Ever since I tamed that little ghost, Zhu Shi and I have established some kind of spiritual connection. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It took me a lot of time to really get to know and understand this connection.

Since the knife spirit "entered the shrine", when I was working in the store, I could occasionally hear some noisy sounds similar to the radio FM, the sound was different, I covered my ears and could hear it, and later consulted Zhao Haipeng to understand that it was the sound of the knife spirit calling the master.

Zhao Haipeng has never heard this kind of sound, but according to the elders of his family, the sound has nothing to do with the distance and distance, just like the quantum entanglement in science, real-time transmission, it is generally a kind of prompt or warning if there is something around the knife spirit or the master.

I was very happy at first to have a spiritual communication with the sword spirit, and I always felt that I had some kind of awesome superpower.

However, when I have a deep understanding of the connotation of this ability, I feel that this so-called "ability" is enough and boring enough.

After the hotel was open for more than half a month, I heard the sound of the "knife sound" of this bamboo poem five or six times, and the ghost girl only rang and didn't speak, so we can only guess to figure out its intentions. Although it took a lot of effort, I gradually understood some of the meaning of "speaking".

And those intentions of the sword spirit imp were figured out as soon as they were figured out...... But I really don't dare to compliment people, so far there are three words: "Eat, drink, play!"

I wasn't afraid of jokes when I said it, the first two times the knife sounded, the ghost girl saw that Zhao Haipeng's tofu was delicious, and let him be filial piety.

The last two times she called, it was because she valued the tofu skin fragrance in Zhao Shuihe's hand, and she had to fight with her.

Another time was even more speechless, she dragged me up in the morning, actually to play with the chicken, and it wasn't until I released the chickens out of the cage that she stopped from my mind.

And the most nonsensical thing is the one two days ago, when I got up in the morning and didn't eat breakfast, I ate a pack of instant noodles and a pack of noodles with Zhao Haipeng in the basement!

I didn't know that the bag of noodles touched her nerve, and she could actually let this little thing stare at it, so she had to hold a few chopsticks and put a small plate to offer to her.

With the above experience, I sincerely doubt that this knife spirit bamboo poem is a starving ghost or a wronged ghost, so obsessed with eating, no wonder it will be attached to the kitchen knife.

So this time, when the murmur of the sword spirit bamboo poem echoed in my head again, I was not surprised, but I was a little surprised by the slightly strange and high-frequency vibration today.

This time, the echo of the sword spirit was different from the previous ones, like an anxious whisper, and like an anxious alarm.

The sword spirit kept buzzing in my head, as if it were giving some kind of warning or prompt.

Strange, I first held back the confusion, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks left by the shopkeeper Tong, and then ran to the basement to meet with Zhao Haipeng and Zhao Shuihe, and at the same time wanted them to help me answer the doubts in my heart.

In the kitchen, after I saw Zhao Haipeng, I immediately said: "It's strange today, the sword spirit is buzzing in my head again, and the movement is quite big." ”

"Big movement?" Zhao Haipeng put down the kitchen knife in his hand and asked, "Is it the same as the alarm?"

"This ......," I listened carefully again, then nodded, "a little bit, it's not the same as before." ”

When Zhao Haipeng heard this, he first put down the work at hand, glanced at the kitchen knife that was enshrined on the blessed throne, and then asked me: "Is there any guest here?"

I replied, "A family of three, two adults and one child, I personally welcomed them in." ”

Zhao Haipeng frowned slightly, and then asked me, "What dishes did they order, give me the menu." ”

When I heard this, I didn't dare to slack off, so I hurriedly ran out and asked Zhang Asi for the family's order menu to show Zhao Haipeng.

After Zhao Haipeng read the menu, he carefully stared at our enshrined kitchen knife for a while, and then said to me with a serious face: "There is a problem with this family, let's go up and take a look, and we can't do it!"

Zhao Haipeng glanced at the menu and said that he wanted to do it, so I was naturally curious. Besides, what's the big deal to do with the customer?

Contrary to common sense, I didn't act immediately, but took back the menus of the three customers and took a closer look at what they ordered, but ...... I really can't see anything.

Three bowls of noodle consommé with a poached egg. What's wrong with eating in the ordinary?

I was puzzled, so I naturally asked, but Zhao didn't even have a chance to let me speak this time.

He made another stop gesture at me, and then quickly ordered Zhao Shuihe to press the order and put down the dishes, then turned around and hurriedly ran up.

Watching him go up, Zhao Shuihe also said to me: "Third child, you should also hurry up and take a look, there is definitely something wrong with those three guests, otherwise Zhao Haipeng would not be like that." ”

"There's a question, why doesn't he tell me now?" I was surprised.

Zhao Shuihe shook his head and said meaningfully: "You haven't seen it yet, Zhao Haipeng is a person who abides by the old rules, and one of the three laws and three strict and four non-actions of the Five Organs Temple is called strict self-discipline, which means that you don't talk nonsense, and you can't slander the guests before some things are clarified......

After listening to Zhao Shuihe's words, I stopped complaining, and then followed Zhao Haipeng's steps and walked out.

I understand that for a person like Zhao who values the old rules, he can only follow his rules step by step.

Back in the hotel lobby, I couldn't help but focus on the three new guests.

One of the three guests was a young man in an army green shirt, he was not tall, but very strong, and next to him sat their child, about five or six years old, with a snot bubble in his mouth, and a smile and a lovely obedient look.

In addition to the two of them, the woman in the red coat who was sitting on the other side of the child had already gone to the toilet, and I heard a loud sound of the faucet in the toilet, as if the woman was washing her hands.

Really ordinary couple, can't see anything special.

So I turned to look at Zhao Haipeng again.

What makes me strange is that Zhao Haipeng, who couldn't wait to see this young couple, was sitting at a table elsewhere like nothing at this time.

Lao Zhao didn't know where he took Zhao Shuihe's favorite oil sunflower seeds, and found another cup of tea, drinking it while snorting, sometimes looking at the newspaper, sometimes looking out the window.

However, he would never glance at the couple.

Zhao Haipeng's appearance was strange, and it also made my second monk feel his head, so instinctively, I glanced at the man with the child and didn't move.

At just one glance, the man looked at my sudden appearance and immediately showed subconscious alertness.

After all, I have been running a restaurant for five years, and I think I have a good way of seeing people, and although men's subconscious vigilance is hidden, it has not been able to hide my observations.

What is he deliberately guarding me for?