Wukong, Bajie, Laosha! You... You have really hurt me! ! !
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Wukong, Bajie, and Sha Monk together put the black bear spirit on the white dragon horse...
Chen Jian was wearing a brocade cassock, a Vairocana hat on his head, and holding a nine-ring tin staff. He was sitting on a white dragon horse and his mouth was grinning as wide as possible, but he still didn't forget to mutter: You... You are really hurting me! ! ! It hurts me! ! ! !
Zhu Bajie took the white dragon horse and the group walked west. Chen Jian shook his head and laughed uncontrollably:
Alas! You... What should you do to this poor monk? ! ! Namo... Infinite Heavenly Lord! ! !
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