Haezhi's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he hurriedly said: "Throw it here quickly!"

Xiao Shitou smiled and threw the fish into his mouth. He opened his mouth wide and swallowed it immediately. Then he smacked his lips and said, "Not bad, not bad, it's really good. Do you have any more?"

"No, there's only one left. I still want to eat. I'm going to starve to death. Aren't you even less able to eat?" Xiao Shitou spread his hands.

"Then why is it so difficult!" Haechi's eyes flashed, "I'll help you catch it!"

As he said this, his body swayed and he immediately sank to the bottom of the river and went to catch fish.

Without a stick of incense, as the river rolled again like a boiling pot, countless fish and shrimps jumped up from the river, and some even jumped under the nose of the small stone.

Immediately afterwards, the Haechi emerged from the river and said angrily: "Is that enough?"

"How many fish will Uncle Haechi eat?" Xiao Shitou asked when he saw the lively fish on one bank.

"Yeah! Eat three, no, ten!"

"Okay!" Xiao Shitou only picked up fifteen fish and left some shrimps, and then said to Xie Zhi, "Uncle, please send these back to the water. Otherwise, we won't be able to eat them, and they will be given away in vain.

Take your life."

"What a hassle!"

Hae Zhi muttered, but still slowly sank into the water as Xiao Shitou said.

As a whirlpool rolled up on the river, a whirlwind immediately rolled up on the river bank.

So, when the whirlwind disappeared, except for those picked up by small stones, all the other fish and shrimps were returned to the water.

There were fish again, and Xiao Shitou hurriedly collected the fish and shrimps. After working for a while, he put them on the fire again and grilled them.

He had just finished his work when the Haechi emerged from the water again.

However, when he came out this time, he looked at Xiao Shitou with a majestic look and said, "Let me ask you, what is your name? Where are you from? What are you doing here..."

"You have to tell me the truth, otherwise, my horn will penetrate the hearts of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight speakers, and you will be the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!"

After hearing this, Little Shitou rolled his eyes secretly and muttered: "Here we go again."

"Speak quickly!" Haechi continued to ask.

"Ahem, can't I say that? My name is Xiao Shitou. I am the son of Shi Wanwan of Shijia Village. I was abducted by a Taoist priest when I was two years old. I am now eight years old. There are thirty-eight people in my family, except for me.

I was burned to death by the fire. The fairy sister took me to Crow Mountain because of my pity, but I was brought here by that tall man who spoke with a milky voice..."

At this moment, an angry voice was heard from the side: "Who do you think is tall and has a baby voice? Who do you think I am? You are so shameless in talking about people behind their backs!"

Following this sound, Xia'er flashed out of the woods.

When he first arrived, Xiao Shitou was collecting fish and shrimps and didn't notice him. He was just wondering when he heard Xiao Shitou answer Haezhi's question like this. He immediately got angry and jumped out from behind the big tree!

Seeing his sudden appearance, Xiao Shitou was stunned for a moment, but immediately stood up, looked up at him and said, "Am I right? You are taller than the fairy sister, and you look even bigger than her.
Chapter completed!