Li Lianhua glanced at Fang Duobing and said, "You? You ran away from home and almost went to get relief food. Forget it~"

Fang Duobing wanted to say something, but the three men had already reached the door of Wei Zhuang, so he consciously swallowed his words.

No one expected that they had to pay money before entering Wei Manor. Chu Ji wanted to take out the banknotes from her pocket. This time when she went back, the boss stuffed a lot of money into her pocket, fearing that she would suffer outside.

So she still has money.

But no one expected that Li Lianhua's hands would move even faster. She directly tore off the last jade pendant from Fang Duobing's body and threw it to the man guarding the door.

The three of them walked in smoothly. Fang Duobing was impatient and walked in front. The two of them didn't keep a close eye on him, and he almost got into trouble.

Li Lianhua: "The bamboo whistle and the pan flute are all ringing. This little brother is also listening to the music in the same room with us. The southern and northern accents are inseparable. Everyone, this little brother is just a meathead. He doesn't work in the fields very often and doesn't know the jargon. Don't blame me, don't blame me, right?"

The people in the room were confronting Fang Duobing, and when they heard this, they all looked towards the direction where the voice came from. They saw Li Lianhua, who was dressed in plain clothes, walking slowly inside with Chu Ji.

Fang Duobing was relieved to see the two of them, and asked Li Lianhua in a very low voice what the meat head she had mentioned before meant. But he didn't wait for Li Lianhua to answer.

A young man in black clothes over there has already spoken: "It's so unlucky, when will Routou be able to join us for the feast." The main expression is one of disgust and disdain.

The man holding the wine jug looked at Li Lianhua and the others and said, "Hey, when did you leave again? Which path did you take?"

Li Lianhua shook her sleeves calmly and said, "We'll leave at 20 o'clock. Let's go~ Duhudao."

Ding Yuanzi: "Hmm~ So you are a veteran~!"

Ding Yuanzi stroked his mustache and continued to ask: "Since you are walking on the Duhu Road, may I ask if you are carrying a banner? How many words are on the banner~"

"Carry the golden banner!" As soon as Li Lianhua said these three words, everyone present changed their expressions except Fang Duobing and Chu Ji beside him. "Thirteen years ago, in the imperial mausoleum in the south of Beijing, there were four words written in front of the Ming Tower."

Several people looked at each other, probably knowing the identity of the person in front of them, and they all bowed and saluted: "Greetings, Senior Sushou Scholar."

Fang Duobing looked at this situation and also bowed to Li Lianhua, but Chu Ji could see that there was a confused look in the child's eyes, which was a bit funny.

Ding Yuanzi: "Senior~ I didn't expect that Senior Su Shou has also come out. I am Ding Yuanzi, a junior who follows the Liujin lineage. I wonder who this is?!" Ding Yuanzi looked at Chu Ji and asked.

Li Lianhua reached out and hugged Chu Ji's waist: "My wife. This is because my wife is young and likes to play. It just so happens that the opportunity is right, so I want to bring her out to see the world."

Everyone looked at each other again and introduced themselves. All the people who came were famous people in the underworld, except for one person, Gu Fengxin. He did not move.

Ding Yuanzi originally wanted him to come over and say hello, but this man was very cold and hard, and looked like he didn't care about anyone.

Ding Yuanzi made himself look bad and apologized to Li Lianhua.

Li Lianhua also looked nonchalant: "It doesn't matter, I'm here to eat, not to make friends. Please help yourself."

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