The monk was young. The demon was a five-hundred-year-old snake spirit. After reading too many storybooks and Journey to the West, one day the snake suddenly went out and brought a monk back with her.
She said, “I don’t want eternal life. I just want to eat Tang Monk’s flesh, but there isn’t any Tang Monk around, so I had to grab the first monk I came across and have a taste!”
The monk trembled with fear: QAQ Please spare me.
This is a story about someone who tried to eat a monk, but ended up being “eaten” instead. A short story. Very short.
Theme: Treasure the person right in front of you.
