"Second Elder, is something wrong?" Ye Fan looked at the Second Elder standing at the door of the bedroom, feeling a twinge of pain in his balls.
I’m afraid that the other party will say, ‘It’s a bit boring at home, let’s go out and play’…
"Can you buy some watermelon later?" The second elder said a little embarrassedly: "I want to eat watermelon."
"Okay." Ye Fan responded and went out.
As long as you don't go out and cause trouble, it's all easy to talk about!
Not to mention watermelon, if you want to eat Runtu and Xun, I will get them for you!
A fruit stall not far from Ye Fan’s residence.
The owner of this stall is an old man in his seventies, who seems to be honest and honest.
Zhang San was very satisfied at the moment.
Whether it was suppressing his cultivation or disguising his appearance, he was very successful in what he did.
The patrol came back and forth several times today, but didn't find any flaws.
certainly.
He was setting up a stall there conscientiously, and the patrolmen would not stare at him without incident.
After haggling with a woman for a long time, Zhang San sold several kilograms of bananas again.
Zhang San is an extremely strict and serious person.
Although he pretended to set up a stall just to monitor Ye Fan, since he did it, he must do it to the extreme!
It can be said that he has completely integrated himself into the role of the fruit stall owner.
Even after the woman left with the bananas, he was still a little aggrieved.
My bananas are so big and so fresh, but you still think they are expensive!
Really ignorant!
It was already evening, and the number of guests gradually increased.
Zhang San was thinking while doing business.
Through these few days of observation, he discovered a pattern.
This time the target prefers to go out to buy groceries by himself, and will buy some fruit to eat every time he goes back.
So today he specially bought a batch of good fruits and came here to set up a stall.
He believed that after the target saw these fine fruits of his, he would definitely be tempted to buy some back.
It's just that this job is somewhat boring.
In fact, he had some opinions on his young master's plan.
It is true that people in the imperial city are not allowed to kill people casually, but this usually refers to the powerful and powerful.
The people at the bottom are no longer in this category.
It's not that the royal family doesn't care, the problem is that it's not practical.
For example, if his target this time is an ordinary citizen, as long as his hands and feet are clean, there will be no trace at all.
Even if some mortals commit crimes, they may not be able to detect them, let alone a monk like him?
He can even easily kill an ordinary person in front of a group of mortals, and other mortals can't even notice.
He didn't understand why the young master had to wait until the other party left the city before taking action.
Wouldn't it be over if we just do it?
Why is it so troublesome?
Thinking of this, Zhang San suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
A bold idea came to his mind!
yes!
The target this time is just a mortal with no cultivation, and the monks around him are only golden elixirs at their highest.
I can completely solve it without anyone noticing!
As for their sect?
How can an outsider, with no connections and no connections, make waves in this imperial city?
As long as you keep your hands and feet clean, they won't be able to find any clues even if you are exhausted!
It would be difficult for a monk in the Jieying realm to deal with a few golden elixirs, even if his hands and feet were not clean!
The more he thought about it, the more excited Zhang San became!
The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed to Zhang San!
In fact, his idea can also be used to deal with ordinary powerful people, but it is difficult to implement it because those powerful people are cheering for them every time they go out.
Now that the target is weak in combat and living alone, this is a God-given opportunity?!
Zhang San himself is a person who pursues excitement.
Is there anything more exciting than killing people in the imperial city?
In fact, there are some objective reasons why he came up with this idea.
Recently, the Zhu Mansion has trained a group of monks, all of whom are more talented than him.
This gave Zhang San a sense of crisis about his work.
If this continues, your position will not be guaranteed!
After tonight, I will go back with the target's head. The young master will definitely be very happy!
When the time comes, the young master will feel that Zhang San is very reliable and must be promoted and raised in salary!
Decided!
That’s it!
Sneak in tonight!
"Huh? When did there be a fruit stall here?" Just when the killer was extremely excited, a voice came from in front of him.
The killer looked up and saw that it was his target this time!
"Young Master, you can pick whatever you want to eat." Zhang San immediately entered the scene and showed a simple and honest smile: "I grow all my fruits at home, so they are guaranteed to be delicious and not deceptive."
Ye Fan nodded when he heard this.
The fruit of this uncle looks really good, and it makes people want to eat it just by looking at it.
"Uncle, how much does your melon cost per pound?" Ye Fan pointed at the watermelon on the stall and asked with a smile.
"Five cents a pound." Zhang San replied honestly.
"Five cents?" Ye Fan frowned: "The fruit stall next door only costs three cents, your price is a bit expensive?"
Ye Fan is not short of money.
But what he enjoys is the feeling of ordinary people haggling over prices.
This is what ordinary life should be like.
"Young master, you are joking." Zhang San picked up a big watermelon and said, "Look at this melon. I'm not bragging, old man. You can't find such a good one on this street!"
Zhang San played the role of the old man selling melons vividly, both in his tone of voice and his expression.
"The melons are indeed good, but they are still too expensive." Ye Fan frowned: "You should be cheaper."
"Okay..." Zhang San gritted his teeth: "I'm going to close the stall soon, so I'll give you four cents."
"Sanwen." Ye Fan stretched out three fingers.
Zhang San suddenly felt like cursing...
Forget it……
Anyway, my goal is to kill you, so I will bear it.
"Young Master, you are really good at bargaining." Zhang San pretended to be helpless and sighed: "Three Wen is three Wen, old man, I will lose a little. So, Master, how much do you plan to ask for?"
Ye Fan pointed to the two largest ones: "Weigh these two for me."
Zhang San got up and wanted to get the melon.
"Wait a minute." Ye Fan shouted: "Does your melon stay ripe?"
"Young master, you are joking." Zhang San picked up the watermelon and patted it: "My old man is very conscientious in business, but I can still sell you raw melon eggs?"
"Okay, this is what you said." Ye Fan muttered: "If things don't work out later, I will have to find you. Anyway, my home is not far from here."
"Young master, feel free to eat it." Zhang San weighed the melon and handed it to Ye Fan: "If it doesn't taste good, you can just smash my stall."
Ye Fan paid the money and threw the watermelon into the ring.
He enjoys the daily life of ordinary people, which makes him feel that his life is more real.
As for what I just said about whether the melon is ripe or not and coming back to you, I just said it casually.
What is needed is this process.
It doesn't matter what the outcome is.
Looking at Ye Fan's leaving figure, the killer's eyes changed!
Eat, eat, eat!
These are the last two melons you eat in this world, cherish them!