Old Master Gao did not have the strength for that, yet he still wanted to eat pork. Was he looking to die?
Tang Xuanzang truly did not know how to answer. At that moment, Zhu Bajie's lips curled upward as he looked at Old Master Gao with a wicked smile. "What? Father-in-law, you want to eat Old Zhu?"
Old Master Gao met Zhu Bajie's gaze and trembled in terror, his legs shaking violently. "N-No more."
His voice trembled. He was so frightened that he shook all over, not knowing what to do.
"Remember what you said. If Old Zhu finds out that you eat pork again in the future, just watch what happens!"
Zhu Bajie appeared before Old Master Gao like a ghost and patted him on the shoulder. At such close range, Old Master Gao looked at Zhu Bajie before him.
He was terrified!
Old Master Gao knew fear now, trembling all over.
His legs quivered, then finally gave out, and he collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Seeing this, Tang Xuanzang pressed his palms together and devoutly uttered a Buddhist Chant.
"Wukong, Wuneng, let's go! We will continue our Journey to the West!"
With that, Tang Xuanzang walked out the door.
Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie hurriedly followed.
After Tang Xuanzang and the others left, not a single person in Gao Family Village dared stop them. They were demons! Stop them? With what? That would be like hanging oneself on an old birthday star's neck—courting death! They could only watch helplessly as Tang Xuanzang took Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie away, farther and farther away, until they vanished at the end of the road.
Inside the main hall.
After a long while, Old Master Gao and the rest of the Gao Family