I'm Really Not Tang Monk

"Wukong, this is my master's cassock. You should quickly put it on and marry your Fairy Zixia." "Bajie, this is the dry food I have for my master. Please take it back to your Gaolaozhuang as soon as possible." "Wu Jing, the white dragon horse will be used as a means of transportation for you. Let's ride back to your Liusha River as soon as possible." The three of them shouted in unison, "You must not do it! Master! What shall we do with our mission to save all sentient beings, and what shall we do with our great cause of learning Buddhist scriptures!" Tang San's eyes darkened, and he cried in his heart, "Pu, your sister's Du, take a lesson from Mao, I really am not Tang Monk!"