Yellow-Brow once again disguised himself as a monk with broken legs and blocked the road.
Tang Sanzang asked, "Monk, which leg did you break?"
The Yellow-Browed Old Demon said, "Elder, I broke both legs."
Tang Sanzang said, "With such grave injuries, how is your voice still so strong?"
The Yellow-Browed Old Demon said, "The pain is unbearable, so I cry out loudly."
Tang Sanzang said, "My disciple is tall and sturdy. With both legs broken, how did you manage to pull him down?"
The Yellow-Browed Old Demon said, "Even ants cling to life and muster their last strength. How much more would I?"
Tang Sanzang was about to ask another question.
Seeing that Tang Sanzang knew something of such matters, the Yellow-Browed Old Demon feared he would expose a flaw with his questions. He hurriedly said, "Venerable master, you and I are both monks, members of one family. How can you watch me die without helping? Please spare the effort to save my life and take me back to my monastery. I will surely petition the Buddha above and repay you with Mahayana Buddhist scriptures."
Tang Sanzang said, "As fellow renunciants, we should make compassion our foundation. How could I refuse to save you? Say nothing of repayment. This poor monk will save you!"
At these words, the Yellow-Browed Old Demon rejoiced inwardly. He thought to himself that Golden Cicada was indeed still easy to fool. With the slightest move, he had made it impossible for him to escape his grasp.
The Yellow-Browed Old Demon said, "The monastery is on the mountain. Please take me back, master."
Tang Sanzang said, "Travel is difficult at midnight. We cannot take the mountain paths, so going uphill would be inconvenient. We will take you back to the monastery after daybreak."
The Yellow-Browed Old