"They're already passed out like that? Lame."
The little pig's tail was wagging particularly gleefully: "Serves you right for conspiring against Pan'er. Now you're getting your comeuppance!"
With that, it walked up to the two of them, lifted its hind leg, and sprayed them with urine, backing away smugly.
"If I catch you two doing anything naughty next time, you're in for more than just a little lesson!"
It then turned around and strutted off towards the depths of the ancestral hall.
Not far away stood another heavy door.
The piglet swiftly wriggled through the narrow gap.
In the middle of the room was the Buddha statue that had been set aside earlier. The little pig leapt onto it, pulling off the red cloth that was covering the statue and looked at the Buddha.
"Hehe! Master Trickster."
The Bama pig smiled greedily: "I've gone through such great lengths to see you! Shouldn't you return the favor, or should I strip off all the golden things from you?"
"Ah...."