The shadows of the trees are swaying, and the evening breeze blows the leaves of the locust trees gently.

Su Cheng walked over vigilantly, but found that there was nothing unusual about the whole tree, it was exactly the same as an ordinary tree.

The aroma of roasted chestnuts is not on the trees, but in the weeds at the roots!

Smelling the fragrance, Su Cheng used his paws to remove the weeds, and unexpectedly found that there was a worn-out ceramic spoon in it, and in the middle of the spoon were five chestnuts.

"Why don't you ask the cook for it and then don't eat it, do you want to collect it and prepare it for the winter?"

He complained inwardly, then fiddled a chestnut in front of him, bowed his head and prepared to bite it with his teeth.

Who knew that at this time, the lying spoon stood up directly, and turned into the strange hand in the kitchen just now, and slapped it towards Su Cheng viciously, "Put it down, put it down!" ”

It is impossible to put down the food in his mouth, Su Cheng's teeth are very sharp, and his upper and lower jaws are forced at the same time, and the chestnut shell is crushed with a click, and then swallowed.

While eating, while dodging the attack of the strange hand, he did not forget to pull the hatred, "I just help you taste the taste of this chestnut." ”

However, the strange hand didn't understand what the cat was saying, and was so angry that he wanted to catch the thief!

Su Cheng was actually quite surprised, this locust tree did not become a sperm, but why did the spoon actually become a sperm and can also be transformed into a strange hand?

After dodging for a while, he found that the strange hand just looked bluffing, and both speed and power were pitiful!

So the horn of the counterattack was sounded.

He dodged to the side as his strange hand slapped on the ground, and then his two front paws pressed the strange hand extremely hard, so that it could not break free at all.

The strange hand kept trying to struggle and escape, but Su Cheng's strength was far from being comparable to that of a normal kitten, even if there was a gap with a tiger, it was definitely stronger than an ordinary leopard.

The noise had already alarmed the cook and the rest of the sleeping people in the kitchen, and room after room was lit with candles and oil lamps, and the doors were about to be pushed out with their clothes draped.

Quick!

Su Cheng had never learned to subdue demons, he lowered his head and directly bit the strange hand with his teeth, and at the same time encouraged the demon power in his body to inject into his teeth, and the strange hand screamed in one bite, and directly changed back to its original form.

"What's the name of the ghost in the middle of the night!"

"Go, go, where did the cat come from!"

"I was scared to death, I thought it was a ghost."

"Bad luck, it's actually a black cat."

These servants all thought that the scream just now was from Su Cheng, and they were woken up in their sleep one by one, and their faces were extremely dissatisfied.

Su Cheng didn't care about the rest, he bit the handle of the spoon and trotted all the way to the dense branches and leaves of the locust tree to dodge, he was thinking about how to deal with this spoon essence.

It doesn't seem to be harmful, but it's just that asking the chef for a roasted chestnut every day is very low!

However, Su Cheng was not a Taoist priest or a demon slayer, and what he wanted to figure out was why an ordinary ceramic spoon turned into a spirit, which was a little too strange.

Before he could react, the gourd around his neck absorbed the soul on the spoon, and then the spoon gradually turned to ashes and was carried away by the night wind.

It seems that nothing related to the soul can escape the clutches of the treasure gourd, and Su Cheng is very satisfied with this.

This time, the speed of gourd refining was a little slow, and the soul power was fed back after the time of a stick of incense had passed.

Big supplement!

Cheng Jing's soul was really extraordinary, stronger than the ghost that devoured Wu Mingyuan before.

However, along with the soul power, there are also memory fragments.

Su Cheng not only needed to use the demon power to carry and digest the soul power day by week, but was also substituted into the memory of the spoon spirit.

It turned out to be a spoon used to scoop water in the kitchen of the post house, and it had been used for about 20 years, and the bottom of the spoon was cracked, and it often leaked when scooping water.

So the cook replaced it with a new spoon and threw the old spoon out the window!

The so-called utensils, as long as they have been used by people for more than a few decades, will naturally have a soul to possess them. The soul is full of spirits, and it will appear every night.

In the memory fragments of the spoon, the cook had to use the spoon to scoop water and drink it every night after eating the chestnuts before going to sleep.

Because I miss the good old days too much, the spoon that has become refined will appear in human hands, and ask the cook for roasted chestnuts!

Unconsciously, Su Cheng couldn't help but shake his head lightly after reading the remaining memories of the spoon spirit.

The kingdom is dying, and the demons are dancing.

It was a bit of a shame that he hadn't looked at the most desired change spell.

"Even spoons have feelings for people, but humans discard them casually."

Su Cheng laughed at himself, who knows if any of the items he discarded in his previous life were refined.

He didn't have time to think about it, the soul power comparable to the Ten Perfection Tonic Soup was constantly transmitted, and it was estimated that there would be a long time before refining.

In order not to be left at the post station, he temporarily stopped refining, but jumped down from the locust tree, found the Chase Shop where Su Ci and other female dependents lived, and continued to cultivate under their bedside.

……

Chang'an is like a blazing melting pot.

The streets were filled with merchants, officials, monks, and foreigners, all mingling wonderfully with the noise.

Hu people in leather coats and boots strutted their heads, and the wine shop not far away was full of leisurely Hu music.

The red-haired and blue-eyed people of the Western Regions even rode on horsebacks.

The sound of people's conversations, the sound of cars and horses, the sound of selling, and the constant smell of food all surprised Suci, who grew up in a small town.

"Mother, can we also play on the street in the future?"

The little girl drooled at the sight of those exquisite sugar paintings, and everything around her was so fresh.

Suzaku Street was solemn, and the officials and Jin Wuwei were on both sides of the road, vigilantly checking the passers-by.

"Our Pei Mansion is over there in Guangdefang, and after going back to meet Mrs. and Miss, if you are free, your mother will take you to Qinglong Temple to offer incense." Liu Qiao also misses the time in Chang'an, the child who was still in swaddling clothes has now become a slim girl!

Su Cheng only opened his eyes at this time, he had been silently refining his soul power before, and he had finally finished digesting it just now.

After he heard the noisy sound outside, he silently thought in his heart: "It's finally time to Chang'an, I hope there are enough fresh souls and ghosts here in Chang'an." ”

At present, Su Cheng's ambition is not big, and he doesn't have any idea of dominating the world or winning the sky and destroying the righteous path, he just wants to enhance his strength more, and it is best to cultivate into a demon as soon as possible.

Without cultivation exercises, without peerless immortal grass adventures, all he can do is to be a scavenger.

That's right, Su Cheng positioned himself as a scavenger, helping the residents of Chang'an get rid of ghosts and souls that may become ghosts, which is simply a great credit!

Of course, if he didn't have a fresh soul, then he would have to make a few by himself.

Presumably, the huge Chang'an City will never lack a dark side.