Chen Shi said this, and Black Pot, sitting in the wooden cart and gnawing on a steamed bun, instantly gave a start, hurriedly shoving the bun into its mouth and staring vigilantly at Ying Rumeng.
Yin winds quietly rose all around it, ready to back up Chen Shi at any moment.
The wooden cart was foolishly still stuffing food into its own mouth, completely unaware of the critical situation.
Ying Rumeng chuckled and said, "A steamed bun? Where did a steamed bun come from? There are only piping hot, soft buns. Do you want to eat one?"
Chen Shi gazed into her eyes, as if trying to test her truth or falsehood, but could see nothing at all from them. He smiled and said, "I heard people say that the Golden Body Buddha of Gongzhou was hollowed out by mycelium, and the demon endangering Gongzhou has escaped. I knew that Chan Master Kuzhu and Brother Wuchen entered Gongzhou, but I hadn't seen Junior Sister Uncle Ying, and thought you might be that demon, so I deliberately probed you. Junior Sister Uncle Ying, please don't take offense."
Ying Rumeng gazed into his eyes, as if wanting to see into his heart, but what she saw were one majestic demon after another, even more formidable than herself.
After a moment, she chuckled and said, "Naturally I won't take offense. I am a monastic, with all four elements empty of self; how could I get angry? The reason I went to Gongzhou was because I heard the news of Senior Brother Kuzhu's death, so I rushed over to handle his funeral arrangements."
She raised her hand to tuck the stray locks at her temples behind her ear, and her sleeve unconsciously slid down, revealing a milky-white arm, smooth and round as a pearl.