"Ah? Is that so?" Sun Wukong appeared shocked, "You can't say things like that, you Buddhists are supposed to be benevolent, isn't abstaining from certain foods more than just talk? These dishes were made from living creatures, if you don't recite scriptures for their souls, but instead think about eating them, isn't that bad?"
The Buddhist disciple, upon hearing Sun Wukong's words, realized he might have misspoken, and hurriedly brought his palms together: "Amitabha, my sins, my sins, I have spoken without restraint."
Sun Wukong chuckled at him: "That's right, that's right, just like that, you should, for these cooked living beings, recite some scriptures, deliver them from suffering, that's more in line with the consistent style of Buddhism."
Having said this, he had no choice but to bring his palms together and begin reciting scripture and praising the Buddha.
