Chapter 45: Prophecy of November 1

The nine-tailed fox is the flower of the demon world. It always has a "good reputation" that smiles and can fall into the city.
Someone once said that when Nine-tails looked back, the tenderness and domineering occupies the best, and no one can resist the temptation.
The smile bloomed on the peach blossom's cheeks, and even the spoon was instantly refreshed. After rippling, it was reflected that the goods were laughing at scholars!
It is said that because the nine-tailed fox is too beautiful, for the peace and good development of the Six Realms, it does not laugh a lot.
As a result, he smiled at the scholar on this occasion. This smile was charming and fascinating, and everyone watching it followed.
Spoon clenched his fist. If the scholar was successful in lure, she would give him a break!
Nine-tailed fox greeted and smiled softly: "I never thought that I could meet the emperor here by coincidence. It is a fate."
The smile is like a flower, the spoon is rippling again, and the heart is itching again. Don't laugh anymore! She was afraid that the scholar could not hold it!
The scholar smiled: "My wife is from the demon world. She wanted to come and see, so she came together."
The wife's word fell, and everyone gazed at the person next to him, only to find that their hands were tight. Can't help but wonder, where is this flower demon who emerges? The beauty is beautiful, but it is still better than the nine-tailed fox. The Lord Emperor does not even squint his eyes. He is so famous for being lazy to accompany only the little flower demon to the banquet. Yeah.
A scorching look came in, and the pressure of the spoon was great ... Seeing the envy and envy of Nine-Tailed Girl, she wanted to raise her chest, but when the master of the demon and the big demon were there, the legs were three points soft . The scholar looked at her and smiled, "Tired? Let's go in and sit."
The spoon nodded hard, and immediately opened the way. She took the scholar's hand and greeted everyone's gaze, and was almost out of breath. She had a terrible hunch immediately-she will definitely be there tomorrow. Demon headlines!
The demon mainly welcomed them to the seat. The scholar picked a corner and sat down, letting his family spoon to follow the heads to eat. Let's pick a remote place.
Just after sitting down, the banquet began, and the demon master brought wine to toast. When the spoon appeared, he knew the scholar's alcohol consumption, where he would drink it, and he was afraid of death. He raised his hand and stopped: "That ... he, he won't drink, I, I drink it for him!"
Looking at the demon master's meal, the spoon immediately felt that something was bad, and he dared to block the Lord of the world toasting. Are you looking for death or looking for death or ... looking for, death ...
A moment later the demon master said, "Okay! Done!"
The spoon was about to drink, and the scholar stopped her and smiled: "Your alcohol is not good, don't get drunk." At the end, he said to the demon master, "Neither of us would drink alcohol, demon master ... You take it seriously Want me to drink? "
The demon master remembered the drunken behavior that he drunk Prince Prince Long and beat the immortals. He swallowed it and was about to raise his hand to stop it. The spoon said, "How can you excuse the goodness of Lord Demon Lord and drink a glass that won't get drunk. Speak, drink it with your head up and your eyes lightened slightly. In fact, this wine is still good.
The scholar looked at her helplessly, even if she did not drink, there was no need to worry that she would be rejected by the demon master.
Give him a spoon and chopsticks, and see him looking at himself, blinking, "Stupid student, eat something."
The scholar said, "Don't drink for me next time, it doesn't matter if you don't drink."
The spoon-hand shook and whimpered, "Stupid student, you should have said earlier, I was afraid of death just now, what if the demon master flies away?"
"... why do you still drink?"
"You can't drink because you have a light drink."
The scholar laughed aloud, apparently in awe of the demon master, but stopped the glass for him, because he was afraid he was drunk. It's really his silly spoon.
Touching her head, she didn't care about the bright eyes of a big monster, and smiled softly: "Hurry up."
The spoon nodded and thought of something again: "Xin Niang, they are still outside."
The scholar thought for a while and laughed, "I'll pick them up."
"Eh, don't." The spoon looked at it four times, and it was all started. It was estimated that the meal was over half a time. It was not good to eat leftovers and leftovers. Add an extra table. Right. Holding him, he said, "If people don't let the word go and let them go back first, then there is no need to stand hungry at the door for so long."
The scholar nodded: "Well, you eat first."
"Ok."
After the scholar left, the spoon went to pickle vegetables, and after eating something delicious, he put it in his bowl.
It was a joy to eat, and there was a fragrant fragrance next to it. Looking at it, my heart was rippling again ...
Nine-tailed fox glanced at her. Although it was indeed beautiful, she was far from being beautiful. How could such a powerful person look at this stupid grass and wood monster, and poked his lips: "I heard that flower monsters are generally flattering. The fox demon is still awesome. I would love to discuss it with you. "
The heart of the beautiful nine-tailed scooping spoon is like a boat on the river, fluttering seriously, seriously: "Sister Fox is wrong, it will be the peony that is not our peony. Although we look like each other, the magic power is completely not the same."
"No ..." Nine-tailed fox said with patience, "I mean, how do you try to seduce a successful emperor? I am a humble person and would like to learn from you.
Spoon frowning, and learn to lure scholars with her? She doesn't want it!
Nine-tailed fox saw her cheeks and sneered: "I really take myself seriously. When I look back, I take your place in the front room and make you proud."
"He's not like that," Spoon said.
"Walk and see."
If the spoon is close to the enemy, the first thought is that if she comes again ... she will tie up the scholar and hide it! I really don't like this deep sense of crisis.
When the scholar returned, he saw at first glance that his empty bowls were piled up with a pile of vegetables, and then he saw the sympathy of the table full of monsters, and he suddenly felt a stomachache. This was what he meant before he was full.
