黄风大圣 Yellow Wind Sage
千里黄风万里沙，八百方圆无人家。
半妖半仙谁评说，是盗是圣何足挂。
Endless yellow winds, sands stretch afar,
In the land once abundant, no homes there are.
Half-guai, half-immortal, who can decide?
Thief or sage, why would he mind?
炉火荧荧，满桌酒菜。
沙二郎举着半拉不知何物的腿，正啃得有滋有味。
沙国王安分地坐在儿子身侧，素日设宴，他最爱告状的，今日也一直沉默着。
虎先锋也十分文雅，只看着对面的傻子吃得喷香，自己面前的酒食却一点未动。
黄风大圣坐在太师椅内，一只手摸着桌上闭目的佛头，不言不语，似是有心事。
“爹，吃完了。”沙二郎喊了一声，在场众人都朝他望去。
沙国王怒斥了儿子一声，赶紧连滚带爬地跪下请罪。
“都是小事。”黄风大圣把手搭在灵吉的头顶，终于开口了。
他站起身来，道:“我既拿了师父最宝贝的东西，定能炼化那玩意。从今日起，我需闭关修行。天上那些老东西说是安排好了，还是多留一手为妙。”
“大王若想闭关，我和我的子民愿搬来洞外，守护大王身侧。”沙国王谄媚道。
“身侧?”黄风大圣看着师父的头，断然拒绝，“你们都搬去岭上住我要开黄风大阵，谁都不要来扰我修炼。
若是不能见大王，又如何向大王禀事?
黄风大圣指着虎先锋道:“叫你那石头兄弟，修出几条沙道来，每条沙道由大门锁住，你们两个先锋，各持一个开门的秘符。”
还不待虎先锋下跪领命，沙国王急切道:“大王，我们与那大猫向来不睦，若……”
黄风大圣根本不想听，他抱起佛头打断道:“都出去，不出天大的事别来烦我。”
Firelight flickered over a table laden with food and drink.
The Second Prince of Flowing Sands, sitting on the table, gnawed on what might have been half a haunch with relish.
The King of Flowing Sands sat beside his son obediently. As someone who typically delighted in pointing out the missteps of others, he remained oddly silent during the feast.
Even the Tiger Vanguard was on his best behavior. Watching the dimwit across from him gorging on the haunch, the tiger seemed to have no appetite.
The Yellow Wind Sage sat in the place of honor, one hand caressing the object resting on the table: the head of a bodhisattva with eyes closed in silence.
"Pa, I need more." The sudden shout from the Second Prince set all hearts hammering. His pa, the King of Flowing Sands, glowered and hissed, "Shut it!" Then he scrambled to his knees and pleaded for forgiveness.
"A trifle, is all." The Yellow Wind Sage rested his hand atop the head of Lingji, then stood. "With my master's most prized vessel in my grasp, I can surely absorb that thing. I mean to enter secluded meditation, starting today. I have appeased those old rascals from above, yet it will be wise to remain discreet"
"If you're seeking seclusion, Master," fawned the King of Flowing Sands, "my people and I would be honored to camp outside the cave and stand guard beside you."
"Beside me?" The Sage gazed at his master's head and rejected his offer immediately. "No, you will move to the ridge. I will be setting the Yellow Wind Formation. Let no one disturb me."
"If...if there is urgent news, Master, how shall we bear it unto you?" The King cried out.
The Yellow Wind pointed at the Tiger Vanguard. "Have your rock brothers raise paths of sand, each with a gate locked by a secret tally. You two vanguards will each hold a tally..."
Before Tiger Vanguard knelt to thank the Sage for this weighty charge, the King interjected anxiously: "But Master! We rats have never got along with those cats. If they hold the..."
The Yellow Wind Sage didn't want to listen at all. He picked up the Buddha head and interrupted, "All of you, withdraw. Do not disturb me until the very sky collapses."
