July 17, close to noon.

Ling Ye slowly woke up from his sleep.

I don't know if it's because I've been too tired for half a month, or because some of the young man's long-planned ideas have been realized yesterday, he slept very sweetly last night.

Now that there is no one to urge, he can finally relax, ah no, it's been a long time.

The boy hummed a ditty and pushed open the bedroom door, entering his long-lost state of leisurely life—starting with eating on time.

After slowly eating a mixed meal of breakfast and lunch, the boy decided to go for a walk and eat again.

So he went out for a leisurely wandering.

The streets of the small town have not changed much from before, if you have to say,

That is, people seem to have more new things to talk about in their spare time.

As Aunt Zhang, who was chatting with her "sisters" next to Ling Ye, mentioned that all the damage caused by the small town drill would be repaired by the empire, and each family would receive a generous labor fee, as well as some abrasions from one family......

Seeing that Aunt Zhang was chatting energetically, nothing major happened in the future, at least the things that really happened had nothing to do with her as an ordinary person.

The boy felt a sense of accomplishment inexplicably, he thought that although he didn't fight against the more than 100,000 evil ghosts with those demon hunters, he had at least killed one or two monsters like bosses in the game level.

And no matter what the real situation is, anyway, he has brazenly pressed such a high hat on himself.

He was about to be an unsung hero and leave here in a low-key and arrogant manner, but at this time he vaguely heard Aunt Zhang's sudden angry scolding:

“...... I'm telling you, it's wicked, I don't know which bastard knocked me out that day...... And when I woke up, not only did that bastard not run away, but he smashed a crockpot in front of me, did he?"

These seemingly ordinary chatters made the proud teenager vaguely feel a little bad.

Until he turned his head and glanced back, he happened to see a bunch of cracks in Aunt Zhang's hand that were filled and glued together, which were really the shape of a crockpot when combined.

He only vaguely guessed something at this time, and in order to verify the ominous premonition in his mind, Ling Ye stepped forward with a curious appearance and interjected:

"Auntie, isn't this just a dilapidated crockpot, how can it be broken like this, and it has to be spliced together. Besides, there's a piece missing here?"

As he spoke, his face was not different, and he pointed straight at the irregular hole.

"Phew, what do you little devil know? This is my son, the precious antique that Zhang Ning's kid specially sent back to me from the imperial capital!"

Hearing this, Ling Ye gradually constructed the whole thing in his mind, and he felt that he should be the one who speculated, so he asked, "Just this, can't it be the one I brought back from the city center that day?"

At the same time, his fluffy face showed just the right amount of ambiguous expression.

Aunt Zhang received what she thought she meant, and immediately nagged: "Isn't it, alas, it's a pity for my baby...... The one who killed a thousand knives, if I see him again......"

"You can't see it...... I mean, that guy is such a bad embryo, he will definitely be captured by the Imperial Army. ”

The boy said with a smile, and his right hand naturally thrust into his trouser pocket, feeling the two objects in his pocket, different shapes, but with the same function.

Now the origin of both things is clear. One of them was a bead that was hidden by the wraith before the final sneak attack, and finally found by the boy;

And the other was even more bizarre, it was actually a part of the broken antique crockpot behind him. Maybe it's a bead, but it's just hidden in a crockpot? I'll study it well in the evening......

Ling Ye thought to himself, but he still maintained a normal smile on his face, and then he turned around and left under the gaze of a group of aunts with different expressions.

Where are you going next? The young man who just strung the right door was already a little confused at the moment.

After a second look, he decided to take another look at the city, which wasn't too far anyway, and to go to the repair shop to see if there were any cheap parts. You can't keep your motorcycle scrapped like this, can you?

So he went back to his garage, pushed out a rusty bike from a pile of dilapidated debris, and rode leisurely towards the city center.

When the scorching sun was in the sky, Midnight also entered the edge of the city.

Based on his long experience, it must have been less than an hour by this time.

Ling Ye didn't continue walking towards the city, he turned the front of the car slightly, and got into a dark alley.

Soon he was at the store, where he used to hang out, and then he slid through a narrow crack in the door.

This small shop is naturally a "black shop", but because its goods are really good, mainly cheap, it is also somewhat famous in the small town.

Soon, the boy came out with a large bag of things, and was about to go home to repair his car, when he suddenly remembered an incident he had heard again when he had just chatted with the owner here.

He threw the bag into the front frame of the car, and then asked softly in his mind:

[Senior sister, do you want to go to your house, I heard that there seems to be a family in the city, and someone has been shot by a stray bullet. The man's surname was also Xin. 】

[I...... I'm just an orphan, where did I come from?]

Hearing Senior Sister Xinwen speak back in ordinary words, Ling Ye fell silent.

[It's not abandonment, it's just that they're all dead.] 】

Her tone was still flat, and the boy didn't know what to comfort.

So he remained silent.

After a few minutes, the boy suddenly spoke:

"Then let's go home. ”

"Well, let's go home. ”

The man seemed to have really replied out loud.

......

The young man who returned home looked at the wall clock on the wall and realized that it was still early, so he began his arduous repair work - after all, his car was almost the same as when he bought it.

It was not easy to repair the engine, mainly to replace it with a new one.

When the boy looked up again, it was already evening, and he casually cleaned the stains on his body and finished his work for the day.

As he passed the living room, he turned on the TV, didn't care what the program was, just turned up the sound a little louder, and then walked towards the kitchen, ready to make dinner.

What should I eat today, I saw that there were not many leftovers in the morning, and I knew that I should bring some back.

Thinking about such an ordinary thing in his heart, the young man had an indescribable feeling of happiness and satisfaction in his heart.

Although in the past few years, he has always adhered to the opposite attitude towards these complicated and trivial matters.

Ling Ye, who was completely immersed in self-emotion, was still in a rare hot hand with an iron pot, but he didn't hear the news that was playing on the TV in the living room......

The boy specially made all the remaining vegetables and meat in the refrigerator into dishes, and after serving the last plate, he was about to start eating.

"Male...... Flat-headed youth...... Suspected of deliberately killing people, obstructing the military affairs of the Empire, and committing crimes such as assaulting law enforcement officers, he has now escaped...... Issuance of Arrest Warrant ......"

"Yo, how did you know I was coming back? ”

At the same time, two different voices, one after the other, reached the ears of at least the year.