Sha Wujing stood rooted to the spot, utterly motionless.
When he remained silent for a long time, the stone's muffled voice sounded again, a little tentative:
"Big Stone! What's wrong? Is it too much to ask?"
Sha Wujing opened his mouth, but still no words came out.
His heart churned violently.
He was a good-natured fellow. All along the journey, he had agreed whenever anyone asked him for help, done whatever work needed doing, and never said no.
But this time, for some reason, he suddenly did not want to help.
Seeing that he would not speak, the stone comforted him instead:
"Forget it, then. I'll think of something myself. Don't be upset."
At that, Sha Wujing hastily waved his hands:
"No, no! Don't do anything rash! I'll ask my master and senior brothers! Whatever you do, don't act rashly!"
The stone's voice instantly brightened:
"You're going to find that holy monk?"
Sha Wujing nodded.
He turned to leave.
He would find his master and senior brothers.
He thought he was the stupidest of them and could not come up with any good ideas, but surely his master and senior brothers would know what to do.
His master was so capable. He was bound to have a way to help the stone.
If the stone tried to work something out alone, some Tribulation Power would probably interfere again and turn everything into a mess, only making matters worse.
He had barely taken two steps when the stone suddenly called him back:
"Big Stone!"
Sha Wujing stopped and looked back.
The stone sounded a little dejected:
"Listen, I just remembered-only you can hear me speak, so finding someone else won't help!"
Sha Wujing walked back to the stone and said earnestly:
"It's all right. My master and senior brothers are all