"Although Tang Sanzang never appeared in the Celestial Court, I see that his forehead is generous, so you could say he has appeared there," Meng Die said somewhat awkwardly.
"Oh, this is what you meant by him definitely appearing in the Celestial Court?" Rosen said speechlessly.
After settling Tang Sanzang in a place, Meng Die fetched some firewood. The four of them pitched a tent at night and set a large iron pot over the fire to make soup.
Meanwhile, they talked about the story of eating Tang Monk's flesh to gain immortality.
Tang Sanzang felt quite uncomfortable hearing this.
"What's the matter, Tang Sanzang? You look a bit uneasy," Rosen asked in surprise, looking at Tang Sanzang.
"I just feel a bit cold, don't overthink it," Tang Sanzang replied as cold sweat ran down his back.
Rosen said, "If you're afraid of the cold, just get into the large iron pot; the hot water is ready for a bath."
