In the end, the Great Sage broke the rules.

As night fell, the master and his disciples arrived at a village and prepared to stay the night.

Surprisingly, the streets were deserted, and every household had its doors tightly shut.

Finally spotting a house with lights on, Sha Wujing hurriedly went up and knocked on the door, but the lights vanished without a trace, like a startled rabbit.

Filled with suspicion, the master and his disciples had no choice but to continue groping their way forward in the eerie night.

Nestled in Chen Yi's arms, Eleven was wrapped up tightly, looking like an adorable little dumpling. He asked in a childish voice, "Daddy, are you tired?"

Chen Yi responded gently, "Dad isn't tired."

Before he could finish speaking, Sun Wukong reached out and hugged Eleven, feigning anger, "You knew your father would be tired, so why wouldn't you let me hug you earlier?"

Eleven pouted mischievously, without struggling at all, and nestled obediently in Sun Wukong's arms.

He just likes being held by his dad. His dad's body is soft and comfortable, unlike his father, who is hard and stiff.

Chen Yi shook his slightly sore arm and laughed, "It's because Eleven likes me the most, so Great Sage, you should say less."

Sun Wukong lightly tapped Chen Yi on the forehead and said with a laugh, "I've really spoiled you for nothing. I was just worried about you."

Chen Yi hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes, I won't say anything more."

"There's another house with its lights on up ahead, I'll go knock on the door."

As soon as Chen Yi raised his hand, the lights in the room went out abruptly, as if a candle flame had been blown out.

Chen Yi shouted loudly, "Hey? People inside, open the door!"

Jiang Liuer also arrived at the door and called out to the people inside, "Benefactors! We are monks from the Eastern Land of the Great Tang Dynasty!"

"There's no one in this house..."

A faint sound, barely audible, could be heard coming from inside.

Pigsy immediately felt dissatisfied and muttered, "Why are you talking when there's no one around?!"

Sha Wujing quickly explained, "We are good people who have come to ask for lodging!"

"Stop knocking, go somewhere else."

Chen Yi asked helplessly, "What should we do?"

Sun Wukong made a quick decision: "Let's build a wooden shed in the open space next door tonight and stay overnight. We'll figure things out tomorrow."

Chen nodded and replied, "Alright then."

As he spoke, he turned to ask Jiang Liuer for his opinion: "Brother Jiang, what do you think?"

Jiang Liuer nodded and said, "That's the only way."

Fortunately, Chen Yi had already prepared the wood needed to build the wooden shed in his space. With the concerted efforts of the master and his disciples, the two wooden sheds were built in no time.

Jiang Liuer and his two companions shared one room, while Chen Yi and his family of three shared another.

Chen Yi was sleeping soundly with his son in his arms when he was suddenly pulled out of bed, which immediately startled him awake.

Upon seeing the culprit, he exclaimed indignantly, "Great Sage, what are you doing?!"

"*you"

Chen Yi: ...Shameless!

Sun Wukong drew a circle around Eleven, then picked up Chen Yi and quickly left the wooden shed.

The two didn't return until the first light of dawn. When they came back, Chen Yi was already fast asleep, while Sun Wukong looked like a well-fed cat, his face full of satisfaction.

When Shiyi woke up, he found Chen Yi still asleep. Like a mischievous little monkey, he couldn't wait to climb onto Chen Yi and then started rolling around happily.

He rolled from Chen Yi's chest to his feet, and then from his feet back to his chest, completely absorbed in his play.

Although Chen Yi knew his son was playing on him, he was too exhausted to open his eyes and let his son climb up and down on him like a little monkey.

When Sun Wukong came in, he saw his son "bullying" his wife, which he could not tolerate!

He strode to the bedside, picked up Eleven like a chick, and gave him a few slaps on the bottom.

"You brat! Don't you dare bully the little monk!"

Since the beating didn't hurt much, Eleven didn't cry. He just blinked his big, round eyes and looked at Sun Wukong with a confused expression, as if asking, "Father, why did you hit me?"

Upon seeing this, Sun Wukong was speechless.

Then the two of them inexplicably started playing "Statues".

Chen Yi felt the weight on his body disappear and couldn't help but open his eyes. He turned his head and saw the father and son staring at each other by the bed. He couldn't help but laugh and ask, "What's wrong with you two?"

Eleven stared at Sun Wukong without moving.

Sun Wukong also stared at Eleven without moving.

Helpless, Chen Yi asked again, "What are you two doing?"

"If you don't say something, I'm going to get angry!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong immediately turned around and kissed Chen Yi on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Eleven also propped herself up and, imitating Sun Wukong, kissed Chen Yi on the corner of his mouth.

"Father, wooden man, I won!" Eleven said triumphantly.

Sun Wukong: "?!?!?!?!"

What does it matter if he's a wooden figure or not? All he wants now is to throw this brat who's taking advantage of the little monk out!

Of course, he did just that. He picked up Eleven, walked out of the wooden shed, and then threw Eleven into Jiang Liuer's arms.

"Master, I want to hear you chant sutras during the National Day holiday."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Liuer was overjoyed. He immediately picked up the scriptures on the table, hugged Eleven, and began to recite them.

Eleven: ...I feel dizzy! I want to sleep!