Chapter 6 - The Old Man Goes Out

"Dad, are you going out? The outside is not peaceful recently. A week ago, there was an incident of monster beasts breaking into the city. Tong City is a small city with a small number of martial artists. Why don't you just rest at home? You can just wait for your 100th birthday peacefully."

As Yang Song was about to go out of the compound, Gong Xueqing, who was about to leave, quickly persuaded him instantly.

"I will go out for a meal," Yang Song replied.

Gong Xueqing: "Then should I call two warriors to join you? We also have shares in the restaurant where you eat. What do you want to eat? I can call them to arrange immediately."

"Why so many things? Your father is in good health now, don't let people follow me. Since getting old, I have not been shopping in Tong City for a long time. Any changes outside are all because of what others are saying. It just happens that I am in a good mood today, so I want to go out and have a look."

After Yang Song left these words, with one hand behind his back and the other hand clutching on his walking stick, he strode towards the outside.

At this moment, which part of him still looked like a centenarian?

Quite a few Yang Family juniors who had just left the compound and had not gone far were surprised when they saw Yang Song suddenly come out.

"Father has not been out for a long time, right?"

"Yeah, what happened today?"

"It should be said that since yesterday, father has become strange. It gives me the feeling that he has become younger overnight."

"Before, when we wanted to take him out, he was not very willing, but he went out by himself today."

"Father has a stubborn temperament. Every time he went out in the past, he would provoke some women's harassment. Maybe he has figured out a way recently."

"Well, let's go."

These juniors whispered to each other.

As for Gong Xueqing, how could she rest assured since Yang Song went out alone like this?

She immediately took out her mobile phone, dialed a number, and arranged for two martial artists to follow him from a distance.

"Selling Abyss Soil, 500 dollars per catty. It has a great effect when plating leeks, you can cut a bunch every hour. The flowers that are planted in it will have a refreshing fragrance and stimulate hormones!"

This Abyss Soil had a dark red color. Just as its name implied, it was the soil taken from the abyss, its red color looked just like it had been dyed red by blood.

This soil contained some unique substances, therefore, the plants cultivated with it would indeed have great improvement in terms of both taste and effect.

Yang Song had planted leeks in it before. The effect was quite good, after eating, the strength could be increased by a considerable amount.

"Mutated sheep whip! 10,000 dollars per unit, just taken off this morning via the latest insulation technology. It's still hot now, don't miss it! I can guarantee that after eating, your strength and energy will become rich and vigorous!"

Sheep whip!

This was a very common ingredient.

The color was dark black. It was a hybrid between ordinary sheep and a sheep-shaped monster. After a.d.u.l.thood, the sheep whip would become very large and rich in collagen. After ordinary people ate it, they might even become warriors.

In order to become a warrior, Yang Song tried this thing many times before. But it was a pity that he did not become a warrior, instead, he made three sons in a daze.

Now, with his hands behind his back, Yang Song walked slowly along the street. When he looked at these familiar commodities, he was full of emotion. He had not been out of the house for several years. Now that he came out, only he himself knew that there were not many people.

Before, when those vendors saw him coming out, they would trot over passionately, clamoring to sell him things.

Now, there was no movement at all.

Of course, during this period, some vendors also noticed Yang Song, but…

"He's already this old, isn't he afraid of falling down when he comes out to shop alone like this?"

"He's getting older, so he needs more supplements. Why don't I sell it to him?"

"Forget it, forget it… What if when I really go to meet him, he suddenly falls down to the ground? I will be over by then!"

It was precisely because of this kind of thinking that the vendors did not take any action.

Actually, along the way, Yang Song was not completely idle either. His Eye of Insight had always been active.

"Huh, this is…?"

Ten minutes later, Yang Song's eyes brightened abruptly. His pace timely stopped and focused on a middle-aged man's booth.

This man was wearing a black hat with wicked eyebrows. He was selling a pet beast. It was a golden-haired mouse. When Yang Song scanned it, a red circle appeared on the mouse's head.

Species: Golden-Eyed Mouse

Combat power: Ordinary monster

Talents: hole drilling (99), treasure hunting (80), wisdom (50), comprehension (10), language (50)

There were five talents in total. But the value above was higher than anyone Yang Song had seen in the past two days.

"The hole drilling talent and treasure hunting talent are extremely heaven-defying. Especially the treasure hunting talent. If I buy it, wouldn't it be equivalent to buying a cash monster cow?"

Yang Song took a deep breath.

In his heart, the Golden-Eyed Mouse had already caught his heart. But on the surface, it looked like he did not care, walking slowly in the direction of that vendor.

This scene happened too quickly.

The vendor froze in place for a second before reacting, shouting loudly, "Catch the thief! A bastard is robbing my pet! Help me catch him…"

While shouting, he also got up to chase after the thief.

But after less than two meters, he staggered. He was obviously a middle-aged man and looked quite strong, but he fell to the ground with a thump like a princess instead.

People came and went on this street. But when they saw the man robbing the pet rushing towards them, they dodged one after another.

This world was very interesting. When chasing a thief, if the chaser accidentally injured someone else instead, the chaser had to be responsible for that. So not only was it useless to be brave enough to do something like this, it was not even something good. Maybe they had to go to lawsuits at that. Hence, who would be so idle to find trouble?

The robber might be more secure. He felt that Yang Song was very old and weak since he even needed the help of a walking stick, overall, this old man did not pose any threat to him. When he ran away, he happened to rush towards Yang Song!

"Get out of the way, if you don't want to get involved, get out of here!"

"Get out of the damn way, that damn old man, what are you doing stupidly?"

The robber's eyes widened, his mouth kept roaring, and some people shopping around really stepped aside to give him the way.

"You dare to snatch something that this old man fancies?"

Yang Song's old and wicked eyes narrowed slightly. When he used his eyes to scan him, this guy was not even a martial artist. After cultivating for a day, was it not very easy to trap him?

Yang Song deliberately turned to another side slightly, but his body was fully prepared. When the robber rushed past, Yang Song seemed to inadvertently stretch out a foot.

Bang!

The robber ran for joy, but he inexplicably stumbled, his whole body rose into the air before he fell to the ground fiercely.

The Golden-Eyed Mouse that was caught by him was not scared by the sudden change of situations either. It took the opportunity to break free.

The mouse's eyes swept around. After seeing Yang Song, the little guy's eyes lit up and rushed into Yang Song's arms with a swish. It rubbed Yang Song with its head from time to time, and its mouth squeaked nonstop.

On both sides of the street, the passers-by who had dodged just now were dumbfounded. Their eyes widened one by one.

"F.u.c.k, this old uncle did that?"

"The movement of stretching his leg just now was very neat!"

"Uncle is awesome."

"His hair is gray entirely, and the wrinkles on his forehead can even trap mosquitoes. Isn't he afraid of breaking his legs?"

"Amazing!"

"It should be that the robber is too useless. He was so arrogant earlier, but the result is that he has to eat shit!"

Quickly, remarks also appeared in the crowd.

The robber, who was lying on the ground and in constant physical pain, had the urge to vomit blood after hearing this. He was also a quasi-martial artist. But he tripped over by a 100-year-old old man today?

If this matter spread out, what face would he look like?

The consequence was absolutely unbearable. He got up from the ground with difficulties and stared at Yang Song fiercely with bloodshot eyes.