"Indeed, the flesh of Xuanzang must taste much better than sesame oil."
"This monk looks plump and fair-skinned; he must be delicious!"
"However, first things first, we need to be clear if this monk is really Xuanzang. If he's just an ordinary monk, eating his flesh won't have any effect."
"That's easy, just ask him, and we'll know everything, won't we?"
"Let's go and ask!"
So, the three demons looked at Xuanzang, and one of them blew a breath at him.
Xuanzang came to slowly.
One of the demons asked loudly, "Hey! What's your name, monk, and where do you come from? Spill the truth quickly, or else you'll be risking your little life."
Xuanzang was startled by the fierce appearance of the three demons, but having been captured by demons so many times, he had gotten used to it.
Seeing that Xuanzang remained silent, the three demons became irritated and shouted, "Are you a mute or a deaf, monk? We're asking you a question, why aren't you answering?"
