Wood yearns for Metal, benevolence is fully displayed. One master, one guest, with no separation. Three meetings, three unions, containing hidden mysteries.

Nature and emotion rejoice together, the true essence gathers. Together they witness the West, their words not diverging.

Chapter Nineteen

In an instant, they arrived at the front. The Pilgrim, pulling the monster by his rake and clutching his ear, said, "Look there, who is sitting at the head of the hall? That is my master." The Gao family relatives and Old Gao, suddenly seeing the Pilgrim bring the monster in with his hands bound and his ear pulled, greeted them one by one in the courtyard, crying out, "Elder, Elder, that is indeed my son-in-law!" The monster walked forward, knelt on both knees, and with his hands still bound behind his back, kowtowed to Sanzang Tripitaka. He cried out, "Master, your disciple failed to welcome you! Had I known you were staying at my father-in-law's house, I would have come to pay my respects long ago. Why have I suffered such a series of torments?" Sanzang said, "Wukong, how did you subdue him so he would pay homage to me?" The Pilgrim finally let go of his hand, struck him with the handle of the nailed rake, and shouted, "You fool, what are you saying?" The monster began to recount the details of how the Bodhisattva enlightened being had urged him toward goodness.