A woman next to her couldn't help but laugh,"Big sister is too anxious; our place is rarely visited by humans, and with no masters passing by, how could disaster be upon us?"
"Alas! Maybe it's because today Brother mentioned the name of the Tea Saint, the unease has lingered in my heart." The Spider Demon said so, but there was still an inescapable worry in her eyes, as if a dark cloud hung over her head.
What they didn't know was that the Journey to the West party was now almost upon them, and their fate was sealed at that very moment.
On this fine day, the Tang Monk and his disciples were making their way slowly. Unlike usual, the Tang Monk seated on the Bai Longba didn't have his usual rigid, solemn expression but instead bore a slight smile, carefully taking in the surrounding beauty.
