Wukong looked at the White Jade Gui in Xuanzang's hand and grinned.
"What a lively night. Someone summoned Old Sha's soul, and Master had a ghost come calling. Why didn't anyone let Old Sun have a dream too?"
"Brother Monkey, have you forgotten?"
Bajie sidled over, his ears flapping, and said quietly:
"I still remember the last time someone hauled you away. That was when you went to the Hall of Yama to cross names out of the Book of Life and Death, and you smashed their whole hall. Who in heaven or earth would dare try that again?"
Wukong scratched the back of his hand and chuckled. "Now that you mention it, I really had forgotten."
When his laughter faded, he turned to Xuanzang.
"Master, what next? Should I rescue that little stone? Find a way to bring that ghost king back to life? Or expose the false ruler first?"
Xuanzang shook his head.
"Wukong, go to the underworld. Find out why the Wuji Kingdom Ruler has gone three years without being reincarnated, and why no one has come to guide him onward."
Wukong's eyes lit up. "You got it, Master. Come to think of it, I haven't been down to the underworld in ages."
He paused, a smile curling his lips. "That old rascal Yama filed a complaint against me back then. I wonder what he'll say when he sees me now."
Bajie laughed beside him. "Look at this mouth of Old Pig's-whatever I say comes true. Brother Monkey, you'll be a wronged man knocking on the door to collect a debt. No getting physical. Win him over with reason!"
Xuanzang glanced at Bajie.
"In that case, Wuneng, go with him. It may spare us any unforeseen trouble."
Bajie had still been joking, but the instant he heard