"..."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran downstairs, jumped down, turned into a demon body, walked through the gate of the inn with the quiet atmosphere of the night, and rose into the sky.
The spoon stared at the hazy hinterland, and said in a deep voice, "Little ghosts dare to come here to cause trouble, and leave quickly. If you don't leave, don't blame me for beating you to death."
A woman appeared in the dark clouds very quickly, her voice was calm and without any malice, but with a hint of pleading: "I'm waiting for someone, when I get someone, I'll go."
Shaozi said: "If you want to wait, just wait, don't create a cloud of ghost energy on the roof, otherwise ordinary people staying in the hotel will be sucked away from the yang energy."
The female ghost shook her head and said firmly: "No, if he didn't see the ghost here, he wouldn't come here." After a long time, she said, "He is a Taoist priest, and the ghost took most of his soul by mistake. But it didn't take away his last A touch of the soul, that soul is that he still remembers that he is a person who subdues demons. If he loses the last soul, without the last bit of memory, he will die."
Shaozi was surprised, the female ghost helped the rival Taoist priest? Where is this going, and asked: "So you want him to catch you, so that he can leave an inch of your space in his incomplete soul?"
The female ghost smiled bitterly: "No, even if you remember it, you will gradually forget it. I have appeared in front of him three hundred and ninety-seven times, and within a few days, he will forget that he has caught me again."
Shaozi was even more surprised: "You mean, he doesn't remember catching you, and you don't want to see him die, so you keep appearing in front of him, reminding him that he is still a Taoist priest, and helping him survive?"
"yes."
"But he won't remember you at all."
The female ghost's pale face was stunned, and she said after a long time: "So what, I didn't do these things just to make him remember."
Shaozi was stunned for a moment, no matter what he did, the other party would not remember him. No matter how many things you do, the other party just thinks you are a ghost. Endless giving, but nothing in return, then... what is she doing for it
The scholar sat on the long and narrow fence, leaning on the beam and slightly raised his head to look at the dazed woman in pink in the distance, with long eyes. At the end, he looked at the chicken in his hand and blinked: "It's still too tender."
After finishing speaking, he threw the white chicken to the sky, and it turned into a wisp of green smoke in an instant, dissipating between heaven and earth.
Recently, Shaozi has become more and more convinced that he is a powerful flower demon, who can go out of the hall, go down to the kitchen, and take care of female ghosts.
The female ghost named Yunshang still lives in the Tianzihao Inn, Shaozi couldn't bear to drive her away, since there is no one living in this inn anyway. Oh no, after Shaozi settled Yunshang, he remembered that stupid scholar. With his body and under the roof, his yang energy will probably weaken in a few days. The spoon pondered for a long time, suddenly realized, give the scholar a strong yang!
The next day, breakfast.
The scholar squinted at the soup on the table, scooped it up with a big spoon, it was full of messy herbs and unknown meat, and said with difficulty: "This is..."
The spoon is serious: "Tonic, shopkeeper, your health is too bad, and you are running around in the wind, so I decided to give you a good boost."
"Oh..." the scholar groaned thoughtfully, "but isn't it too much to drink so many tonics early in the morning?"
The spoon scooped up a big bowl for him: "This bowl is all yours, if it's not enough, there's still more in the pot."
"..."
Staring at the amount of pot he drank, Spoon satisfactorily cleaned up the dishes and went to wash. He drank three pots a day, and he would be fine if Yun Shang lived for half a month.
The scholar watched her jump into the back kitchen, touched her stomach, and the smell of the medicinal materials rushed from her stomach to her nostrils, and couldn't help but feel sad: "It won't make you die."
At noon, Shaozi looked up at the roof of the inn from the backyard, the cloud of ghostly aura covered by Yunshang still did not dissipate, but the Taoist still did not come. She frowned and looked, calling out: "Craw."
A moment later, a cluster of emerald green creepers hung down from the wall, winding down the wall and turning into a human form. A boy in green clothes with bright eyes and white teeth jumped over, and said in a childish voice, "Boss!"
The spoon patted the boy with a thick head and a thick head: "Come, remember to tell your brother to watch the intersections on all sides of the town, and tell me if a Taoist priest comes over."
"Of order! Boss." Crawl moved his ears, "Boss, that scholar is here again."
The spoon snorted softly, and sure enough, the scholar came in slowly.
When the scholar saw her, he seemed to think of something: "Miss Spoon is right here, let's water the flowers together."
Spoon resisted the urge to kick him into the well, and said earnestly: "Actually, these flowers and plants shouldn't be watered at noon, otherwise they will burn to death."
The wooden barrel fell into the water with a clatter, and there was a lot of noise in the well. The scholar shook the rope: "The flowers in our house are all watered at noon. Miss Spoon has heard that all things have spirits. Drink more water while the sun is in the sun." , Naturally, the spirit."
"But, but these are flowers and plants."
The scholar brought up the water, but it was still too heavy, so he sprinkled some more, walked to the flower bed, picked up the ladle, and said: "Everything has a spirit, everything has a spirit."
"..."
Wow~ Shaozi watched helplessly as the younger brothers were splashed with water, and then watched them hug each other and cry. The scholar murmured, "Why is there something missing?"
The spoon swallowed, and waved his hand quietly to Du Juan. Du Juan understood, and while the scholar leaned over to scoop water, he immediately moved to the position of the spoon, covering the open space a little.
In the evening, I fetched a basin of water with a spoon and sat in the yard to soak my feet. The well water was cold, facing the sunset and the evening wind. I felt very comfortable, and said with emotion: "This is life..."
Xin Niang sat aside and poked her: "Boss, how do you plan to deal with the female ghost of Tianzihao?"
The spoon was immersed in the coolness of his feet, and he said leisurely: "Didn't Yunshang say that the Taoist priest's soul was taken away by the evil spirit, so just go to the evil spirit and get it back."
Brother Baishu asked: "Boss, we have always been on good terms with ghosts and ghosts, why should we intervene in this matter?"
"If Yunshang doesn't leave, I don't have the heart to kick her out. But no one will dare to stay in Tongfu Inn if we stay here." Shaozi clenched his fists, "To protect Grandpa's inn."
"Where do you go to find ghosts?"
Shaozi laughed and said: "Don't worry, the three souls and seven souls are missing a corner, and it's useless to take them away. So as long as the Taoist priests come here, the evil ghosts will definitely follow. When the time comes, we will catch the turtle in a urn and force it to surrender. Just get out of your soul."
All the monsters were stunned, and when they heard someone coming in from outside, they returned to their original state in despair.
"Spoon, spoon." The scholar's voice came from a distance, he probed into the backyard, saw her there, approached and said, "I'm going out tonight, you take good care of the house."
The spoon nodded seriously: "Yes, I must be optimistic about my home."
Hearing the sound of water, the scholar lowered his head and looked at the ground, only to see a pair of pink|tender feet shaking in the clear water basin, the water surface reflected the orange red of the setting sun, making his feet even more pink. The pink and white clothes of the person sitting on the chair moved slightly, and one could see the tip of a handsome nose when looking sideways, and then tilted his head slightly, his lips were stained with a faint cherry red.
"The treasurer..."
The scholar withdrew his gaze and looked at her: "Huh?"