Flower Demon’s Inn

The next day, the spoon woke up, moved his hands and feet, rubbed his eyes, and yawned, very pleasant.

"Woke up?"

Spoon slightly raised his head and looked up from the scholar's chin. This angle was also handsome. He climbed up and climbed to the position where his eyes were opposite. He laughed, "I feel like I'm soaking up in a hot spring. "

The scholar's eyes flickered like a blue wave, and she glanced at her quietly: "Let's be so energetic every day."

The spoon frowned, and lay back on his chest. He would be squeezing dry every time he tossed like this every night. He raised his hand and waved, "No."

"Oh ..." The scholar was very disappointed. She raised her finger and slid down from her smooth back, slipping it again, before she could slide it again.

"Xin Niang said, there will be children like this, I don't want to have children so soon ..." Spoon shuddered at the appearance of a big belly, which was simply inconvenient.

The scholar smiled: "Xin Niang told you a lot."

"Well, I always think she looks like my mother." Spoon silently wondered if Xin Niang would hit her if she knew it. A young girl with good looks was described as a mother-in-law. However, the words and deeds were very similar, "She also said that if you do anything with the house, you can do it with the person you like, and if others touch you, they will immediately fly away."

The student responded happily, "Yes."

Spoon raised his hand and touched the black and green sharp tip that emerged from his chin all night, his fingers felt slightly thorny: "Actually, even if she didn't say it, I wouldn't let anyone touch it ... because it was annoying. Only you wouldn't, hey , Just willing to do the husband and wife thing in the album with you and give birth to you. "

The scholar shook her hand and looked down at her with a smile on her lips. Although the mortal's so-called marriage is not considered to have any binding force on them, at this moment, they suddenly look forward to it. Want to see the spoon Feng Guanxia Xuan, to help him look like blue silk: "Spoon, this time the visitor is not good, you must tell me if there is anything strange."

"Um." Spoon wanted to be able to help him a little bit more. Unfortunately, Taicai, thinking about things with amusement, said happily, "How many years have I cultivated before?"

"This is not good to say ..."

Spoon stared at him: "Stupid student, the opera says that there must be nothing to hide between husband and wife."

The scholar was right: "We are not married yet."

Spoon widened his eyes and cried, "You're looking for an excuse to kick me away."

"... Okay." The scholar looked at the mosquito net in embarrassment and spit out the words, "73,000 years."

"..."

"Spoon, spoon you cheer up!"

"Stupid student, don't tell me!"

"..." The scholar cried out in a weeping spoon, silently indignantly, the heart of the woman turned out to be an undersea needle! You can't control it.

Spoon got sick when she got up. Why did she fall so stupidly into that tiandong and lost all her spiritual power over 70,000 years?

Seventy thousand ... three thousand years ... nothing even now.

Emma, ​​your heart is bad.

So ... as a scholar who cultivates a flower in the backyard, it has been cultivated for tens of thousands of years. I am afraid that the scholar really doesn't care about the cultivation of that one thousand and five hundred years. Thinking about it, I feel comfortable in my heart.

The scholar looked at the spoon and smirked. He really wanted to make up for what the woman was thinking, otherwise he would get farther and farther away from the spoon.

It was still early when the two got up. Spoon held clear water on their faces and looked at the reflection of the water. It was already like a nine-tailed fox. It was awkward ... but for the sake of the overall situation, let's go. Looking up at the scholar, he looks like an expert.

There is still nothing strange today, the inn is open as usual, no strange people enter the store, and Confucian students are very at ease.

Another day later, the two arrived at the front hall early, ordered a few side dishes, and looked at the opposite side of the spoon. The inn had not opened yet! If you think about it, today "they" and the demon in the backyard are going to congratulate the demon master. Naturally, no one takes care of it, and my heart itches immediately. I really want to go to see the home.

"Spoon." The master closed his fingers, and said, "Nine-tailed girl said that there are three different periods, and now there are three days in the first period. If nothing is found, we will go to the second. Because of the hour Maybe you may lose it. Don't be too far away from me in these two days. "

The spoon nodded: "Yeah."

After having breakfast, the senior took a spoon to sit on the roof of Jinxiu Inn, and incidentally took a dish of pastries and a pot of tea. It was just a day trip in the early winter.

During the period, except for the Confucian student who went out to buy food once, there was no movement. When he saw that he was going to other rooms, rhubarb followed immediately. The spoon gave Rhubarb a like and went back to buy a large piece of meat. Reward.

"Stupid student, in fact, I'm more curious about who did those bad things." The light source was warm, the sun-spoon was lazy, and the talk was lazy.

He was also curious, and he was curious more than one thing, but the most important thing was to solve whether the spoon would really be the same as the Confucian prophecy said.

