"But devouring is not such an easy task."
"Some things are easy to eat, but not simple to digest... It's very likely that what goes in comes out the same way; or worse, the food starts a rebellion in your stomach, at best causing you a stomachache, at worst endangering your life."
Listening to these 'possibilities' from Mr. Wu, Zheng Qing inexplicably conjured up an image in his mind of a monkey-faced monk with a thunderous voice and a charming female demon. The scene shifted, and that monkey was sitting with a few other oddly shaped monks, enjoying a hot pot and singing songs, with chopsticks picking up a clump of juicy golden needle mushrooms.
The boy couldn't help but tug at the corner of his mouth.
