The smile on Bajie's face froze for a moment.
"Was it really that potent?"
"Of course it was!"
The old woman made it sound astonishing.
Bajie put down his bowl and looked down at his belly.
"No wonder."
"I thought I was going to shit out all my internal organs along with everything else."
As he spoke, he patted his belly, then stretched and shifted a couple of times.
"But now I feel perfectly fine."
Wukong sat to one side with his arms folded. At that, he lifted his chin.
"If you're fine, why not drink some more?"
"Brother, whoever wants to drink that stuff can have it. I never want to try it again in my life."
Wukong grinned.
Standing by the door, Little White Dragon also smiled. "This has certainly broadened my horizons."
Bajie glared at him. "Say that again! I sacrificed myself for everyone!"
Despite his shouting, he was clearly a little nervous. He lowered his head to eat his porridge, not daring to say anything more.
The old woman, however, did not leave.
Noticing this, Wukong looked up and asked, "Good lady, was there something else?"
The old woman rubbed her hands together.
"Honored Arhats and Bodhisattvas..."
"If it wouldn't trouble you, could you spare me some water from the Abortion Spring?"
Wukong's brow twitched.
"For your own use?"
The old woman hurriedly waved her hands.
"Oh, what are you saying? At my age, what use would I have for it?"
"It's just that this water is very expensive now."
She glanced toward the side room and lowered her voice.
"It could fetch some money."
"At my age, I ought to leave something for my daughters."
Wukong turned to Xuanzang.
Xuanzang asked, "Good lady, there is something I do not understand. I hope you can enlighten