No one knows monsters better than me

Chapter 74 The New Wild Woman

"Ah-choo! Ah-choo!"

In the vegetable market, Qin Ren sneezed twice suddenly, shaking the shoulders of Sect Master Liu Yun who was following behind.

"Ah, it's okay, don't be afraid." Qin Ren rubbed his nose.

"I'm not afraid."

Yu Ling'er walked a few steps faster, went to Qin Ren's side and repeated:
"I'm not afraid."

"Well, I'll just say it."

Wan Yao Continent probably didn't have the allusion of "there is no silver 300 taels here", Qin Ren took care of the suzerain's fragile self-esteem perfunctorily.

"Someone misses me." Qin Ren sneezed again.

"Who?"

Yu Ling'er turned around to look for it, her head kept turning to the left, but she forgot to turn to the right, and her whole body turned around in a circle.

"I don't know, but it's also possible that someone scolded me."

This is Schrödinger's sneeze.

When you sneeze, an optimist will feel that someone misses him, and a pessimist will feel that someone is scolding him.

Of course, there are also special people, such as certain groups on Weibo, who feel that someone wants to rape them.

"How much is this per catty?"

"Two dollars and five."

Qin Ren squatted down in front of the booth to pick out the cabbage, which was juicy, maybe it was the same as the one who missed himself.

"Two dollars and five dollars is too expensive."

Qin Ren stood up with disgust and clapped his hands:

"Everyone sells more than one yuan."

The old lady selling cabbage laughed:

"If you search around, it's impossible to sell more than one yuan."

During this period of time, it is true that no more than one piece of cabbage was sold. It is just a "slang" in the vegetable market, which is equivalent to giving a signal, which means that I am going to bargain, so please hold on.

Next, Qin Ren squatted down again, continuing to look disgusted:
"It's so old, it looks so wilted..."

"Oh, I just picked it from the field and brought it into the city at four o'clock today. It's very fresh."

Yu Ling'er on the side also stared at the vegetable basket for a long time, and felt that it made sense, so she knelt down and looked at Qin Ren seriously:

"Yes, Qin Ren, it looks fresh to me."

"..."

How is this thing so honest...

Qin Ren couldn't say anything, so he gave Yu Ling'er a look, and Yu Ling'er closed his mouth tightly and stopped talking.

"Two dollars."

"Two dollars and five."

"Two yuan and two, it weighs two catties."

……

In the end, two yuan was sold for two. Qin Ren just stood up, and a voice behind him who seemed to be waiting for a long time also hurriedly followed:
"I also weigh two catties."

It was a woman's voice, gentle and pleasant to listen to. It should be that Qin Ren was watching from the back while he was bargaining, and he could hitch a ride when the price was negotiated.

These are all common tricks in the vegetable market, but Qin Ren vaguely felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, and when he looked back, he was stunned:
"Sister Su, are you there?"

"Eh? Little... Qin?"

The beautiful woman behind her was also stunned for a moment, and then she recognized her neighbor, and smiled politely in embarrassment:

"Sorry, I didn't recognize you when you squatted just now."

"Oh, what's the point of being sorry."

Qin Ren quite liked talking to women like Su Yu, it was very comfortable and friendly.

The clothes of the young mother are always decent and delicate. A light green knee-length skirt freely outlines Su Yu's plump body curve. The crystal clear, white and tender slender calves look a little less tight than the cardamom girl, but a little more. Very plump and soft, a pair of beautiful feet in light silver high-heeled sandals can be described as jade-like, and the nude-colored nail polish is low-key and unassuming, dotted on a neat row of toes, perfectly and naturally showing the beauty of a woman of this age Demure and mature charm.

"This is again...?"

Su Yu's beautiful oval face can be regarded as no makeup, just a little rose bean paste color lipstick, her lips are slightly parted, and the soft hair on the ears and temples is brushed, looking at Yu Ling'er with some doubts .

She had already seen two younger sisters in Qin Ren's family, one older and one younger, so why did another one appear.

"Her name is Yu Ling'er, it's me..."

