."
The old coachman took the banknote and drove back quickly.
The full moon also rushes to the distant village.
Ming Ruoxie looked around and walked in one direction.
The open space is deserted, with mountains not far away.
This is it.
Soon, seven or eight villagers carrying shovels and hoes followed the full moon.
When they saw the yard burned into a sea of ??flames, they all changed their colors in horror.
"Oh my God, how did it start to burn?"
"Doctor Guo's life is really miserable, why couldn't he escape?"
Several villagers were embarrassed and frightened when they saw this.
Although they don¡¯t have to interact with Mr. Guo, they know that all the poisonous weeds he grows here are poisonous weeds, so they all stay away from him and keep telling their children not to run this way.
But now that they saw Mr. Guo dead and the house and poisonous weeds burned down, they felt really terrible.
They were all surprised to see Ming Ruoxie.
"Who is Dr. Guo, girl? Do you really want to spend money to hire us to dig holes?"
"I am Dr. Guo's patient, and I still have to pay off the consultation fee. Doctor Guo can no longer collect the money, but I can't owe him, so I will use this money to ask everyone for help to bury Dr. Guo properly." Mingruo. Xie said.
Several villagers suddenly realized this and praised her for her kindness and righteousness.
At the location designated by Ming Ruoxie, several villagers got busy.
While they were digging the hole, Ming Ruoxie asked Man Yue to find a wooden board and carve words on it with a knife.
When the old rickshaw driver finally brought the people from the longevity wood shop to transport the coffin, the grave was almost dug.
Ming Ruoxie hired villagers¡¯ money, ten taels per person, to bury Mr. Guo.
Watching the coffin being nailed and lowered into the grave, and shoveling shovelfuls of soil being buried in it, Ming Ruoxie lowered her eyes and felt a little sad.
She and Mr. Guo have only met twice in their lives.
Once acquaintance, once farewell.
Life is so unpredictable, so why not be reckless.
The first and last handfuls of soil were thrown in by Ming Ruoxie himself.
"The full moon is here for all you uncles and brothers.Make money. "
"yes."
Man Yue took them to distribute the money, and Ming Ruoxie was the only one left in front of the grave. She personally erected the wooden board with the carvings on it in front of the grave.
The tomb of Guo Baixiao.
Disciple Xiaoxieli.
Ming Ruoxie knelt down in front of the tomb and said softly: "Well, old man Guo, I am destined to accept you as my master. You have made a lot of money. I would never become a master in the first place."
¡°Let¡¯s just make do with this wooden monument. After I return to the city, I¡¯ll find someone to carve another one for you. Then I¡¯ll replace it for you.¡±
"You are also a soft-hearted person. You accepted a disciple when you were about to die. You only wanted a funeral, and you didn't reveal who set the fire to kill you. This saves me from having to bear this revenge for you and doesn't have to find someone to avenge you, right? But, right? Well, if you regret it one day, tell me in a dream, and when I am free and in the mood, I will kill your enemies for you."
Ming Ruoxie said this, poured three cups of plain wine in front of the tomb, sprinkled one cup at a time in front of the monument, and then lit a white candle to burn the paper.
"That's it for today. I probably won't be able to see you often. Please rest in peace."
Man Yue came over and saw that she was about to get up, so she quickly came over to help her.
The setting sun has already set in the west.
The sunset is like fire on the horizon.
"Girl, it's time for us to go back." Man Yue said.
Has been out for a whole day.
"Well, come back."
Ming Ruoxie walked a few steps and looked not far away. The old courtyard where Mr. Guo was was now only a ruin, with some residual smoke floating.
The old coachman was also waiting for her.
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The old coachman recognized it, his hands trembled immediately, and he wanted to drive out of the way, but the other party stopped him again.
"Miss Ming, Jin, King Jin's carriage always stops us."
Did Miss Ming offend King Jin?
For ordinary people like them, even if the other party is a proton, he is still a prince.
The curtain of the carriage was opened, Ming Ruoxie looked forward, and sure enough it was Xingzhui driving the carriage.
As soon as Xingzhui saw her, he exclaimed in surprise, "Your Majesty, it's really a girl."
So, the curtain of the carriage over there was also opened.
The old coachman was stunned for a moment when he saw King Jin's handsome and elegant face and his deep, dark eyes.
It¡¯s still so close to see Prince Jin, the most influential person in the imperial city, face to face!
It¡¯s even more beautiful than the rumors say.
There are such good-looking men in this world.
"If you are evil, come here."
King Jin¡¯s voice is also like the breeze blowing over the bright moon.
"It's a full moon, so I paid the old man's fare."
Ming Ruoxie knew that Sikong Ji had already come to pick her up personally. If she didn't come over, he was afraid that he would carry her over with his own hands.
King Jin¡¯s temperament and methods are really not like his appearance.
"yes."
Ming Ruoxie got off the carriage first.
The old coachman stammered as he watched her get on King Jin's carriage.
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