“ Hey ! The sun ’ s rising at our direction ! What ? I thought this was a journey to the west ?” He cried angrily at the professor .
The author scribbled even more down . “ Is this a trick ?” He said softly . The professor was equally as surprised , but not as angry as the monk . The monk was furious . He had walked so much for his family and friends , but one humongous mistake the professor made , they had sacrificed their legs for this .
“ Are we lost or something ?” The translator asked . He looked around , dumbfounded . He looked over at the professor , who was examining the map , looking confused , and cried :
“ You stupid thing ! You ’ ve been looking at the map upside down !” The monk couldn ’ t believe it . “ How did the school board even hire you ? I hope you don ’ t teach geography ! You ’ re trash at this !”
The professor looked sad . “ I ’ m sorry , I ’ m sorry …” Suddenly , they were all whisked back to ... the temple ? They rubbed their eyes and pinched each other , but it wasn ’ t a dream . A grinning Buddha was staring back at them . Honestly , them four found it a bit intriguing . “ It ” was being the Buddha ’ s golden eyes .
“ Good job !” The Buddha said , clapping . They were confused . Buddha chuckled and explained , “ That was just a huge hallucination , people ! Wake up ! It helped me test if you were worthy . Well , you are , so here ’ s your food !”
Buddha conjured a few bags of food on horse-carts . The four of them were delighted and grateful , and they rode back to their village , happily ever after , still baffled .