Tomorrow is the first day of October, and there is still nothing unusual. Spoon had planned to pack up and wait for the nine-tailed fox to send them to the next session.

In the evening, it gradually turned into night, and the sky didn't see the new moon. Only the lights hanging from the streets on the ground reflected the sky, but it was too dim.

It was warmer in the daytime, and it became colder at night.

Spoon slept in the arms of the scholar for half a day, not feeling cold. When I woke up, I found that the scholar's posture didn't seem to change. He moved his body: "Treasurer, otherwise you go down to sleep for a while, I watch."

"It's okay, don't get sleepy." The expert reached out to her and broke her broken hair on her forehead, smiling, "We'll be back in a moment."

Spoon thought for a while before returning to God, yes, return to the demon master He Shou. He was drunk and drunk, eating vinegar of nine-tailed fox. After a while, she saw a blue dragon flying across the sky, the wind rushed past, and she drew into the arms of the master again.

I saw that the scholar jumped down holding the "spoon", entered the corridor, and went straight into the room.

For a moment, it seemed that the Confucian heard the movement and came out of his house, calling out, "But the shopkeeper and the girl from the spoon are back?"

Confucius looked at the probe, but did not get a response, and shook his head. After taking two steps, he paused slightly and leaned down.

The spoon got up and looked up there, but his sight was just blocked by the pillar, and it was difficult to see him standing up. He seemed to be holding something in his hand. He looked hard, and couldn't help wondering: "It's the little peony flower you sent me."

The senior looked at it and recognized it.

Spoon was relieved: "It was originally picked up by him. You can get him back when you go back."

After seeing Confucian scholars returning Huayao to his pocket and looking at him for a while, he returned to his room. There was nothing wrong with this, but as soon as his back disappeared, the voice of a nine-tailed fox came from his ear: "Emperor."

He knew it and shook his hand while still looking at the spoon at the inn, "Go away."

"So fast? It's not been three days."

His eyes paled, yeah, three days haven't passed yet ... Shih Chi is so precise that he has to pay attention to the Confucian scholar who picked up the small peony flower tincture.

Coldness started at his feet again, the spoon hugged him, and when the frozen ice shattered, he stepped into the aperture again.

I feel that the body of the person holding it has changed slightly, and Jo Mo has changed back to the appearance of a scholar. Then he should be his original appearance. If he thinks about it, he will hold it tighter and no longer have to worry about it.

The scholar held her back with one palm and clasped her waist with one hand. After she took good care of her, she focused on remembering these three days.

"Scholar ..."

He returned to God, looked down, and immediately held it. The spoon in his arms flashed faintly, and he could feel that she was really in her arms, but he was almost empty: "The spoon."

You have to be lucky to protect her, but this nine-tailed array has its own singularity, and it is not necessary to crack it. My heart sank: "Nine-tailed fox."

"The emperor saves ..." Before I finished speaking, I heard a muffled sound, but it was like someone was choking his throat, and there was no sound at all.

It was able to subdue the nine-tailed fox, or broke through the nine-tailed array on the occasion of casting.

The scholar sneered, his feet slumped, and embraced the spoon tightly. The spoon smelled weak, and the hand on the back lost its strength gradually, and gradually returned its strength. It just felt like being sucked into the aperture just now and never coming back.

It was only attached to the scholar's chest, but he slowly felt his body cold.

She suddenly knew why the scholars were not good at all, and even the scholars were abused.

"Stupid student ..." Spoon looked at her in shock, "blood, blood."

She raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of the scholar's mouth, but listened to his deep voice: "Hold me, don't let go."

Spoon was crying anxiously, I do n’t know when I can escape from this sudden aperture. For a long while, I do n’t know where the Hong Zhong male voice came from. It seems that he is an old man in his seventies and eighties: "With her, you can't go out."

The spoon is stunned, is she a tow bottle? Is she dragging a scholar?

The scholar sneered, and his indifferent face was full of sneer: "It can force me like this. I can't think of anyone else. Is the hidden voice useful?"

There snorted immediately.

Spoon gritted his teeth and said, "Come out and fight, what a good man with a knife in the back!"

The scholar is very pleased that Spoon is so brave, knowing that it will be photographed as scum, and dare to beat: "Spoon is good, and soon go out."

"Oh." Spoon fangs. "Who is that bastard? Can you beat him?"

The scholar raised his eyebrows, and there was blood on the corners of his lips. He slightly raised his lips, but suddenly increased his evil charm.

"... that fierce girl who will eat me?"

"Ok."

Spoon clinging to the scholar's clothes, his heart is like a knife, his opponent is very powerful, and his future is very worrying! Difficulty swallowed: "Scholar ... you still ..."

"..."