"Don't rust." - The ancient Roman philosopher Toka

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When Domus walked to the outer corridor of the other courtyard with his skirt, Li Bida was stroking the wax figure of the Lord. Now Lukuras was finally under the same roof with his ancestors. "Do Marcos still close himself?" Li Bida asked when he saw Domus who was sweating profusely.

"He spent all day wandering around the crocodile pond, bathroom, pet room, and his own chess and card room. He didn't mention his brother, nor allowed anyone to mention his brother."

"Give him some time..." After Li Bida finished speaking, afraid of squeezing the powder on his hands, he walked to the garden, where Cyrantian was sitting upright on a stone chair, watching the beautiful scenery of the Apollo restaurant and the artificial lake. Then Li Bida waved his hand, and Mattia struggled to put a stack of bronze tubes at the feet of the philosopher, "Wow, maybe you mean that the rest of my life will be devoted to organizing your master's works."

"We have no choice, because we are both free people he trusts, aren't we? I will distribute the four thousand talons of the Lord when the will reader and the virgin come to this courtyard." Li Bida exclaimed and stood by the lake.

Duomu Cun behind him had a complicated expression and was staring at his back.

"Oh, maybe I should listen to your allocation method."

"Two thousand Tarsent belong to Marcos, and Kelly, and the entire Villa Plema; one thousand two hundred Tarsent is distributed to the Tuna's ex-wife Claudiya, and the remaining eight hundred Tarsents. Four hundred belong to you. Four hundred belong to the will reader. Little Gatu."

Cyrantian laughed and then said that this was the most playful way to deal with the legacy I have been in Rome for so many years. Dear Karabis, you might be able to turn the funeral into a one-act comedy. Li Bida also echoed and lowered his head and smiled, and then said to Cyrantian, "How, four hundred Tarent's funds are enough to spend the rest of your life in Prama's study?"

"Yes, this is necessary money. The literature in this world is too expensive. A town can be called the capital of civilization with a few volumes of books from three hundred years ago. General Lukulas's life only needs to turn it into Greek and write it on velvet paper. His name will eventually be immortal in the long river." After saying that, Terranian easily picked up the bronze tubes one by one and walked towards the direction of the study.

At this moment, Zou Yi, wearing an Ionian wavy long skirt, stood in front of the Sanku wall cabinet with some tension, and raised his toes mischievously and fell down. Li Xiliya, who was in front of her, calmly took out the wills from the cabinet, and then took out the tuna portions separately. Then she turned around and said quietly to Zou Yi, "This time you can follow me to Xiao Katu's mansion. He is the reader named on the cover of the will."

Zou Yi attached great importance to this trip. Although she wanted to dedicate her chastity to the Kitchen God for decades, after submitting her will, she was considered a formally recognized virgin. Her life was monotonous and respected and finally she could take the first step. She was only nineteen years old at this moment.

At this moment, the man in black suddenly appeared at the door of the Holy Ku Hall. He was a little hunched with his follower. He stood behind the flowers outside and looked at Zou Yi and Li Xilia stepping out from inside without saying a word. He did not say anything. Li Xilia walked over with almost no squinting eyes, not noticed anything unusual, but Zou Yi looked at the man in black with extreme anxiety, and then accelerated his pace in fear and followed Li Xilia.

On the street, whether it was a noble or a foreign slave, when they saw these two virgins, they were extremely respectful to make the way, because no matter what, they were the most respected women in the city of Rome, and they could even accompany the consul and the high priest to sit in the head seat and watch the most cruel gladiator performance.

Soon, Gatu's mansion arrived. When Li Xilia went in, she was surprised to see that Little Gatu was also feeding fish in front of a newly dug fish pond. Beside him was Brutu and Kassi. The corners of his eyes were red. He must have been mourning his deceased friend, but due to the identity of the will reader, it was inconvenient to go to mourn. After celebrating the virgins, Gatu took the will and then politely invited the virgins to take a nap in the courtyard. After calling out his friends, he would naturally go to Pulaima with the two virgins and read the tuna's will in public.

When Xiao Katu's friend walked out of the inner court, Li Xilia's face was calm, but Zou Yi could not hide her panic and surprise. She actually cared about the alien protector who was the deceased Tuna before. She always felt that her pupils were a bit similar to the other party, but when she thought about it, she found it funny, but it was just a black pupil. This was the case with half of the residents in Rome.

Okay, okay, my thoughts are chaotic again. Could this be the friend Xiao Jiatu said to go to mourn together? Zou Yi saw the great Pompei, the Pompei with a curly hair hanging on his forehead. He was surrounded by a thin and handsome Jewish slave. There was also a woman wearing a black mourning robe but still couldn't cover her thick makeup, with a noble but lewd smile on her lips. Behind Pompei, there were several other noble people dressed in a quick conversation.

"As a reader of Tuna's will, I feel both sad and warmth of trust." Xiao Jiatu's voice choked up, shook the will in his hand and said to Pompei.

"You should be mourned. As we all know, you are the pillar of the Republic. As the inspector of the Senate next year, I must stop your excessive mourning." Pompey compliments with a smile without a smile, "So, can we set off? Dear Gatu, oh, and the respected virgin Lishelia." At this time, Brutu, who was standing behind Little Gatu, looked a little embarrassed. He looked at Kasio with his expression "Is this really good?", looked at Kasio, and then looked at his uncle. Then his eyes glanced at the corridor column over there, and Portia secretly stuck out her head, and pressed her uneasy chest tightly with her hands.

"Don't Cicero want to come?" Pompei walked behind Katu and suddenly asked.
Chapter completed!