卻說那三人穿林入裡，只見那獃子繃在樹上，聲聲叫喊，痛苦難禁。行者上前笑道：「好女婿呀，這早晚還不起來謝親，又不到師父處報喜，還在這裡賣解兒耍子哩。咄！你娘呢？你老婆呢？好個繃巴吊拷的女婿呀。」那獃子見他來搶白著羞，咬著牙，忍著疼，不敢叫喊。沙僧見了，老大不忍，放下行李，上前解了繩索救下。獃子對他們只是磕頭禮拜，其實羞恥難當。有《西江月》為證：
色乃傷身之劍，貪之必定遭殃。佳人二八好容妝。更比夜叉兇壯。只有一個原本，再無微利添囊。好將資本謹收藏。堅守休教放蕩。
却说那三人穿林入里，只见那呆子绷在树上，声声叫喊，痛苦难禁。行者上前笑道：「好女婿呀，这早晚还不起来谢亲，又不到师父处报喜，还在这里卖解儿耍子哩。咄！你娘呢？你老婆呢？好个绷巴吊拷的女婿呀。」那呆子见他来抢白着羞，咬着牙，忍着疼，不敢叫喊。沙僧见了，老大不忍，放下行李，上前解了绳索救下。呆子对他们只是磕头礼拜，其实羞耻难当。有《西江月》为证：
色乃伤身之剑，贪之必定遭殃。佳人二八好容妆。更比夜叉凶壮。只有一个原本，再无微利添囊。好将资本谨收藏。坚守休教放荡。
Now, the three went deeper into the wood and found the Idiot bound to a tree, crying out again and again in unbearable pain. Pilgrim came forward, laughing. “What a fine son-in-law! At this hour you still haven’t got up to thank your new relations, or gone to Master to announce the happy news. Still putting on an acrobatic show here, are you? Hey! Where’s your mother-in-law? Where’s your wife? A fine son-in-law indeed, trussed up and dangling as though under torture!” Seeing him come to taunt and shame him, the Idiot clenched his teeth, endured the pain and dared not cry out. Sha Monk could scarcely bear the sight. He put down the luggage, went forward and untied the cords to rescue him. The Idiot could only kowtow and bow to them, his shame more than he could endure. There is a lyric to prove it, to the tune ‘The moon over the West River’:
Lust is a sword that wounds the body;crave it, and disaster is sure to come.A lovely girl of twice eight years, so fair of face and dress,is fiercer still than a yaksha.You have only your original capital,with no little profit to add to your purse.Guard that capital and store it safely;hold firm, and never let it be squandered.
那八戒撮土焚香，望空禮拜。行者道：「你可認得那些菩薩麼？」八戒道：「我已此暈倒昏迷，眼花撩亂，那認得是誰？」行者把那簡帖兒遞與八戒。八戒見了是頌子，更加慚愧。沙僧笑道：「二哥有這般好處哩，感得四位菩薩來與你做親。」八戒道：「兄弟再莫題起，不當人子了。從今後，再也不敢妄為。就是累折骨頭，也只是摩肩壓擔，隨師父西域去也。」三藏道：「既如此說才是。」
那八戒撮土焚香，望空礼拜。行者道：「你可认得那些菩萨么？」八戒道：「我已此晕倒昏迷，眼花撩乱，那认得是谁？」行者把那简帖儿递与八戒。八戒见了是颂子，更加惭愧。沙僧笑道：「二哥有这般好处哩，感得四位菩萨来与你做亲。」八戒道：「兄弟再莫题起，不当人子了。从今后，再也不敢妄为。就是累折骨头，也只是摩肩压担，随师父西域去也。」三藏道：「既如此说才是。」
Bajie gathered some earth as an incense offering and bowed towards the sky. Pilgrim asked, “Did you recognize those Bodhisattvas?” Bajie said, “I had already fainted and lost my senses. My eyes were swimming — how could I tell who they were?” Pilgrim handed him the written slip. When Bajie saw the hymn on it, he was more ashamed than ever. Sha Monk laughed. “What a privilege for our second brother! You brought four Bodhisattvas here to become your relations.” Bajie said, “Little brother, don’t mention it again. I’ve made a disgrace of myself. From now on I’ll never dare behave so recklessly. Even if the work breaks my bones, I’ll bear the load on my shoulders and follow Master to the Western Regions.” Sanzang said, “That is the right thing to say.”
