Eating a pancake fruit, the sinking and dark dissipated, the sky was bright, and Ah Bing waited for Wen Mingtang, who came back from doing good things, under the corridor.

"Master Wen!" Seeing Wen Mingtang, Ah Bing hurriedly stepped forward happily and asked, "Did that lady send home?" ”

Wen Mingtang smiled at him, pointed to the person behind him who was held in the hands of two messengers, and said, "I didn't send it home, I brought it to Dali Temple." ”

Ha? Ah Bing was stunned when he heard this, and looked over with his eyes following Wen Mingtang's direction, but saw that the face of the prisoner was full of pepper noodles, and he laboriously closed his eyes and pursed his mouth. Hearing Wen Mingtang speak, she seemed to want to say something, but she opened her mouth, but she choked on the pepper noodles and began to sneeze.

Gee! The taste of choking on pepper noodles is not pleasant! It's a little unbearable at all, let alone this one.

Ah Bing looked at Jing'an sympathetically, and felt a little sorry for the pepper on her face: "Wasn't this pepper noodles ground for Lao Yuan?" ”

Mingtang said "um" and said with a smile: "The pepper noodles are sprinkled, just grind some more." ”

Ah Bing nodded, looked at Jing'an, who was escorted to the direction of the prison by the servants, paused, and then remembered, "Master Wen, didn't that woman hurt her legs and feet?" Also, why did you put her in prison, did she commit something? ”

Looking at the way the man walked, his legs and feet were very neat, not at all like the appearance of shouting that he had been injured.

Wen Mingtang looked at Jing'an's back as he was escorted away, and said, "She is the painted skin demon." ”

As soon as the words "painted skin monster" came out, Ah was frightened, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Jing'an, but he could only see the back of the escorted away and the shadow under his feet.

“…… Is this the youkai? How could it be ......?" muttered Ah Bing, his eyes full of puzzlement.

How could the demons and monsters appear in the open? The books are all out at night!

Still...... No matter how you look at it, it looks like a person, not some kind of monster who can draw skin!

"It's the devil who harms people, it's she who pretends to be a god and a ghost and harms people." Wen Mingtang said, touching the soft sword that was newly buckled back into his waist, and asked Ah Bing, "Lin Shaoqing, are they back?" ”

Ah Bing shook his head and said, "I didn't come back, but I called Wu Wuzuo in the back, and brought a small stretcher, I heard that a lot of corpses were found." ”

Wen Mingtang let out an "oh" when he heard this, nodded and said, "That's done!" Although the monster was caught, it was not a trip in vain to find some corpses. ”

said, take Ah to the kitchen to grind pepper noodles.

Because of this delay, Mingtang and Ah Bing went to see the rice balls after lunch.

After waiting for a morning without waiting for anyone, Yuan hurriedly drank some porridge, and there was a sudden rainstorm, the sky was like a general, idle, and the soup fell asleep) Wait until a nap to wake up, the outside has been clear, sit up from the bed, stretch a lazy waist, and when you are about to ask for someone, you hear a familiar voice outside.

"Uncle Yuan, this is the pepper noodles we grind ourselves, I heard the tangyuan say that Uncle Yuan is good, so I brought some over."

It's Master Wen's voice! Tang Yuan's eyes lit up when he listened, and then he heard his father's laughing voice.

"Done! Yes! It's not a valuable object, you Uncle Yuan and I will accept it! Lao Yuan said with a smile and pointed to the room, "The little girl took a nap, and I saw that the heat had faded!" Since Master Wen, you came to the kitchen, she has eaten and slept well, this body is very strong, I see that I can come back to the kitchen tomorrow to continue to work. ”

Wen Mingtang couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and Ah Bing, who was on the side, happily shook the food box in his hand and said, "I originally came in the morning, but halfway through, I met the painted skin monster who treated Master Wen as a rice ball, and wanted to kill people and kill people......

When Lao Yuan, who was originally smiling, heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he looked Wen Mingtang up and down, and saw that there was no wound on her body, so he was relieved and asked, "But where is the injury?" ”

Ah Bing shook his head and said, "It didn't hurt!" Our Master Wen is amazing! The painting monster who pretended to be a ghost was caught backhand and returned to Dali Temple. It's a person, a living person, not a monster! ”

"Really?" Sitting on the bed (this chapter is not finished!) )

Chapter 132: Double Skin Milk

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When Yuan heard this, he couldn't sit still, and couldn't help but come out immediately.

Hearing the question from inside, Ah Yang said, "It's a person!" There is a shadow, Tangyuan, I brought double skin milk with Master Wen to eat with you, maybe come in? ”

Double skin milk? Is it a new snack made by Master Wen again? Tangyuan, who only ate some porridge and side dishes in the morning, couldn't sit still, and hurriedly said, "Come in quickly!" I want to eat Master Wen's double skin milk! ”

Look at the way you think about eating, and you know that it's almost there! Lao Yuan shook his head, said a few words, turned around and went out of the door, Wen Mingtang and Bing walked in with their two grandmothers.

didn't talk nonsense, and took the double skin milk directly from the food box.

Wen Ming made two servings, one was ordinary double-skin milk, and the other was sprinkled with some red beans.

In the white porcelain bowl, there is a thick layer of skin on the surface of the milky white double-skin milk, and when you bring it to the front, you can smell the rich cow ***.

"It's so fragrant, it looks like a stewed egg." As he spoke, Tang Yuan eagerly picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful on the ordinary bowl of double-skin milk.

A spoonful of scooping, only to find that this pair of skin milk not only looks like a stewed egg on the surface, but also a little Xiao inside, a spoonful of scooped up milk pieces like tofu on the spoon trembling and shaking, with a rich cow *** rushing to the face)

The glutinous rice balls, which originally liked to eat milk, naturally couldn't bear such a temptation, and hurriedly sent the spoonful of double-skin milk into the mouth, which seemed to be more mellow than ordinary milk, and this sweet and mellow *** was simply unstoppable for people who ate milk.

Tangyuan ate the bowl of double-skin milk spoonful after spoonful, and hurriedly picked up another bowl of double-skin milk sprinkled with red beans, the red beans at the top have been boiled crispy and soft, and the sweet beans with red beans are mixed with the mellow cow *** of the double-skin milk at the bottom, and the taste is richer.

"It's the first time I've found that cow's milk and red beans are mixed together, and I eat it like this." Tangyuan is a foodie, most of the foodies have a clever mouth, and they can be self-taught about the mixture of food, "Wait for the summer to mix and eat directly, add some, and it will be delicious to make crispy mountains!" ”

What a foodie! Wen Mingtang smiled when he heard this: "Then when you are better, in the summer, I will make red beans and milk soufflé to eat!" ”

After eating the double skin milk, he talked about the painted skin monster.

"The painted skin monster is a person, a fake nun who lives in the temple." Wen Mingtang still doesn't know the specific situation of Eucalyptus, but the things he knows, he can say the same thing as Tang Yuan, "Although she is a person, you can listen to what she says, and what she does is similar to that painted skin monster, and like the monster, lead those merry scholars back and kill them directly." ”

For half-grown children like Tangyuan, they are more afraid of demons and monsters, especially children who grew up in Dali Temple since they were children, and they don't know themselves when they see the murderers, but they are not afraid of people.

When he heard that the murderer was a person, Tang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't forget to ask Wen Mingtang curiously, "Why did she kill someone?" ”

Chapter 132: Double Skin Milk