Running out of food and tobacco, Sanzo and his followers come upon a lake with a beautiful, mirror-like surface—a saltwater lake. The local village has prospered as a salt producer and distributor. The numerous villagers are happy and lively.
Man, I can't seem to hit it.
تباً، لا أستطيع إصابتها
Vaya, no le doy…
Vaya, no le doy…
Oh, non ! C’est où, Gojô ?
Non lo prendo...
Droga, errei...
Ой, промахнулся.