"What is this?" Wangcai asked curiously.
Si Jing: "Barbecue."
Wangcai could smell the aroma and, since he could eat normally, his mouth was watering: "It looks delicious."
“You’re a monk,” Si Jing retorted without hesitation. “Monks can’t eat meat.”
Upon hearing this, Wangcai shook his head: "I can eat it. I'm not a real monk, I'm a ghost."
"No, you are a Buddha child!" Si Jing said helplessly when he saw Wang Cai's greedy look.
Strictly speaking, Wangcai is neither a person nor a ghost.
Well, that's hard to say.
The aroma of meat filled the air, and Wangcai said with some anticipation, "This smells really good, I really want to eat it!"
He can drink beverages, so eating meat shouldn't be a problem for him, right?
No, you don't want to.
Seeing that Si Jing still refused, Wangcai jumped onto his shoulder and said, "Let's go take a look."
Once you get there, whether or not you eat is entirely up to you.
"Brother Sijing, you've arrived."
Little Yuzu waved happily, her eyes fixed on Wangcai.
Wangcai immediately said, "Hello."
This time, the "hello" was delivered crisply and smoothly, much more fluently than before.
Before Xiaoyouzi could reply, Wangcai continued, "Have you eaten?"
Little Pomelo: ?
"Ah!" Bai Yu stared wide-eyed at Wangcai. "What is this thing? How can it be so small and yet talk? Am I seeing a ghost?"
Cheng Cheng couldn't believe it either: "This, this is..."
Little Yuzu reluctantly recounted the story of the Kumanthong to everyone.
Only then did everyone accept Wangcai's existence.
Everyone quickly forgot about Wangcai and excitedly began preparing for the barbecue.
"Ring ring ring".
Suddenly, a phone call came in...
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