Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 3 2018 | Page 202

there was. What is such a perilous creature doing here? Master Xuanzang was in grave danger. I must rescue
him immediately. Abandoning the battle, I dove into the sea, as Sun Wukong is unable to pursue me in
water. Vaguely aware of the monkey flying over to the pig, I continued my search for master, swimming
though I've never swum before. I must get to Master before these two do.
Just before I reached the shore, I was stopped yet again by a hooking sensation on my robe. In a split
second, I was being dragged backwards and deep underwater. I was facing the pig once again.
"I can't let a demon like you pass," he said, voice warbling in the water. I gripped my spear tighter.
"Then I'll just have to break through you!"
With a cry, I lunged at the pig, spear slicing through the water. He backed away, barely escaping my assault,
and swiped back at me with his rake. Our weapons locked in a furious dance as we circled.
A horn bellowed at us from up above.
"Wujing, Wujing, come up!" That's my name! Shoving the pig away with a whoosh of current, I began to
ascend to the surface of the water as quickly as I can as he landed with a grunt on the sandy seabed.
Breaking through, I quickly reached the shore, where Sun Wukong, sitting on his cloud, was holding a
gourd undoubtedly given by Guanyin.
"Hey," the monkey grinned sheepishly. "So apparently, you are our master's third disciple. Sorry about that.
I'm Sun Wukong." It seems like Sun Wukong was one of Xuanzang's students. I can’t say that’s expected.
"I apologise as well. I may have mistaken you as a threat to my future master."
He laughed. "Well, I guess I did too. Come, meet Master."
"HOOOOOLD RIGHT THERE, MONSTER!" The pig suddenly broke onto the shore, swinging his
rake wildly. "I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU YET!" Sun Wukong sighed in exasperation. "Piggy!" He flew
over to the pig and whispered in his ear. The pig's expression switched from anger to understanding. He
walked over to me.
"Hullo, Wujing. I didn't realise you were with us. Sorry. I'm Zhu Bajie by the way. Pleasure meeting you."
He extended a chubby hand, which I shook "It's all mine."
"Well, people, I think it's time to return to base. Wujing, coming?" Sun Wukong somersaulted in the air,
twirling his staff.
"Sure."
As our trio walked, I couldn't help but smile. This is going to be very interesting.