Flower Demon’s Inn - Chapter 30

More than thirty or two silver is not a joke. The spoon is distressed by the money. When it gets dark, it is ready to go to the government. Push the door out, step over the railing, lean over and fly over there.

He Fu had been silent for a long time, and the grand family did not even have a caretaker’s servant.

Since Master He had a sleeping sickness, the housekeeper took the lead in laziness, and all the people also wondered whether they should steal the keys to open the treasury and take their own deeds to take the money.

The spoon sneaked into Hefu, and just happened to hear a few people hiding in the room and talking about it, shaking his head. A room fumbled over and finally saw Master He. She stood by the bed and looked at him. She wasn’t sick, and wasn’t strange, just like falling asleep.

She leaned down and stared, without smelling any wickedness, not even immortality. Is it so inexplicable to sleep? She scratched her head and looked around the room, no strange place. Tangled in the middle of the night before she left. Out of the gate, I touched my chin and went to the house of Qin Qin, the owner of the house, Zhang Xiang in Yunxiang, his wife Yuan Er, and his wife San Song, Lao Jiao’s father’s residence, without exception, all like sleeping, nothing strange .

Returning to the inn full of doubts, seeing that the lamp in the scholar’s room was still on, the spoon drilled into it, looked at the scholar who was holding the book, frowned slightly, as if the etiquette was wrong, and backed out, knocking on the door. “I’m coming in” .

“… Come in.” Then she saw that she still entered through the door, and the scholar became more and more convinced that she learned the rules in the world … Nice, “Why did you come home at night?”

Spoon sat across the round table, took the teapot and poured water, and sighed, “Yeah, but there is no progress at all. I also went to see some other households who were lethargic, and I found all the monsters and ghosts, No stranger. “

The scholar smiled: “You can find out a few of them before going to sleep, you will always find a common ground, and touch that common ground, you will understand.”

The spoon suddenly realized, and Fang smiled, “You are still smart.”

The student sighed, “I call me stupid student every day.”

Spoon generously said, “Then start calling you smart scholars tomorrow.”

The student laughed aloud: “It’s always the same. Late at night, go back to sleep.”

“Well, you stupid student, go to bed earlier.”

Looking at the spoon full of smiles, as the rain hits Bihe without stains, he walks away with light steps, and the wind that sprints up like a fairy blows, he paused for a while. When she left, she sprinkled the tea she just drank on the table, raised her fingers in the pool of tea, and slowly collected it.

The tea water flowed down with his fingers, and before reaching the table, there was still a stream of water, but it was broken in one place, and he could not continue to follow the path of his fingers. The scholar did not give up, but still could not let the water continue to flow. It took a long time to put your hands away and dry the water on the table.

Obviously it can be solved easily, but she still has to let her resolve it by herself.

Although unwilling, only in this way can we return to spirit.

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Before the day went on, the spoon went out to inquire. This would be a bustling market, but many people already bought food. I asked the neighbours of a few people who were lethargic, but I heard where they went, what they ate, or what fairy priests they worshiped.

As soon as the scholar opened the door of the inn, he saw the old man with sugar painting sitting on the side of the inn and did not sip, as if he was waiting for someone to come over quietly. He took a closer look and looked like an ordinary person, no wonder the spoon couldn’t find it. After a while, I saw a spoon in pink and white clothes ran back from the wide and long street, just like a pearl beautiful jade, with fine beads of sweat permeating on his forehead, and blushing brightly. Under the soft light of the rising sun, he looked gorgeous. Cover your nose and tilt your head. Should it be so irritating early in the morning?

Before the spoon ran quickly, he almost stopped at him, grabbed his hands and looked away, and frowned: “The shopkeeper is coming in with me, something big.”

Although the spoon gripped his wrist with great strength, the delicate grasp did not hurt him at all. She was nervously pulled into the cashbox, squatting and squinting. My eyes were full of mystery and whispered, “Stupid stupid student. I inquired and found out that they have two things in common.”

The scholar was drunk on her soft hands, with a slight look: “You said.”

“The first is that they both said they wanted to die, but either they didn’t die or they didn’t act. Like Yuan’s mother, her husband is a gambler and a drunkard, and she often hit her. Yuan’s mother committed suicide last month and was killed. He was saved. There is also Master He, who has been ill for many years. Later Mrs. He died of the disease. He felt that he had been transmitted to her. He felt very guilty and was afraid that her only daughter would also get sick. They were all thinking, worrying about their daughter, and they were not happy. “

The scholar nodded, “What about the second one?”

Spoon bitterly said, “The second one is that they went through the road in front of us, without any exception, before going to sleep. And the distance was basically near us. This was nobody found, but I was everywhere Inquire, they look strange when they look at me again, and then they are far away from me … and also said that … there are monsters in our inn, because they are lethargic because of them, “she said angrily.” Our inn Where is the monster, I am so angry! “

The scholar blinked: “We do have a lot of monsters in our inn.”

The spoon also blinked, thinking for a moment that it seemed right, and then shook his head firmly: “We will not harm people.”

The student smiled: “When did that time start?”

Spoon retracted his hand and touched his chin: “Oh, it seems to be the first occurrence a month ago, and then one after another …” Speaking of this, his brows were tightened again, “It seems that after we took the Phoenix colorful feathers back, should we not? Would it be Phoenix to avenge the champion town? “

“Phoenix has a high self-esteem and won’t step into the world. And colorful feathers can be rebuilt. Even if it comes to revenge, it won’t wait that long.”

