Bai Su has good hearing, and a question mark slowly appeared on his forehead at this moment.
Bai Su: What is this woman talking about?
Bai Su looked down at himself and felt that his skin color could not match black.
Interrupted by the reddish-brown woman's muttering to herself, the surrounding atmosphere became unpredictable.
Bai Su poured himself a glass of water and took a sip. The tea provided in the temple tasted good.
He was drinking tea here, and the woman over there looked over at him after she finished reading.
The woman's eyes wandered back and forth on the black-haired young man, very presumptuously. Seeing the black-haired young man's eyes fluttering, the hand holding the teacup began to tighten, and his skin surface showed slight wrinkles——
The reddish-brown-haired woman immediately raised her hands, tiptoed, and moved the stool back a little.
The friction sound between the chair legs and the ground was very harsh, and it was very obvious even in this noisy banquet hall.
However, no one looked over, even the other two humans at the table just lowered their heads and did their own thing.
"I'm not here to cause trouble." The red-brown-haired woman repeated again. She raised her hand and spread it flat in front of her, "I'm just curious."
I was curious about the same kind of people, but who would have thought that when I came over to sit down, I found that the same kind of people didn't know anything about them and were not very easy to communicate with.
Gee, that would be a bit boring.
The woman puffed up her face, a little unhappy.
Fortunately, she had chatted with the human next to the black-haired young man in advance, but she didn't ask anything.
"Similar means that we are neither supernatural nor human. You can research it yourself." Seeing that both of them are skin-crackers, the reddish-brown-haired woman replied, "Oh, I thought I could find someone to chat with."
"Let's talk about skin peeling experience."
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"That's it -" the reddish-brown-haired woman sighed bitterly, "It's rare to meet someone who is willing to take on the appearance of a human being. You know, most of them... well, they are weird anyway."
To describe it as bizarre is a euphemism, but to describe it in terms of human aesthetics is extremely shabby.
Bai Su narrowed his eyes in confusion and remained silent.
He really didn't feel any hostility from the other party. Although the aura was a bit dangerous, he could still bear it after keeping the distance.
Strange "kind".
Forget it, no matter what.
He tapped the table with his fingertips twice and asked a question: "Will you compete with me for food?"
This is something that monsters who put appetite first are more concerned about.
Whether they are really of the same kind is another matter, but if they compete with him for food - the black-haired young man's pupils began to dilate again.
The reddish-brown-haired woman paused and looked at Bai Su strangely: "Eat...? Ah, that's probably not possible."
Although she didn’t know which part of her finger she was eating, the reddish-brown-haired woman thought she didn’t come to Fuzhao Temple to find food.
All her actions can be summarized as follows: I heard that there was a Dharma conference here, I stopped by to take a look, I saw a "person" who seemed to be the same type of person halfway up the mountain, and I made an appointment with the "person" at Fuzhao Temple to confirm.
Why choose Fuzhao Temple? The main reason is to have a meal. The meal provided by Fuzhao Temple today will be quite special.
After all, there will be a Dharma meeting in the temple tomorrow.
The reddish-brown-haired woman twirled her cup: "Mr. Bai, do you want to stay here?"
"Yes." Bai Su put down the tea cup, touched his eyeballs, and brushed his hand on the back of his right hand to smooth the wrinkled skin, "Isn't it Miss Qi?"
The woman glanced sideways at the monks passing by and said lazily: "No, I just came to have a meal, not spend the night."
After thinking about it for a while, the reddish-brown-haired woman was still a little concerned: "Is your focus only on food?"
"Otherwise?" Bai Su asked strangely, "There is a saying among humans that is right... Well, if you are not active in eating, you have a problem with your thinking?"
Reddish-brown-haired woman:…
Hey, there were people who had fun before, but now there are people who work hard.
It's hopeless, what the hell are her kind?
The reddish-brown-haired woman didn't know what to make of her expression, so she added: "Don't worry, I won't compete with you for food, Mr. Bai."
After saying this, she moved the stool to the side again, and the sound of this movement was heard by humans.
Wei Wenxue, who was relatively close to her, raised his head and looked dizzy again after meeting the woman's light brown eyes.
"Qi...Miss Qi?" The flaxen-haired girl didn't know where her hands and feet were, "Why are you sitting next to me?"
Wei Wenxue had no impression that the other party had moved. She felt that one second the red-brown-haired woman was sitting next to the black-haired young man, and the next second she was sitting next to her.
The woman smiled and did not answer the reason. Instead, she chatted with Wei Wenxue about some fashion topics, and then asked about the three of them during their trip.
"Oh? It turns out that Miss Wei didn't sleep that night."
"Yeah, I was..."
Under the spell of her smile, Wei Wenxue soon started chatting with others in a daze. Most of the time, Wei Wenxue was talking, and women occasionally answered.
If this was a set of information, Wei Wenxue would have probably told everything she knew.
Then, Bai Su saw the reddish-brown-haired woman who was listening to Wei Wenxue glance at him, as if she wanted to express something to him.
Express...what?
Bai Su, who couldn't understand, looked back suspiciously. The reddish-brown-haired woman looked at him for a few seconds. The smile on her face froze for a moment. She sighed and then looked away.
"Miss Qi?"
"Ah, I was a little distracted just now, and I thought of a person with a wooden head."
Bai Su felt that there was something in the other person's words, and before he could ask the curly-haired young man who was also dizzy, the people in the banquet hall were almost gathered, and the monks in the temple gave a signal to prepare the food.
Bai Su immediately shifted his attention and looked at the side door of the hall.
The monks pushing the dining cart filed in, and the alluring smell poured in as the hall door opened wide.
Because it is specially provided for guests, the dishes served on the table are fancy and fancy, and the dishes are specially arranged. Any simple dish with the main body of radish is carved with flowers, and the petal patterns are lifelike.
At least that's what it seems on the surface.
Bai Su couldn't help but move his chopsticks as he listened to the human exclamations coming from everywhere.
What do dishes look like under the human eye?
He looked at the curly-haired young man, who also showed surprise in his eyes and recommended to him: "Brother Bai, I didn't expect the food in the temple to be so good. I can't tell that it's all vegetarian!"
According to what the human said, there was a plate of pork belly with pickled vegetables in front of him. It looked like meat. After picking it up with chopsticks, he discovered that it was made of soy products and was then poured with caramel color to make it look like the real thing.
"That's it."
Bai Su also plucked it twice with his chopsticks. He was thinking about whether to tell humans that the dishes he thought were made from soy products were actually meat.
The meat is so sticky that it is picked up from the oily soup. This is true for both red and white meat.
The bamboo chopsticks scooped the vegetarian vegetables into the bowl and put them into the mouth. The salty and sweet taste exploded in the mouth, and the tip of the tongue tasted a little sticky.
The sticky feeling is similar to the flowing air in this temple.
It was quite delicious, so delicious that he wanted to walk around the kitchen and look at the ingredients.
The black-haired young man holding his face kept picking up the vegetables, but he did not stop the human being from eating this obviously problematic food.
Neither Bai Su nor the red-brown-haired woman opposite made a sound to remind him.
At most, Baisu can only compete with humans for a few chopstick dishes.
Faced with the curly-haired youth's accusing gaze, Bai Su reluctantly spoke: "Eat less, be careful of diarrhea at night."
(End of chapter)
