One punch and one ghost, you say this is mental illness?

The stall owner was in a cold sweat, one question for ten years, what the hell, even he had to call an expert directly, it's over, it's over, Barbie Q is over.

"Are you scared?" He Yan slapped the table.

The stall owner is very hard-hearted, and at worst, he will run away after playing this game. If he loses for 100 years, he will lose for only 30 years. At worst, he will go to others to win it back.

He didn't believe it anymore, and he could still lose.

"Then, you come up with the question first." The stall owner raised his hand as a gesture of invitation.

He Yan cleared his throat and said: "This is a math problem. Listen carefully. Xiao Ming has ten apples. He opened the refrigerator and put them in, and then ate one. The next day, he opened the refrigerator and ate two more. Three days later, Xiao Ming’s friends came. Xiao Ming opened the refrigerator and took out three apples. They ate one each, and put the remaining apple back. On the fourth day, Xiao Ming opened the refrigerator and took out all the apples to make an apple pie. No flour, he ate one apple and put the others back, please..."

Before he finished speaking, the stall owner immediately shouted excitedly: "There are still five apples left."

He Yan sighed, looked at the stall owner like an idiot, and said quietly: "Yes, I have learned to answer quickly, but I haven't finished my sentence yet."

The stall owner's smug expression froze on his face, and he stammered, "You, what didn't you finish?"

"Excuse me, how many times has Xiao Ming opened the refrigerator?" He Yan said flatly.

The stall owner was stunned for a long time, and half a minute later he exclaimed: "I won't take you to play like this."

The surrounding people reacted, calling He Yan too stupid, and some secretly gave him a thumbs up.

"Which law stipulates that you can't play like this?" He Yan asked.

The stall owner curled his lips, thinking that He Yan has more capital than the old capital, which is too dark.

"I won, I will continue to make questions." He Yan smiled slightly.

The stall owner was already trembling, he shook his head: "I won't play anymore."

He Yan glanced at Er Qiu lightly, Er Qiu understood, and immediately jumped on the table and stretched out his sharp claws to cut his own neck.

The stall owner was a little disdainful, a cat?die laughing.

"I am the ancient divine beast Bai Ze!" Er Qiu squinted his eyes, bursting out with a powerful aura.

The stall owner shrank his neck and swallowed, who is this person?Bai Ze is his subordinate. Thinking of this, the stall owner could only say weakly: "Well, you can write a question."

The people around took half a step back unconsciously, the ancient divine beast Bai Ze?Could it be that this is the great hero of mankind, the notorious emissary of the waist of the ghost clan?
Many ghosts quietly glanced at He Yan, then took out their mobile phones to take a photo of He Yan, turned around and quickly slipped away, if they didn't leave, their internal organs would be lost.

As soon as the ghost who secretly took He Yan’s photo left the booth, he ran to a ghost-free corner, and quickly took out his mobile phone to send the news of He Yan’s presence in the ghost market. There is no signal.

Post: Family members, pay attention, He Yan has appeared in the ghost market, please be careful and avoid it.

Stall.

"Please listen to the question, one person never posts on Moments, but hits a celebrity." After He Yan finished speaking, he looked at the stall owner expectantly.

The onlookers looked at each other in blank dismay, this is actually a star?

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the stall owner, hitting a star?What star?
It's over, it's over, I can't think of it, Barbie Q is gone.

He swallowed, sweating profusely.

He Yan narrowed his eyes, took out his phone and looked at the time, "I'll give you 5 minutes to think."

Time passed by, and the stall owner still couldn't answer.

He Yan smiled slightly: "The time is up, I will announce the answer now."

"What's the answer?" The stall owner was also very curious, with a strong thirst for knowledge.

He Yan grinned: "Lin Gengxin."

"Lin Gengxin?" The stall owner didn't react immediately, and repeated the word to himself: "Lin Gengxin, Lin Gengxin, Zero Gengxin!"

Never post Moments, zero update Moments!I am, that is the case.

"The last question, I heard it clearly." He Yan continued without giving the stall owner a break.

"Walking on the road, Shiitake was hit by an oncoming orange. Then Shiitake yelled at Orange to die. As a result, Orange died. I asked, why did Orange die, and what is the way to not die?"

"These are two questions." The stall owner shouted.

He Yan shook his head: "It's not two questions."

The stall owner was speechless, the divine beast Bai Ze was putting its claws on his aorta, and Liu Yishou stood behind him, one on the left and one on the right.

He could only bite the bullet and continue to answer: "Because, because the bacteria killed Cheng, Cheng had to die."

"How can the orange not die?" He Yan laughed.

The stall owner scratched his head and was about to cry: "I, I don't know, please tell me the answer."

"It's fine if you spread jam on the outside of the orange, because the jam is not acceptable to you." He Yan said.

The people around were dumbfounded, the stall owner was dumbfounded, and Liu Yishou and the two were also dumbfounded.

Can you still play like this?I am!

The stall owner lost another 30 years of life, and suddenly felt that he was much older, his hair became gray, and his wrinkles appeared:

His eyes were blank and empty, and he muttered to himself, "I thought Lu Bu was already invincible. Who the hell is this subordinate?"

He Yan stood up, he didn't want to play anymore, the stall owner felt as if he had been pardoned, and sent He Yan off again and again.

After He Yan walked away, the stall owner immediately rolled up his things and ran away.

According to an insider, the stall owner who gambled for his life never appeared in the ghost market again.

He Yan now has a lifespan of 230 years, and he happily hums a ditty.

Chen Twelve and Liu Yishou were also happy for him. After this round, they were really surprised and happy.

Passing by a watermelon stall, He Yan stopped in his tracks. He reached out and patted the watermelon, making a crisp sound.

The vendor who sells melons is a little ghost. He was a melon farmer before his death. After his death, he could not be reincarnated due to various reasons, so he had to continue selling melons.

He looked at He Yan and rubbed his hands: "No sweet, no money."

"Dong dong dong" He Yan reached out and tapped the watermelon again, and listened to it with his ear.

After a while, he said: "This melon, is it ripe?"

"Guaranteed to be cooked, not sweet, no money." The stall owner smiled and cut a piece for He Yan to taste.

He Yan nodded while eating: "That's right, here are five."

"Why buy so much?" Chen Twelve asked.

He Yan turned to look at him: "Is there a lot?"

"Um... well, boss, how much is it?" Chen Twelve smiled and paid for the watermelon.

So, Liu Yi carried three watermelons, and Chen Twelve carried two watermelons.

The group of people wandered around for a long time but didn't see Taoyao, so He Yan almost forgot to find Taoyao.

He stopped and pouted and said, "I'm so tired, can I take a taxi?"

"Just, where can I get a taxi for you here?" Er Qiu rolled his eyes speechlessly.

He Yan looked left and right, as if it was the same.

While a few people were talking, there was a sound of gongs and drums. He Yan hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw a team coming from the end of the street.

The sound of the suona was loud.

But the clothes of the people in the team are very strange, no matter how you look at it, it's weird.

He Yan grinned and wanted to move forward.

"Don't run around." Liu grabbed He Yan's hand with one hand.

The strange team approached from far away, and people on the street stopped to watch.

He Yan also stood aside, stretched his neck vigorously and said, "I really want to go over and ask, what are you doing here?"