Chapter 238: Eating Poop

The three arrived at the school cafeteria.

Many teachers were eating in the cafeteria.

Since it was only an elementary school, not many people stayed for lunch, so the school cafeteria was small, with only four serving windows.

Besides two windows for serving dishes and one for serving rice, the other window served noodles, dumplings, and other flour-based foods.

"Was it rice or noodles you ate that day?"

"Eating rice?" Principal Wei heard this and frowned.

A Niu was also infected and said, "Comrades, I've missed you all so much." This year's Spring Festival Gala, Brother Feng apparently won't be on stage; his lines have all been stolen.

Seeing him take the bait, Qian Qianyi immediately laughed. Not only was she confident in her gambling skills, but even if she lost, he would surely have to help her restore her memory before seeking that scepter. Once her memory was restored, they could deal with it then.

"It's not here either..." Lin Ming quietly closed the door, stepped out, and continued walking inside.

This seemed to be pain coming from the depths of the soul; every inch of skin, every inch of the soul, felt as if powerful god-devouring ants were biting. Moreover, the powerful vitality awakened after the bloodline awakening no longer surged forth.

Xia Xun looked at Xia Yue's eyes, yet he did not detect any hint of hostility in Xia Yue's gaze; instead, there was a strand of goodwill.

The scenery of ancient times was truly impeccable. Although they had trekked for five days, exhausted and sleepy, the journey revealed wildflowers everywhere, rabbits running and eagles flying, greenery in every direction, with wildflowers and trees abundant everywhere, completely different from the modern feel; people and towns were comparatively few.

Although he had not been in Mingzhu long, he knew that Dongfang Xiari was a first-class restaurant in Mingzhu City. He still clearly remembered Sun Great Ming's famous words: "As long as I, the Fatty, can spend one night in the golden splendor of Dongfang Xiari, I would rather sleep on the streets every day thereafter."

Nie Wuzheng's hand was injured, so the three decided to stay in Weixian for a while to let him heal. They raided the bandits' den; besides recovering their own property, they also swept away all the loot the bandits had stolen.

"That Rank 3 Alchemist is named Ren Ze. His alchemical talent is extremely astonishing. He once ranked tenth in the Alchemist Pool, but after you entered the Alchemist Pool, his rank dropped to eleventh." Master Song explained to Xia Xun.

Lin Ming rested in the Imperial City for a few days, while Ye Bingling took the opportunity to practice the light technique she had newly learned.

Yet, in recent years, for some reason, the Qian family had conceived the idea of "watching the fire from the opposite shore." Occasionally sending people to remind Qian Shiya of certain actions was merely to make Qian Shiya and Du Zhixuan quarrel even more, so she could reap the "fisherman's profit."

However, in real life, living happily and peacefully is by no means something so simple and easy to achieve.

The Qin King, with a poker face, radiated cold air that whooshed out, successfully driving away the crowd preparing to continue watching, before he took the wedding wine from the matchmaker's hands and sat opposite Du Zhixuan.

Shangguan You had no home or family, asked for no titles or rewards. His great grudge, speaking of it, had long been avenged, and he seemed to have lost his goal. He now resided in the first hall corridor of the Eastern Palace, managing officials such as the Crown Prince's Remonstrator, the Crown Prince's Steward, and the Crown Prince's Lecturer to suit their temperaments, and daily handled in the Qingque Side Hall the state affairs that should have been managed by the Crown Prince.

He then transformed into a red dragon, leaping and darting, throwing punches like the wind. Those on the sidelines could only see the ten-plus agile-looking guards getting punched in the face one after another. A moment later, they all fell to the ground, writhing.

Tang Ming looked at the Tang Ming before him who had already quieted down. Not wanting to make trouble for no reason, he gently tapped his head and said nothing more.

As if walking for a long time, the black-clad man finally reached the entrance of the hall where Ling Fei and the others were. Immediately after turning his head and nodding lightly toward elsewhere, he pushed the door open and entered. However, the void remained completely still, and no one appeared.