I regained my composure, looked up at Xiaoyue, and said nothing.
"Well, Sister Taozi needs to rest. Take a look..."
I nodded slowly and walked slowly towards Xiaoyue.
"Taoist Master, you..."
I quickly made a silencing gesture: "Shh, don't wake Sister Taozi up."
"You're not busy now anyway. How about I give you some money to do my business."
After saying that, I shook my belt deliberately.
As I said that, I leaned forward, and she shrank back with a look of panic, always keeping a certain distance from me.
Nervous?
Right? When I saw her downstairs just now, the smile on her face was quite innocent.
How many words from me can make her scared?
"What are you afraid of? I don't eat people either!"
Before I finished speaking, I rushed forward and grabbed Xiaoyue.
The bone-chilling fragrance rushed into my brain along the nostrils. I grabbed her hand and slapped it directly.
The unicorn picture glowed again in my hand, and the familiar burning sensation returned again.
Xiaoyue's body swayed, and an afterimage floated out from her Tianling Cap.
"I asked you to pretend to be with me!"
"Whoosh!"
This thing wanted to get out through the crack in the door, so I immediately chased him out.
This thing is very fast, and it can't be caught up by people at all.
I watched helplessly as it floated to the first floor and disappeared.
"Why!"
Manager Huang pointed at me downstairs: "Is that a place you can go to? Get out of here!"
My mind is now filled with all the evil spirits floating away, and I have no time to care about any of this.
At this time, I once again looked at the statue of Guan Gong on the first floor.
Guan Gong is one of the five gods of wealth, so it is not unusual for him to be worshiped in some business places.
However, there are many ways to create the statue of Guan Gong. Businessmen generally worship the second master holding a sword horizontally. This is called "taking the wealth with a horizontal sword".
If Guan Gong stands with the tip of the sword pointing upward, this is "standing the sword to threaten life."
When the tip of the knife is pointed downward, it is called "drag the knife to control the house."
Those enshrined in Yueming Tower belong to the first type. It's just that Taozi didn't meet anyone sensible at first.
When the sword is drawn horizontally to Guan Gong, the tip of the sword cannot be thrust inward, otherwise people will inevitably be injured.
Turning around, I looked at Manager Huang and lowered my voice a lot: "Brother Huang, do we often get hurt?"
He looked up and said warily: "Why do you ask?"
I chuckled and said, "If you're curious, just ask."
"In this place, fights happen more often than you pee. Isn't it normal to hurt a few people?"
This basically confirms my thinking.
Turning around, I picked up the handkerchief from under the statue and gestured to Brother Huang: "I'm going to wipe the statue."
Brother Huang sneered a few times: "Quite diligent."
I wanted to take this opportunity to turn the tip of the knife inside, but when I tried hard with my hand, the tip of the knife broke!
Damn it!
Guan Yu is a righteous god in Taoism, and his god name is Emperor Xietian!
I broke his old man's weapon. This is a big sin!
"After wiping, come down quickly, we are waiting for work!"
In an instant, I was sweating. If Manager Huang found out, it would be another big trouble!
I gritted my teeth and put away the tip of the knife, waiting to find a way to repair it tomorrow.
There were so many guests at night, and it felt like it was overcrowded.
The private rooms on the first floor were already full, but there were still countless people queuing up here.
Manager Huang put his hands on his hips and muttered to himself: "Why are there so many people tonight?"
One night, I was like a spinning top, running around and busy.
There were even a few older waiters who were too tired to stand up.
Although my physical fitness is better, I can't stand such a torment.
A few hours later, I lay on the counter and gasped: "Brother, are there usually so many people?"
"Today is so fucking evil!"
Brother Huang tugged on his belt and muttered, "I'm not so busy during the holidays."
After finally answering these money-spending men correctly, I lay on the wall with my eyelids glued together.
Half asleep and half awake, I suddenly heard bursts of yelling and cursing.
"Are you going to die if the air conditioner is turned on so low?"
I was all excited and hurriedly stepped forward. Manager Huang apologized and walked quickly.
When I entered the private room, the cold air almost made me wet my pants.
However, when I touched the air conditioner switch, I was stunned.
The air conditioner is not turned on at all!
