Compared with the weak scholar, Shaozi still likes to see him full of energy and rambunctious. With slightly red eyes, he carefully lifted him up: "Let's go back to the house first."
Seeing that she was nervous, the scholar didn't want her to worry, although it felt good to be worried, at least it showed that she cared about herself. But seeing that her eyes were reddish, she felt uncomfortable.
When they returned to the house, the morning sun was slowly rising. The monsters in the backyard also woke up, shaking off the morning dew and stretching their waists. After a while, they looked at each other and touched their chins:
"Where did the boss go last night?"
"It seems that the scholar is not here."
"Could it be... Could it be..."
Everyone looked up at the window of the scholar's room. They were just joking with the spoon, but who would have thought that they would actually see the spoon jump out of there, and they were surprised: "Boss! When did you have an affair with the scholar?!"
Shaobai gave them a blank look: "Be careful, I will kick you."
"But your clothes and bun are messed up!"
Seeing their smirking faces, Shaozi didn't have time to straighten his hair, so he looked into his nest and said, "I went to the underworld last night, and when I came back, I ran in a hurry and was blown up by the wind... Eh? Sister Du, Where is my demon pill?"
Du Juan bent over and took a look: "Didn't you say you wanted the demon pill to absorb the essence of the earth after it bloomed and buried it deep? Look again. No... Boss, why did you take the demon pill?"
"The scholar is injured, I will take it to heal his injury."
Brother Baishu reminded: "It should be in moderation, otherwise you will have to cultivate less if you spend too much evil energy."
"Hmm." After finding it with great difficulty, he threw the spoon into his mouth and immediately felt full of energy. He stepped up and jumped back into the house, and smelled a familiar smell as soon as he entered, and sensed it carefully, master? She blinked and looked around the room, but she didn't see him. Back to the bed, the scholar was still lying there, but his complexion had recovered. She leaned over and took a look, "Scholar, was someone here just now?"
"Well, the injury is all healed, the expert has come. The spoon..." The scholar opened his eyes to look at her, and felt that she was much brighter again, so he was stunned for a moment.
Shaozi didn't know it at all, when it came to the expert, just now he thought he had left him, so it was just something urgent? She clapped her hands happily: "That's good, I wanted to heal your wounds with the demon energy, but now it seems that there is no need."
The scholar blinked slowly, crossing the evil spirit? The legendary crossing monster energy by mouth? Looking at her pink and moist lips, she said with a difficult tone, "Actually...my injury...isn't healed yet."
Shaozi chuckled and said, "Aren't you fine now? Besides, an expert can cure even the dragon god, so can't he cure you? Well, you can rest today, I'm going to open the door."
"Shao..." The scholar stretched out his hand to grab her, but the beautiful figure had already left, so far away... In fact, he should be more ruthless to make Shao worry, instead of refilling the aura. It is estimated that the saint will follow her within two days coming. Of course, this is not the point at all, the point is... He actually missed the opportunity to kiss with the spoon!
After the spoon closed the door, he looked at his own door again, hesitated for a while before walking over. Entering the room, the evil spirit of the small lanterns in the room is extremely weak, and it is even more difficult to detect than the previous two days. She walked over lightly, bent over to look at the increasingly dilapidated lamp on the bed, and couldn't bear to call her. Just when she was about to leave, she saw her turned into a human body, her face was pale, but her eyes lit up when she saw her: "Did sister find your little grandson?"
"I found it... it's just..." Shaozi wanted to send her to the flower bed, at least with the evil spirit, it would be more comfortable, "Little grandson, he has been reincarnated after drinking Mengpo soup, and he couldn't bring him back."
Xiao Huadeng was taken aback, and her hands and feet were cold: "What can I do... Grandma's health is very bad, maybe she won't last long. I haven't dared to go back and tell her that my grandson is dead, because I was afraid that grandma wouldn't be able to accept it. If you want to find his soul, go back and meet him, so that grandma has no regrets in her heart."
The more I thought about it, the more sad I became, and I almost cried again. The spoon touched her head lightly, and Xiao Huadeng whispered.
"Back then, my little grandson wanted to live in a distant place with his parents, but he was reluctant to part with his grandmother, so he planted me in the backyard, told my grandmother, and regarded it as myself in the future. If you miss him, just talk to bamboo, he Be back soon."
"I grew up next to the Lingquan, and I vaguely became conscious. I listened to my grandma every day, and I knew something, and I gradually understood human reason. Day after day, year after year, I don't know how long it took, and gradually I became Although the spiritual body cannot be turned into a human body, it can still come out of the bamboo. Every sunset, after dinner, my grandma would move a stool and chat in front of me. Talking about today’s events, I laughed and talked Wipe away tears while speaking."
