The old fish took advantage of the momentum to get up, and handed over to the white-haired old man headed by: "Master Li!"

"Old fish messenger, have a job!"

"Lord Li is polite, my old fish is only doing my part. Where can I say the word'labor'?"

The old fish was polite and pointed to the fisherwoman.

"Old rules, after the mountain opens, she will pray here for three days. During this period, please also ask Master Li to follow the old rules..."

"Old rules!" Li Zhai master suddenly grasped Lao Yu's wrist, and repeated with solemn expression: "Old rules, old rules!"

The last young man turned his head curiously, looked at the two of them suspiciously, he turned slightly, and approached the people around him: "Uncle Si, what are they talking about? What old rules?"

The man squinted at him and lowered his voice: "For you and me, standing still, just watching, just listening, is the old rule!!"

The teenager pursed his lips, displeased: "Uncle Si, are you afraid that you don't know?"

"Your fourth uncle, I am not the boss. Your father will take over the future affairs of the Li family. If you are curious about the old rules, ask your father!"

"My father?"

The boy tilted his head, glanced at his father, curled his mouth, and shook his head.

"Forget it, he, like Grandpa, is a tight-lipped person who doesn't say anything about killing him. If you ask, it's just a question!"

"Then you still have so much nonsense?"

"... Didn't I expect to know something from your mouth?"

"Your fourth uncle, I know women eating, drinking, sleeping, and not knowing anything else. I don't need to ask me about the Li family in the future!"

The young man squinted at the man, curled his lips, retracted his gaze, rolled his eyes, "You don't want to say it?"

"...Just as I don't want to say!" The man was very emboldened and straightforward.

The look of "what can you do with me" made the young man angry.

"Yes, if you don't say it, don't say it, just as if I didn't say anything just now!"

The uncle and nephew gave each other a glance and raised their eyebrows, both a little arrogant.

After Lao Yu finished, bid farewell to the people in Lijiazhai.

Dingmiao frowned: "What are we going to do now? Should we keep up with the old fish, or wait to see this boy or woman singing something?"

"Don't you take back the shrine of your Miao family?" Ling Luoyu gestured with his eyes, with a bit of joking.

Dingmiao saw a different color in her eyes: "What do you mean? That's it... grab it?"

That fisher woman is still watching!

"This is not stealing, it's stealing!" Ling Luoyu playfully said, "Stealing honestly!"

There is a fisherwoman here. Isn't it fair to steal it?

Dingmiao understood what she meant, and immediately smirked: "You are throwing the black pot to the fisherwoman!"

"Who told them to stop us from coming up?"

If it comes up and things are lost, then they also get rid of irrelevant relations.

The key now is that none of them are there.

Even if it is suspicion, it cannot be doubted on their heads.

"So, misfortune lies on the blessing, the good fortune lies on the misfortune... Girl Ling, didn't you think of this long ago?"

Dingmiao suspected that when she was driven away, she thought of this step.

Ling Luoyu was noncommittal and smiled, smiling, "Is there any difference between what I just thought and what I just thought?"

The result is the same anyway!

Dingmiao also had a smirk that couldn't wait: "Then do it!"

With Ling Luoyu's skill, it is easy to "steal" the tower god.

but--

The smile on Ling Luoyu's eyes gradually faded.