When Wukong learned of Great King Linggan's deeds, he sneered:
"What a brazen monster, daring to eat boys and girls here! I suppose it's your family's turn this year. Don't worry. If Great King Linggan dares to come, Old Sun will capture him for you and make sure he can never do harm again!"
Chen Si shook his head. "No, no, Great King Linggan is already dead."
Wukong said, "Dead?"
Chen Si said, "Dead. The villagers even smashed his temple. The ruined temple where you elders stayed earlier was the temple where we used to offer sacrifices to Great King Linggan."
Wukong said, "I wondered what deity that temple belonged to. So it was a monster's temple."
Bajie said, "If the monster's dead, what are you still afraid of?"
Sha Wujing said, "Perhaps the monster's soul is still causing trouble? Just have Eldest Brother make a trip to the underworld and tell the ghost runners to drag his soul away."
Chen Si said, "No, no. You don't understand. That monster didn't die of old age or sickness. He fought another, more powerful monster and was eaten by him."
Everyone was astonished to hear this.
Wukong said, "What sort of monster ate him?"
Chen Si said, "I don't know what sort of monster he is. All I know is that his name is Great King Pingyou, and he came early this spring. He rode in on a mass of black wind and red clouds, with gusts of sinister wind that alarmed the whole village."
Wukong said, "Great King Pingyou-what does he look like?"
Chen Si said, "I don't know what he looks like, only that he's huge."
Wukong said, "How do you know he's huge?"
Chen Si said, "When that monster came, his body was hidden in the clouds and shrouded