Chapter 133 Double-Skinned Breasts

After eating pancakes and fruit, the heavy dark clouds dispersed and the sky became brighter. A Bing waited on the porch for Wen Mingtang who had returned from doing something good.

"Master Wen!" A Bing stepped forward happily when he saw Wen Mingtang and asked, "Have you sent that lady home?"

Wen Mingtang smiled at him, pointed to the person behind him who was being held by two guards, and said, "I didn't send him home. I brought him to Dali Temple."

ha? Abing was stunned when he heard this. He looked over at Wen Mingtang's direction, only to see that the face of the person being held in the custody of the officer was covered in pepper noodles, and he was struggling to close his eyes and purse his mouth. Hearing Wen Mingtang speak, she seemed to want to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she choked on the pepper noodles and started to sneeze.

Tsk tsk! The feeling of choking on pepper noodles is not pleasant! It's a bit unbearable, let alone this one.

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

Wen Mingtang said "hmm" and said with a smile: "I've sprinkled the pepper powder, just grind it some more."

Abing nodded and looked at Jing'an who was being escorted to the prison by the officers. He paused and then remembered: "Master Wen, didn't that woman hurt her legs and feet? And why were she taken to the prison?" Did you commit something?"

Judging from the way the woman moves around, her legs and feet are very nimble, not at all like she was complaining about being injured earlier.

Wen Mingtang looked at Jing'an's back as he was being escorted away, and said, "She is the painted-skinned monster."

As soon as the words "painted-skinned monster" came out, Ah Bing was startled. He subconsciously looked in the direction of Jing'an, but he could only see the back of the person being escorted away and the shadow of his feet.

"This...is this the monster? How could..." Ah Bing murmured, his eyes full of confusion.

Why do monsters and ghosts appear in broad daylight? They all appear at night in the storybook!

Also...he looks like a human being, not some monster who can paint his skin!

"It's not the monsters that harm people, it's her who is pretending to be a ghost and harming people." Wen Mingtang said, touching the soft sword that was buckled back on his waist, and asked A Bing, "Are Lin Shaoqing and the others back?"

Abing shook his head and said: "He didn't come back, but he called Wu Wuzuo from behind and brought a lot of stretchers. I heard that a lot of corpses were found."

When Wen Mingtang heard this, he said "Oh" and nodded: "That's okay! Although we failed to catch the monster, we found some corpses, so the trip was not in vain."

After that, he took Ah Bing to the public kitchen to grind pepper noodles.

Because of this delay, Wen Mingtang and A Bing simply finished lunch and went to see the glutinous rice balls.

After waiting for no one all morning, Tangyuan hurriedly drank some porridge. Then there was a sudden rainstorm. It was like night in broad daylight. With nothing to do, Tangyuan fell asleep. When I woke up from a nap, it was already dark outside. I sat up from the bed and stretched. When I was about to call someone, I heard a familiar voice outside.

"Uncle Yuan, we grind the pepper noodles ourselves. I heard that Uncle Yuan liked the glutinous rice balls, so I brought some over."

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

"It's done! It's done! It's not a valuable item, so I'll take it from you, Uncle Yuan!" Lao Yuan said with a smile, pointing to the room, "The little girl took a nap, and I saw that the heat has subsided! Since I hit Master Wen, after you come to the public kitchen, she eats well and sleeps well, and her body is well maintained and strong. I hope she can come back to the public kitchen tomorrow and continue working."

Wen Mingtang couldn't help laughing when he heard this, while A Bing on the side shook the food box in his hand happily and said: "I originally came here in the morning, but halfway through, I met the painted-skinned monster who treated Master Wen as a dumpling. Yes, I want to kill people and silence them..."

When Lao Yuan, who was originally laughing, heard this, his expression suddenly became serious. He looked at Wen Mingtang up and down, and when he saw that there were no wounds on her body, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Where is the injury?"

Ah Bing shook his head and said: "It's not hurt! Our Master Wen is so awesome! He backhandedly captured the painted-skinned monster who was pretending to be a ghost and took it back to Dali Temple. That was a human being, a living person, not a monster!"

"Seriously?" Tang Yuan, who was sitting on the bed inside, couldn't sit still when he heard this, and couldn't help asking immediately.

Hearing the questioning coming from inside, A Bing raised his voice and said, "It's a person! There's a shadow, glutinous rice balls. Master Wen and I brought double-skinned milk to eat with you. Can you come in?"

Double skin milk? Is this another new snack made by Master Wen? Tang Yuan, who had only eaten some porridge and side dishes in the morning, couldn't sit still for a long time. Hearing this, he hurriedly said: "Come in quickly! I want to eat the double skin milk made by Master Wen!"

Look at the way he is thinking about eating, you know it is almost good! Lao Yuan shook his head, said a few words, turned around and walked out the door. Wen Mingtang and A Bing came in with Shuangpi Nai.

Without any nonsense, he took the Shuangpi Milk out of the food box.

Wen Mingtang made two portions, one was the ordinary double-skinned milk, and the other was sprinkled with red beans.

In the pure white porcelain bowl, the milky white double-skinned milk is covered with a thick layer of milk skin. When you bring it to your face, you can smell the rich frankincense.

"It smells so good, it looks like stewed eggs." The glutinous rice balls said, eagerly picking up the spoon and scooping a spoonful on the ordinary bowl of double-skinned milk.

After scooping it out with a spoon, I realized that the skinned milk not only looked like stewed eggs on the outside, but also had some similarities inside. The lumps of milk brought up by the spoonful were trembling on the spoon like tofu, carrying it with them. The rich frankincense hits your face.

Tangyuan, who originally liked to eat milk, naturally couldn't resist such temptation, and quickly put the spoonful of double-skinned milk into his mouth. Compared with ordinary milk, the entrance seemed to be more mellow. This sweet and mellow frankincense was for those who like to eat milk. For people, it is simply impossible to stop.

After finishing the bowl of double-skinned milk with glutinous rice balls one by one, he quickly picked up another bowl of double-skinned milk with red beans sprinkled on it. The red beans on the top had been boiled and softened by the crispy paste, which was sweet and fragrant. The bean aroma of red beans is mixed with the mellow frankincense of the double skin milk underneath, giving it a richer taste.

"This is the first time I discovered that milk and red beans taste so delicious when mixed together." Tangyuan is a foodie. Most foodies have a clever mouth and can learn how to mix food without a teacher. , "When summer comes, just mix it up and eat it, add some ice, and make it into a crispy dessert, which is also delicious!"

He really knows how to eat! When Wen Mingtang heard this, he smiled and said, "Then I'll treat you better. When summer comes, I'll make red bean and milk cakes to eat!"

After finishing eating the double-skinned milk, we started talking about the painted-skinned monster.

"The painted-skin monster is a person, a fake nun who lives in the temple." Wen Mingtang doesn't know the specifics of the case yet, but what is known so far can be said to Tangyuan, "Although she is a person, you can hear what she said What he said and what he did should be similar to that of the painted-skinned monster. Like the monster, he lured those romantic scholars back and killed them directly."

For half-year-old children like Tang Yuan, demons and ghosts are more scary, especially children who grew up in Dali Temple. They don’t know who they are after seeing the murderers, so they are naturally not afraid of people.

So when she heard that the murderer was a human being, Tangyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but she did not forget to ask Wen Mingtang curiously, "Why did she kill someone?"