Tang Sanzang said, "Right, I don't have seasonings. What you ate yesterday was what I brought from outside the mountain."
Upon hearing this, the Black Bear Spirit froze in his movements, then the corners of his mouth twitched, and the next moment he turned around and roared, "Tang Sanzang, you tricked me again!"
With a tilted head, Tang Sanzang replied, "Not again, this is the first time I've tricked you. Though there could be a second time, a third time, a fourth time… By the way, since you're the Mountain Guardian Deity, you must be very familiar with the distribution and fatness of the small animals on the mountain, right? Come on, introduce me to some, so this poor monk can contemplate what we shall have for lunch."
The Black Bear Spirit said with a cry in his voice, "Can't you trick someone else?"
Tang Sanzang asked, "Is there anyone else here?"
The Black Bear Spirit immediately pointed up the mountain and said, "There's Mu Zha too!"
