"Ah? Is there something wrong with this dish?"
An Xiangwen lowered his voice, and when he saw that there were no monks around, he asked Bai Su in a low voice.
There were a lot of vegetables in his bowl, but he seemed hesitant at the moment, not sure whether to put them in his mouth.
"It should be fine." Bai Su looked at the dishes that were obviously meat dishes uncertainly, "Hmm...can't you kill someone if you eat them?"
He didn't see any rotten or maggot-infested parts, nor did he see any human tissue mixed in, except that it didn't look quite right, so it should be fine.
It's just that the actual meat dishes are regarded as vegetarian dishes by humans.
The reason was unclear, and considering that this was a problematic temple, he didn't bother to delve into it.
An Xiangwen:......
An Xiangwen put down the bowl and chopsticks and finished the food in the bowl. At this moment, he was sixty percent full.
At this time, the monk came and served the last dish.
"It's vegetarian chicken." The monk said, "Please give it a try."
The dish is deliberately arranged in the shape of a roasted chicken and is bright yellow, with bright red sauce drizzled on top. If it weren't for the shape, it would be more appropriate to call it white-cut chicken.
An Xiangwen asked tentatively: "Can I eat it?"
"Well..." Even Bai Su was silent for a moment.
How to put it...what kind of chef can cook such a dish?
In the eyes of humans, a bright yellow vegetarian dish is like a whole chicken roasted with crispy skin and golden color in Baisu's eyes.
Different from a normal roast chicken, the body of this chicken is split in the middle. Shark-like teeth are arranged on both sides. A lying tongue can be vaguely seen between the teeth. There are also two whitened chickens embedded in the body on the left and right. eyeballs.
Do chickens have eyes on their bodies? The answer is no.
Bai Su stretched out his chopsticks and poked it twice. The deflated eyeballs were easily punctured. The white juice inside slid down along the edge and smelled a bit like butter.
From the perspective of humans, Baisu is like cutting through the texture of soy products, and the thick white soup inside flows down, making people move their index fingers.
An Xiangwen smelled a little greedy and asked again: "Can I eat it?"
The brown-red-haired woman opposite saw the interaction between the two and laughed out loud. She took the initiative to take away a large piece with her chopsticks, and then winked at An Xiangwen.
"If you're not afraid of diarrhea, you can eat it."
The curly-haired young man hesitated, but finally put down his chopsticks.
It doesn't feel good, life is at stake.
He watched silently as Bai Su divided the whole roast chicken and Miss Qi into half, and then the entire table was swept away.
Their table was the most thoroughly cleaned up in the entire hall.
After Bai Su cleared the table, he burped and waved to the nearby monk.
The monk saw the gesture and came over.
Bai Su pointed to the empty plate: "It's delicious. Can you order more, or can you visit the kitchen?"
He is more curious about ingredients.
The monk couldn't help but smile after hearing this: "The portions for each table here are set... You shouldn't be allowed to go to the kitchen, it's not open to all donors."
"That's such a pity." Bai Su seemed to have a regretful expression, "Can I ask where your kitchen is?"
This question can be answered. The monk said it was on the fourth floor of the tower and told Baisu not to run around.
"If you really want to taste it, you can come back next time."
"Then there must be a chance next time, right?" The reddish-brown-haired woman sitting next to him suddenly interjected.
"...?" The monk didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, so he could only bow twice to the female donor with his hands clasped together.
The reddish-brown-haired woman raised her lips and smiled, but that smile was somewhat sarcastic.
After eating and drinking, the reddish-brown-haired woman stood up and said goodbye.
She exchanged contact information with Wei Wenxue, who requested it. After getting her phone number, the flaxen-haired girl's face turned red and she looked very excited.
After that, the reddish-brown-haired woman looked at Bai Su.
"Miss Qi." The black-haired young man raised his eyebrows, "Is there anything else?"
"Say goodbye and wish you a pleasant stay at Fuzhao Temple." The reddish-brown-haired woman smiled mysteriously at Bai Su, "From now on... forget it, there is no need to say goodbye."
After that, she left the hall just as she came. Bai Su noticed that she disappeared after walking out of the hall door and down the stairs - disappeared from the entire Fuzhao Temple.
When An Xiangwen saw someone leaving, he thought of one thing: "Why didn't she talk to me at all? Didn't she ask me first on the platform?"
An Xiangwen looked to the left and saw Bai Su burping, as if he was full.
An Xiangwen looked to the right. Wei Wenxue picked up her box and quickly entered the contact information into her phone.
No one paid attention to him, and the curly-haired young man rubbed his belly and stood up.
He felt that his abdomen was beginning to feel uncomfortable, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect.
It should be...not bad, right?
He always felt that he was scared by Bai Su.
…
Baisu is not scary.
As the sky in the temple gradually darkens, the smell floating in the air becomes thicker and thicker, and humans feel tired after taking more than two steps.
It's a bit like being tired when climbing a mountain. You're out of breath after just a few steps.
"Huhu... Why are you suddenly tired? Did you eat too much?" An Xiangwen doubted himself. He obviously didn't eat much?
Fortunately, the place for people to live is not far away. After exiting the tower, turn left and walk along the narrow path to the place where men and women are separated.
An Xiangwen waved Wei Wenxue away, and then followed Bai Su's footsteps.
The area of this temple is really large, and it is enough to accommodate so many pilgrims.
Bai Suhe and An Xiangwen were assigned a two-person room. The room was simple but clean. The accommodation conditions were certainly not as good as the hotels down the mountain, but they were pretty good.
It's just that the bed board is a bit hard.
The curly-haired young man sighed as soon as he sat on it, lamenting that he would definitely have backache from sleeping at night.
Bai Su, who didn't plan to sleep at night, patted the quilt next to him and asked, "Do you want me to put it under you?
An Xiangwen shook his head: "No, it's just for one night, just bear with it."
Human beings complain no matter how much they complain, they also do it simply when sleeping. They lie down, cover themselves with quilts and begin to feel sleepy.
People are lying on the bed, and humans are still chattering.
"I feel more tired than usual...is it because of climbing the mountain?"
"I'm so sleepy, I can't keep my eyes open."
"Brother Bai... Hey, Brother Bai, why are you still sitting here..."
The curly-haired young man's eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds. He barely supported his head and looked at the other bed, and the dark shadows in his eyes gradually blurred.
In the end, before he could finish his words, he tilted his head and fell asleep.
The broken sentence caught Bai Su's attention. He turned his head and shouted: "An Xiangwen."
no respond.
The human being breathed long and lay there heavily.
Bai Su walked down to An Xiangwen's side and shouted again at a louder volume, but there was still no response.
what happened?
He stretched out his hand and pushed the person through the quilt. He almost pushed the person over and turned him over. An Xiangwen did not wake up.
Humanity seems to have fallen into a nightmare.
(End of chapter)
