The master and disciples then arrived at the village. Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong exchanged pleasantries and bantered with the village master surnamed Wang for quite some time before being led into the house to be entertained and rest. Zhu Bajie alone wolfed down dozens of bowls of rice, nearly wiping out the household's provisions for dozens of days...
Fortunately, after Sun Wukong barked at him a few times,
Zhu Bajie finally restrained himself!
Just as in the original course of events, Sun Wukong and the others learned from old Wang that a vicious demon called the Yellow Wind Monster lay ahead. In the past, Tang Sanzang would surely have been terrified and hurriedly asked Sun Wukong:
"Wukong, what should we do now?"
But to Sun Wukong's surprise, though Tang Sanzang looked startled, he did not lose his composure as badly as expected. After frowning deeply for a moment, he actually took the initiative and said with a smile:
"Thank you for the warning, old benefactor!"
"However, we are determined to journey to Western Heaven in search of the scriptures. Those who have left the secular world cannot turn back. Fortunately, my two disciples each possess their own abilities, so I trust there will be no trouble..."
As Tang Sanzang spoke, he suddenly looked toward Sun Wukong, his gaze seeming to seek his opinion:
Wukong, can you handle it?
Sun Wukong immediately laughed.
"Master is right!"
"It is merely some petty demon... Back when Old Sun wreaked Havoc in Heaven, I feared not the immortals and gods filling the skies. Would I fear some little demon that crawled out of nowhere?"
Tang Sanzang nodded in satisfaction.
Seeing this, the old village master said no more!
After the master and disciples rested for the night, they set out again...
Before long,