Sun Wukong laughed heartily, "Little monk, you see, what your Elder Sun said is right, isn't it? No sooner did we hang up the sign than business came knocking, right?!"
Tang Sanzang also smiled, thinking to himself that evil spirits were truly money! He gently asked, "May I know what evil this evil spirit has committed? Has it ever fed on flesh and blood or harmed human lives?"
Gao Cai shook his head and said, "That's not the case. Ever since this evil spirit arrived, our Gao Village has had good weather year after year, and not even tigers or leopards from the mountains have dared to come down. On the contrary, it has brought some prosperity."
Tang Sanzang sidled up to Sun Wukong and whispered, "Wukong, is this evil spirit guilty of a great atrocity? How much merit is it worth?"
Sun Wukong hesitated and then said, "This, your Elder Sun has no experience with."
