Jisheng Calendar, Year 18, August 15th.
Full moon.
Outside in the wilderness.
Yi Lin and Bai Chuchu, one man and one cat, were having a picnic.
Bai Chuchu's appetite was growing, and Yi Lin could hardly keep up.
"Have you noticed that there have been fewer and fewer demonic beings lately?"
Yi Lin skillfully turned the barbecue fork, and the wild boar meat on it sizzled and dripped with oil.
Beside him, Bai Chuchu, in cat form, her soft, pink paw pads resting on her cheeks, didn't move an inch.
