The little monk is fierce
If you let me become a monk, I will demolish your temple! Zhu Bajie:
"Boy, come on, come on, my old pig will comb your hair with a nine-tooth nail rake!" Monkey King:
"The little monk is leaving, eat my old grandson!" Confucius said:
"Little master, is it okay for us gentlemen to talk and not do anything?" As soon as the little monk came out, the gods of the Three Realms were worried, and the demons and monsters cried:
"Run, the little monk is fierce!"