The moment the Toad Daoist hopped out, Tang Seng and his three disciples tensed up.
But Sun Wukong merely glanced at him and lowered his staff.
"Daoist, may I ask what guidance you have for us?" Tang Seng said with a bow.
"I thought what the holy monk just said was very good. If someone kills, they should be handed over to the authorities. But when the Great Sage kills demons, why don't you have him send them to the authorities before killing them?" the Toad Daoist asked in return.
"That is because there are no authorities that govern demons." Tang Seng shook his head.
"Hehe, true enough. But the demons he has killed outnumber humans by ten thousandfold. Those demons were born of mothers and raised by fathers too. They can speak, eat, and pay for things just like people. Yet after Sun Dasheng kills them, you at most offer a few mild words of reproach. Never have you harshly rebuked him as you did today, much less used the Headband Spell. Why is that?" said the Toad Daoist.
"Well... humans and demons are different, after all."
"Hahaha, there, you let it slip. Buddhism teaches that all living beings are equal, that all beings are one, that no one is beyond salvation. Humans are born from their mothers, and demons are born from their mothers too. Why, when it comes from the mouth of a holy monk like you, do humans and demons suddenly become different?" Seizing on Tang Seng's inconsistency, the Toad Daoist pressed him relentlessly.
Sun Wukong had originally wanted to give the Toad Daoist a blow from his staff, but after listening closely, he abandoned the thought.
Because it felt damn good to hear.
Yeah, you old monk. When I killed demons, you didn't say a