Miss Jun didn't care as she watched Shopkeeper Liu leave with a complicated expression.

Of course she knew what was in his mind.

But there was nothing more to say to him because the woman was indeed sick.

"Heart disease."

The man stood behind the corner and looked out.

"This woman is mentally ill."

She also looked outside, holding a string of candied haws in her hand. Just as she took a look, a big hand held her head and stuffed it back.

"You have to be very quiet when you're spying on someone. You're going to poke your head in their eyes."

Is that really an exaggeration?

Didn’t the master also stick his head out?

She bit the candied haws hard.

Because his horse was eaten by a tiger in the mountains, he came to the city to make money, but he has been here for a long time and has not done anything serious.

"What does it mean to not get your work done? Don't just roll up your sleeves and get to work. It's better to sharpen the knife before you chop wood," he said.

Standing in the shadow, looking at the tall and thin man's blurry face in the sunlight.

"When you were buying candied haws just now, did you hear these people talking about this woman?"

She doesn't want to eat any candied haws, okay? She's already so old!

It was he who forced her to act like a child, dragged her to the market and wandered around, stepped on her foot and made her scream, then he slandered her as a child and bought her candied haws.

She was so upset that she had no time to listen to what these gossipy women were saying.

"Don't underestimate these gossipy women. They all have sharp ears and sharp eyes."

Is that so?

She bit her candied haws and watched the man take out a banner and a bell.

"This woman takes medicine every day, but her condition never improves. Some people at the market say she has been like this since her mother-in-law passed away."

"They also talked about how her mother-in-law treated her badly when she was alive."

"Normally she should be very happy that her mother-in-law died."

What kind of logic is this? It's just your twisted logic.

The master took the candied haws from her hand and stuffed the banner into her hand.

"What is wrong logic? When you are touched, you feel pain; when you are hurt, you cry; when you are beaten, you feel hatred; when you are happy, you laugh. This is the right logic."

"When someone slaps you, you feel hatred in your heart. Even if you put on a smile and say it doesn't matter, it's all fake."

"Only Buddha can be broad-minded and tolerate everything in the world. And the things he tolerates have nothing to do with him. Of course he can tolerate it."

The sound of crisp bells rang out in the street, and she followed her master, walking reluctantly with Faner in her arms.

She looked up at the words on the banner.

Specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases with effective medicines and miraculous healing effects.

She just couldn't understand why Zhang, the miraculous doctor, always had this banner in his pocket when so many people flocked to him as soon as his name was known. He had to be a bell doctor and receive the cold shoulder while treating patients and making money.

"Because that's the money that comes with fame. It's easy, but it's tiring."

"It's still easier this way. I have money and fame. I don't have to worry about those messy things."

I don't understand what the logic is.

He always has a point anyway.

She looked at the man swinging the bell in the afterglow of the setting sun and stood in front of a woman.

"Big sister, I think you look dangerous." He said with a serious expression.

Bad omen?

Can you still detect ominous signs when you are sick?

"Big sister, please don't disbelieve me. You have been haunted by a fierce ghost for many years, which is why you have been ill for so long."

What?

She looked at the blurry man in astonishment.

Is this a bell doctor? Isn't this a scam?

"Some diseases can only be cured by lying." He turned his head and looked at her seriously, "Remember this."

She remembered this for what.

She didn't mean to deceive anyone, she just wanted to cure her father's illness.

Thinking of this, Miss Jun sighed.

I didn't expect that she would do this.

After all, even though her father is no longer with us, she is also treating his illness.

However, this disease is not a physical disease, but a disease of injustice.

Then continue with your treatment.

"Miss, what happened next?"

Liu'er's voice interrupted her reverie.

"Is that woman really haunted by a ghost?"

The night was long and nothing to do, so Miss Jun was happy to tell Liu'er the story of what she had done today. Of course, she pretended to have read it in a book, saying that the reason she treated the woman like that today was because of an old case mentioned in the book.

"Of course not." Miss Jun said, leaning on the bed and gently fanning herself. "She is indeed suffering from a mental illness. Ever since her mother-in-law passed away, she always dreams of her mother-in-law walking in from outside the door in the middle of the night."

