The old lady's hair has turned white, and on her not-too-thin face, deep and shallow wrinkles show the traces of time.
He was wearing a dark blue short-sleeved brown suit with buttons, which had become a little white from being washed, but he looked very kind overall.
She was holding a large bowl with three steaming buns stacked on top of each other in the bowl. She looked at Xia Yiqian with a smile on her face.
Xia Yiqian:?
She clearly remembered that there was no one in the inn before they came in. After they came in, the crew was afraid that someone else would come in and cause trouble, so they sealed the door.
The old lady in front of me is obviously not a ghost, but why is she here?
Xia Yi frowned and looked down at the buns in her bowl. They looked soft and steaming hot.
"What kind of filling is it?"
The old lady said cheerfully, "Pork and green onions, my daughter likes this filling the most."
Xia Yiqian thought about the pork and scallion buns. She had been in the Taoist temple for so many years and had not had normal human meals. At most, she was given some blood to drink when the temple slaughtered chickens and ducks.
The victim's family is relatively well-off, and there are so many strange things she has never eaten. So far, she has never eaten anything twice, and she has never touched something like steamed buns.
As far as he could remember, the last time he ate meat buns seemed to be before she became a zombie.
It turns out it's been six thousand years...
Xia Yiqian nodded and reached out to take the bowl of buns.
Facing the old woman's kind gaze, she thought for a moment, then with some heartache, she took out a pack of fruit candies with particularly beautiful wrappers from her jacket pocket and handed it to the old lady.
"This is a return gift."
The old lady didn't expect to receive a return gift. She was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled even more happily.
He reached out to take the bag of candy, his voice filled with anticipation.
"The wrapper of this candy is so pretty. My daughter will definitely like it when she sees it!"
Xia Yiqian looked at the old lady while holding the buns and blinked, "Where is your daughter?"
The old lady raised her head and smiled, "My daughter is working in the city and should be here soon.
Their boss is a good man. He brought us here and asked us to wait. He will come to see us when our daughter is on vacation.
Xia Yiqian looked the old man up and down and asked, "How long have you been waiting?"
The old lady was stunned for a moment, then smiled and patted her head. "I can't remember clearly. Anyway, my daughter will definitely come when she's on vacation. It doesn't matter if we wait here for a while."
As she spoke, she looked at the buns in Xia Yiqian's hand and advised, "These buns are best eaten while they're hot! Little girl, eat them quickly, or they won't taste good if they get cold.
I'll go back to the house across the street to see when the next tray of buns will be ready. If you still want some, come and ask me for them!"
After saying that, the old lady hurried back to her room.
Xia Yiqian held the buns in her hand, looked at the closed door opposite for a moment, turned around silently, and prepared to take the buns back to eat.
"Ah! Are you just leaving like this?"
Suddenly, a low male voice was heard in the corridor.
Xia Yiqian looked over in the direction of the voice and saw Huang Yangyang lying on the door next to her, which was only a finger's width open. He glanced at her secretly and asked questions with a sly look on his face.
She asked in confusion, "Do you have anything else to do?"
She exchanged sugar for buns with the old lady next door. What else could she do if not go back to eat them?
Huang Yangyang was shocked when he saw her self-righteous expression.
He looked left and right and found that there was no one else in the corridor. He quickly ran to Xia Yiqian, pushed Xia Yiqian into the door, and closed the door stealthily.
He nervously looked at the bun in Xia Yiqian's hand and lowered his voice to remind her: "We had already cleared the area when we came in. There was something wrong with that old lady at first glance. She might be a ghost!
How can you eat something that looks suspicious?!"
Xia Yiqian had a blank expression on her face: "She's not a ghost, the buns are fine."
Huang Yangyang's eyes widened in shock, her voice rising a few notches, "She's not a ghost, could she be a human?!"
Xia Yiqian continued with a blank expression, "He's not a human either."
Huang Yangyang: ???
Huang Yangyang gasped, "If it's not a ghost or a human, then what is it? Could it be a demon?
You can’t just eat anything a goblin gives you, right?!"
Wasn't the food that the White Bone Demon sent to Tang Sanzang full of snakes, insects, rats and ants?
Xia Yiqian was silent for a moment, "Not a demon either."
Huang Yangyang: ...? "What is that?"
Xia Yiqian thought for a moment and said, "It should be a messenger."
Huang Yangyang had never heard of such a "supernatural" name and was a little confused.
But Xia Yiqian didn't give him a chance to recover. Thinking that she had blocked the live broadcast room with magic, she pushed the man out directly.
"Don't disturb me while I'm eating. If you're scared, just stay in the house and don't go out."
After saying that, he closed the door, not giving Huang Yangyang any chance to ask any more questions.
The buns will be really cold in a while, and the thought of cold fried buns is disgusting.
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