"Walk for what?"

The fat young man said in surprise.

Are you here to catch me?

But I didn’t do anything wrong?

The fat young man was puzzled.

"Didn't you come to seek refuge with me?"

Qin Yuan smiled.

This person is none other than Li Guangqian's son Li Shoumin.

"How did you recognize me?"

Li Shoumin was even more surprised.

This was the first time that he and Qin Yuan met.

"You and your father almost share the same face, and I'm not blind."

Qin Yuan said angrily.

I have to say that Li Shoumin and his father look really alike.

Except for being a little fatter.

He got on the little donkey, this time it was really a little donkey. He left the old donkey in the stable at home.

"Walk"

Qin Yuan whipped him casually.

The little donkey that was about to leave stopped moving.

Oops, I'm getting angry.

"Okay, I'll just give in and forgive you for being wrong."

Qin Yuan patted the little donkey's neck and said.

The little donkey is really gone.

Li Shoumin, who had just mounted the mule, looked confused.

Soon the two appeared on the official road.

"I heard your father said in the letter that you have joined a party?"

"Joined"

"Why are you here in the capital looking for something to do again?"

"If I join the party, I have to live a good life."

Qin Yuan was speechless.

Along the way, the two discussed the conflicts between the North and the South.

Li Shoumin's attitude is also very cynical. The conflicts between the North and the South are none of my business.

When the two arrived in the capital, Qin Yuan turned around and walked towards the mountains.

Li Shoumin followed him with a confused look on his face.

Soon, he saw Qin Yuan buying a lot of paper money, fruits, wine and meat.

I understand, Uncle Qin wants to worship someone.

Came to a graveyard.

Qin Yuan's skin went numb.

As an immortal, you really shouldn't make friends. Just paying tribute to a friend can be exhausting.

"It's better to put them together, otherwise it will be too troublesome."

Qin Yuan first came to Tan Zhuangfei's grave.

More than ten years have passed, and the grass on the grave has grown three feet high.

"Do you know this person?"

"I know, my father told me"

Li Shoumin showed an expression of admiration.

Qin Yuan had no friendship with Tan Zhuangfei, so he just burned some paper money, put down some drinks and left.

Next, Qin Yuan visited several tombs in a row, the most separated by more than ten miles.

But the fat man Li Shoumin was exhausted.

He couldn't help but complain: "Lin Yidong, Wei Tong, Zhu Hongdeng, Wang Wu, Huang Lian...Uncle Qin, you have too many friends."

"You should be lucky that I worshiped them on the same day."

Qin Yuan said.
Chapter completed!