While the spirit game is in progress

"Don't you have any sympathy?" The old lady complained dissatisfiedly, "If an old man of this age asks you for help, shouldn't you immediately soften your heart and want to help? Why do you still have the time to analyze what the other person said?"

"Because I have brains." Ye Dill said without changing expression.

old lady:"……"

Although I wanted to refute it, I had to admit that what the other party said was right.

Those people she had fooled before, she did laugh at them more than once for being brainless.

But when these words came out of the other party's mouth, why did it sound so uncomfortable to her.

"What are you stopping me from doing, why don't you just say it directly." Ye Dill touched her hair casually, her tone calm, "If you want supplies, I'm sorry, I don't have any."

"Look at the big backpack behind you. I also know that you don't have any supplies." The old lady waved her hand with a look of disinterest. "I'm not short of supplies to grab your things."

"Then what do you want?" Ye Dill raised her eyebrows slightly, "props?"

"You are indeed a girl with some brains." The corners of the old lady's slack mouth raised upwards, revealing an inconspicuous smile, "Give me all the props on your body, and I will let you go."

"You look like an old lady without much brains," Ye Diluo also laughed, but her eyes were calm and unsmiling, "Why should I give all the props I have worked hard to And you?"

"Little girl, don't you know that you respect the old and love the young?" The old lady's face collapsed, and her loose skin seemed to droop even more. "It's not polite at all to say that about an elderly person."

"It's the end of the world, and you're still so particular." Ye Dill stroked the broken hair on her temples, and said indifferently, "What's more, you're going to rob me, can't you expect me to be polite?"

The old lady snorted coldly, dissatisfied with Dill Ye's attitude.

But she didn't continue to pester the topic of impoliteness, but said: "Any prey I fancy has not been unsuccessful. If you don't want to suffer, you'd better hand it over obediently."

After finishing speaking, she knocked heavily on the crutch in her hand. The dull sound of the wooden crutch hitting the concrete floor actually carried a faint deterrent force.

"I have a question to ask." Ye Dill suddenly changed the subject.

The old lady narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked up and down Ye Dill like an inquiry: "You should ask."

"Why do you want so many props?" Ye Dill's tone was extremely sincere, "After all, you seem to be very old, and you can't live for a long time, and getting so many props can't extend your life. Don't you want Will it be buried with you when you die? If so, I advise you not to, because it is easy to be dug up by robbers."

"You stinky girl!" The old lady turned up the volume instantly in anger, and the loose skin on her face trembled a few times, "I think you don't know what to do, you want to suffer a little bit!"

Ye Diluo's face darkened in an instant, her eyes were cold, and her tone was also cold: "I don't want to be an enemy, and I don't like to fight, but if you insist on stealing my things, I don't mind giving it a try."

"So, do you really want to be brave with me?" The old lady sneered, "You stinking girl."