Chapter 17: Did he kiss his forehead?

The monk still did n’t finish eating, right, because he did n’t finish the rice in that basin, he thought silently, he would not want to eat for a long time in the future ...
Spoon also wanted to urge the monk to continue eating. The scholar could not help but pat her head: "The mortal appetite is no more than you, put down the washbasin."
"Oh ..." Spoon felt very regretful, and saw that his face was better, and said, "I saw you can manipulate the 昙花 妖, and thought you were a demon. Master forgive me. "
The monk "Amitabha Buddha" said: "It can reach the sacred flowers of the lotus flower, and the donor must be a person with no evil intentions. When he entered the guesthouse, he also saw the people and spirits here. He will not be affected by the lotus flower, but he should not stay long. Now only Song Da Without retribution, the outside monk waited for his life, and the poor monk left. "
Spoon thought about it, and nodded his head, "Remember to pay for the accommodation."
The scholar smiled, and the point was obviously not this. He asked, "Are you planning to continue to travel around the world with the flowers? Do you know that the rain of depression can make people's wills down, but everyone who can't hold on will choose one after another? End your life. The murders in town these days are thanks to you. "
The monk's face did not change, and he still had the pious look with his hands folded: "It was the poor monk's behavior. If this girl didn't intervene tonight, Song Yuan would have gone to hell."
Spoon asked, "Why did you kill him? Anyone else in town?"
"Killing people kills them. They have killed people all the time, but Yemen leaves them alone, leaving them alone. Hehua can watch people's ugly hearts and confess them until they die. Those who have not done evil will not have their lives worried. The monk silent for a moment before he said, "I was a master of the country of music, and I always took the influence of the imperial family and Purdue as my own responsibility. But one day, the prince of the country of music took 37 lives without cause, but there was no law to dare to control it. Intentional evil, and what is the law, so I left the palace to find the truth. "
The monk's tone was calm, and after reading a few more verses, he continued to say, "I traveled across mountains and waters, and wanted to ask the Buddha in the west, through the valley, and accidentally fell on a cliff, but I met this cricket demon who was heard in ancient books. So I changed it Bring it out of the valley and use it to kill many evil but impunity. In Buddhism, people do not kill, but for the poor monks, it is a kind of redemption. "
After listening to the spoon, I admired the monk in my heart. I did n’t want to be a grand master, but I became a monk, just for the sake of justice, and I hope that the world is clean and filthy. But if you think about it, she still shook her head: "The world and the six realms, but you alone, how can you really cleanse the evils of these six realms. Although the law has loopholes, it is occasionally trampled and deceived by villains. But it can't be missed. "
The monk stooped slightly and said in a calm tone: "The donor's words are correct, but the poor monk will be able to redeem the world as long as he can. One, one, two, and two. As long as the law is not perfect, my search The path of Buddha will not stop. "
The spoon immediately respected, and immediately got up: "I'm going to buy meat! No, I'll make you Lohanzhai!"
The monk is a mortal body, and after eating a spoon full of fasting dishes, his internal injuries immediately healed. Spoon up in the morning, the rain was still raining, and he sent hot water to the monk's room, and he went out again. When she cleaned the tables and chairs in the lobby and went to buy food, she heard the news that Song Song was violent this morning. The spoon was silent, knowing that the monk did it.
At noon, the monk thanked the scholar and spoon and was going to take the flowers to the next town. When going out, the rain was as normal as the rain. The monk held a twenty-four bone umbrella in one hand, holding a cricket flower pot in one hand, and left with his obsession.
Spoon stood at the door and watched him, and every time the guest left, there was an inexplicable feeling of loss. But the inn, all passers-by in a hurry.
After a scent of incense, the rain stopped, looked up, and the dark clouds covered the sky for almost half a month, finally clearing up. Everything recovers, the haze dissipates, and the sky is filled with neon lights.
The spoon evacuated the shed in the backyard, and the demons stretched their waists, wishing to squeeze the entire sun into their mouths and eat them.
In the afternoon, she thought about the next day and was about to leave for the hot spring. During dinner at night, Spoon said, "Treasurer, I want to take five days off."
The scholar paused: "Hot spring?"
"Ok."
"Ah ... I don't know what happened recently, my bones are all weak, it must be because of rainy days. I think I will go to the bubble too, and relax my muscles."
Spoon didn't think about it, "If we all go, whoever looks at the inn will not."
The scholar who was rejected because of the involvement of the third party inn was very, very uncomfortable, open, and hearty! I can only watch the spoon go to Lingquan joyfully, waiting at the inn. Think of white powder and white powder spoons swimming around in the hot steaming hot spring alone, wiping the nose ... even more unhappy!
Five days later, in the morning, the morning sun showed up.
The scholar returned after collecting the dew outside, and prepared a soup for the spoon. As soon as he entered the inn, he faintly smelled the fragrance of flowers. Pausing for a while, the spoon came back.
He stepped towards the backyard, and as soon as he entered, he saw that the peony flowers had bloomed.
