Xuanzang rode his horse, followed closely on both sides by Sun Wukong and the other two, quickly reaching the city gate.
They then dismounted, crossed the bridge, and entered the gate, where they saw six streets and three markets.
Countless vendors were selling goods, creating a lively scene; not only that, but there were also high officials and nobles dressed in luxurious clothes.
While walking, they suddenly saw a group of monks, each one fettered and shackled, begging along the city gate, a truly pitiful sight.
Xuanzang, seeing this scene, couldn't help feeling sorrowful and sighed, "When a rabbit dies, the fox grieves; creatures mourn for their kind."
Although he did not like Buddhism, he naturally empathized with monks like himself.
He quickly called Sun Wukong over and instructed, "Wukong, go and ask why they are suffering like this here."