"I'm very surprised why the little grandson doesn't come back to see grandma."
"Ten years later, I was floating in the yard when someone rode a horse to the door. I lay on the roof and watched. I saw that person took a letter to grandma. After reading it, I went back to the house. After waiting for a few days, I suddenly saw my grandma come out and cut me off with a knife. Then I cut the branches, split them, sliced them, and cut my grandma several times.”
"Because I left the land and lost my aura, I gradually lost consciousness. I don't know how long it took, and suddenly I heard my grandma's voice again, "Lianhuaer, Lianhuaer, help me find my grandson. Tell him, grandma misses him '."
"When I opened my eyes again, I took shape again, and it was still in the shape of a lotus lantern. Grandma took me to the river, found a gentle place, and chanted for a while. After a long time, the surrounding The people with the lamp had already gone back, and grandma put me gently into the river, and said, "I need to find my little grandson... tell him, grandma misses him very much."
Just for a moment, full of thoughts surged in like a wave, and there seemed to be prosperity blooming in my mind. She suddenly remembered why she was born.
Day after day, the thoughts gradually gathered together, and after turning into a lotus lantern, the thoughts were exerted to the limit, and finally made her take shape. She is neither a bamboo spirit nor a lotus flower monster, but is made of the thoughts of mortals. Spirit monsters like them are the weakest. Once that yearning is gone, she will die too.
It's just that she remembered that to help grandma find her little grandson, to a certain extent, her life came from two people. Granny and grandson, now is the time to repay.
Drifting all the way, dodging one spirit after another.
Even though she has experienced countless times of narrow escapes, she still hasn't found her little grandson.
One month, three months, one year...
The Ghost Festival is about to come again, and her spiritual power is not weak, which means that grandma is still thinking about her little grandson, and is still waiting for her to take him back.
"Sister Shaozi." Xiao Huadeng's mood was extremely depressed, "My life was given by my grandma, so I can feel that grandma is dying. I just want to take my grandson to see her before she passes away. But Now... even this simplest wish cannot be fulfilled."
Shaozi patted her head: "I'll take you to the flower bed first, and stay with your older brothers and sisters, otherwise you will lose all your demonic aura."
Take her to the flower bed, let Xin Niang take care of her, and the street outside the shop is already very lively. After cleaning the front hall, she sat behind the cash drawer and looked out, thinking deeply. He is obviously a little monster, even those with low demon power are afraid of them, so how did he hold back his fear and wander around to find his little grandson for more than a year.
Just as he was thinking about it, another person fell down beside him, and he turned his head to look, startled: "Shopkeeper, why do you have a gloomy aura all over your body, have you seen the God of Plague?"
"Oh..." The scholar was weak, and finally serious, "Actually, I really haven't recovered..."
"Shopkeeper, don't make trouble, you were fine just now." Seeing someone approaching, Shao Zi hurriedly stood up, "Does the guest officer stay in the store or hit the tip?"
Scholar: "..." He is really sick, lovesick!
The guests came in wave after wave, and when the work was over, it was already after noon. The spoon made the meals and picked up many dishes for the scholar: "The shopkeeper eats more, and grows meat."
"Yeah." The scholar asked with a turbulent mind, "What are you going to do about the little demon? Even if you intend to keep her in the inn, she may not stay."
Shao Qiao's brows tightened: "Just now I thought about it carefully. Since Xiao Huadeng has been with the grandmother for twenty years, it might be feasible to let Xiao Huadeng pretend to be the grandson. Otherwise, there is no other way."
The scholar said: "But with her monster power, there is no way to change into other people. If it is you, even if you can change, I am afraid that you will be seen through at a glance."
Shaozi frowned and thought for a while: "Then what if I lend her both my Yaoxin and Yaodan?"
The scholar nodded: "That would work."
"But if I give her these two things, I can't even beat mortals."
The scholar smiled: "I will protect you."
Shaozi felt warm in his heart. Although he was not very strong and was exhausted after running out of the underworld, he was obviously very reliable. He nodded slightly: "Yeah." After eating, he remembered something, "Shopkeeper, after the expert heals you, Did you leave without saying anything?"
"Ok."
"Well... I haven't thanked him yet."
"Spoon." The scholar said seriously, "Actually, I am an expert."
The spoon almost didn't laugh out loud: "Okay shopkeeper, you and the expert obviously don't have the same tune."
The scholar was helpless: "What's the difference?"
"It's all different." Shaozi looked at him and thought for a while, "Okay, then show me your transformation."
The scholar immediately put down his chopsticks, and then saw the saint float past the door again, floated around, and then floated back to look inside. He covered his face with his forehead, and waited for the airflow to leave before raising his head.