The green leaves are hanging toward the dew, and the ambiguous warm sun is pouring down, such as condensed glass. The large double petals overlap, and the powder is white like a butterfly. The snow is as white as the snow-capped mountains, the pink wins the peach blossoms and the enchanting enchanting, the golden stamens of the central ring, the three colors contrast, and it is intoxicating.
He approached lightly, leaned over and looked at it. It was truly as beautiful as heaven, where on earth could he find it. In the early summer, the breeze blew, a flower was raised, and it was slightly printed on the lips. At the end, he smiled: "It's not as good as Yan Yanjin, but Tao Tao is not good."
Hearing someone knocking at the front hall, he was very reluctant to leave, but if the guest did not pass by by himself, she would probably stare at herself again later. The scholar smiled helplessly, and then got up and left.
As soon as he left, a bunch of monsters popped up in the yard, stretched his waist and absorbed the warm sunlight.
Climbing lying on the wall asks, "What is the meaning of" Yanyanjin is not as good as the peach? ""
The demon murmured ... and then collectively lost their emotions: "Illegal illiteracy can't hurt it."
After feeling sorrowful, seeing Spoon sitting beside the flower bed in a daze, he leaned in and said, "Boss, don't think about the meaning of this statement so seriously."
Spoon touched their faces and asked them seriously: "Did ... stupid student kissed my forehead?"
The crowd blinked, and the fat gourd laughed: "Boss, how did the mysterious scholar look at you, don't think too much, hahaha ... hahaha ..."
Spoon raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of sullen eyes, and he swipeed, "I did him."
The fat gourd yelled, "Boss! Boss don't do that, I'm telling the truth! Ah, no ... Boss!"
Xin Niang raised her leg: "Ahhh ~ disappear ~"
The people immediately succumbed to the violent rule of the spoon and voluntarily vowed: "The boss is mighty and majestic, and the world is number one."
Climbing and raising his hand: "Boss, what are you doing when you kiss your forehead?"
The spoon simmered for a moment, right ... what did she touch her face ... it seemed like ... her face was a little hot?
Du Juan looked at her suspiciously: "Boss, shouldn't you like a scholar?"
The spoon was messed up: "I like the tall and safe type of good guys! Scholars just run away! It's not reliable at all."
She simply got up and patted the dust of her ass, and went to work, these ruthless monsters! Where do you know her admiration for admiration!
Near the front hall, I heard the banging sound of the abacus. She lay behind the door and looked forward. Seeing the scholar lower his head and stare, his long fingers fiddled with black abacus. The spoon retracted his head and shook his head vigorously. This kind of watching felt like a kind of enjoyment. She touched her chin, did she intend to make it look real?
Thinking for a while, I heard the voice of a Yingying girl coming: "The abacus of the treasurer is so good. I can't see how busy your inn is."
The spoon looked again, and saw a big girl standing in front of the cashbox, smiling flowers shaking. Take a closer look, Yaya, this woman is not Lin Shuixian, the fat shopkeeper's daughter across from Jinxiu Inn. Is this spying on the enemy?
Lin Shuixian gathered her head, mysteriously: "Oh, let me tell you, my dad wants to buy your inn, decorate the lower facade, and change it to Jinxiu Inn No. 2. The shopkeeper is still you, and you have made half of it, and you lose After all, my dad is completely risk-free and stress-free. "
As soon as the spoon heard the flames, Lin Fat had come and talked once before, but fortunately Grandpa didn't agree. If the scholar nodded, she would, she would be him! Return number two, second uncle!
The scholar laughed, "Xie Xie's kindness, I have no plan to do this."
Lin Shuixian stared: "Why? Obviously such a good deal."
The student didn't think about it, "The name is too bad."
"..."
Spoon fist, the shopkeeper is good! Still good with Tongfu Inn! The mood was suddenly very happy, and the spoon hummed to the kitchen to pick up a vegetable basket, ready to buy ingredients. After entering the kitchen, I saw everyone outside gathered together and seemed to see something interesting. She jumped out of the window, opened her mouth, and went to watch the excitement. As a result, she saw a little girl squatting on the ground, shaking her head trembling. A closer look is a little monster.
She crossed her hips: "You honestly explain, where are you from the little monster you caught?"
Climbing and raising his hand again: "Reporting boss, just now a bright and shiny thing came from the river behind, I picked it up, it is a lotus lamp, thinking about drying it and lighting it, and I saw it incarnate."
The spoon tilted her head and looked at her, the lotus lamp ... Wasn't that the lantern that carried people to miss their loved ones and banish the river during the Lantern Festival? Such a weak demon could turn people into a good mood. She said softly, "Where are you going? May I take you back to the river?"
The lantern didn't answer. As soon as the spoon touched her head, she saw her looking up sharply, her eyes glared, her face pale and faint!
Backyard chaos:
"No! The boss scared people to death!"
"Congratulations to the boss for another scary new skill."
"You're enough! Is she fainted by herself?"
"The boss is so fierce that he won't marry."
"Ahhh ~~~"
I heard that the backyard was lively, the scholars smiled, and sighed at the end. There are so many monsters coming and going in this inn, shouldn't it be renamed the monster inn?