Chapter 212

"Of course not!"

Not to mention that this was given to her by Youji before her death, but also that if she didn't accept it, she would be so scared to dream every night. Even if you want to give it, you can't give it to the man who killed you Ji!

Song Xijiao did not want to hide the wooden box behind her, hummed: "to no one will give you."

The man of coir raincoat stood up without expression and looked at Song Xijiao and asked, "why?"

"Ask me why, don't you know? Who stabbed the broken blade in her body

On hearing the speech, the man in coir raincoat just picked up the corner of his mouth and went to song Xijiao. He said in a meaningful way: "as long as you and I are Han people, she is our enemy. Why should I be guilty of killing the enemy? "

"Of course, I'm Han, and I know she's a Fusu!" Song Xijiao frowned and looked at him discontentedly, "but not every Han people have a grudge against Fu Su people, right? It was the imperial court of Fusu, not the people of Fusu, who came to invade the Central Plains. If you kill people, whether they are Han people or Fu Su people, as long as you Ji is willing to go to the Yamen to sue you, you will pay for your life. "

"You are wrong. There are few villains in Fusu area. Why do you think they can fight against China for so many years and remain invincible? The reason is that they are all soldiers. It can be said that every Fusu person is stained with the blood of our Han people! Although I feel sorry for her, she is a lonely and helpless woman. I can't trust her to do anything behind her. I helped her find you. But as long as she was a supporter of the Soviet Union, she would never die! "

All the people?

"What are you talking about? Even if the Fusu people are really soldiers, but she is in the Central Plains and Hanxiang building, even if she wants to go to the battlefield, she can't go there!"

The man in the coir raincoat said coldly: "it is not all the generals on the battlefield that we need to win. There are also spies hidden in the enemy's depths. "

"You call her a spy?"

But the answer is not clear.

In fact, song Xijiao has doubts about this matter, because Youji once said that she was sorry for the Han people.

Song Xijiao hugged the wooden box in her arms, looked at the man in coir raincoat and said, "even if she is a spy, I can't give you the wooden box. I don't know your identity at all. What if you are also a spy of Fusu? Yes, and I will give it to people I can trust! "

"If you carry this kind of thing with you, it will only bring you danger." The man in coir raincoat held up his arm and said coldly, "if you get in touch with the spy of Fusu, you can't wash it clearly even if you jump into the Yellow River. What's more, your elder brother is still a general at the border. If his enemies knew that the general's younger sister actually had contacts with Fusu's spies, what would happen? "

Song Xijiao's heart is a cluttering, this is something she did not think of at all!

What will happen?

Naturally, as the man of coir raincoat said, once she was reported, she could not explain her ten mouths clearly! It is better to believe that there is no such thing.

The wooden box in her hand was like a red iron, which made her shiver.

The man in coir raincoat looked at her hesitating back and said slowly, "I fought with her last night and accidentally stabbed her. She begged me to bring you here. Do you think she really wants to entrust you with the future?

It was just a desperate attempt to pass on the secret order in her hand, but she did not dare to expose her accomplice to me, so she took the risk to find you. You're the only one. You don't know the inside story. You dare to answer the request of a Fu Su spy

Hearing the man's words, song Xijiao suddenly felt cold.

It is said that people will die, and their words are good!

But you Ji's words before her death clearly just used her to make her hostile to the coir raincoat boy, and let her sympathize with Youji, willing to protect the wooden box and her body.

"Don't worry, I believe you when I promise her to find you. As long as you give me the box, today's event will not happen to me. Of course, if you want to protect yourself, you'd better keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, once the incident happens, all the people who are related to you may be involved! "

Finally, song Xijiao gave the wooden box to the man with coir raincoat.

But you Ji's ashes, she still carried away.

In any case, she had promised the ghost to return her ashes to her native land. Said to do, the total will not, you Ji even own ashes also have calculations?

For a long time, I didn't come to the bamboo hall. I saw the stone steps washed by the rain, surrounded by green bamboo trees. With the wind and rain, it was waving softly, with some melancholy and regret.

The door of the bamboo hall was closed, and song Xijiao buttoned the door. Soon after, the green moss echoed in harmony: "coming!"

Hearing this long lost voice, song Xijiao's frozen heart finally warmed and called: "elder martial brother!"

"Younger martial sister?" Moss is also full of surprise. Seeing that her cloth shoes are covered with mud and her clothes are also wet by rain, she pulls her into the bamboo house and asks, "I heard you went to Huizhou. When did you come back?"

"I've been back for a few days. The business of the bamboo paper factory is busy. Today, I'm free. Let's see Shifu. How's master recently? "

Moss said with a smile: "it's the same as before. A few days ago, Zhou's family was raided, and Mrs. Zhou was living in the street. The master also went to see her and helped her find a farmhouse and paid the rent for a year."Song Xijiao nodded. Unexpectedly, it was the master who helped the Song family in the end. However, the farmhouse is crude and the Zhou family is used to luxury. Can they really live there?

I'm afraid that as soon as master leaves, those despicable people will not appreciate the master, but secretly scold him for being mean.

When moss saw song Xijiao carrying a burden and holding a porcelain jar in her hand, she could not help but wonder: "what are you bringing?"

Song Xijiao sighed: "it's a long story. What about master?"

"Master is writing medicine books in the room."

"I'll go to see the master first."

Song Xijiao put the wooden box and porcelain jar in her arms on the table, then opened the bag, took out a set of exquisite mannequins, and walked into Hao Lang's room.

Hao Lang Zhong heard song Xijiao's voice and saw her come in. He did not put down his pen. He wrote and drew and said, "here we are."

"Disciple Qingyan, come to see Master."

"All right." Hao Lang Zhong waved his hand and said to her, "do you remember me as a master? What did I tell you? I told you to come here two hours a day to study medicine. You'd better fish three days and dry the net two days. This time, it just disappeared for a month. "

Song Xijiao saw Hao Lang Zhong's face was not angry, although she complained. She was embarrassed to smile and avoided the topic. She put the mannequin on the table and said, "look, master, this villain is very delicate. It's made of wood and engraved with various acupoints and meridians.

Press here to turn on the switch. There is a copper skeleton in it. I bought it from a medicine shop in Huizhou City. I respect my master! "

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