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The pilgrims resumed their usual life of travelers—walking by day, resting by night, drinking when thirst overtook them, and eating when hunger struck.
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A young Taoist began shouting wildly while pounding on the door of his masters’ chambers. “Respected Masters! A terrible misfortune has occurred!”
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Wukong, Bajie, and Monk Sha descended from the cloud and entered the Temple of the Three Pures.
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Seeing that Bajie was speaking with Monk Sha, Wukong lost his temper and exclaimed in a bad mood:
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They traveled nearly seventy kilometers over the most treacherous terrain, yet found not the slightest trace of their master.
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After his lie was exposed by Wukong, Zhu Bajie was forced to patrol the mountain once more. This time, he dared not dawdle any longer. Straightening his robes and gripping his iron rake, he set out at once.
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Bajie led the way, with Monk Sha carrying the luggage behind. As evening fell, they sought shelter for the night, but resumed their journey when the roosters crowed. Finally Monk Tang, Bajie and Monk Sha arrived at the Kingdom of the Sacred Elephant.