Ye Fan flew on the bed as usual every day, with the two senior sisters standing on both sides holding swords.
The second elder and Master Xieyan sat on the bed in a daze, and occasionally let out a strange and creepy laugh.
"Hey Hey Hey……"
Fortunately, after getting in touch with each other during this period, both Ye Fan and the two senior sisters have become accustomed to it.
Although the two old men did behave a bit strangely, they did not do anything dangerous.
In the evening, a group of people came to an inn.
The shopkeeper was sitting in front of the counter and taking a nap.
It's not that business is bad.
During this period, the inn was packed every day, and the business could not be better.
It's just a bit boring.
Watching a lot of money flow into your account every day will inevitably become boring after a long time.
In the words of the shopkeeper, after looking at money for a long time, it is just a number.
At this moment, he finally understood the artistic conception of "treating money as dirt".
"Shopkeeper, please open a room for me!" Just when the shopkeeper was bored, a voice came from in front of him.
The shopkeeper looked up and saw a chubby young man looking at him impatiently, his eyes full of superiority and contempt.
In fact, the artistic conception cannot simply be described as fat, because this young man's waistline has almost caught up with his height...
However, the way this fat young man is dressed makes him look like he is extremely wealthy.
Needless to say, there are all kinds of valuable ornaments on my body, even my teeth are inlaid with gold...
It just smells like damn shit all over my body!
The shopkeeper is also a man with a bad temper. Naturally, he was very unhappy to be treated with such an attitude and tone by a fat man.
"Okay!" the shopkeeper replied with a smile on his face: "Young master, it's a coincidence that you came here. We just have the last room left here. You are so lucky!"
Although the shopkeeper felt very unhappy, as a professional shopkeeper, he still had basic professional qualities.
He dared to swear that it had nothing to do with whether the other party had money or not!
At this moment, Ye Fan and others happened to come in.
"Shopkeeper, please help us open five upper rooms." Ye Fan came to the counter and said politely.
"Four rooms are enough." The second elder added: "Master Xie Yan and I live in one room."
"That's right!" Master Xie Yan nodded affirmatively: "We still have very important things to study at night, so we can't separate!"
"You guys are late. The last room belongs to me." Before the shopkeeper could say anything, Mr. Qiu spoke first: "How can a group of poor people imitate other people's living in the room?"
His words were full of a sense of superiority and the aura of the nouveau riche, and even the big gold teeth in his mouth reflected the dazzling golden light.
Ye Fan was obviously stunned.
The clothes on oneself and others are at the level of magic weapons, far from being comparable to the mortal clothes on the other party.
How come you become poor when you reach the mouth of this ball?
"I'm sorry, guest, but the last room was indeed booked by this gentleman just now." The shopkeeper quickly apologized.
His eyes were much more sinister than this football guy, and he could tell at a glance that the clothes of Ye Fan and others were unusual.
These guys are a group of monks who cannot be offended!
Let’s not talk about whether the deal is concluded or not. If you make the other party unhappy, you may lose your life!
"Junior brother, in that case, let's find another place." Senior sister Zi Bing said lightly.
"Okay, let's go to another inn and have a look." Ye Fan replied.
Mr. Qiu's behavior is indeed annoying, but Ye Fan is not as familiar with him.
"Wait a minute." Just as Ye Fan and others were about to leave, Mr. Qiu said: "Tsk, tsk, these two beauties must be tired from traveling long distances, right? Why don't you go to your room and take a rest?"
Ever since Ye Fan and the others came in, his eyes had never left Ye Fan's two senior sisters.
Damn it, these two girls look so fucking spot on, they must be taken down!
As soon as these words came out, Ye Fan and the other five people stopped immediately.
Seeing the other party looking at him with an unkind expression, Mr. Qiu calmly took out a large bag of gold and silver and placed it on the counter.
Mr. Qiu knows that his appearance is a little bit off, but these are minor things.
After all, he has money, right?
This is not the first time he has done this kind of thing. As soon as he pays for it, the other party immediately becomes obedient and honest.
The two senior sisters glanced at Ye Fan: Beating someone up in public would be too detrimental to their image as a fairy.
Ye Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, if the two senior sisters took action personally, the entire inn would be destroyed.
The picture is not very good-looking, it is a bit disharmonious.
Ye Fan rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Mr. Qiu.
Mr. Qiu was extremely calm and even took out a bag of gold again.
Isn’t it because I don’t have enough money? I am short of everything but money!
He was very calm at first, convinced that Ye Fan would be defeated by his money offensive sooner or later.
But when Ye Fan raised his fist, Master Qiu panicked...
Wait, isn’t this right?!
How can there be people in this world who don't love money?
"Ye Fan, wait a minute." The second elder stopped him and looked at Mr. Qiu with a serious face: "This man is sick."
"That's right, the illness is not serious and needs to be treated quickly!" Master Xie Yan agreed.
Mr. Qiu became angry as soon as he heard this!
You are the only one who is sick, your whole family is sick!
Just when Mr. Qiu was about to have an attack, he suddenly met the eyes of Master Xieyan...
Master Xie Yan looked straight at him with his right eye, while his left eyeball rotated crazily.
Up and down!
Left, left, right!
Mr. Qiu's anger suddenly disappeared.
I even feel a little chilly...
He is no longer in the mood to care about anything else at the moment, he just wants to escape from here!
"Young man, you can't leave!" Master Xie Yan saw that Mr. Qiu was about to run away, so he grabbed his wrist: "Your illness is very serious, and you will die if you don't treat it!"
"Shopkeeper, find us a quiet room quickly, we need to save people quickly!" The second elder said to the shopkeeper seriously.
The shopkeeper was confused and didn't react for a while.
"Hurry up, life is at stake!" Master Xieyan turned his head and urged.
"Okay, you two come with me!" the shopkeeper responded quickly.
The monk makes a request, do you dare not agree to it?
Mr. Qiu was so scared that he was speechless.
He could only shake his head desperately, his eyes full of pleading.
However, it was of no use, and he was dragged behind by the two uncles...
After the shopkeeper left, Ye Fan was in trouble.
Looking at the posture of the two old men, they may not be able to leave for a while.
Wait until they are done before looking for other inns, as there may not be any available rooms.
After a while, the shopkeeper came back with a strange look on his face.
That expression was like seeing some terrible scene.
"Shopkeeper, come on, come on." Ye Fan smiled and waved to the shopkeeper.
"Sir... you, what are your orders..." The shopkeeper walked over bravely.