Shaozi looked at the demons and snorted: "Tomorrow we will clean up collectively as a punishment."
The sound of wailing suddenly resounded throughout the inn, and the wind blew past, rustling.
Shao Qiao turned around and wanted to go back to the room, only to remember what happened just now: "Have you noticed a strange breath?"
Climbing held up the vine, and answered resoundingly: "No."
Everyone immediately stared at him...
Spoon touched his chin: "Did I make a mistake? The sense of smell is getting worse and worse. It's time to go to the hot spring on the mountain to wash away the filth in the world."
Back in the room, Shaozi opened the door and looked at the scholar's room on the left, bent over and sneaked up to his door, breathed on his fingers, and drew a spell on the ground. This kind of tracking spell is not easy to get rid of. If he goes out from here and the spell is broken, then he can be sure that his magic power is above his own. If not, then he can also know his whereabouts. She earned left and right.
When I got up the next day, I saw the scholar coming in from the outside again, and Shaozi squinted at his feet, but there was no tracking spell. She blinked, there is no reason, as long as it gets a little bit dirty, it will entangle him.
The scholar turned his head to look at her: "Miss Shao looked at me like this so early in the morning, I'm terrified."
Shaozi looked at him unwillingly, the flower bed was facing the window, so it was impossible to come out of the window. Could it be... from the roof
At night, the scholar soaked in a large bucket of hot water, which made his body very comfortable. As soon as I washed my facekerchief and was about to apply it, I heard a sound on it. He looked up and saw the spoon squatting on the tiles and clumsily trying to cover the big net. He thought for a while, and it was almost time to reveal his identity. After thinking about it, he covered his face with the hot and humid veil and covered his eyes.
The next day, Shaozi opened the door humming a little song, and when he saw the scholar strolling in at the door, he was completely angry. Could it be that this guy is hiding from the ground!
In the middle of the night, the foot of the scholar who was about to go out trembled slightly. When he looked down, he saw the spoon setting up a net downstairs again...
Halfway through reciting the spell, Spoon vaguely heard movement in the kitchen, and couldn't help being furious. Those guys went to the kitchen to steal tomorrow's ingredients again! He ran to the back kitchen, opened the curtain and yelled, "No stealing!"
The breath inside suddenly stopped, and Shaoba blinked, looking at the white man holding the steamed bun. With silver hair and white eyebrows, white pupils and a pale face, even the color on the lips is not much, and wearing white clothes and white shoes, he is a snowman at all. The spoon swallowed, no wonder I felt something was wrong in the past two days, it was clear that a monster had entered the inn, but why did the faintly flashing monster aura was accompanied by a fairy aura, could it be a little monster who practiced under a certain spiritual mountain
The little white man took a step back with the steamed bun, saw her staring at her, and bared his teeth: "If you come again, I will eat you."
The spoon raised his hand and made a gesture. Is it really okay to say such a deadly thing? Since the other party is a playful little girl, the spoon said politely: "Here are the steamed buns, But you are not allowed to come again, and if you come again, you will be thrown out."
The little white man hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "I won't go."
Shaozi patiently said: "This is a place for mortals, and if you stay here and steal things, it will cause a lot of trouble to people. Let's go back to your mountain, okay?"
The little white man still shook his head: "Not good."
The spoon also bared its teeth, angrily stepped forward and wanted to throw her out, how could it be so unreasonable, she even offered two steamed buns and she still didn't leave. As soon as she stepped towards her, she saw a sharp white light attacking, forcibly blocking her way. Next to the little white man, there is another little black... oh no, there is an extra big black man. From the hair to the clothes, it was all black. If it weren't for the fact that the face was still a little white, the black pupils would not be visible. The two stood together, at first glance they thought it was a big and a small black and white impermanence.
The little white man grabbed the steamed bun and stopped in front: "We don't have any malicious intentions, we will leave after staying here for a while."
The spoon recognized Dahei for a while, and almost lost his legs: "Dragon God!"
The dragon is an ancient mythical beast, born with powerful spiritual power. Shaozi occasionally sees dragons passing through the sky, but most of them are dragons in charge of wind and rain. But this black dragon is clearly a higher-level dragon that lives above Jiuxiao, just by looking at the dragon aura around him. But why does he look seriously injured now, and there is the monster little white snake beside him
Dragon God's voice was cold: "Since I recognize it, I can't let you run around outside."
Shaozi's body froze, not because of fear, but because as soon as the ending sound came out, he was shocked by an aura that came from nowhere, and he couldn't move at all. He suddenly felt that his life was under great threat, and his voice froze: "You It's a divine beast, and you want to do this kind of thing?"
