In the dead of night, the wind blows silently. The evening wind in June blows slowly, and all the monsters are in a dream, falling asleep.
Shaozi was sleeping soundly, when someone poked her face suddenly, she shook her head and muttered "Sister Du, don't make trouble", when she was poked again a while later, she was furious, even the demon was angry to get up! But seeing the man with a human head and a snake body in front of him, he immediately couldn't swear, and tried to swallow: "What's your job?"
When the words fell, the snake demon leaned over and spit out the letter, almost missed her face, and smiled ferociously: "What a beautiful peony flower, I just took it back and dedicated it to the world master to make tonic soup."
"..." The spoon suddenly felt that this must be the malice of the continuous fermentation of Shiquan Dabu soup! She bent the branch back, the petals were dripping with cold sweat, and smiled dryly, "Sister, I don't eat well, and my demon power is very low."
The snake spirit chuckled: "There are very few peony in the six worlds that become demons, and even fewer with pure aura. If I hadn't found you here, I still wouldn't believe that there is such a kind of peony in the world. I thought you came from the God Realm. Come back with me." Let's make soup!"
The spoon screamed, and before the sharp claws could catch it, the roots of the magnolia tree turned up under the soil, kicked on the snake spirit's stomach with a continuous "Ah da~", and flew up to the sky in an instant, turning into a small fluorescent bird. Particles…
Xin Niang was still snoring, muttering: "It's so noisy. Is there any more in the middle of the night... Is there any fairness, morality, and heart..."
The spoon had goose bumps all over his body, did the snake spirit just now belong to the demon world? Boiling soup for their boss means... making soup for the Lord of the Demon Realm? ! She pondered silently, could it be true that the rumors in the demon world that the boss of the demon world is about to die are true
That's too bad! If this is the case, then wouldn't she become a nourishing soup that everyone in the Demon Cult covets? Shaozi looked at Du Juan to the left, and brother Baishu to the right. No one was awake, and she really wanted to find someone to hug and cry.
People from the Demon Realm are used to being domineering, and it would be terrible if they were to target them. The spoon came out of his body and stepped to the ground. He was dressed in pink and white clothes, fluttering in the night wind.
She jumped up, went in through the window, found the little book that the scholar gave her last time under her pillow, and felt a stomach ache when she saw the complicated symbols on it that looked like a rugged mountain road. It would be great if the scholar was here, he is amazing at painting these things.
After mixing the cinnabar, the spoon went up to the roof, looked up in the sky, and thought carefully about how the scholar composed and sketched the picture that day. After thinking about it seven or eight times, I started to write.
In the early morning, there was a sound of yawning in the backyard, shaking the morning dew, and enjoying the warm sunrise. It was a beautiful morning. Xin Niang rubbed her eyes, took a serious look at the roof, and was stunned: "When did a monster lie in our inn?"
All the monsters climbed up the trunk one after another, looked there, and said one after another:
"Wow, what a magnificent little monster."
"The eyes are not symmetrical, one big and one small."
"What's that on its neck? Slipping the lion's lap?"
"It's so ugly!"
Spoon squatted on the roof and finished the last stroke, and the chattering voice came to his ears. The more he said, the more intense he stood up, furious: "You all kneel on the washboard!"
"..."
It's pretty good that she can draw like this!
It's just... the previous one was invisible to others, but this time everyone can see it. Is there any wrong step? The spoon snorted softly, went to the kitchen to boil water to take a bath, her face and body were covered with cinnabar, was it easy for her to paint all night. But... that Pixiu should have the same effect, and the demon power to protect them will continue to flow, right
Shaozi guarded the inn anxiously for two days, but he didn't see anyone from the demon world coming. Could it be that the snake spirit was kicked out of his head
On the third day, just as the inn was about to close, before closing the last door, I felt a cloud of yin blowing in. She paused, and closed it quietly. Walking towards the backyard, seeing everyone playing cards, he turned around suddenly when he approached, and sprinkled the pollen in his hand behind him, and immediately saw the yin-qi man following behind, it was a snake spirit again!
The spoon grabbed the cards on the table and threw it at her face, shouting: "Beat her!"
Audience: "..."
They want to beat the spoon even more! Return my big three yuan big four happy thirteen ah ah ah! It's all your fault, a snake spirit, for making trouble!
Angrily, the monsters rushed forward and beat up the snake spirit full of malice, until she was so swollen that even the snake mother and father couldn't recognize her, so they relieved their anger.
Climbing immediately contributed an extremely tough vine, entangled the snake spirit, and threw her by the well.
The snake spirit stared at them with eyes full of icy slag: "If the Venerable Demon Realm finds out, you are all dead!"
Qiu Ju glanced at her, and played with a knife as cold as iron in her hand: "So, you want us to kill you to silence you?"
Money Tree also glanced at her: "I'm sick, I'm looking for death."
"..."
Shaozi squatted down to look at her, and asked, "Tell me, how many more people did you invite?"
The snake spirit sneered, "Guess."
Shao Shao stood up, folded his arms around his chest, and said with a look in his eyes, "Beat her."
"...I said!" Snake spirit sniffed, "The left and right envoys of the demon world, four venerables, six guardians, eight demons, seventy-two guards, one hundred and eighty..."
The spoon's legs were weak again: "Don't think that I will believe you because you have pinched so many people! I will beat you!"
The snake spirit begged for mercy: "It's true, because it is related to the boss and the next successor, so everyone wants to claim credit and offer the fairy medicine, and the peony flower demon is undoubtedly the best among them, top-notch!"
The spoon's legs became weaker, and Xin Niang hurriedly supported her, and said in a steady voice, "Don't cry, boss, stand up straight! You are the best!"
These words did not have any consoling effect at all, and Shaozi cried: "I don't want to be eaten... I don't want to be eaten... Fuck your sister!"
Shaozi doesn't believe that he has the ability to resist the masters of the devil world, and he feels horrified when he thinks that he will be caught to make soup.
All the monsters looked at the spoon squatting in the corner where the mushrooms grew, and they all discussed the countermeasures. After a long time, they said, "Boss, where is the scholar? Isn't he very powerful."
The gloomy spoon turned back gloomyly: "He has something to go back, he said he will be back soon."
Xin Niang couldn't help asking, "Didn't you ask where he lives?"
"No."
Qiu Ju gave her a blank look: "Idiot, just wait to be eaten."
Spoon whimpered.
She picked out her ears: "You asked the demon master for help. The demon world has been killed at the door of the house, and as the boss, there is no movement at all."
Brother Baishu raised his hand: "No, I heard that the demon lord's life span is approaching, and several princes are vying for the throne. When this time passes, they may be used to make soup. There are many things about demons eating demons, let alone Dirty royal family."
"Oh..." Spoon continued to squat in the corner, life was dark. She looked up at the blue sky slightly, "Scholar, if you don't come back to see me for the last time, I will be eaten."