"Congratulations, host. Because you've rejected the system's mission, you'll be randomly matched with a destined partner to assist you." Somewhere in the remote mountains and waters, a white tiger spirit, after cultivating for a thousand years, was chased by a rolling thunderbolt and forced to flee. Damn it, whether or not Tang Sanzang goes to the West to obtain the scriptures is none of my business! Guanyin: "Xuanzang, go and obtain the scriptures, and stop making trouble." "Okay, no problem, it's completely fine." Several days passed, and Tang Sanzang still hadn't made a move. Mu Cha: "Oh no, Avalokitesvara, Tang Sanzang has sprained his ankle and can't go on the road." Avalokitesvara: "Calm down, let Wukong and the others tie him up and take him on the road. I don't believe that monkey can't subdue him!" On the Five Elements Mountain, Sun Wukong, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth, said with a look of despair: "Why hasn't the master come yet? Did he get lost?" In Gaojiazhuang, Zhu Bajie looked warily at the sturdy monk carrying a white horse. The monk smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I'm just a knight passing by." In the Quicksand River, Sha Wujing jumped out of the water with a ferocious look, but saw a muscular gray-robed monk throwing the white horse directly across the river. Frightened, he quickly dived back into the river. "We agreed to fetch the scriptures to the West and give them to the disciple. What's the point of fetching the scriptures without a disciple? I'm tired and I'm going on strike! Otherwise, Buddha, can you express the scriptures to me?" Tathagata: "..."