The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the two-storey restaurant, like the magic pen in Ma Liang's hand, when the entrance of the slightly dilapidated restaurant was painted in an antique style.

Lin Haoran's feet left a slender shadow on the stone steps, and he walked out of the door of the restaurant, which was slightly dim, and the tables and chairs in the lobby were neatly arranged, but there were no customers.

The little servant sitting on the table and chair on the left side of the door put his hand on his cheek and turned his face towards the door, but his eyes were closed, and he was snoring softly between his noses, and he was sleeping there, not knowing that someone had come in.

No one?

Lin Haoran looked up the stairs, but still didn't see a customer, looking so weird. The inns in the county town are full everywhere, but the restaurant is empty.

"Childe, do you want to eat a dustpan?"

Just when Lin Haoran was confused, a nice voice came from inside, so he looked for prestige, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

But I saw a beautiful woman about 20 years old coming from the house, her eyebrows were like spring mountains, and her eyes were full of autumn water, which made people dizzy and excited. This is a fresh and refined face, the face is as white as clotted fat, the nose is high, the red lips are thin and intoxicating, and the slender body is wearing a long white dress, like a demon fox who has come out of a mythological painting book.

This woman is too beautiful!

Lin Haoran quickly regained his senses, and suddenly his eyes widened, thinking about those legends of demons and orphans. Even though he was an atheist, a cold sweat could not help but rise up on his spine, and the signs of this kind were too similar to the story.

The empty restaurant, a poor scholar who went to the exam, and a demon orphan who captivated the country and the city, what a familiar story background!

"Childe, do you want to eat a dustpan?"

While he was sweating profusely, the beauty had already come to his side, and a faint fragrance wafted in the air, which was intoxicating.

"Yes!"

Lin Haoran realized that this room was very gloomy, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and did not dare to disobey the meaning of this demon fox. But the doubts in his heart were even worse, why the woman only asked him if he wanted to cook such a snack as a dustpan, instead of selling him food and drinks.

"Childe, please wait!"

The beauty bowed, and then walked back inside, but the smell of the air was not gone.

Lin Haoran watched her walk inside, and then turned her head to look at the open door, the outside was very bright, especially the eaves dyed red by the setting sun, and the noise of the street was faintly audible.

Walk!

In that moment, he made a decision that seemed timid, even though he was an atheist, but he had to get out of here first, at least out of the streets.

Although the sun is not scorching outside, the sunset is still sun, which should be able to stop the monsters.

It's just that something terrible happened!

He was carrying his baggage, and when he heard movement behind him, he immediately rushed to the door desperately. I felt that the doorway was getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed that it was only a stone's throw away from the light, and I couldn't help but smile brightly on my face.

As a result, a long bench was laid across the front, and his kneecap hit the bench hard, and the whole person rose into the air, and a hungry dog pounced on his food, and his face fell heavily to the ground.

When night falls, half of the restaurant is shrouded in night.

On a square table in the lobby of the restaurant, an oil lamp was lit, but the flame was only the size of a broad bean, and it could not illuminate the entire lobby, but only a small area around the table.

Lin Haoran's right trouser leg was rolled up high, and a large red bag was swollen at the knee, while a stunning woman was holding an egg and was carefully placing it on the red and swollen area.

The shopkeeper who started the job stood beside him dejectedly, looking at Lin Haoran with some complexity. He had just woken up, and when he saw the scholar rushing towards the door, he thought that he was another one who ate white food, and immediately became angry and wanted to stop this man and throw the bench in front of him.

It's just that who knows, this turned out to be a misunderstanding!

He didn't understand why this person was in such a hurry since he didn't come to eat white food, he was simply fleeing at that time, and it was more like eating white food than eating white food.

"Ning Caichen, Zhejiang people, generous, incorruptible and self-respecting. Each pair said: 'Life is the same. 'It is suitable to go to Jinhua, to Beiguo, and unpack Lanruo. The tower in the temple is magnificent, but the canopy is high and no one is there, and it seems to be a no-brainer......"

Lin Haoran was in a depressed mood, but it was difficult to directly explain the reason for her timidity, so when she wrapped herself, she talked about the short story "Nie Xiaoqian" in Pu Songling's "Strange Tales from Liaozhai".

At the beginning, the beauty was still concentrating on bandaging, but she heard: "Xiaoqian, surnamed Nie, died at the age of eighteen, buried on the side of the temple, threatened by monsters, served as a lowly officer, and was shy to others, which is really not fun." There is no one to kill in the temple today, and I am afraid that I should come with a yaksha. She couldn't help but stop, and her eyes fell on Lin Haoran's face.

In the end, she simply stood across the table and listened to the story.

I just heard that "Lan Xisheng came with a servant to wait for the test, lived in the east chamber, and died violently at night." She suddenly giggled, staring at him with starry eyes, as if she had seen it all.

Lin Haoran looked at her eyes like a fox, as if she was born to charm people's souls, so she couldn't help but ask again: "Girl, don't you know...... Nie Xiaoqian, right? ”

"My surname is Nie, and my name is Yunzhu!" Nie Yunzhu smiled and looked at him quite interestingly.

I have seen many people who praise her beauty, but I have never seen her praise like this. Thinking that he had fled in a hurry before, and that he was even more injured because of it, he felt that this was very interesting, and he seemed to really think that she was a demon fox before.

Lin Haoran looked at her pretty face dyed red by candlelight, and really felt suffocated, and even realized that "peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic", which does not seem to be a lie.

Nie Yunzhu is not a female ghost, nor a fox demon, but a living person.

Because her husband died on the day of her marriage, she was known as an unknown person. Because his father was seriously ill, he supported this restaurant by himself, but it was considered unknown by the world, so the restaurant's business plummeted.

Now the shopkeeper fled with the money, and the cook found another place, but fortunately, she had a craft of making dim sum, but she did not let the restaurant close down. It's just a pity that Lin Haoran came unfortunately, and mistakenly mistook her for a demon fox, so she had such a joke.

Seon lost his horse, how to know if it is a blessing!

This is indeed very philosophical, although Lin Haoran was injured inexplicably, but he solved the problem of food and accommodation. That night he was in half a restaurant, and although he could only put together a random piece of work with a table, it was better than sleeping on the street.

But what made him quite speechless was that before going to sleep, he heard a flute sound coming from the backyard, like a cry of grievance, which was pitiful. However, Lin Haoran suddenly remembered Nie Xiaoqian, and immediately had goosebumps all over her body, shivering in the bed.

He was originally a wolf, but he was scared into a dog by a beauty!