Therefore, Xi Ying prepared to take down Sha Wujing first.
"Elder, may I know your name? I can't always call you elder, right?" She tilted her head and lowered her eyes, looking at Sha Wujing with a smile and asked.
"Hey, my name is Sha Wujing." Sha Wujing laughed naively, and really only said his own name.
Xi Ying choked at his answer.
She originally wanted Sha Wujing to introduce the four masters and apprentices through her question.
But I didn't expect that Sha Wujing only answered superficial questions and didn't think deeply at all.
He is simply an upright straight man!
"What about the other elders?" Xi Ying blinked and continued to ask curiously.
Sha Wujing then slowly introduced her to the names of the others and their status in the team.
"Now I know you." Xi Ying nodded, "Then Third Senior Brother, why are you the only one carrying so much luggage?"
"Because this is a kind of practice." Sha Wujing replied piously.
It took him two seconds to realize what Xi Ying had called him.
"Third Senior Brother?" His footsteps stopped, his voice suddenly rose, and he looked at the little man on his shoulder in disbelief.
The three people and one horse in front also stopped and looked back.
Xi Ying was not nervous at all. She looked straight into Sha Wujing's eyes, which were as wide as an ox, and said matter-of-factly: "If you call them senior brother and second senior brother, then I'll call you third senior brother. There's nothing wrong with that."
"Junior Brother Sha, what happened?" Zhu Ganghe asked with a groan.
They were still some distance away from Sha Wujing, and they only heard him shout "Third Senior Brother" but nothing else.
But what the hell is this third senior brother
Isn't there only the first senior brother and the second senior brother here
"Second Senior Brother, it's okay, let's continue on our way!" After receiving Xi Ying's explanation, Sha Wujing shook his head at Zhu Ganghe.
Zhu Ganghye shook his head and turned away;
Sun Wukong scratched his body, his warning eyes swept over Xi Ying's body, and he also turned his head;
Xuanzang was perched high on the white horse. After a casual glance, only his back was left.
"Wow, I think Master is so cold and cold!" Xi Ying said with emotion.
"Master is quite tall, but he's not cold." Sha Wujing thought carefully for a moment before replying.
"Isn't it cold?" Xi Ying tilted her head in confusion.
Although Sha Wujing's understanding of the word "cold" was biased, he still managed to get the topic on the right track.
"He's not cold, because he has the same attitude towards everyone, the same indifference."
"What if we meet a Bodhisattva?"
"Bodhisattva?..." As soon as this question was mentioned, Sha Wujing's eyebrows couldn't help but twist into a ball.
"What's wrong?" Xi Ying noticed this and was very curious.
"Facing the Bodhisattva, Master remains indifferent.
It just starts saying something we don’t understand, and it goes on all day long. "
Sha Wujing seemed to recall the fear that had once dominated Xuanzang's chanting.
Xi Ying was thoughtful.
Could it be that this is Xuanzang’s “long-winded” attribute
"That's good too." After a while, she replied.
"Okay? It's really a headache."
"Isn't it just chanting sutras? The master is so handsome and he is a holy monk. It should be a pleasure to listen to him recite sutras." Xi Ying said seriously.
However, when she heard Xuanzang reciting sutras, she was slapped hard in the face.