While speaking, Madame White Bone took a step forward. Just then, she sensed danger ahead, looked down, and saw the circle drawn by Sun Wukong. She slightly frowned, glanced at the naive and not-so-smart bald man in front of her, and chuckled, "Elder, these jars and bottles are too heavy. Why don't you come over and pick something to eat?"
Tang Sanzang looked at them, shook his head, and said, "If there's no pork bun, I won't eat."
"I don't just have gluten and rice here; there are other things too. Come over and see if there's something to your liking." Madame White Bone was persistent.
Tang Sanzang continued to shake his head, "No, I just want those two pork buns you're hiding. Give them to me and I'll come over; if not, forget it."