Journey to the West: Starting from Changing Sun Wukong’s fate

Zhu Bajie rushed in hurriedly, shouting, "Master! The vegetarian meal is ready."

After he had finished shouting, he noticed that only Sand Monk was in the Meditation Room, busy packing their luggage.

"Where’s Master?" Zhu Bajie asked with a surprised look on his face.

Sand Monk answered with a smile, "Master’s illness has already healed. After bathing and changing his clothes, he went to the main hall to chat with the abbot, and your elder brother Wukong went with him."

"The monk wouldn’t think that his recovery is all thanks to the monks of this temple, would he? It’s clearly all because we looked after him well. What does it have to do with them? He doesn’t come to thank us but goes to thank the monks at the temple."

Zhu Bajie couldn’t help but complain.

Listennig to Zhu Bajie’s words, Sand Monk couldn’t help but laugh and say, "Enough with the complaints, come and help me pack. Master’s illness has delayed us a few days, and now that he’s better, he’s eager to get on the road. We plan to set off after having breakfast."

Zhu Bajie said with displeasure, "What’s the rush with our master, anyway? It’s not like he’s being reincarnated. He’s had plenty of rest over these few days while we not only had to deal with demons but also look after him day and night!"

"Not to mention how tired we are, he doesn’t even let us rest for a few days before he’s eager to get on the road, which is really unreasonable."

Complaining won’t solve anything. Instead of grumbling, why not do some work? The sooner we finish, the sooner we can rest. Do more, talk less."

Sand Monk laughed and shook his head as he spoke.