He sat down and saw that the spoon was stuffy and ate vegetables. He sniffed a little and said, "Spoon, are you drinking again?"
The spoon gave a hum. I heard that wine can relieve sorrow and be brave. When she was brave, she went to beat Nine Tail, then trampled her tail and said, "Student is mine! You are not allowed to come near", but a pot In the abdomen, the wine came up, the burning stomach was hot, and there was still strength to step on the fox, already ... drunk.
The banquet quickly dissipated, and the demons saw the scholar leave first with a girl, jumped into the blue dragon, and went away in a tornado, even more curious. What was that little demon?
Scholars and spoons returned to the inn. Xin Niang had already played cards in the backyard for an afternoon. They didn't have to stand there to smell the vegetables, but they could come back early. When the demon heard the movement, he immediately lay on the window sill and saw the scholar come in with a spoon and asked, "Master, what's wrong with the boss?"
"Drunk." The scholar was helpless. He walked for a while, and the spoon drank the wine as water. Her volume was obviously not good. "Can you get some trouble?"
The cuckoo immediately went down to fetch water and sent it to the house. The demon closed the window and went back to rubbing mahjong.
The scholar soaked her facekerchief, wrung dry sitting on the edge of the bed, wiped her face with a spoon, and wiped her hands clean.
The sleeping spoon suddenly popped out, "Go away!"
The scholar paused, looking at the spoon on the cheek, and saw that she was gradually aggrieved, and suddenly she was crying, holding her pillow, "Go away or I'll beat you."
The scholar smiled bitterly, and wanted to pull the pillow to cover her, and the spoon sobbed again: "Don't touch my pillow, he's mine ... I can't beat you, but he's mine ... not allowed to come over."
"Okay, it's yours. Don't touch it." The scholar had no choice but to hang on to the pillow in his dream.
His face twitched, so he said ... I really loved that the pillow was inserted into a spoon again?
It's no use seeing her holding the pillow tightly in her arms, and whispering in your mouth that you can't touch the color. Could not help but smile, took the quilt to cover her, leaned down and kissed her on the hot cheek, drunk spoon is also very clear and cute.
Upon hearing the knock, the scholar opened the door and saw Climbing holding the bowl and raising his head: "Sister Qiuju said, drink some hangover soup to avoid hangover."
The scholar laughed, "I'm interested, thank her for me."
Climbing responded, and walked with cheerful steps. Before the scholar closed the door, he saw that the door of the famous house opened that day, and Confucian came out and walked there. He paused. He was really curious about his identity, but his attitude towards the spoon made him very unhappy.
Confucian came to him and said, "Treasurer, have you ever seen a girl with a spoon?"
The scholar said, "I've seen her. She just slept in there. What's wrong?"
The Confucian student's eyes narrowed, and he almost stepped back three steps: "You and you are not husband and wife, but you are alone in the same room.
The scholar raised a brow slightly: "What else does this guest have?"
This makes it clear that it is obstructing him! Confucian scholars helped, no wonder before that the two did have a personal relationship, it turned out that they did. The poor girl he admired already had a heart, and lived together before he became married. He couldn't look straight at him. He sighed, "I originally wanted my heart to the moon, so how can the moon shine in the ditch ... Now that the spoon has liked People, why are they so good to me? "
The scholar cocked his ears: "She treats you well?"
The Confucianist feels negatively: "Yeah, when I come to the water, I will try the water temperature for me first, remember that when I cook, I do n’t like the onion and garlic, and when I ’m going to bed, I help me to quilt. I wake up early and clean the room. At night I Reading a book will help me empty the wax, so that the lights are too dim ... Whoops, where is such a thoughtful girl to look for, even if she is sympathetic and indifferent, I am sad. "
The student smiled, and finally understood, and his heart suddenly lost his burden: "The son is probably misunderstanding. The spoon takes care of each guest carefully, and you are one of them."
Confucian student wondered: "In truth?"
The scholar nodded happily: "Take it seriously."
Confucian sighed: "I didn't expect it to be wrong ..."
The scholar asked silently, "You haven't been here for two days. What happened ... these two days?"
He has been with the spoon for the past two days. If the spoon stays in the sky for a long time, he will not know, but it will take some time to do those things.
Confucius said: "You said it a few times and you didn't believe it ... I actually came here a month ago, right ... I lived here on October 1st, lived for a month, and then went to Beijing to take the test ..."
The scholar paused: "Wait a minute, stayed on October 1st, stayed for a month? But you moved in on September 28th, today only September 30th."
Confucian lame: "Yeah, so the naughty is very strange, you said ... Am I seeing a ghost? I swear, I absolutely did not lie, I did live for a month. I met robbers on the way to Beijing to take the exam, they When I was about to kill me, I came back. The inn was the same as when I lived in, so I hurried in to find a spoon, ran upstairs, and saw her well, and I was relieved. "
The scholar caught the key and frowned slightly: "Wait a while," The inn is the same as when you live in "means ..."
Confucius said: "After living for a month at that time, just after leaving Zhuangyuan Town, I heard that Tongfu Inn was burned by a fire. I came back and saw that it was burned to ashes. God turned me back once again, and it's great to see the spoon safe. "
The scholar lingered for a moment, and the inn was burned to ashes? He asked God, "Is the spoon good? What do you mean?"
Confucian grows a sigh with sorrow: "Yeah, when I came back ... I saw you holding a spoon and kneeling in front of the inn. The spoon was ... out of breath."
My heart hurt, and great fear struck. The scholar is pale, if Confucianism is true, then on November 1st, the inn will disappear, and the spoon ... will die?