Zhu Bajie immediately fell into battle with Sha Wujing.
Whoosh!
The Golden Cudgel appeared in Sun Wukong's hand as well. Seemingly by chance, he positioned himself along Sha Wujing's retreat route, standing on the shore with a grin and blocking his way back to the Flowing Sand River.
In truth, Sun Wukong only needed to call out "Sha Wujing" to end the fight at once, but he could not do that. How would he explain all this to Bodhisattva afterward?
How had he known about Sha Wujing?
Besides, Sha Shidi had thick skin and tough flesh.
A beating would not hurt him...
Once he joined the Scripture Seeking Group, there would be no chance to beat up this "honest and steady" Sha Shidi even if one wanted to. Sha Shidi was diligent and conscientious, giving no one any excuse at all!
Sun Wukong naturally knew as well:
Sha Shidi was definitely Haotian's man!
Perhaps his punishment of being cast into the Flowing Sand River had been nothing more than a ruse involving self-inflicted suffering...
But so what?
Zhu Bajie was Lord Taishang's man too!
Though Zhu Bajie always tried to muddle through, Sun Wukong had long known the truth. If he were not Lord Taishang's man, could he possess the Nine-Toothed Rake personally forged by Lord Taishang? Could he know the Thirty-Six Heavenly Transformations?
Just as Sun Wukong was happily watching his two junior brothers brawl, thoroughly enjoying himself, Tang Sanzang suddenly cried out beside him:
"Wukong, what is that hanging around the demon's neck?"
Sun Wukong replied lazily:
"Skulls!"
"Master, don't tell me you do not even recognize those? Didn't you personally gather up plenty of them not long ago? Besides... Buddhism also has White Bone Meditation!"
The astonishment on Tang Sanzang's face deepened.
Of course he recognized them...