Chapter 2: Spoon to guard the inn

Spoon researched thirteen plans to drive the scholar away, but when she flexed her muscles to act, Xin Niang patted her shoulder and said with gratitude: "Grandpa has already returned to the country. If you scare him away, this inn will not Does anyone watch? "
A word awakened the dreamer, and the spoon was melancholy again.
The night is as cold as water, and the spoon sits on the roof to bask in the moonlight, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. She practiced on the mountain that year and was brought home by the old shopkeeper to plant it in the backyard. Fifty years had passed since she was dazzled. She is part of the Tongfu Inn, how can the Inn drop like this.
"No!" Wanting to stop, Spoon stood up, the wind blew across the border, the clothes fluttered, and the beauty confused the others. She fisted with boxing palms and said firmly, "I want to guard this inn for Grandpa!"
Fat Hulu yawned, "Boss, haven't you been guarding all the time?"
"This time is different. I used to have a little demon and a ghost to trouble me. I would kick them out in the middle of the night, but it wouldn't help me in the daytime. Look at the stupid scholar who watered the water at noon. Reopening tomorrow will be a mess. "
Du Juan asked, "Boss, what are you doing?"
The spoon made two hesitant steps, stepped forward, and then landed. She was a playful girl who cleaned the fat powder. She was in her clothes, her hair turned lightly, and she was free from a girl next door: "I'm going to apply for a second child!"
"..."
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Three shots in the sun, the spoon is almost dried at the door into peony, and I have not seen the scholar open the door. She used her sleeve as a fan to catch the rushing heat around her. After waiting another half an hour, I almost jumped into the student's room to paste his face. She sat on the stone steps in front of the door, and bored her head in circles on the ground.
The bright daylight was suddenly covered, looked up, and saw the person standing backlit, swallowed, it was the stupid scholar. How did he come through the front door? Did he never return last night? But he went out without realizing it.
Spoon's face was almost wrinkled, this guy didn't guard the inn the first night! What to do if a thief comes in and steals something is really unreliable.
The scholar smiled: "Is the girl staying or eating? Or just resting here?"
Spoon patted his and stood up, correcting him: "The lingo of the inn should be" live or be sharp ", otherwise others will bully you as a layman, eat overlord meals, and run away halfway. Also, I came to apply for second of."
After all, raised the red paper in Yang's hand.
The student smiled and asked, "How much do you eat?"
Spoon scratched his head: "Not much, one bowl at a time."
The scholar nodded happily, "OK, it's you."
Spoon is dumbfounded, it's that simple? Then it was noisy that she memorized the entire inn code last night. It was noisy that she specially learned eighteen cooking skills with her sister Cuckoo!
After opening the door of the inn, the scholar sat at the shopkeeper and took the book. The spoon stood for a while and asked, "Isn't it open today?"
The scholar nodded, "Isn't this already open?"
"... Let ’s not put a gunfire, or lion dance congratulations?"
The scholar touched his chin and shook his head: "It's too much trouble."
The spoon ripped at the corner of his mouth, well, he is not only a stupid student, but also a lazy student. Spoon was deeply desperate, and she clenched her fists silently. This inn still had to be guarded by her!
"Oh, yes, I don't know the girl's name."
"Call me a spoon."
The door opened for half a day, and no one came over. Because the cook is the old shopkeeper, so the old customer came in and saw that the old shopkeeper was not there, but he was a young man, and knew that the inn was no longer the original inn, and the food was naturally not the original taste, and immediately returned.
The spoon was so sad on the table, and fell asleep, still good before, although it will not be full, but at least some people came into the store.
Stupidly heard someone enter the shop, his nose sniffed, almost jumping up. A piece of clothes rolled off her body immediately, and she looked down. The gown was a man at all. Then she sniffed and frowned. When did the scholar wear her clothes? She didn't feel anything ... I couldn't help but think about it. When I looked back, I saw a young woman coming in, and her voice was low: "But there is still an empty room."
The scholar laughed, "Yes. Spoon, take the guests to the sky."
The spoon paused and said, "Girl, please follow me."
The woman gave a low whisper, followed her upstairs and entered the Tianzihao room. The spoon receded, thinking about the cold and gloomy atmosphere of the house.
A cluster of emerald creepers hangs down the eaves, winding down the pillar, behind the spoon, patting her shoulder, and poking her back. The spoon head did not return: "Climb and stop."
For a moment, the creeper had turned into a man, and he jumped down. He was a boy in green clothes. He peeped in and immediately shrank to the spoon. "Sister spoon, I have something urgent."
"Wait a minute." Spoons folded their hands together, their fingers were slightly entangled, and their mouths were chanting lightly, and the entire corridor was vaguely covered with white light. Then they clapped their hands with satisfaction. As soon as it comes out, wait to be caught by Tianluodi.com. "
"Sister Spoon, I really need something urgent."
