Journey to the West: Take Sun Wukong as My Disciple and Make the Scripture Journey More Difficult

It was supposed to be a sign-in System, but one thing I said turned it into a System for roasting people.

Now everyone else gets the difficulty lowered, while mine goes straight up to hell mode.

But it also makes for some fun.

I am the monk Tang Sanzang. Tang, as in Tang Sanzang; San, as in third; Zang, as in burying heaven, earth and all living things.

Behind me are my few unruly disciples. The one with the monkey mouth and thunder god face is my eldest disciple, Sun Wukong.

The one with a pig's head and a human body is my second disciple, Zhu Bajie. The blue-skinned one is my third disciple, Sha Wujing.

“You three, search carefully along the way. Don’t let a single demon get away!”

“Wukong, when you see a demon, don’t attack. Buddhism values compassion, so don’t take a life. Just break its legs.”

“Amitabha Buddha. As Zengzi said, ‘I examine myself three times each day.’ Have I been too polite? Have I been giving you too much leeway? Should I tell Sun Wukong to beat you up?”

“Wukong, get behind me. I’ll handle this demon myself!”

After meeting a female demon:

“Brother Sanzang, if I eat this, will I really live forever?”