Ye Chenfeng was drunk, this was the first time he was drunk.

borrowed wine to kill sorrows, but it was even more sorrowful.

He stumbled down the street, pain and grief written all over his face.

Suddenly, there was a pain in the top of my head.

He subconsciously raised his head and saw that a black square sign was hung with a corner, and a quaint word "dang" was written on it.

Looking at this quaint brand, Ye Chenfeng smiled: "Damn, it's okay if people bully me, *bullying me too!" Why don't you kill me if you have what it takes?! ”

"Young man, death is actually very simple, find a place where no one is, a rope, a kitchen knife, it is enough. But before you die, we might be able to make a deal. Maybe when you're done, you don't want to die. Just when Ye Chenfeng angrily scolded this sign, a vicissitudes and a slightly gloomy voice came.

Ye Chenfeng shuddered from this voice, his eyes skimmed, but he saw an old man in a green robe lying on his back, his face full of obscene smiles, a pair of gloomy and gray eyes, with a malicious smile, looking at himself.

"Who the are you? Shoot costume films! Seeing this strangely dressed old man, Ye Chenfeng showed a different arrogance from before.

He stretched out a middle finger at the old man and scolded: "I don't sleep in the middle of the night, come out to scare Lao Tzu?!" You're a vegetarian?! ”

As he spoke, he grimaced at the old man.

The old man didn't speak, but the smile on his face became even stronger.

"Neurotic!" Ye Chenfeng shook his hand, felt a little timid in his heart, and walked into the distance.

"Young man, please stay!" The old man stopped him.

Ye Chenfeng turned back a little timidly and said, "Old man, what do you want to do?" Want to rob? ”

"Young man, you are mistaken. Meeting is fate, so the old man wants to invite the young man to come into the shop to sit, maybe I can give you an unexpected surprise. ”

The smile on the old man's face was a little charming, Ye Chenfeng instinctively wanted to refuse, but in the end, in this smile, the words of refusal became: "Sit down, I'm still afraid of you bad old man?" ”

"Please." The old man made a "please" gesture.

Ye Chenfeng hesitated slightly, but finally thought about it, this life is worth a few cents all over his body, what am I afraid of?

Ye Chenfeng's heart was horizontal, his head was held high, and he stepped into the shop with candles.

The shop is very quaint, and the furnishings look like a pawnshop in a costume film. There is a high counter, and there is a row of treasure pavilions behind it, on which strange things are placed.

Underneath each item is a line of traditional Chinese characters with a name, role, and value.

Next to the counter are two huge pillars, on which is written a couplet in traditional characters: Shanglian is what Sijun thinks, and what you are anxious about. The next link is life and death, and life and death are difficult. The horizontal batch is a pawnshop of life and death.

It seems that the name of this shop is the pawnshop of life and death.

"Interesting, you're pretty bluffing in this shop!" Looking at the environment of this pawnshop, Ye Chenfeng laughed.

He seemed to remember something again, touched the back of his head, and said suspiciously: "But when did your store open, why haven't I seen it before?" ”

"Young people, as the saying goes, they have a fate to meet thousands of miles away. You haven't seen a small shop before, so naturally you haven't had the opportunity yet. Seeing you today, of course, is also due to chance. The old man said with a smile.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Ye Chenfeng sneered, and then said, "You guys are really pawnshops, not making movies?" ”

"Pawnshops, naturally." The old man put his hand in his sleeve and stared at Ye Chenfeng with a smile.

"What do you collect?"

"Collect everything from the living and the dead!" The old man replied with great pride.

"And what about my love?" Ye Chenfeng said as if smashing the field.

"Love? Huh"

The old man smiled, looked at Ye Chenfeng with a pair of smiling eyes, and said playfully: "Young man, do you know what love is?" How much is love worth? Do you know that there are many crazy men and women in this world who are looking for death and life for this love word? ”

Ye Chenfeng was silent, and then said: "Then I will be my conscience." ”

"Conscience? Oh, young man, do you know what conscience is? Do you know how many people in this world have given up their conscience for the sake of profit? The old man shook his head with a smile on his face.

"And what do you want?! Except for my life, I can give it to you as long as you want! Ye Chenfeng was furious, stood up, and glared at the old man.

"That's a good question, but I'm afraid that if I dare to ask for it, you won't dare to give it." The old man said with a smirk.

Ye Chenfeng instinctively retreated, but he didn't want to admit defeat, laughed, and said: "I, Ye Chenfeng, have no father or mother since I was a child, and I have no friends and lovers, which can be described as a bad life!" As long as you give me something to make me stronger, I will no longer be bullied, even if you want my life, I can afford it! ”

"Good! Young man, you have done this deal, old man has done it! The smile on the old man's face deepened, and he tapped the table lightly with his withered fingers.

Immediately, the old man stood up, walked to the counter behind him, and walked out with a dusty box.

The box was black, looking extremely quaint, and I don't know how many years it had been there, covered with a thick layer of dust and cobwebs.

"I'm sorry, the treasure of the town store, it hasn't been opened for many years, but it makes Xiaoyou smile." As he spoke, he wiped his withered hand on it, and saw that the box, which was originally full of dust, instantly became clean as a wash.

Ye Chenfeng looked at this scene dumbfounded, and then cast a little frightened gaze on the old man, unable to say a word for a long time.

The old man smiled slightly and said, "Young man, this thing in front of you now can give you everything you want." Would you like to exchange? ”

"What is this?" Ye Chenfeng asked subconsciously, his eyes on the pitch-black box, which actually emitted a layer of faint black light, absorbing his soul.

Even, he heard a popping heartbeat from the box.

"The treasure of the small shop, the heart of the king." The old man said with a smile.

"I'm going to give something." At this moment, Ye Chenfeng found that his heart was already full of longing for this black box. Now whatever costs him, he's willing.

"It's very simple, I want your six emotions and six desires! There's still a little bit of time. The old man smiled and said: "The so-called six emotions and six desires are joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, appearance, majestic posture, speech, slippery, and human desire." And after handing these things over to me, you're left with only one thing—"

"What is it?!" Ye Chenfeng spit out these three words from his mouth with some difficulty.