Xu Zhu saw the table piled with fish and meat. Murmuring, "What a sin," he went to an empty table nearby to eat his noodles.
A Zi's eyes darted about as an amusing idea popped into her head.
She slipped a piece of chicken into her noodles, added two spoonfuls of meat broth, then carried the bowl over to Xu Zhu's table.
"Xu Zhu, you dropped something on the floor."
"Thank you for telling me, benefactor."
Xu Zhu bent down to look, and A Zi quickly switched their bowls.
"There's nothing on the floor."
"Oh, perhaps I was mistaken. All that riding has left me a little tired."
"Oh."
"Little monk, are you sure you don't want my noodles? They smell delicious."
"No, thank you."
"Then I'll eat them myself."
Seeing A Zi start eating, Xu Zhu began slurping down his own noodles. She watched him, struggling not to laugh.
Suddenly, Xu Zhu bit into something firm. He took it out and saw that it was chicken. His face changed at once. Pointing at A Zi, he cried, "You tricked me!"
Nausea seized him. He rushed outside and threw up.
A Zi could not stop laughing at how gullible he was.
Xu Zhu vomited until only stomach acid came up. His face looked terrible.
"You've ruined me."
"I was helping you! Instead of thanking me, you blame me. What's so good about being a monk? There are so many rules to follow. You'd be better off eating meat and drinking wine to your heart's content."
"What a sin. What a sin."
"You little monk, you're such fun."
"Benefactor, please stop toying with me. Do a good deed and let me go."
"How could I? I finally found someone interesting to play with. I'm not ready to let you go."
Xu