Dragon God closed his eyes slightly: "The situation forces me to release you after a few days."
Dragon Qi suddenly struck, and exploded from the heart, and the spoon almost smothered a mouthful of blood. Seeing that he was about to be trapped in the dragon's hand, the breeze passed by his ears, the dragon's energy suddenly dissipated, his heart pulse immediately became smoother, and he was unconscious of the injury just now.
A trace of blood suddenly spilled from the corner of Dragon God's mouth, the little white snake looked shocked, stretched out his hand to support him, and said anxiously: "Who is pretending to be a ghost!"
Dragon God held her hand tightly, shook his head, and signaled her to calm down. He looked into the dark place in front of him, but he couldn't see anyone there, but the aura was intimidating, and he was not at all a match for that person, and his voice slowed down: "We offended, but we didn't mean anything malicious, and we only stay for ten days let's go."
How did Shaozi hear that Dragon God was such a polite person, that he wanted to slap her to death just now, even if he was injured, he could definitely crush her to death with one finger. But he gave in easily, that Feng... is a master! Shao Shao moved his legs, trying to rush into the scholar's room, but his body was frozen by the dragon's energy and he couldn't move at all.
A steady male voice sounded from behind: "If you can stay, you have to ask the spoon girl."
"An expert?" Shao Zi suddenly felt overwhelmed with security.
"Well."
Shaozi was about to ask where his family lived, when he saw the little white snake pounced on her, hugged her waist, and cried into little white flowers in a blink of an eye, extremely desolate: "Sister, don't kill us all, we were hunted down, we just want to stay here temporarily to recuperate .You take us in, we will never cause trouble, we will be obedient."
Shaozi hesitated. It is definitely not an ordinary person who can chase and kill the dragon god. What if he chases here and destroys the inn
Seeing her hesitation, the little white snake asked with tears in her eyes, "Sister, isn't this an inn? There are no people here?"
"..." Shao Shao rushed to his forehead with a sense of mission and nodded, "This is an inn, of course there are people here! I'll clean up the rooms for you!"
The expert looked at the little white snake with stars in his eyes, and then at the dragon god. How did the fairy and the demon get down together? Who was chasing him again
Dragon God also looked up at him, full of doubts.
That person who has lived in the Nine Heavens for a long time... what is he doing in the world? And guarding a little flower demon
Shaozi arranged a Tianzihao room for Dragon God and Little White Snake to live in. After spreading out the bedding, he thought that the master had left again, but who would have thought he was still at the door. Leaning on the railing, he looked at her with a faint smile. With a charming smile, the spoon tilted his head slightly, covered his nose, and waited for a while before turning back.
The expert looked at her, wondering if May was approaching, and when the peonies bloomed, her appearance became more and more beautiful, with a beauty that ordinary people could not see. Suddenly tilted his head and covered his nose. When he tilted his head, he saw the spoon approaching like a delicate flower, and looked at it with bright eyes: "Master, thank you for your repeated rescue efforts."
Well, I can't hold it at all... He tilted his head again, avoiding her soft gaze: "No need to thank you, just passing by."
The spoon got closer again: "Are you uncomfortable, Mr. Gao?"
The tall man stepped back, and his waist was already on the railing. There is a faint fragrance of flowers in the nose, but the peony fragrance, which can calm the mind, makes the heart beat wildly. As a person known for his calmness and calmness in the heavenly world, he said that he couldn't understand why his concentration was so poor that it was incomprehensible: "I still have something to do... let's go first, and see you when I have time."
"Wait." The spoon grabbed him, "Sir, what is your last name, where do you live, and who is there?"
"People with a surname of high fame live everywhere. Also, if the girl paints this on the roof, no one will be able to track them down."
"..." This is perfunctory, it is obvious that it is perfunctory. Shao Lao took the picture book, and watched him jump up from the railing with black lines all over his face, and went away with the breeze and bright moon. When the back figure was no longer visible, he unfolded the scroll in his hand, and looked at the huge and well-arranged spells on it. He made a bitter face. Master, can you help draw it before leaving.
The spoon paused, turned around to look at the corner room, tiptoed over, knocked on the door: "The shopkeeper."
Nothing happened.
She knocked again, and only then did the door open. The scholar was only wearing an undershirt, and still had a book in his hand: "What's the matter with Miss Spoon?"
"Tianzihao has two guests." The spoon rolled his eyes, smiling like a flower, "Tomorrow I will make Shiquan Dabu soup for you."