"Smells good, feels delightful to the touch."
"Such words truly disgrace the Buddhist Sect."
"Let me know when you find your Buddhist Sect, and I'll personally visit and disgrace it."
The three of them walked together into a pavilion, where there were tables and chairs, and upon the table, delectable dishes and fine wines were laid out.
At that moment, a little monkey dashed over, eyed the dishes on the table, reached out to grab one, but then looked at the faces at the table, hesitantly withdrew its hand, and popped its finger into its mouth to suck.
Sun Baishen proactively picked up a dish from the table and handed it to the monkey.
The little monkey took the dish, happily spoke in human tongue, "Thank you, Bodhisattva, thank you, Bodhisattva!"
Sun Baishen pinched its nose playfully and said, "How many times have I told you, I'm not a Bodhisattva, don't call me Bodhisattva."
