"It smells so good, so meaty... Big brother, go down, go down..." Rong Chaoxi couldn't wait any longer.
When he was put on the ground, the little guy came alive instantly and ran to the fire.
Yan Zhu hurriedly handed over the roasted ones to prevent the little guy from taking the uncooked ones.
Rong Chaoxi started to eat without any hesitation.
"It's delicious..." The little guy smiled so hard that his teeth were showing.
The baked Biguolai is delicious, crispy, salty and has the right flavor of other seasonings.
Seeing the little guy eating happily, everyone smiled with relief and couldn't help but eat a few skewers as well. Ignoring the original appearance of the ingredients, they were quite delicious.
After having supper, everyone returned to the temple under the cover of darkness.
Even though they were extremely careful, they were still discovered by the patrolling monks due to their large number of people.
"Why are you returning from the back mountain so late? It's late at night and the dew is heavy. There are also wild beasts in the mountains..." Looking at the big bear following them, the monk swallowed the word "danger".
That big guy is probably the most dangerous beast in the mountains at the moment.
Although they look silly, bears should not be underestimated.
At this time, a breeze blew by, and a special smell came into the monk's nose.
The monk sniffed around the few people and said, "Why do these donors have a smell that doesn't belong to the temple? There's a smell of smoke and a burnt aroma..."
"Ah...that is, we..." Qin Nanjing tried hard to think of a countermeasure.
"A relative of ours died today, so we went to the back mountain to burn paper for him." Rong Yubai retorted.
"Yes, burn paper."
"Why are you still burning paper so late?" the monk asked suspiciously.
"I was worshiping Buddha and listening to sutras during the day and forgot about it, so..." Qin Nanjing laughed dryly.
The monk looked at the few people with a suspicious look on his face.
After all, he was a distinguished person in the temple, so the monk didn't say much. He just told him to go out as little as possible at night and then left.
Qin Nanjing patted his chest, clasped his hands together and bowed, "Buddha, please don't blame me, Buddha, please don't blame me..."
This is the first time in my thirty-plus years of life that I have done something so bold.
Within one day, two major taboos of Buddhism were violated under the nose of the Buddha.
After returning to their residence, everyone, tired after a day of work, quickly fell asleep.
At this moment, a little guy who had already had a nap opened his eyes.
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