There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Chapter 163 What Belongs to Him

Li Cai was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that his strength seemed to be exhausted, and this was just a 16-year-old boy in front of him.

Did people get killed by him?

Li Cai was a little panicked. Although he usually bullies men and women, he has never been involved in a life lawsuit. What if the government makes him pay for his life?

Although he knew that this possibility was unlikely, Li Cai was still afraid. He stopped and tried to take the string of copper plates out of Ji He's hand, but he stretched out his hand several times, but Ji He didn't let go.

He closed his eyes and didn't move. He didn't know if he was dead, fainted, or just pretending.

Li Cai boldly kicked him, wanting to see his reaction, but found that Ji He still didn't move. Li Cai didn't even want the copper coins anymore, so he dragged a bed of pampas grass from the back hall and dragged him into it. After one volume, he sneaked away from the back door, found a hill at random, and left Ji He behind.

"Bah! How unlucky! That string of money will be considered as money for your life!" Li Cai spat hard, then turned and left the hill.

After Li Cai left, the surroundings gradually quieted down. Ji He was conscious, but his body was out of control.

He just lay on this hill, staring blankly at the sky getting darker, and the sound of wild wolves around him seemed to foreshadow his final ending.

The copper plate in his arms was getting cold gradually, and he wanted to hold it tightly, but he couldn't exert any strength.

Probably, I will die here today.

Thinking of this, Ji He felt more and more ridiculous that his life was ridiculous, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he had accomplished nothing.

In such despair, Ji He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the arrival of the god of death.

However, before he died, he heard a sound of horseshoes in the distance, and accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, there was also the sound of a conversation.

"Lao An, let's just leave. What about the kid who came to you to buy a bamboo whistle this afternoon?" A woman's voice spoke.

Immediately, Ji He was very familiar with the voice of the owner of the pawn shop: "He was raised by Li Cai like a dog since he was a child. Do you really think he will have the money to buy it?"

"Then who knows! At least it's twenty copper coins! This bamboo whistle is so dilapidated, it's been in our house for eight years, who else would want it? If it can't be sold, it's a loss!"

"Why should I pay for it? Back then, I brought this kid in from outside the city. The bamboo whistle was originally picked up from him. It doesn't cost money. What can I do with it?"

The pawn shop owner said it easily, but these words fell into Ji He's ears like a thunderbolt.

It turned out that the bamboo whistle was originally taken away from him by the boss privately.

Then why did he go back?Why do you want money from Li Cai?Even almost risked his own life?

Countless questions arose in his heart, but none of them could find the answer. These questions piled up in his heart, almost drowning his whole body.

Ji He stood up suddenly from the strength that erupted from his dying body. In the dark night, there was only one thought left in his mind.

I want to bring back the bamboo whistle.

That's his stuff.

"Who? Where is who?" As soon as Ji He stood up, the family who were resting next to the camp noticed the movement here. The pawn shop manager stood up first and looked in Ji He's direction.

Through the moonlight, he saw a person standing in the dark, with a pair of eyes shining fiercely.

He has grown so old that he has only seen such ferocity in ferocious bandits.

He was frightened all of a sudden, and took a step back subconsciously. However, the next second, the moon emerged from the clouds, and the clear moonlight shone on the man. Only then did the shopkeeper of the pawnshop realize that this man had asked him for a bamboo whistle before. that boy.

The fear in his heart dissipated all of a sudden, followed by a wave of annoyance. Is this kid sick? He came out to scare people in the middle of the night!

"What are you doing?" The shopkeeper yelled at Ji He in a bad tone, only to find that Ji He was motionless.

He was a little puzzled, and the fear in his heart was always lingering.

But the one standing in front of him was just a half-grown child, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Come here!" The shopkeeper felt more and more shameless, and beckoned to Jihe.

Ji He really moved, and walked towards him step by step.

But the fear in the shopkeeper's heart did not dissipate, but became more and more intense as Ji He approached. He couldn't figure out why he was afraid, and beads of sweat gradually oozed from his forehead.

If Hanshu was present at this time, I'm afraid he would have seen that the little boy was overflowing with demon energy, not to mention that mortals would be afraid, even gods would feel uncomfortable.

"Give me back the bamboo whistle." Ji He stared at the shopkeeper of the pawn shop, uttering a gloomy syllable.

Only then did the shopkeeper of the pawn shop remember that he had promised Ji He that he would wait for him to buy the bamboo whistle before leaving, and finally figured out why Ji He followed him, but a sense of absurdity arose in his heart.

He couldn't help being angry and said, "You followed me just for a bamboo whistle? Kid, do you have money? If you don't have money, you want a bamboo whistle!"

Ji He's consciousness was blurred at this time, but he firmly remembered the conversation between the shopkeeper and his wife just now, and retorted: "That whistle was originally mine."

"Your?" The shopkeeper's eyes flashed a panic of being exposed, but he quickly remembered that his family was by his side, and what he was facing was only a 16-year-old child.

The panic in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and the shopkeeper straightened his back confidently, and said, "Whoever owned it, it's mine now. If you want it, you have to take the money!"

The shopkeeper's words were sharp and piercing, piercing into Ji He's heart. He couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, roared, and rushed forward!

"You, what are you doing?" The shopkeeper suddenly took a step back, looking at Ji He who suddenly burst into flames in front of him in panic.

If he is still sensible, he should return the bamboo whistle in his hand to Ji He. After all, it is only twenty copper coins, which is not a loss at all to him.

But the shopkeeper always felt that this was just a half-grown child in front of him, how could there be anything in him that could threaten him?

This kind of arrogance and ignorance made the shopkeeper disregard Ji He even more, but he didn't expect that the next second he didn't care, the half-grown child in front of him suddenly rushed over, and then grabbed him while he was distracted. up his neck!

The shopkeeper of the pawnshop instantly felt that the air between his nostrils had been taken away. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Ji He in horror.

He wanted to reach out and break the half-grown child's hand, but he found that the other person was like a mountain, no matter how hard he tried, he didn't move at all.

Behind him, the shopkeeper's wife was also frightened by the sudden situation. After being stunned for a moment, she hurried over to help, but unexpectedly this action angered Ji He again, and Ji He suddenly let go of the shopkeeper's hand Only, firmly on the neck of the anecdote's wife!