"You're afraid you've misremembered. I didn't go. It was the head of Monk Jibei. I just met my wife, how could I go to such a ghost place? I turned around and left."

"Tsk~"

Liu Qingzhi sneered, and he obviously didn't believe this nonsense.

Yang Dabiao was immediately annoyed and was about to start exposing his shortcomings in public, but Liu Qingzhi quickly pressed it down:

"Drink, don't say anything is there when you eat..."

"What? I feel guilty?"

"What am I guilty? I didn't do anything wrong!"

"You helped Widow Wang find a chicken the day before yesterday..."

"That's a helping hand. Widow Wang is over forty."

"Isn't it that age of 40? If your wife knew..."

There was a buzzing noise on the table.

Linghu Qing Mo Dao Sect came from and rarely participated in such official social events. Seeing many constables and soldiers laughing, they wanted to speak up but didn't dare to. They just felt that men were all big pigs' thrones.

Look at how decent people are...

Thinking of this, Linghu Qingmo picked up another piece of chicken leg meat for Xie Jinhuan...

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