"Say."
"The scholar was just carrying water."
"Ahhhhh! That idiot!" Spoon covered his face with black lines, hugged him and ran up the roof. When he looked at the backyard, the scholar just picked up half a bucket of water. She hurriedly leaned into the flower bed, threw the creeper up, and climbed tightly to the wall.
The scholar leaned down and took a scoop of water. He paused for a moment, and said to himself, "Why is there something more?" Then he poured water on them. Although this time he took a steady scoop of water, the water still popped into a ball. I patted them on the faces of the demons, without the beauty of splashing water or the beautiful lines of dripping water drops. I sipped in my mouth, "Eat."
The spoon was splashed with a splash of water, mixed with the heat of the sun, and showed no mercy. Her blush was closed, and she almost turned into a humanoid to hold the dumb and beat him a hundred times.
The demon immediately cried.
"My stomach hurts ..."
"I finally know how to get into a bad temper ..."
"Boss, you kill him! Ooooooooooh."
Spoons looked up at the sky, in terms of people's life, they are tortured by scholars for 80 years. The scholar had a good look on my face, and then left with the belly full of flower beds.
Xin Niang shook off the water on her body and asked, "It seems that there is a demon in the shop."
Spoon replied, "It's just a female ghost, not to be afraid."
As a flower demon who has been cultivated for only 300 years, and because it is a peony known as a flower fairy, the innate cultivation is quite high, and the perception is high. It is said that it is 300 years, but there are actually 700 to 800 years. Demon power, why the average little devil can't help her.
It's just that the female ghost is very safe these days, and occasionally goes out and doesn't eat anything when she comes back. The scholar didn't even ask. The spoon is dark, if you can do business, you should already ask the guests if you want to eat.
Spoon feels that there will be more and more grievances against the scholar ... Sooner or later, he can't help violently ...
After a few days like this, occasionally guests came in. Mostly cook with a spoon, and occasionally drag the cuckoo into the kitchen. Gradually there was a repeat customer, and the spoon was quite pleased.
I cleaned my room and prepared to go back to the backyard this evening. After passing through the brand-name room that day, it seemed wrong. The ghosts were cold and cold behind her, and she froze for a moment, looking up from the fence's probe. The top of the inn was full of radon, covered by dark clouds, and a heavy grudge.
Spoon turned back, and leaned over to detect the fingerprints on the floor. She couldn't help but smash the Tian Luo Di net that she had laid. Lifting your fingers horizontally and wiping away the eyes of the sky, only to see that the formation method has been broken, the source is at the end of the corridor, and there is vaguely dried chicken blood.
The door opened with a squeak, and the scholar held a bare chicken in his hand. He looked left and right, saw the spoon, and laughed, "It just happened that you are here. The chicken is unfamiliar. The bone and blood are still raw. Help me. it is good?"
Spoon ran out of breath: "Hot your uncle!"
"..."
After all, turned around and ran downstairs, leapt down, turned into a demon body, and walked through the gate of the inn in the quiet atmosphere of the night, rising into the air.
Spoon stared at the hazy hinterland, and said in a deep voice, "Little ghosts dare to come here to make a fool, and don't leave quickly. If you don't leave, don't blame me for letting go of your fighting spirit."
A woman soon appeared from Wu Yun, with a calm tone and no malice: "I'm waiting for someone. When I get to someone, I'll leave."
The spoon said, "You just have to wait, but don't make a ghost on the roof, otherwise mortals will be sucked out of the house."
The female ghost shook her head and said firmly: "No, if he didn't see the ghost here, he wouldn't come over." He said for a long time, "He was a priest. When he left his last soul, that soul was that he still remembers that he was a demon and a surfer. If he lost his last soul, he would die without the last memory. "
The spoon was breathless and sighing: "So you keep letting him grab so that you can leave your inch in his broken soul?"
The female ghost shook her head again: "No, even if you remember, you will slowly forget. I appeared in front of him 397 times, and in a few days, he would forget to arrest me again."
Spoon paused: "You mean, he doesn't remember catching you, and you don't want to see him die, so you always appear in front of him to remind him that he is still a priest and help him survive?"
"Yes."
"But he won't remember you at all."
The female ghost paused for a long time, with a pale smile on her pale face: "So what, I remember him."
Spoon stunned for a moment, no matter what he did, the other party would not remember himself. No matter how many things he does, the other person just treats himself as a ghost. What's the point of doing this ... she couldn't figure it out.
The scholar sat on the narrow fence and leaned up on Liang Zhu to look up at the powder-coated woman in the distance with long eyes. At the end, he looked at the chicken in his hand and sighed, "It's still too tender."
After all, toss the white raw chicken into the sky, and it has turned into a plume of smoke, and dissipated in the sky.