Breaking the two halves from the hare's lip, the grass murmured: "If the spring breeze hadn't blown it again, my grass would have been wiped out by you."
"Speak in a civilized manner." Yu Sheng vaguely heard a sentence when he brought out the food, "You are ready to stop eating other people's food, so don't waste it."
"Who ruined it?" Cao'er was confused.
It's not easy to explain this in front of too many people, so Yu Sheng went back to the kitchen to fetch things.
Cao'er first gnawed at the rabbit's cheek, and the meat was already very rotten. He sucked it with his lips and licked it with his tongue, and the fragrant and rotten meat came into his mouth.
She didn't forget to lick her lips, so Guai Zai couldn't help but push her, "Okay, is it so exaggerated?"
"You don't understand my hatred, but it's really delicious." Cao'er said, "It's true that it was raised on grass."
"That's a compliment. It's so heartbreaking." Aunt Qing said.
There are many people in the inn who know Cao'er's identity, but Yu Sheng is not one of them.
"She has gone crazy." Yu Sheng handed the boiled wine to Aunt Qing.
The demon ghost sat on the grass opposite, gnawing on a pig's trotter happily.
"She doesn't look like a maid at all." Yu Sheng scolded her.
For the rest of her life, she wished she could have a meal full of vegetables, but this summoned object had to spend merit points to order it to move.
Seeing the demon raising a pig's trotters to annoy him, Yu Sheng said: "Be careful what I spend so that you can hide under the quilt."
The ghost was frightened, and he quickly lowered his head and took a bite of green vegetables with his chopsticks.
"You are really crazy." Cao'er said.
"Why are you so mad? I'm so handsome..." Ye Zigao walked downstairs.
He had just finished eating with Miss Chan, and when he came downstairs, he heard everything Yu Sheng said.
"Of course, it's still worse than the shopkeeper's." Ye Zi is a talented person, and he never forgets to improve himself for the rest of his life, "But it's not like he ranks among the top two in the inn."
Bai was unhappy, "If you give your conscience to Gouzi, don't hurt me."
"Speaking of Gouzi, where is Gouzi?" Yu Sheng changed the subject, after all, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't stand such praise.
"He disappeared in the afternoon. He was probably bullying some bad guys in the town." Ye Zigao said.
"I'm not happy to hear this. Gouzi is not a bully, he is still very moral." Yu Sheng said.
While chatting, everyone sat down and started to eat. Fu Nan did not come back from the city, and the little old man just ate without raising his head.
"Old man, what's wrong with you today? You didn't say a word. Are you trying to recharge your batteries for something big tonight?" Yu Sheng asked with a smile.
"Ah, no, no." said the little old man who came to his senses.
Ye Zigao said: "Don't worry, your enemy won't be able to escape in Yangzhou."
"Yes, don't worry. If you are afraid that the shopkeeper's plan is not comprehensive, we will go to the city to find it tomorrow."
They both knew that their enemy was Wu Zhu, but they still didn’t know why the little old man and Wu Zhu had become enemies.
Bai Gaoxing said, "Yes, although we don't know this Wu Zhu, it's definitely easy to find the one who covers his face."
"It's okay, don't worry at this moment." The little old man forced a smile.
"Old man, you are not in good spirits today. You haven't beaten the Calabash Ghost in the past half day." Cao'er said, making the Calabash Ghost tremble under the wooden ladder.
She skillfully hooked up the rabbit tongue with her fingers and bit it in her mouth, just like a little girl with no breasts. "Are you sick? How about I check it for you?"
"No, I'm just a little tired." The little old man took a few mouthfuls of rice, stood up and said, "I'll go up and rest first."
"There is a ghost." Cao'er and Ye Zi said in unison as they watched his figure disappearing on the wooden ladder.
"Don't worry, he is a ghost hunter." Yu Sheng joked again.
When everyone looked at him, they couldn't appreciate the humor in it at all, and for the rest of his life, he only laughed at himself.
Aunt Qing gave him a piece of tofu and said, "Don't be discouraged, you worked hard."