Liu'er shivered with fear, jumped from the ground to the bed, and looked at the open window with fear. From here, the capital city was brightly lit at night.

Miss Jun smiled and fanned her to scare her.

"That's because her mother-in-law had an argument with her before she died. She had been feeling aggrieved for many years and finally couldn't help but curse back. She even secretly cursed her mother-in-law to death in the house. Unexpectedly, by coincidence, her mother-in-law went to fetch water and slipped and fell into the well and drowned." she said.

Liu Er suddenly realized.

"Oh, so she thought she cursed her mother-in-law to death," she said.

"Yes, she was oppressed by her mother-in-law all her life. Even though her mother-in-law died, she was still afraid and felt guilty. That's why she was suspicious and restless. She thought about it during the day and dreamed about it at night, so she scared herself." Miss Jun said.

Liuer nodded.

"What happened next?" She took the fan and fanned Miss Jun, asking anxiously, "How do you cure your heart disease?"

Miss Jun smiled, but also looked a little sour.

Master, he recited a passage of the sutra and instructed her to smash the tablet of the woman’s mother-in-law while he was reciting the sutra. The woman took the opportunity to cry loudly and blamed herself in front of the neighbors, complaining bitterly about how she was unfilial to her mother-in-law, how she had not taken good care of her when she was alive and how she had damaged her mother-in-law’s tablet after her death. She took the opportunity to blurt out all the things she had accumulated that she had not dared to say to anyone.

The old woman had been dead for so long, and everyone knew that she had been mean to her daughter-in-law, so even if the woman said some disrespectful thoughts, no one took it seriously. They all tried to persuade the woman, and her husband also forgave her.

The woman cried for a while and her heart knot was untied. The master then gave her some incense ash water and took one hundred taels of silver. Amid the admiration of the hermits, he soon earned enough money for them to eat, drink and have fun.

At the time, she felt so shameless.

"Why are you so shameless? Did you steal or rob?" the master asked dissatisfiedly.

I didn't steal or rob, but I did cheat.

"What are you lying about? Didn't I cure their diseases?" The man said leisurely while riding on his horse. "There are all kinds of people in this world, and there are all kinds of diseases, so there are naturally all kinds of ways to cure diseases."

Miss Jun looked at the small flower lamp on the bedside, and her master's figure gradually disappeared from her sight.

If Master were still alive, wouldn’t it be great? Would he be able to help me?

Thinking of this, she smiled again.

Master, he ran away because he was afraid of getting into trouble while treating my father. If he were still alive now, he would definitely run even faster and would never let me find him.

"Miss, is that woman in the same situation? Will she come to see us tomorrow?" Liu'er asked curiously.

Miss Jun smiled.

"Let's talk about tomorrow tomorrow." She said, lying down, "I'm sleepy."

Liu Er hurriedly got out of bed, lowered the gauze curtain, and looked at Miss Jun lying face down, motionless.

Miss, you are really tired.

Liu'er tiptoed out of the room, turned off the light, and left.

The room was pitch black, and the capital city seen through the window was shining like stars fallen into the earth.

Miss Jun lay face down, motionless, but her eyes were open and tears were slowly falling.

So what? If the master doesn't help me, ignores me, and even the relationship between us is severed, it doesn't matter.

If only he were still alive, it would be great.

It was not until he was gone, until she was gone too, that she realized how precious everything he had taught her was.

The night gradually fell silent.

In a house on the other side of the capital, someone jumped up as if awakened from a deep sleep. The movement in the house startled the maid who was on duty outside.

When she came in holding the light, she saw the shirtless young man standing in front of the clothes rack beside the bed.

"My Lord?" the maid said hurriedly, putting down the lamp. "What do you want?"

Zhu Zan casually put on his summer robe to cover his strong chest which was covered with several scars.

"I have to go out for a while," he said.

It's so late? We've already gone to bed, why are you going out again?

Before the maid could ask more questions, Zhu Zan had already gone out like the wind and disappeared into the night.