The spoon trembled: “Yes, if they do, the whole town will probably have been razed to the ground.”

She couldn’t help but get up and looked at the paved street on Qingshi Road. It seemed that she had to narrow it down again. When I was looking at it, I saw a child running happily with sugar paintings in his hands, and a sweetness came, refreshing. If it had been so happy, it would have been so good, and the inn has been …

She snapped back, frowning even more, and went out of the cashbox. She thought of worrying about the rain. When the rain monk appeared, the whole town was like a haze, which seduced everyone’s darkest side. Even now, when I smell the sweetness, I always think “if it can … how good”, it has a tempting feeling.

A sugar painting old man just walked to a customer in front of the stall. Spoon stepped forward and leaned over to paint: “Grandpa, I want a sugar painting.”

After all, the fingers turned, the pointer turned sharply like a vortex, and slowly stopped on a carriage. The old man, as always, calmly and skillfully picked up a small spoon and poured it into a painting. The spoon paid for it, took it back to the inn, and looked at it for a while without seeing anything. I took a bite and slowly melted it in my mouth. There was nothing strange about it. Seeing the scholar watching, he reached out and said, “Now.”

The scholar lowered his head and closed up, and Tang Kaka fell into his mouth: “Sweet.”

Eating sugar with a spoon is so sweet.

After you two bite me and eat one bite, the spoon will feel sweet and tired, and there is nothing wrong with it. Did she guess wrong? That old grandpa really looks the same, so she guessed wrong, right?

Sleeping at night, Spoon lying on the bed and summed up today’s investigation. Several clues have not strung together before falling asleep.

“Yuaner’s mother, the amount of salt in the dish is just right, delicious.”

The spoon shook his head. Where did the laughter come from, Yuaner fucking? Isn’t that the sleeping grandmother? Is that man the father of Yuaner who is an alcoholic gambler or a family rioter? She rubbed her eyes. Did she think too much and dream of them?

The small courtyard was clean and clean. Three people were sitting at the table with big fish and big meat. Yuan’er laughed and laughed, and the family was happy. Where does the man look like a half-drinker, picking vegetables for his wife, and coaxing his son to eat, he is clearly a model husband.

Spoon sighed, if only it was not a dream. As soon as she sighed, she saw that the dream turned sharply, and then went to another big house, and when she looked at the terrain, she almost didn’t jump up. This is not the Hefu who owed a lot of money. There were many slaves standing around the courtyard, all of them with dear smiles, and then looking at the man who enjoyed the moon and snacks in the courtyard, besides Master He and a little girl, even more amazing was that the deceased Mrs. He also in.

She frowned and blinked slightly, another blue sky and white sky, and now it was no longer a big house, but … Tongfu Inn.

She froze, and when she saw the people inside, she was even more stunned, and took a step forward subconsciously: “Grandpa …”

The old treasurer was holding up his notes. Hearing this voice, he looked up at her and smiled dearly: “Come back, go in and wash your hands, and eat.”

Spoon’s eyes were wet, his feet moved, he settled again, and shook his head: “Grandpa has returned to his hometown, you are not …”

The voice of vicissitudes gradually heard from his ears: “Is there a relationship between yes and no? What do you think the most?”

The spoon simmered for a moment, and the old shopkeeper smiled again, “What are you still doing, and everyone is waiting for you inside. How can you guard the inn without eating enough?”

“Guardian … Inn …”

Looking at the spoon, Xin Niang gourds are sitting there, grabbing the food, laughter, and fluttering into their ears. The body was gently pushed by someone, and a fascinating voice sounded in his ear: “Go, go in quickly.”

In fact, this is not a dream … even if it is a dream, it does not matter, you can stay with this grand in the inn with everyone.

I just took two steps, but I felt that there was no individual inside. She was staring closely, not remembering who it was, but she was missing one.

A very important, very important person. Spoon steps stagnated. After looking at it for a long time, my heart was empty and there was less … The scholar was not there …

The scholar who was hanging off at the critical moment was always absent.

The lifted right foot moved back again, but before moving away, his body was pushed suddenly: “Come in.”

She almost fell forward, seeing that her face was close to the ground, suddenly she was caught, took it into the warm arms, looked up, and it wasn’t the scholar who hanged her head.

The scholar looked down at her, his face slightly twisted, raised his hand to wipe the tears from her face, and smiled, “Don’t cry, I’m here.”

My heart shook, and Spoon reached out and hugged him, wondering why he cried. She wanted to go in just now, with grandpa and everyone, and with the inn, but she didn’t see the scholar.

The scholar’s body is tense. Count it … Is this the first time that Spoon actively took him? I gently inhaled my nose, eyes closed, and I looked at the dream like a real scene. It was so large but not flawed. I am afraid that even the immortals can hardly escape when they enter here and intoxicate directly in the dream. But the spoon escaped the illusion so quickly, without being confused by it, it was clear that the spiritual power had not returned.

Wait … The scholar stiffened his neck and lowered his head, saying, “Spoon …”

Spoon trying to find a sense of security in his arms looked up: “Hey?”

The scholar looked up at the sky: “Have you held so tightly, can’t you … Grind it … Grind it …”