The villagers watching the performance went back to their hos for als.
Pu Xingsheng and the others haven't returned yet, so the lunch was split into two tables.
Li Sanjiang and others ate at one table, and the funeral band ate at another, with so distance between them.
Run Sheng munched on a flavorful bite while shoveling rice.
In between clinking glasses of wine with Xiong Shan, Li Sanjiang leaned down and asked Run Sheng, "Is the food made by Marquis Lihua tastier than that from Ting Hou?"
Run Sheng nodded, "Yeah, it whets the appetite better."
"Haha!" Li Sanjiang burst into laughter, "Marquis Runsheng, you've beco a connoisseur too."
Embarrassed, Run Sheng looked up and popped a grain of rice from his lips into his mouth.
Li Sanjiang took another sip of yellow wine, "Little Yuanhou, do you rember the first ti you t Marquis Runsheng? He, along with that Shan Pao, ca with their belts loosened, stomachs deliberately empty, hahaha!"
"Hehehe." Run Sheng took a bite and joined in the laughter.
He didn't find it embarrassing, because back ho he indeed couldn't get enough to eat, but since coming to Mr. Li's house, he not only had his fill every al but also with at and vegetables. He was happy to be teased by Mr. Li, because Mr. Li truly treated him well.
Li Zhiyuan: "Brother Runsheng is strong, naturally he eats more."
Li Sanjiang nodded, "That's not wrong, a mule that eats a lot can pull the mill faster."
Speaking, Li Sanjiang shoveled the remaining bowl of potato with little at from in front of him into Run Sheng's bowl.
Run Sheng looked up at everyone, scratching his head awkwardly.
Li Sanjiang: "Eat up, we're all family, no need to be so courteous."
"Alright." Run Sheng bowed his head and continued eating.
At this mont, Li Zhiyuan noticed that Uncle Qin's chewing and swallowing beca slower.
The young man looked up towards the village road in the distance, seeing a woman in casual clothes and a baseball cap walking towards them.
What caught Li Zhiyuan's interest was the woman's gait, which seed sowhat like Lin Shuyou's Three-step Praise.
Gradually, after clinking glasses with Xiong Shan, Li Sanjiang also turned his body to look at the woman.
Then it was Lihua.
Next was Yin ng, because her sleeve-hidden Gu Worm sent out a warning.
She imdiately nudged Run Sheng, who was still eating, and Run Sheng also looked up in that direction.
For a mont, the entire dining table was silent, except for Li Sanjiang, who was still eating and drinking on his own.
The woman approached; she wanted to witness the old beast's burial firsthand. She was here to oversee the execution, ensuring no one would interfere with her affairs.
The next mont, the woman closed and then suddenly opened her eyes, her previously black pupils turning a reddish hue capable of detecting evil anomalies!
Initially, she saw the old beast's funeral was so deserted, with only two tables at noon, and she was quite satisfied.
Her gaze first swept over the table of the funeral band.
Although they had changed into Daoist robes in advance to prepare for the afternoon's ritual performance, to soone without cultivation, no amount of robes or monk clothes would matter.
Then, her gaze landed on Li Sanjiang's table.
An old guy had one leg propped on a stool, enjoying his al, just an ordinary old man.
She then saw a young, handso boy, but nothing out of the ordinary.
Next, she saw Lihua, eh?
Then she saw Yin ng, this?
After that, she saw Xiong Shan, hmm?
Following that, she saw Run Sheng, ah?
Finally, she saw Qin Li.
"Hiss..."
She let out a cry of pain, her red eyes forcibly shutting, with fresh blood seeping from the corner of her eyes.
The woman covered her eyes with her hand, inwardly shocked:
"What the heck!"
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