Qin Ren forgot to arrange an identity for Yu Ling'er before. Thinking about it quickly, I feel that Yu Ling'er has a feeling of "more than tolerance, but not enough for Su Yu" in all aspects:

"...she is my aunt."

"Oh, that."

Su Yu thinks that the family composition of Qin Ren's family is quite amazing. Not to mention the women in the room, all of them are beautiful, and... Qin Ren himself is also handsome, and this excellent gene is passed on very stably.

"Xiao Qin, do you usually cook by yourself?"

"Well, my sister does it too, and sometimes I do it with her."

……

The two chatted casually while buying cabbage. After saying goodbye and parting, Yu Linger, who had been silent all this time, spoke hesitantly:
"Qin Ren, what is auntie?"

As a cultivator, I may know about brothers and sisters, but I don't know much about the slightly extra level of kinship among mortals.

From now on... I will be your aunt? "

"Ah."

Qin Ren personally feels that the role of "little aunt" is more suitable for Yu Ling'er, but he suddenly thought of the age issue:
"Master Yu, may I ask, how old are you this year?"

"1000 taels one hundred twenty-three."

Yu Ling'er said that in the police station at the very beginning. The two female police officers beat her to death and she didn't believe it.

But Qin Ren was different. Cultivators didn't have any taboos about age, so Yu Ling'er just told the truth.

"What about tolerance?"

"Ronger...Ronger needs to be younger."

Yu Ling'er faltered, her voice lowered.

"How much smaller?"

"She... is five hundred and one years old..."

After Yu Ling'er finished speaking, her face became hot.

Although monks don't care about age, they are afraid of comparison in another sense.

The same level of cultivation also soars, the master has cultivated for more than 1000 years, and the apprentice has only been practicing for a few hundred years. In comparison, the master's stupidity is really obvious.

However, Qin Ren naturally didn't feel anything about it. He just sneezed a few more times on the way to buy vegetables.

"Have a cold?"

Looking at the big sun in the sky, Qin Ren murmured suspiciously:

"It hasn't changed..."

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At the same time, in Longhu Community.

Gollum-

Lu Qing was pulling a big goose-yellow suitcase, his seemingly petite body exuded a mature temperament, although the corners of his thin lips were pursed with a touch of coldness, but his eyes were full of joy and anticipation. Walking in the second unit, the steps became lighter and lighter.

And when she really got to the downstairs of the unit, her figure gradually stopped, and her eyes were attracted by the two little girls beside the swing.

One big and one small, one five or six years old, one twelve, three or four years old.

The younger one is as cute as children of the same age, and the older one is far more beautiful than ordinary little girls.

A light blue dress, white socks with frills, black leather shoes, long hair that almost reaches the waist is loose but not messy, the tips of the hair are neatly tucked into a slightly curled inner button, and a small watermelon hairpin is pinned to the bangs, with a belt The oval face with a little cute and childlike is as delicate as a doll.

The little one is pushing the big one on the swing, and the big one is teaching the little one to sing.

"Sunshine Rainbow Little White Horse~"

"Sunshine Rainbow...Little White Horse..."

“Fried Chicken Watermelon Picking Cotton~”

?

It's really a weird song, but these days the Internet is so developed that it's understandable for children who are not sensible to sing and play.

Lu Qing originally just looked at the little girl a few more times, but after getting a little closer, surprise flashed in her eyes.

Because she found that the girl was wearing a ring of telephone cords on her wrist.

There was a copper-colored key hanging on the gray telephone rope, and when Gu Qing looked down, it was the same as the one in his right hand.

Also the gray telephone cord, and the copper-coloured key.

Is it a coincidence?

Not impossible, but probably not right now.

Because when Gu Qing raised his head, the little girl on the swing also cast her eyes on her, her clear eyes were motionless, then her feet slowly rubbed against the ground, she jumped off the swing, and went straight to Gu Qing. Qing go.

"Yaoyao, are you not sitting?"

"Well, you go home, and I will go back too."

Luo Yao instructed Tang Bobo without looking back, then stared at the key in Lu Qing's hand, then at the key on her own wrist, and came to a very bad conclusion:

【Qin Ren brought a new wild woman home again】

　It's been numb these days, the reason will be explained tonight

　　
　
(End of this chapter)