In the name of array

Li Xiuyan didn't get the expected gossip and curiosity from Li Xiucheng. He turned to look at Li Xiucheng and saw that he was in a daze. A man who can only be seen at various weddings and funerals at home."

I understand, the rest of the time I spend my time seeking immortality, occasionally stepping into the mortal world to spread blessings or save the souls of the dead.

At this time, the venue was full of people, and then an old man walked to the mourning hall and started to host, it was the butler.

After speaking a few words with the microphone, he began to introduce the people from all walks of life who came to the memorial service. An hour later, the mourning music finally sounded, and everyone began to mourn in silence in front of the portrait, followed by a lengthy biographical introduction and various eulogies. Hearing this, Li Xiucheng fell asleep.

It wasn't until the family members gave a thank you speech that Li Xiucheng took a look at the stage under Li Xiuyan's sleeve pulling up again.

Oh, this is Li Xiuyuan.

Half an hour later, Li Xiuyuan's speech ended. Under the guidance of the Taoist priests, another young man took the urn and went to the back mountain. It was Li Xiujing, the grandson of the deceased today.

All the people who were standing in the left row followed, including Li Xiucheng.

Walking to the open place of the famous hall, the rows of tombstones come into Li Xiucheng's eyes, and the Songyue Lake at the foot of the mountain can be vaguely seen in the distant valley, surrounded by mountains and water.

After the urn was put into the tomb, Li Xiujing returned to the meeting place with the tablet passed by the Taoist in his hand, and enshrined it in the ancestral hall.

Li Xiucheng fell into deep thought as he looked at the rows of memorial tablets in the ancestral hall and the five huge portraits hanging on the wall.

The first person should undoubtedly be the ancestor of the Li family, and the first person in the third row is a portrait of a woman. The dress on the painting slightly overlaps with the portrait of the queen in the history book, giving Li Xiucheng an inexplicable sense of familiarity. .

Could it be that what Li Qun said is true, the Li family is indeed the mother family of the founding queen 300 years ago?

It's too unreal, right?

Li Xiucheng has never met his grandparents who died young, he only knows that the family business is an inheritance left by his ancestors, and it stands to reason that it is enough for Li Qun to live a lifetime without worry.

When he was young, he didn't understand, but when he got older, he realized that Li Qun was good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, except he was not good at management.

When he was about to take the college entrance examination, their family's company encountered serious financial problems, and the only solution his father could think of was how to turn around the company's loss by clinging to the powerful. He pushed to the point of no return.

And his mother, Zhang Quan, is either a luxury brand that released a limited edition or a rich man who made a lot of money with investment. Her unparalleled beauty and glamorous face are always declaring to the world that this is a vacuum vase.

When he came home that day, Zhang Quan asked if the matter was settled as soon as he came up.

It's disgusting.

But Li Xiucheng never thought that what Li Qun said was true.

Why has Li Qun, who has been following others all his life, never been in contact with the Li family?

He only occasionally mentioned how brilliant he was in the past in the past few times when his business failed or he was frustrated after drinking, but Li Xiucheng took them as nonsense after drinking.

What a magical day trip...

After kneeling and prostrating three times in the ancestral hall, the show finally ended. It was past noon, and Li Xiucheng, who hadn’t eaten breakfast, was already hungry, but what was more unbearable than heartburn was the urgency to urinate.

When the memorial service was going on, Li Xiucheng didn't want to attract attention by walking around, so he had to bear it all the time.

But now that the memorial service is over and the mission is done, it's time to retire and find a bathroom before leaving.

Li Xiucheng lifted his legs and left. At this time, there were waiters outside the venue orderly guiding the guests to the banquet hall for dinner. Li Xiucheng just asked a waiter for directions and walked along the road.

Luxurious private funeral home - the public restroom of Guanyun Villa is paved with pure white marble, embellished with black decorations, the overall look is gorgeous and elegant.

There is no urinal in the public area, and there are several independent rooms in a long corridor. Li Xiucheng entered the first room next to the sink.

In addition to all supporting facilities, there is also a dressing room in the small room. Although this dressing room is a bit excessive, the independent small room avoids the possibility of walking birds in the air, and is very user-friendly.

It just didn't seem to be very soundproof. Li Cheng, who was about to tie his belt, heard two people talking by the sink.

