Tang Sanzang had been caught by the soldiers.
Seeing this, Wukong kicked off his cloud and sprang forward, reaching out to seize the reins of several soldiers' mounts. The horses could no longer move.
The soldiers were terrified at the sight and nearly fell from their saddles, crying, "A monster! It's a monster!"
Wukong laughed. "I'm not a monster. I'm a monk!"
The soldiers asked fearfully, "What monk has a hairy face like yours?"
"I'm a monk from another land," Wukong said. "That's why I look different from the people of your kingdom."
Hearing Wukong speak human language and seeing that he had not opened his mouth to eat anyone, the soldiers felt somewhat reassured. One said, "If you say you're a monk, let us go first."
"I can't," Wukong said. "You've caught my master. Only when you give him back can I let go."
"Which one is your master?" the soldier asked.
"The one in the net," Wukong said.
Tang Sanzang was wriggling inside the net. Seeing Wukong, he hurriedly cried, "Wukong, save your master!"
Wukong laughed. "Master, I'll have them release you right away."
At this, the soldiers studied Tang Sanzang's appearance, then looked at Wukong before saying, "A mistake, a mistake! We were catching monks from our own kingdom, but caught a foreign monk by mistake. Looking closely now, your features and clothing are indeed different from those of our people. Where have you come from?"
"We've come from the Great Tang," Wukong said with a smile.
Bajie and Sha Wujing caught up from behind just then.
Bajie pushed forward, shouting, "You've caught the wrong man! We're monks from the Great Tang, and our master is King Tang's Imperial Younger Brother! Hurry up and release him!"
"Why didn't you look more carefully before arresting someone?" Sha Wujing