Since that day, the bald head hasn't eaten anything again.

He came out at sunset every day, carrying a pile of money, and under the cover of night, he came to the mahjong parlor near my chicken miscellaneous noodle shop on Huaihua Street, and it was an all-night gamble.

Every time he entered, he shrunk back, and when he went up to the second floor, he was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. But at the beginning of the hearty gambling game, his spirit was stimulated, and at the same time, the bald stomach was also "eating" very satisfied.

He gambled game after game until the sun came out the next day, when he came out of the mahjong parlor.

Stretching, he returned to the guest house.

Winning money every time, such a day is so beautiful, more and more money, and it is easy to come, and soon, under the bed in the guest house, in the cabinet, and even on the ground, there is also money full.

The bald head was afraid of being discovered, so he refused the waiter's daily routine cleaning.

With money and a bald life, nothing has changed, he still follows the previous schedule, returns to the hotel and sleeps upside down, and then goes to the mahjong parlor to stay all night.

He is very satisfied with this kind of life.

On this day, when he got up from the bed again, his feet suddenly went limp, and his whole body fell to the ground.

He subconsciously wanted to get up, but his feet seemed to belong to him, and he had no strength at all.

He grabbed the edge of the bed hard for a long time before he sat up.

The bald head sat on the edge of the bed, gasping for air.

There was a lot of sweat on my forehead, like it was raining.

Looking down, he looked at his trembling legs, and knocked them, but he didn't have any strength at all.

He sat like this for a long time before he finally regained a little sensation in his legs.

When I got up again, I could already walk, but my body was heavy, and every step I took was like stepping on cotton, and it took a lot of strength.

Finally came to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and wiped his face.

When he looked up at the mirror again, the bald head himself was startled.

The man in the mirror is as skinny as wood and his face is like ashes.

After gasping for a breath of cool air, the bald head almost lost his feet again.

He held himself to the doorknob and looked at himself in the mirror in horror, his dry skin, sticking to his face like a fallen leaf, like a skeletal monster in a Western horror movie.

The bald head paused, and quickly took off his shirt.

He saw that his body was also completely skinny and bone, and the whole person looked like a walking skeleton.

He suddenly realized that he hadn't eaten in days.

These days, he wandered around the mahjong parlor every day, and the people inside were spitting fog, and his whole person seemed to be caught in a sea of happiness, completely forgetting to eat.

At this moment, looking down at his flesh and skin, which had no fat at all, his bald head panicked. He fumbled his way back to the bedside, picked up his phone and ordered a lot of takeout.

Half an hour later, looking at the various outside snacks on the coffee table, the bald head did not open any of them.

Because, just by smelling the disgusting smell of the food through the bag, his stomach was sour.

He was hungry, but he didn't want to eat at all.

Enraged, he jerked himself to his feet and flipped all the food on the coffee table.

Then he grabbed a handful of money from the ground, stuffed it into his arms, and went out.

The bald head came to the mahjong parlor again.

The moment he entered the gambling house, the bald head felt that his whole body suddenly eased up.

After sitting down, he looked down at his arms, his skin was smooth, his muscles were elastic, and he was no different from a normal person.

Su Quan handed the bald head a cigarette, the bald head took a puff, and he picked up the card given to him by the dealer.

That night, he had bad luck.

The stack of money he brought with him, he quickly lost it.

When he returned to the guest house to get the money, he didn't forget to look at himself in the mirror and found that he had become the walking skeleton again.

The bald head was terrified.

Every pocket on his body was full of money, and that was not enough, so he found a bag that was also filled with money, and then went out again.

This time, the bald head had even worse luck.

Although he kept losing money, he still didn't leave the mahjong parlor.

Only here does it seem that he can become like a normal person. Just a few days later, the bald head finally lost the last penny in the casino.

He borrowed money from Su Quan, but Su Quan refused.

He thought of Mei Mei.

If the child is abducted and sold, he will have money again.

When he went out, as soon as he went downstairs, he saw Xia Hong.

Xia Hong asked him if he had lost all the money, and he nodded.

"It's okay, the money is gone, what I have is, you want it, I can give it to you again."

When I heard it, I immediately said yes.

And this time, Xia Hong is not so easy to speak.

"I'll give you money, and you'll have to give me something too......"

Hearing this, the bald head was stunned.

The bald head followed Xia Hong to a place, it was a strange street, and the houses were all low. There was not a single light in the windows of those rooms.

The woman came to a house with a bald head.

The bald head raised his eyes, and by the light of the moon, he found that the door was strange, and above it was the arch of a half-moon, which was rare and strange.

He had seen it for a long time and felt very familiar.

After a while, the bald head remembered that where this door was, it was a huge coffin lid.

Xia Hong, who was in front, had already opened the door, she turned around and beckoned to her bald head, signaling him to follow her in.

The bald head was scared, and he wanted to run away.

But his feet became the same as before, and he had no strength at all.

Xia Hong smiled at the bald head, and said in a faint voice: "Do you want money?" Just come in with me......"

The bald head was stunned, yes, he asked for money.

Without money, he would become a skeleton and starve to death.

With money, he can continue to gamble in mahjong parlors and live like a person.

Trying to move his left foot, the bald head followed the woman into the strange house in a marionette pose.

The woman took the bald head to a room.

In the middle of the room there was a huge wooden barrel, and the water in it was boiling hot.

After the woman sprinkled a handful of herbs from the table on the side, she turned to the bald head and said, "You go in, stay inside, you will be very comfortable......

Looking at the large basin of boiling water, the bald head shook his head:

"Are you a fool for me? This is boiling water, I will go in and you will cook it. ”

"No, you trust me."

"Why should I trust you!?"

The bald man's voice was very loud, and his emotions were much more excited than just now, and his spit splashed on the woman's face, but Xia Hong was not angry, but just asked him, "Do you still want money?" ”

"Of course!"

"Then do as I say, or you will surely die!"

The woman's attitude is resolute and non-negotiable.

Hearing this, the bald head hesitated......