"Taoist..." A young and pleasant voice was slightly deep with a hint of intimacy.

Li Xiucheng paused.

Could it be that this young voice is the superstitious Zhao Xie rumored to be?

Or is it that the people here are keen to seek immortality?

It's just that the person called Daoist was not confused by the voice, and interrupted directly: "The master has traveled far away."

"..." After a brief silence, the young voice rang out again: "It's because my fate with the respected master has not yet come, but we are destined, how about..."

The Taoist priest rolled his eyes in his heart, which no one else could see. Could it be that you deliberately followed me here after the meeting was over?

He said, "Xiaodao really hasn't seen that before."

The young voice was not annoyed: "It has nothing to do with the array. I heard that there is a mountain house in the depths of Songshan. The head of the household has superb cooking skills. The food taste is unique and unforgettable. He also pays attention to Taoism and nature. The head of the household needs to know what the chief is doing today, so he specially asked me to ask the Taoist chief to give me some advice."

Before the Taoist could answer, Li Xiucheng's stomach groaned inappropriately.

The voice was so loud that the two people beside the sink were silent for a moment.

Li Xiucheng: "..."

In order to ease the embarrassment, Li Xiucheng had no choice but to cough lightly, then opened the door and took out his mobile phone, pretending to make a call, and went out.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two people standing beside the sink, one was the Taoist priest who had rescued the deceased of the Li family, and the other was the immortal Zhao Jie.

It seems that the rumors are not groundless, Qiuxian asked to come to the bathroom, and it was polite.

After Li Xiucheng came out of the bathroom, he put the phone down from his ear.

Only then did I realize that the phone was held upside down...

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After turning it over, he swiped open his phone to find a taxi app to place an order. His father is not counting on him. He is already very grateful for not asking him about the progress of his friendship with Li Xiuyuan.

"Hey, so you are here, I was looking for you?" It was Li Xiuyan.

Li Xiucheng set the destination and placed the order: "What's the matter?"

Li Xiuyan: "Aren't you going to the banquet hall for dinner?"

Li Xiucheng shook the mobile phone in his hand: "I have an appointment with someone later."

Li Xiuyan stepped forward and wanted to pull Li Xiucheng's sleeve: "Today is the most complete time in our generation of calligraphy repairs. Li Xiuyuan called us to get together. Everyone has never seen you, and they are all relatives. Let's get to know each other, so we won't delay. …”

There was a step between the two, Li Xiuyan stretched out his hand, and Li Xiucheng subconsciously swung his arm back.

It's not disgust, it's a conditioned reflex he's developed over the years.

Li Xiuyan: "..."

Li Xiucheng was pulled by his sleeves three times at the venue before, because he was standing too close at that time, and he was either in a daze or drowsy three times. He realized that his sleeves had been pulled, and of course Li Xiucheng couldn't shake his hands move.

And now his subconscious actions will undoubtedly make the scene rigid.

The scene has become rigid.

In fact, Li Xiuyan originally planned to go to the banquet hall with Li Xiucheng after the meeting ended, but Li Xiucheng was nowhere to be seen when he turned his back.

She asked her cousins, but no one had heard of Li Xiucheng, and everyone was a little curious by Li Xiuyan's description, so she called Li Xiuyan to find him.

Li Xiuyan never thought that Li Xiucheng would resent her pulling his sleeve, after all, in her heart, they were cousins.

And she's already pulled three times.

Li Xiucheng's retreating arm made Li Xiuyan hold his hand in the air with a puzzled expression, neither retreating nor advancing.

Originally, Li Xiucheng didn't want to attend this 'relative' gathering, to socialize with those brothers and sisters who had never met.But he didn't want to embarrass Li Xiuyan, who exudes kindness but has a little habit.

He scratched the back of his head with his raised arm and said, "Okay, where is the banquet hall?"

Seeing this, Li Xiuyan immediately dispelled his doubts and embarrassment, and patted Li Xiucheng lightly: "Over there, follow me."

When he arrived at the banquet hall that Li Xiuyan was talking about, Li Xiucheng realized that this banquet hall was a large private room, and there were already more than a dozen people sitting around the private room.

Li Xiuyuan sat in the main seat, and when he saw him coming in, a trace of surprise flashed across his brow.

