Only after watching Sun Wukong carry Tang Xuanzang out of Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing's sight did the two dare to move. Sha Wujing spoke up at that moment. "Second Senior Disciple Brother, Master doesn't seem to be dead at all."
"Mm!"
Zhu Bajie nodded. "I know. He's not dead at all!"
Sha Wujing was taken aback. He had thought he was the only one who had noticed that their Master, Tang Xuanzang, was not dead. He had not expected Second Senior Disciple Brother Zhu Bajie to have noticed it too.
Since he had seen that Master Tang Xuanzang was not dead, why had he not stopped him? Was it really okay to just watch Senior Disciple Brother carry Master away?
It was not okay at all.
Sha Wujing voiced the doubt in his heart. "Second Senior Disciple Brother, Master isn't dead, so why did you let Senior Disciple Brother take him away?"
Zhu Bajie froze for a moment. The way he looked at Sha Wujing was as if he were looking at an idiot. In Zhu Bajie's eyes, Sun Wukong taking that dead fly away could not have been better. At least there would no longer be a fly buzzing in his ear.
More importantly, Zhu Bajie could not beat Sun Wukong! Never mind whether he wanted to stop him or not—even if he did, he was no match for Sun Wukong. He would only end up getting pinned to the ground and rubbed into the dirt.
Such a simple question.
Sha Wujing did not know that? Zhu Bajie stared at him as though he were a fool. Honestly, for a moment, Zhu Bajie could not tell whether Sha Wujing was truly stupid or merely pretending to be stupid.
If he was truly stupid, then he really was stupid.