Who said Zhu Bajie wasn't clever? His words were undoubtedly a warning to the Yellow Wind Monster, telling him that Tang Sanzang was off-limits. Zhu Bajie already knew that Sun Wukong had told him the Yellow Wind Monster's cave was suffused with a hint of Buddha Light. That meant this monster was very likely closely connected to Buddhism. Cleverly, Zhu Bajie had invoked the big boss of Buddhism. The Yellow Wind Monster now had two choices: release Tang Sanzang, or eat him. But judging by Zhu Bajie's tone, he wouldn't live long after eating Tang Sanzang. How could someone chosen by Tathagata Buddha be eaten just like that?
Sure enough, after Zhu Bajie said this, the expression on the Yellow Wind Monster's face changed dramatically. His smug expression turned gloomy.
"Is that true?"
"Hmph! Your Grandpa Pig wouldn't lie to you!" Seeing that his scheme was about to work, Zhu Bajie picked at his fingernails and spoke calmly.
The Yellow Wind Monster's eyes darted around. He had seen what Tathagata Buddha was capable of; one finger would be enough to crush him to death. He had secretly fled Spirit Mountain so he could live longer. He couldn't risk his life over an unfounded rumor. No, absolutely not.
"Forget it. As long as the green hills remain, there'll be no shortage of firewood!" The Yellow Wind Monster gritted his teeth and prepared to return to his cave to release Tang Sanzang. But a little demon beside him noticed Zhu Bajie's shifty eyes and grew suspicious. It leaned in and whispered something in the Yellow Wind Monster's ear.
"Great King, don't let this Pig Demon fool you. He says Tang Sanzang is the pilgrim chosen by Buddha to fetch the scriptures. Then why didn't Buddha clear all the monsters from his path,