Now everyone laughed.
When the dog came in from outside, he was startled by the sudden burst of laughter. He saw food being added to the dog's bowl and was dragged out of the door.
"Remember to drag it back." Yu Sheng called to it.
A dog barked in the distance, and I didn't know who it wanted to bribe today.
After eating and tidying up, everyone discussed for a while and then went up to rest until late at night.
Yu Sheng spoke to the god of agriculture who came to drink for a while, telling him not to be afraid of Wu Zhu's group.
"If they dare to harm you, I will demolish their witch monastery tomorrow." Yu Sheng said.
"Don't worry, that dog is a good dog, but a bit ugly." said the God of Agriculture.
He was referring to the ugly dog named Gouyan brought by Wuxi, "It has a pair of eyes that can see ghosts, similar to your eyes."
"What you said means that I have dog eyes, right?" Yu Sheng added wine to him.
The God of Agriculture smiled, "That's not true. It's not as good as you. It can't touch ghosts."
"How can I compete with a dog?" Yu Sheng took a sip of wine and said, "Have you ever tried it?"
Feng'er was also beside her, holding up her chopsticks to devour the dishes on the counter. The inn was her home after midnight.
Seeing the God of Agriculture nodding, Yu Sheng said: "You really dare to come close to Wu Zhu."
"That's not true," said the God of Agriculture. "When I came here, I saw the ugly dog and the dog together, so I walked over to take a look."
The ugly dog was about to bark, but after being slapped by the dog, he lowered his head and went to eat in the dog bowl.
This dog food has spiritual power and is much better than what it ate at Wu Zhu's place.
After seeing off the God of Agriculture and telling Feng'er to pay attention to the little old man, Yu Sheng also went upstairs to sleep.
After sleeping until midnight, when the inn was silent, the little old man got up rustlingly.
He picked up the bundle that had been prepared by the bedside, quietly opened the door and went downstairs. Although he couldn't see Feng'er, his sense of smell told him that the female ghost was looking at her.
The little old man had already predicted it. He used a fire folding device to light two pieces of colorful paper, which burned to ashes and appeared in the hands of the female ghost.
"This money comes from Beiming. You can buy anything in the ghost world. As long as you keep quiet, I will burn it for you when you get back." The little old man said to the air.
He asked Xiao Gen to go into the city to collect this paper money. Many people in Yangzhou City took this money from Xunweizhai back to treasure it.
Feng'er touched the money. This paper money was real and definitely not the fake paper money that was burned on weekdays.
She had also heard that the money was indeed spent by ghosts.
The little old man smelled the smell and knew that the female ghost had left, but he didn't know where she went until he heard the sound of a stone mill in the backyard.
"Money can make the world go round." The little old man said to himself and walked out of the backyard in the dark.
Maomao is not here. After this guy came back last night, he went to find his wife again today.
He went out of the backyard and found the place where the paper figurines, incense candles and sunflowers were hidden. He picked them up and turned to the street to touch in the direction of the shrine.
During this period, I met the black cat and the police sergeant. The two cats were dragging salted fish while walking on the street. When they saw the little old man, they greeted him and disappeared into the darkness.
After getting closer to the shrine, the little old man turned to the dark side of the street.
He had already figured out this place. It was the house of Grandma Wu's son, and they were in the city.
Take out the incense burner, light the candles, and place them on the broken table prepared in advance.
Then he opened the bag and took out the cinnabar and yellow talisman paper. By the candlelight, the little old man dipped his brush in cinnabar and made two strokes on the two talismans.
Standing two paper figures in front of the table, with two talismans on each forehead, the little old man stepped back to the table, lit three sticks of incense and respectfully inserted them into the incense burner.
After doing this, he took out a handful of colorful paper and sighed: "If I hadn't seen you occasionally in the city, I really wouldn't have been able to invite you."
After that, the little old man lit the pile of paper and threw it into the brazier.
Then, he hung a talisman on the money sword, and after reciting a few incantations of "Heaven and Earth have spirits", the talisman on the sword suddenly ignited.