The donor, the poor monk came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. Please stay here for one night... Huh?

donor?

Donor, please open the door, Donor?

Hold!

Wukong, Bajie, and Wujing came before their master.

Sigh... I am definitely not blaming my teacher, but have you all forgotten my teachings?

You, my master and my disciples are all members of the Buddhist sect, and we have many taboos and precepts.

You should always keep this in mind: don’t steal, don’t lie, don’t speak harshly, don’t be greedy, don’t be angry, and don’t be delusional!

Since your heart is devoted to Buddha, if you don't cultivate yourself, how can you achieve true enlightenment?

Okay, I’m here to ask you, who the hell is that?

Last night, while I was sleeping, you secretly logged in and stole my food?

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.Wukong, are you okay?

Wake up!

Bajie Wujing, don’t run away!

Come back and save me as a teacher!

Ah... stop fighting, stop fighting!

... The poor monk really went to the West to obtain the true scriptures... He just came to the Yamen here to exchange for customs clearance documents!

Yep!

That one is a customs clearance document, not a report letter... Those are my apprentices!

We really are not here to petition collectively...ah!

.Wukong, bring me the purple gold alms bowl and chopsticks. Wujing, go to the kitchen and see if Bajie is cooked.

. Master, just get on the horse. How can you maintain your figure by just taking these two steps?

Monk, why are you pretending to be an idol?

You see, you asked Brother Monkey to pick wild fruits again. Can you improve the food?

My existence has fully demonstrated that vegetarianism cannot reduce weight.

. Dear friends, if you love, please love deeply.

At this moment, I burst into tears.

Although I have said to myself more than once: "Jade Rabbit, you must be happy!" However, he is a man like the wind, which shattered my elegant dignity and made me as lonely as a firework... Can you stay?

Elder Tang, will there be a female demon in the West who will love you for me?

.Wu Jing, look at you, instead of drinking the horse, you are taking selfies with your phone.

My teacher once said that if you have a big face, a broad mouth, and a lush beard, you will never look cute no matter how much you pout.

Come, take some pictures for me, and I will teach you some scissor hand styles.