Pigsy hummed a tune as he went off to patrol the mountain.
Of course, calling it a mountain patrol was not quite right.
Though he was supposedly patrolling the mountain, he was actually going off to look for fruit to eat.
"Hey, stupid monkey, did you really think Old Pig would patrol the mountain? If it weren't for the fruit, Old Pig wouldn't even bother moving."
A crafty gleam flashed in Pigsy's little eyes. "Hehe, Old Pig will fill his belly first."
"But what if that monkey asks me about it when I get back?"
Pigsy muttered to himself as he walked.
Suddenly, he slapped his forehead.
"Got it!"
"Hehe, if Master and the others ask me what mountain this is when I get back, I'll say it's called Stone Mountain. If they ask what cave this is, I'll tell them it's Stone Cave. And if they ask whether there are any demons, I'll say there are loads of them. Let's see if that stinking monkey gets scared to death."
Pigsy was quite pleased with himself. "Old Pig's brain really works, doesn't it? Think that stinking monkey can guess?"
In high spirits, he swayed along to go loaf around.
Completely unaware that a bee behind him was buzzing as it fluttered its wings.
You pigheaded fool, trying to slack off and deceive us? Today, Grandpa Sun will make you suffer a little.
Sun Wukong's eyes rolled, and he immediately came up with a wicked idea to tease Pigsy.
Pigsy walked around for quite a while without seeing a single fruit, and he began grumbling inwardly.
"Didn't that stinking monkey say there was lots of fruit here? Why isn't there even one? Did Old Pig look in the wrong place, or did that monkey trick me?"
Pigsy kept wandering as he