It had been quite a while since we last spoke of Xuanzang and his disciples. Today, let us turn to them.
Before the bells of Pure Heart Temple had finished ringing, an Auspicious Cloud slowly descended onto the bluestone slabs of the front courtyard.
The Auspicious Cloud was still three feet above the ground and had yet to settle.
Whoosh!
A little figure shot out, racing straight for the Precious Hall.
"Slow down!" Yang Chan cried hurriedly, reaching out to catch him, only to grasp empty air.
"Master! Xiang'er is here!" Chen Xiang paid no heed. His little legs flew as he shouted at the top of his lungs, startling several Immortal Pigeons dozing on the eaves into flight.
Watching his son run out of sight, Chen Wei shook his head. "That boy really is wild."
The last time he had come here, it had been just him and Yang Chan.
Now, all four members of the family had come.
He still remembered investigating a case on Flower-Fruit Mountain years ago, when Sun Wukong had transformed into a monk and half-jokingly told Chen Wei that he would teach his descendants someday.
Well, now it had happened.
His words had become a prophecy.
Both his son and daughter had become disciples of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.
Who could he take that grievance to?
Such were the times, such was fate.
Still, there was truly nothing to fault in how Sun Wukong treated his two disciples.
Sure enough, upon hearing Chen Xiang's shout-
Sun Wukong scooped the boy up and lifted him high overhead. "Oh, my dear disciple!"
The Great Sage spun around twice with Chen Xiang in his arms, making the boy giggle so loudly that his laughter carried far into the distance.
One monkey, one child-the very picture