行者遂領師父上了大路。行夠多時，忽見有高山擋路，三藏勒馬停鞭道：「徒弟，前面一山，必須仔細，恐有妖魔作耗，侵害吾黨。」行者道：「馬前但有吾等三人，怕甚妖魔？」因此，長老安心前進。只見那座山，真是好山：
高山峻極，大勢崢嶸。根接崑崙脈，頂摩霄漢中。白鶴每來棲檜柏，玄猿時復掛藤蘿。日映晴林，疊疊千條紅霧繞；風生陰壑，飄飄萬道彩雲飛。幽鳥亂啼青竹裡，錦雞齊鬥野花間。只見那千年峰、五福峰、芙蓉峰，巍巍凜凜放毫光；萬歲石、虎牙石、三天石，突突磷磷生瑞氣。崖前草秀，嶺上梅香。荊棘密森森，芝蘭清淡淡。深林鷹鳳聚千禽，古洞麒麟轄萬獸。澗水有情，曲曲灣灣多遶顧；峰巒不斷，重重疊疊自週迴。又見那綠的槐、斑的竹、青的松，依依千載鬥穠華；白的李、紅的桃、翠的柳，灼灼三春爭艷麗。龍吟虎嘯，鶴舞猿啼。麋鹿從花出，青鸞對日鳴。乃是仙山真福地，蓬萊閬苑只如然。又見些花開花謝山頭景，雲去雲來嶺上峰。
行者遂领师父上了大路。行够多时，忽见有高山挡路，三藏勒马停鞭道：「徒弟，前面一山，必须仔细，恐有妖魔作耗，侵害吾党。」行者道：「马前但有吾等三人，怕甚妖魔？」因此，长老安心前进。只见那座山，真是好山：
高山峻极，大势峥嵘。根接昆仑脉，顶摩霄汉中。白鹤每来栖桧柏，玄猿时复挂藤萝。日映晴林，叠叠千条红雾绕；风生阴壑，飘飘万道彩云飞。幽鸟乱啼青竹里，锦鸡齐斗野花间。只见那千年峰、五福峰、芙蓉峰，巍巍凛凛放毫光；万岁石、虎牙石、三天石，突突磷磷生瑞气。崖前草秀，岭上梅香。荆棘密森森，芝兰清淡淡。深林鹰凤聚千禽，古洞麒麟辖万兽。涧水有情，曲曲湾湾多绕顾；峰峦不断，重重叠叠自周回。又见那绿的槐、斑的竹、青的松，依依千载斗秾华；白的李、红的桃、翠的柳，灼灼三春争艳丽。龙吟虎啸，鹤舞猿啼。麋鹿从花出，青鸾对日鸣。乃是仙山真福地，蓬莱阆苑只如然。又见些花开花谢山头景，云去云来岭上峰。
Pilgrim led Master onto the main road. After they had travelled a good while, a high mountain suddenly barred their way. Sanzang reined in his horse and stayed his whip. “Disciples, there’s a mountain ahead. We must take care, for demons may be up to mischief and harm our party.” Pilgrim said, “With the three of us here in front of your horse, what demons need you fear?” Reassured, the elder rode on. And what a fine mountain it was:
Its heights rise to the utmost,its mighty mass stands rugged and imposing.Its roots join the veins of Mount Kunlun;its summit brushes the cloudy heavens.White cranes often roost in its junipers and cypresses;dark apes hang from its creepers and vines.Sunlight strikes the clear woods,where layer upon layer of red mist curls in a thousand strands;wind springs from shaded ravines,where ten thousand ribbons of coloured cloud drift and fly.Secluded birds sing at random among green bamboos;splendid pheasants vie among wild flowers.There are Thousand-Year Peak, Five Blessings Peak and Lotus Peak,lofty and stern, sending out rays of light;Ten-Thousand-Year Rock, Tiger-Tooth Rock and Three Heavens Rock,jutting and jagged, breathing auspicious vapour.Fine grasses grow before the cliffs;plum fragrance scents the ridges.Thorns stand thick and dense;sacred mushrooms and orchids breathe a delicate perfume.In deep woods, hawks and phoenixes gather a thousand birds;in ancient caves, qilin rule ten thousand beasts.Affectionate streams turn and wind,looking back again and again;unbroken peaks circle in their own folds,range upon range.Green locust trees, mottled bamboos and blue-green pines sway softly,vying in luxuriance for a thousand years;white plums, red peaches and emerald willows blaze with beautythrough the three months of spring.Dragons sing and tigers roar;cranes dance and apes cry.Deer emerge from flowers;blue luan birds call towards the sun.Truly an immortal mountain, a blessed land:Penglai and the Celestial Garden are no finer.Flowers open and fall in the scenery on its heights;clouds come and go around the peaks upon its ridges.