Even so.
Sun Wukong was ultimately tough-mouthed but soft-hearted!
How could he knowingly let Tang Sanzang face danger alone? Thus, when he left, a monkey hair drifted down and landed right on Tang Sanzang's sleeve...
Tang Sanzang and his disciples had driven away wolves and tigers in the mountains, long alerting the White Bone Spirit within. Only after Sun Wukong departed did she dare sneak over to investigate Tang Sanzang's whereabouts. At a glance, she was overjoyed:
"What fortune, what fortune!"
"It's actually Tang Sanzang..."
As Tang Sanzang continued onward, news that eating his flesh would grant immortality had long spread throughout the journey to obtain the scriptures. Countless Demons had been eagerly awaiting his arrival, and the White Bone Spirit was one of them.
The White Bone Spirit was knowledgeable and clever. Looking again at Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng beside him, she secretly muttered to herself:
"One was once Marshal Tian Peng, and the other is the Curtain-Rolling General. I am no match for them in a direct clash... It seems I can only outwit them!"
With a thought.
The White Bone Spirit gave herself a shake and transformed into a young maiden.
After tidying herself up where she stood, she swayed gracefully toward Tang Sanzang and the others...
At this time, Tang Sanzang was sitting on a large rock.
Zhu Bajie beside him kept muttering:
"Master, that monkey has been gone so long and still hasn't returned... He must have gone off to feast by himself and forgotten all about us! When he gets back, you must give him a good talking-to!"
"If that monkey had even half Old Pig's filial devotion, he would've been back long ago..."
Tang Sanzang was soft-hearted, but after his physical body had grown stronger, his temperament had changed considerably as well.