"Little ancestor, can I not run away!" The little fat man cursed in his heart, with a smile on his face, "This is my instinctive reaction, instinct."

Yue Wuzheng raised his eyebrows, released his hand from his head, and said coldly, "You know who I am. It's impossible to run under my nose."

"How dare I run, hehe." The little fat man sweated nervously, and kept raising his hands to wipe them with his sleeves. He looked around with his eyes, and there was indeed no way to run.

Looking at his sneaky eyes, Yue Wuzheng chuckled, "Do you have anything good in your hand?"

The little fat man was so shocked by these words that his dragon scales almost appeared.

"In the eyes of my little ancestor, these are not considered good things. You can't look down on them." The little fat man couldn't help but raise his hands to wipe his sweat. "You can't look down on them. You can't look down on them."

"If you don't show it, how do you know I don't like it?"

Yue Wuzheng raised a friendly smile, and the little fat man trembled violently, "Take it, take it, I'll take it right now!"

In the deserted dark alley, the little fat man sweated crazily and took out everything on his body one by one and placed it in front of Yue Wuzheng.

The young man's handsome eyebrows were slightly raised, with an undisguised look of disgust on his face.

"That's it? Are you sure?"

Seeing that the little fat man had stopped moving, Yue Wuzheng said something slowly, and the little fat man shook his body and took out two or three more items.

This continued for two or three times, and he was like a hamster, spitting out a few things from his mouth from time to time.

"No more?" Yue Wuzheng stared at the little fat man with his dark eyes, watching as he kept raising his hands to wipe his sweat, and his sleeves were completely wet.

"It's really gone this time, little ancestor! Really!"

The little fat man sneered and wiped his sweat again, "Business is hard to do, especially in recent years, and good things are hard to find."

The little fat man raised his head, looked at Yue Wuzheng's straightforward dislike, and chuckled, "I told you that my little ancestor doesn't like it, but you still don't believe it. You don't have any good things in your house. I only have masks here that are worth looking at."

Detective Yue Wuzheng picked up a box. Inside were several spiritual seeds, which were phantom-level spiritual seeds.

"When did you start making the sounds of spiritual seeds? This thing is not easy to sell."

Yue Wuzheng stared at the little fat man and said, "Take out the spiritual seeds you have hidden."

"It's really gone. The spiritual seeds are just a convenience. They are all slow-selling goods. I didn't expect to sell them. If my little ancestor likes them, I would like to sell them to you. How can I still hide them..."

"Don't sell me, is this what you mean?"

Yue Wuzheng raised his eyebrows, and the sudden low voice made the little fat man sweat again.

From the very beginning, it did not make the sound of spiritual seeds. Not to mention the slow sales, it was still a money-losing product. However, until Ye Guilan appeared, the little fat man discovered that the business opportunity for spiritual seeds was here.

You can use spiritual seeds to exchange for Ye Guilan's pills.

The little fat man stared at the small box in Yue Wuzheng's hand and couldn't help but feel the pain in his body. It was what he used to make a deal with his aunt. Why did the little ancestor also want a spiritual seed?

It does indeed hide spiritual seeds. Just kidding, although the little ancestor is from the Xuanhui clan, he is not a pharmacist!

My aunt’s elixir is so fragrant!

Feeling Yue Wuzheng's increasingly depressed emotions, the little fat man subconsciously said directly, "Sell! Of course I sell!"

My aunt's elixir is fragrant, but it wants to live more.

Another box was taken out.

The moment Yue Wuzheng saw it, his temples jumped and he really hid it.

When the little fat man handed over the box, he was about to cry.

Those eyes were fixed on Yue Wuzheng. When he opened the lid of the box, he felt as if a piece of meat had been taken away so forcefully.

Why is life so miserable!

This is... a phantom spirit species!

The moment Yue Wuzheng saw it, he was stunned.

The corners of his eyebrows jumped several times. The reason why he came to see Fatty was because he wanted to find some good things for his little wife, but he really didn't expect that Fatty actually had a spirit seed at the level of a fantasy god?

How on earth... did he get it?

Yue Wuzheng's sharp eyes glanced over, and the little fat man said heartbrokenly, "Don't ask, I won't tell you. If you want to buy...I'll just sell it."

Its phantom spirit species is heartbreaking!

"I'm not interested in knowing either." Yue Wuzheng spoke in a low voice and closed the lid of the box, "Tell me what the price is."

The little fat man stood there and smiled bitterly. Thinking about his mask last time, he could only sigh and said, "Although you are a spiritual species, little ancestor, you also know where the level is."

Thief's eyes rolled around, "I won't make you money, but you can't make me lose money either."

The young man smiled and said, "That's all."

The two talked for a while, and Yue Wuzheng put on his mask again and walked out with the little fat man. He had a very gentle smile on his face, and the little fat man continued to wipe his sweat aside.

"Little ancestor, if you don't have anything at home, why bother digging things here..." After the little fat man finished speaking, he smiled bitterly and began to wipe his sweat again, "I am a businessman, and it is not easy for me to have seniors and juniors.

I can't make much money every time I work with you, so it's hard to make a living."

"Don't use these excuses to deceive me." Yue Wuzheng said coldly, "If what you earn is not enough, I don't mind sharing some with you."

"No, no, no, I'm just joking."

The little fat man kept wiping his sweat, hoping that it would be best to send this ancestor away quickly and not encounter him again.

Thinking about that phantom spirit seed, the little fat man still couldn't help but feel heartbroken. He could obviously make more!

It was specially kept for doing business with my aunt, but it was just taken away by this little ancestor.

What a bitter life!

"Little Fatty!"

A call, like the sound of nature, made the little fat man look up instantly.

Ye Guilan saw it from the second floor window and waved to it happily.

Ye Guilan was a little stunned when she saw the little fat man's eyes as if he were a relative when he saw her. What's going on?

Great aunt! It’s actually great aunt!

The little fat man looked up at Ye Guilan with tears in his eyes and stopped.

Yue Wuzheng looked at the little wife and realized that she also knew the fat man.

"Come up, little fat." Ye Guilan waved to it. It was really nice to meet it here, just to see what good things it had.

The little fat man nodded with some choking, and came to Ye Guilan on the second floor, "Auntie, it's been a long time, I miss you so much."

Ye Guilan laughed out loud, "Oh? Do you really miss me?"

The little fat man nodded quickly. When Yue Wuzheng heard the word "aunt", he instantly understood that the "aunt" the fat man just mentioned was referring to his little wife, Ye Guilan.

Thinking about its excited whisper just now, this fat man couldn't make much money using Gui Lan's elixir.

"It's hard to see you. Do you have anything good to offer?"

Ye Guilan looked at the little fat man with a smile, but he didn't expect it to burst into tears. It's gone, my aunt, it's gone.

The little fat man turned his head slightly and suddenly found that Yue Wuzheng had also followed in and sat down on his own.

The little fat man blinked, wait, wait a moment?

"Take out your good stuff." Yue Wuzheng said with a smile and glanced at it, "What's that look in your eyes?"

"Little ancestor, you, you don't know my aunt... right?"

Fang Huaijin, who was sitting next to Ye Guilan, couldn't help but frown when he heard this title. It was such a mess.

"Little ancestor?"

Ye Guilan looked at Yue Wuzheng in surprise. The young man snorted, and the little fat man blinked his eyes and squeezed out a few tears.
Chapter completed!