There is information on the Li family that Li Qun sent yesterday in the phone.

However, Li Xiucheng was working overtime when he received the message last night, so he was persuaded to leave by the too long name and the corresponding message.

So except for Li Xiuyuan who just gave a speech on stage, and Li Xiuyan who brought him to the private room, he couldn't match anyone else.

Li Xiucheng felt from the bottom of his heart that since he hadn't had any contact for so many years, he wouldn't have any contact with each other just because of a meal.

Although Li Xiucheng had no intention of supplementing knowledge, Li Xiuyan didn't seem to think so.

She enthusiastically pointed to the man in his thirties sitting next to Li Xiuyuan and said to Li Xiucheng: "This is the first cousin, Li Xiukai, the son of the second cousin."

Li Xiukai nodded as a greeting.

Li Xiuyan pointed to Li Xiuyuan on the opposite side and said: "This is Li Xiuyuan, the grandson of Grandpa Uncle, a little older than you, a cousin."

Li Xiucheng thought Li Xiuyuan would say something, but Li Xiuyuan raised the teacup in his hand and toasted Li Xiucheng: "Welcome."

Then Li Xiuyan skipped over the empty space on the lower left of Li Xiuyuan, and pointed to two other men who looked about 25 or [-] years old: "This is Li Xiuzhu and Li Xiuran, the two grandsons of Grandpa Uncle."

"This is Li Xiulin, Li Xiuzhe and I have a grandfather, my cousin."

"Li Xiuyi is Grandpa Uncle's granddaughter."

"Guan Yue is my grandpa's grandson, Wang Zhi is my cousin and my grandpa's granddaughter, Zhang Bozhen and Qian Ying are my fourth grandpa's grandson and granddaughter respectively."

"Second Grandpa's grandson Li Xiujing and his grandchildren are guarding the ancestral hall at this time, and will not come to eat. Fourth Grandpa's grandson Li Xiutang was called away by Fourth Grandpa, and he will come over later."

Li Xiucheng's smile almost froze on his face, and the name introduction was finished.

Not to mention Li Xiuyan's entrustment, Li Xiucheng was almost confused again as soon as she finished her introduction.

tired.

After introducing the personnel, the eldest cousin Li Xiukai asked the questions of everyone present: "Cousin, which elder's family do you belong to?"

Although Li Xiucheng had never met his grandfather, he knew his name: "My grandfather's name is Li Yikun."

Li Xiukai was also taken aback when he heard the name, and was about to say something more, when Li Xiuyuan said in a timely manner: "Oh, it turns out that he is the grandson of Fifth Grandfather, welcome home, the dishes are getting cold, let's eat first."

Li Xiukai glanced at Li Xiuyuan, but didn't intend to speak any more.

Everyone was a little curious about the relatives who appeared suddenly, but fortunately everyone was hungry at this time, and under the signal of Li Xiuyuan, who was faintly dominant in this generation, everyone was secretly curious, and An Sheng ate .

Li Xiucheng took out his mobile phone and looked at the taxi-hailing software that no one had taken orders for a long time. He sighed in his heart, and picked up the bowl and chopsticks as if resigned to his fate. He was indeed hungry.

Saying that An Sheng eats is really An Sheng eating, there is no one who speaks, I am afraid that this big family still pays attention to the rules of not talking when eating or sleeping.

Fortunately, Li Xiucheng is not a talkative person, if this is replaced by words here, I'm afraid he will be suffocated because he can't talk while eating.

Until the door of the private room is opened.

A young man of the same grade as him, wearing a black formal suit with a cloth on his arm, came in from the door, and sat down on the empty seat next to Li Xiuyuan, with a dark face and an angry look.

Li Xiucheng didn't remember any of the names of the people present, but he easily identified this young man who wasn't there just now as Li Xiutang, the grandson of the fourth grandfather that Li Xiuyan said.

It may be due to upbringing and rules. The moment this person sat down, everyone stopped the tableware. The one named Li Xiuzhu or Li Xiuran saw that Li Xiutang's face was not good, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Everyone knew that he was called away by the fourth grandfather, but they only thought that he was taught a lesson by the elders.

But Li Xiutang didn't answer, he picked up his teacup and looked around, his eyes fell on Li Xiucheng: "You are Li Xiucheng?"

Bad tone.

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