When Xiao Hongbing took out all the things in his money pocket, he was shocked. Because, in the money pocket, there was not only the "chicken leg" that he had been dreaming of for a long time, but also a pile of red banknotes, and even a yellow gold coin that shimmered with golden light, which he had never seen before. Looking at a small pile of dazzling things, this is enough money to buy rations for several years! "Finally I can eat, I can finally eat." Xiao Hongbing shouted excitedly.

Just as he was excited, the red skull pattern of the money pocket suddenly lit up, and then an old voice sounded in his ear, "Have you never eaten enough?" ”

Xiao Hongbing's whole body trembled, and the things in his hands couldn't help but scatter all over the ground, sound, where did this sound come from? He looked around, but there was no one around, "Amitabha, Buddha bless." Xiao Hongbing clasped his hands in front of his chest and kept chattering.

"Do you think the Buddha will bless a thief?" The old man's voice sounded again, and this time Xiao Hongbing heard it clearly, and the voice seemed to come from the delicate money pocket.

"Ahh The sparse snowflakes are still falling, and the sky is still so gloomy, at this moment, the torn cotton jacket on Xiao Hongbing's body seems to be no longer able to bring him warmth, and a chill quickly rises from the bottom of his heart.

The money pocket that fell not far away emitted a faint red light, and the strange skeleton pattern flashed with a strange faint red light, under Xiao Hongbing's frightened gaze, the red light suddenly turned prosperous, and a vague figure appeared above the money pocket, and the figure gradually became clear, it was the old man wearing a big black windbreaker just now.

A strange and deep voice kept coming out of the old man's mouth, and if Hei Ye was there, he would definitely find that this old man was chanting a mantra. Eventually, his body became completely physical and floated gently to the ground.

The old man fell next to the money pocket, he slowly bent down, picked up the money pocket on the ground, and sighed: "It's been a long time since I haven't used this spell, it's really rusty!" ”

Seeing the object of his sheep appearing in such a strange way, Xiao Hongbing, even if he was brainless, knew that he was in trouble. He never thought that he, who had not missed for four months, would be caught by the owner when he successfully led a fat sheep. He knelt on the ground, his body trembling, and it was not the first time he had encountered that he was about to face an inevitable beating. The last time he was caught, the middle-aged man almost broke his hand, if it wasn't for Hei Ye's timely appearance to scare the other party away, I'm afraid he would have no ability to lead the sheep for a long time, let alone eat his favorite chicken legs.

The old man threw the money pocket in front of Xiao Hongbing, and said lightly: "Pick it up for me and put it back." ”

"Yes, yes." Xiao Hongbing carefully grabbed the money pocket in his hand, and took a deep look at the skull made of red lines on the money pocket, how could he not understand why the human voice could be "transmitted" from the money bag? His whole body trembled, and he carefully put a wad of coins and gold coins back into his pocket, a process that lasted for a long time. Strangely, the old man didn't urge him, and a pair of shining eyes under the brim of his hat kept looking at Xiao Hongbing.

"Okay, okay, give, here you go." Xiao Hongbing tried his best to be humble, holding the money pocket in both hands and handing it to the old man, perhaps, acting cowardly, he would be beaten later, and the other party would not be ruthless. Xiao Hongbing never thought of resisting, how could he resist with his "weather-beaten" body? Even if the other party is an old man.

The old man took the money pocket, neither did he move nor let Xiao Hongbing go, he still stood in front of him, looking at the short and skinny child in front of him.

Xiao Hongbing squatted down with his head down, his frozen red hands on his head, and his whole body curled up together as much as possible, waiting for the storm to come.

"Well, the hand is very good-looking, the ten fingers are slender, and the palm is broad, no wonder even I didn't notice that something was stolen. You haven't answered my question yet, have you? ”

Xiao Hongbing raised his head subconsciously, he saw the old man's wrinkled face again, the old man had no expression on his face, and was staring at him, "What, what's the problem?" ”

The old man frowned slightly, thinking to himself, it turned out to be a stupid boy, it's better to be stupid, isn't it just right? "I asked you just now, have you never had enough?"

Xiao Hongbing nodded, feeling that this old man didn't seem to have the intention of beating him, he couldn't help but be a little bolder, and said: "Yes, yes, I know you must be very angry, if you don't beat me, can you let me go." Although this time the sheep failed, but after all, the day is very long, Xiao Hong Bingjue still has a chance to complete the task, he will never be discouraged by a failure to lead the sheep, for the sake of his beloved steamed buns and chicken legs, he still has to continue to work hard and do his role well.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "Did I say I wouldn't beat you?" You stole my money pocket, and it seems normal for me to hit you. ”

Xiao Hongbing's face, which had just relaxed a little, became gloomy again, returned to the posture of holding his head in his hands, lowered his head and said, "Then, can you not hit my hand." ”

The old man was a little surprised and asked, "Why?" ”

Xiao Hongbing whispered: "Because, because I still have to lead the sheep, if my hand is broken, I won't be able to lead the sheep, and if I can't lead the sheep, I won't have steamed buns to eat, and I will be beaten by Heiye." ”

"Sheep? Black master? The old man just flickered slightly, and then he understood what it meant to lead the sheep, and he also understood that the black master was the head of the silly boy in front of him. He had a funny feeling in his heart, the thief was caught by the owner, and he actually asked people not to hit his hands, this stupid boy in front of him is really stupid!

"It's still light to beat you, with my identity, even if I kill you, no one will trouble me, believe it or not."

Xiao Hongbing was startled at first, and then his imperceptible glasses narrowed, and he said, "Kill me?" Kill me, and I'll die? What it's like to die, can you tell me first? Isn't it going to hurt to die, and there will be no steamed buns to eat after you die. ”

The old man suddenly felt that his mood seemed to be much better when talking to this silly boy. However, the old man could never have imagined that the thin boy in front of him, who asked him what it was like to die, would become the "living king of Hades" on the rivers and lakes more than ten years later, and become the person who sent him to hell.

"Do you want to be full?" The old man decided not to rub on with Xiao Hongbing anymore, and went straight to the point.

Speaking of eating, Xiao Hongbing's expression suddenly eased and came to his senses, the steamed bun he ate in the morning had already been digested in the cold weather, his stomach gurgled, he raised his head, looked at the old man stupidly and said, "I want to!" I want to be full. Either you can give me one of those red coins, just one is enough. At the thought of chicken legs, Xiao Hongbing's saliva flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

The old man said, "I won't give you money, but if you want to eat enough, come with me, I'll let you eat enough, and besides, I won't beat you." ”

Xiao Hongbing's eyes lit up, in the morning he just wanted to be taken away like a girl, and his wish came true, he asked carefully: "Really, can you really let me eat enough?" ”