The little boy is chubby, with legs and arms like lotus roots, and a pink complexion. Two round rouges are painted on both sides of his cheeks, slowly turning on his face.
He wears a gold lock collar around his neck, copper bracelets on his wrists, a red bellyband in front of his body, and a pair of tiger-head boots.
The child's eyes were dark, as if black oil was flowing.
The two waiters in the small shop bent down and saluted: "Thank you neighbor for visiting me."
"These two little guys are so fun, they belong to me!"
The boy with a bellyband bent down, picked up the two little figures with both hands, held them in his hands, and kneaded them gently.
The two little people struggled desperately, but they couldn't get out of the child's hand no matter what.
"Be bold!"
"presumptuous!"
The cricket warrior and the grasshopper warrior shouted together, turned around and pointed their spears at the boy with a bellyband.
The boy with a bellyband smiled and looked at the Cricket Warrior and the Grasshopper Warrior, then looked at Li Qingxian and said, "I want these two too."
Li Qingxian looked at the dark-eyed boy with a bellyband, without saying a word, and secretly ordered Zhou Hen to collect the subcutaneous blood from everyone's intestines.
The fainting young woman had woken up and was sitting quietly on the bench, leaning against the table, her head hanging down.
"What are you talking about, are you going to give it to me? I'm here to bless you. If you don't want it, you'll get a spanking." The boy with a bellyband said with a smile.
The waiter in the shop who was caught by the boy with a bellyband said: "I'd like to tell this young master, if you like it, you can take it. However, Cricket and Grasshopper have bad tempers, so you have to be careful."
"You want you to talk nonsense?" The two rouges on the bellyband boy's face suddenly turned black. He opened his mouth and saw that the mouth was covered with dense sharp teeth from the edge to the throat. He bit off the talking waiter's head in one bite and chewed it crunchily.
Get up, finish eating, throw the whole body into your mouth, and finish eating.
The boy with a bellyband wiped his mouth, and the black on his face turned to carmine. He smiled with a row of small white teeth and said, "Give it to me, okay? Don't be too stingy."
The remaining waiter said: "Young master, what do you want? As long as you ask, I will try my best to satisfy you."
"I want you!" The bellyband boy swallowed the second little person in one gulp, chewing it with a dark face and a smile. After eating, his cheeks turned red again.
"Be bold!"
Cricket Warrior and Grasshopper Warrior shouted loudly and stepped forward with their spears higher than the threshold, pointing at the boy with a bellyband.
The bellyband boy looked at the two insect warriors with a smile and said with a smile: "What a fierce little thing, I like it. Hey, who is that, give it to me."
Li Qingxian didn't answer at all. He took out a large amount of life materials and used everyone's abdominal blood as the main material to create a long human intestine, green and gray in color, supported by a tray.
The bellyband boy's eyes widened, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth. He took a step forward, but stopped when he saw the two strong men.
"Mine! Mine!" the bellyband boy shouted.
Without saying a word, Li Qingxian took out a handkerchief and some life materials, added two substitute wooden boys, and made two faceless and black-mouthed maids.
The two little maids held the trays and walked slowly behind Cricket and Grasshopper.
The boy with a bellyband swallowed his saliva and glanced at the four tentacles of Cricket Warrior and Grasshopper Warrior. He slowly opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of sharp white teeth, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
"Give it to me!" The bellyband boy's face was full of flesh, and the two groups of carmine on his face alternately turned red and then black.
The little maid on the left smiled and said: "Young Master, since you have come to bless us, we naturally want to return the favor, but you can't ask for everything."
"I can have whatever I want. Whatever I like is mine." The boy with a bellyband grinned, and the black ball on his face slowly turned.
Everyone in the room looked at each other and shook their heads.
Some people were shocked and angry.
Han Anbo whispered: "Be more careful."
Li Qingxian nodded.
The little maid said: "That won't work, we only have this intestine. If you want everything, you are destined to not be able to eat the intestines. The worst we can do is receive the word "Fu"."
The boy with a bellyband was stunned. He looked at the sixteen bellybands with the word "Fu" on the white paper, and then looked at Li Qingxian, his eyes passing over the wooden hairpin on Li Qingxian's head.
"Okay, I want your return gift!"
The little maid said respectfully: "Thank you for your blessings from the neighbors. We specially return the greetings and salute you. I hope that the neighbors will be harmonious and no trouble will occur."
The little maid said, and threw it hard, and the tray held the hot intestines and flew towards the boy with a bellyband.
The bellyband boy laughed and stretched out his hand to take the plate.
Holding the plate with your left hand, grab the head of the intestines with your right hand and stuff it into your mouth.
Make a squeaking sound, then chew and suck, close your eyes and taste the intestines.
"Well...well..."
The boy with a bellyband hummed like a pig, and the rouge on his face became brighter and brighter.
Some people in the room felt their stomachs churning, lowered their heads, and stopped looking.
The bold ones continue to stare.
The bellyband boy swallowed the last piece of intestines, chewed it carefully for a while, then swallowed it with satisfaction, patted his belly, and burped.
"Hiccup... delicious, no, not delicious! What you gave me was fake intestines!" The boy with a bellyband stared at Li Qingxian and grinned. The densely packed teeth in his mouth were covered with blood and residue.
The rouge on his face instantly turned black.
The sixteen-character "Fu" bellybands on the white paper road move automatically without wind, rising and falling like waves.
The fog outside the house suddenly became three points heavier.
The little maid said: "No matter what, we have given you the intestines. You promised and ate the intestines. Even if you are a child and you do something wrong, you will still be spanked."
"I've lived for decades, but I've never been spanked." The bellyband boy grinned, with the corners of his mouth splitting down to his ears.
The little maid said: "You come to pray and we will return the gift. After you accept the gift, you should leave. You have violated the rules by doing this."
"Rules? Those are yours, they have nothing to do with me."
"If you don't abide by the rules, then we can naturally disobey the rules." The little maid said slowly.
The boy with a bellyband smiled and said, "Then you guys should try it. It's been going well in the mountainous area for these years."
Li Qingxian looked at Han Anbo, who shook his head.
Everyone looked at each other and didn't understand what the boy with a bellyband was talking about.
The brocade-robed merchant whispered: "Master Hou, each of us just donates one more drop of blood. Forget it, there is no need to offend...them."
"Yes, this child is not simple."
"It was just a drop of blood. He ate enough and left."
Everyone nodded.
Li Qingxian glanced at everyone with an expressionless face and said: "Now someone proposes to donate a drop of blood. So, does anyone object?"
Everyone shook their heads slightly.
Han Anbo sighed and said: "I'm not against it, it's just that I'm afraid that the other party will do it again and again."
"No, how much can a child eat?" said the Jinpao merchant.
Li Qingxian stared at the brocade-robed merchant and said, "If he wants to eat you next, we will agree."
"Then...how can that be done? He...he can't do it."