After Qin Shou had gone far away, the door to the thatched cottage opened again, and the old man came out, lantern in hand, circling the yard several times before muttering, "Huh? Where's my pot? Someone actually wants that piece of junk? That's really bizarre..."
Leiqiu and Black Qilin, kneeling at the door, couldn't help it and burst out laughing at the words.
The old man glanced at the two of them and said, "Since you're here, don't just idle about, follow me and guard the grave from now on."
Upon hearing this, Leiqiu immediately burst into tears.
What kind of life had he been living? A life of luxury and beauty like clouds!
Stay and guard a grave? Just the thought of it made him want to die again.
In the end, Leiqiu asked, "Old man, are there any beauties here?"
The old man responded, "Do I look alright to you?"
Leiqiu: "..."
Leiqiu: "Old man, then do we have any good food here? Where's the nearest fine restaurant?"
