Journey to the West Demon King

It's been a long time since I've posted a book review. I've only been following this book since the author opened it. Thank you. Thank you very much to the author! The performance of Wukong in Journey to the West really makes me feel ironic! For all the hypocrisy of immortals and Buddhas, I feel the darkness of this world. Why don't the monsters with this backing need to die? They eat people, drink human blood, and are free and easy! In the end, it's just an evil word! Come back with me and be punished! Why is that? ! The gods and Buddhas all over the sky also eat human flesh and drink human blood. Can making elixirs and eating fairy fruits really satisfy the gods and Buddhas? Didn't you see that in ancient times, emperors used to eat human flesh and drink human blood when they were tortured? If you don't have emotions, what kind of god is that? It's just a powerful body! A bloody villain! Therefore, the difference between gods and Buddhas among humans is that whoever is more powerful can do whatever they want. (The above is just my personal lament about the Journey to the West story) I hope the author can give book friends a free, carefree and happy Wukong. (Big Demon King) The monkey king made a fuss in the heavenly palace, Suffering in the Bagua furnace. The wish-fulfilling stick is in the hands of the great sage, The three realms of freedom are unstoppable!

Good book, good book, but unfortunately the author is in poor health. Every recommendation vote is yours. It should only be used as an encouragement. Sooner or later it doesn't matter. I hope it won't end in a negative way! Come on!

Dad, I am your little fan, and I will always support you. Although I met you a week ago, it doesn't bother me that I fell in love with the "Big Demon King" at first sight. Come on, don't be angry. Saw your comment. Also very angry. As the saying goes, "Dreams will come true and youth will be brilliant." In Journey to the West, I saw the injustice of the Immortals and Buddhas, the great changes of Monkey King, the Monkey King, the unfathomable depth of Shi Yue, the Great Sage of Heaven, and the demon king of six paths...; In short, the Demon King of Journey to the West brought me many different wonderful things. Your little fan at the moment.

I'm back, and to say a few words, my condition has stabilized. I just need intensive treatment this month, and I have to get an intravenous drip every morning for a week. I can't stay up late in the future, so I only have half a day to code, so I can only do my best. Next month I should be able to code all day long. It's interesting to say that I had hiccups a few days ago. I hiccupped for nine days in a row. I couldn't get a single burp out, and it almost suffocated me to death. I couldn't be cured everywhere. The emergency department said it couldn't be cured, and the gastroenterology department also said it couldn't be cured. Finally, a young Chinese doctor in his twenties treated me with acupuncture and Chinese medicine in two days. Originally, everything was stable and there was no discomfort. However, with the confidence of the young Chinese medicine doctor, he actually wanted to intervene in my tuberculous pleurisy, saying that he would stop my hormones, and confidently said that he could control my questions. So I thought, well, even the traditional Chinese medicine doctors in their forties can't cure my hiccups. Since you can, I'll give you a chance. As a result, once the hormone was stopped, it was ruined. My body temperature soared all the way, from 36.4 To 37.1 In half an hour, then 38, 38.6, 39, 39.4, 39.7, 40, 40.3. My body temperature was completely out of control. No matter acupuncture or traditional Chinese medicine, I could not lower my body temperature at all. She didn't let me take any medicine or physical therapy to cool down my body temperature, so she let me have a dry fever. So I had a fever until 8:30 in the evening, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and took hormone supplements. I had a fever that lasted for two days today. I came back at noon and slept again. It was around five o'clock in the evening that I finally recovered, and then I started typing non-stop... Well, it accidentally turned out to be eleven o'clock. I really can't stay up late. Good night, brothers.

I was cooking last night, but I was too tired again. After dinner, I fell asleep until after one o'clock. I got up and drank milk to supplement my nutrition. I had recurring fevers every day, and gradually I discovered that it was probably drug fever, that is, an allergic reaction to drugs, or that the side effects of several drugs were relatively strong in me. In the past two days, I listened to the doctor's advice and adjusted the time of taking hormones. Yesterday, my fever reached as high as 39 degrees, and I couldn't keep it anymore. I went out for a walk, and it dropped to 38 degrees. Generally, the body temperature will automatically drop around 5 pm, but if you have a fever all afternoon, you will have to control your body temperature to physically cool down, so you will be really weak and tired, and it is not suitable to do anything at night. Still, don't be tired, and the cooking time is only suitable in the morning. The best state is from the second half of the night to the morning, and I feel that I have completely recovered! It was only after I took the first pill on an empty stomach at around 5 o'clock in the morning that the suffering of the day began. I felt flustered after eating it. I had breakfast an hour or two later, and then took a handful of pills after breakfast. Then I felt my heart pounding non-stop throughout the morning. At 11 o'clock, my body temperature rose on time. I started to feel sore muscles and joints, fatigue, night sweats, and a hot face. It was really difficult to go out. I just wanted to lie down and rest, but I knew I couldn't lie down. I had to consciously cool down physically, otherwise my body temperature would rise to 39~40 degrees around 12 o'clock. But after taking the medicine for a month, all in all, my body has recovered a lot. For example, when I was first discharged from the hospital, I could only walk slowly for 100 meters in one breath. Now I can walk 500 meters in one breath. When I was first discharged from the hospital, I was tired even if I was lifting anything. Now I can lift a few kilograms of not very heavy things. I can clearly feel my physical strength has recovered. I have recovered a lot. I feel seven or eight times stronger. Of course, when I was first discharged from the hospital, I was the type that fell down at the first push, and my body was extremely weak. Now you can't push me down. In short, although the medicine is hot, you still have to continue taking the medicine, never stop it, and continue to fight against the disease every day! Fight to the end! On the first day of March, I still set a goal, hoping to keep updating, keep updating, and keep updating this month! ! ! Come on, come on, come on!

I took a picture today and did a lot of tests. I won't go into details. I will start hospitalization the day after tomorrow, and I really can't survive without being hospitalized. . During this period, I can only try my best to find time to type. I hope that all the book friends and brothers will forgive me.

The devil said, "I have knelt before the Buddha for three thousand years, but he has never felt pity for me. There is no reason why the dust has covered the Buddha's eyes. It turns out that I have not invested any money in incense!" Buddha, not greedy for money? Why should we accept offerings from the world? Buddha, not evil? Why can't we tolerate the world's disrespect for it? The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, why are there three, six or nine levels of Bodhisattva, Bhikkhu and Dharma Protector? We pay our respects, offer incense, and pray for the disaster to go away. The Buddha said, "Everyone in the world has many lives. They are destined to be destined to die, and God's will cannot be violated!" Ask your Buddha, can Feihua remember those days? Ask your Buddha, can he go to the ninth floor of purgatory? Ask your Buddha, what is engraved on the Three Lives Stone? Ask your Buddha, if you can survive the suffering, why don't you save me.

The pulp in the left eye has healed, but now the ophthalmoplegia in the left eye is paralyzed and it becomes cross-eyed. The eyeball cannot move outward. I really have no choice. . . The examination alone cost more than 4,000 yuan, and the cause of the disease has not been determined yet. Now I am waiting for tomorrow's royalties to see my eyes. This is the situation. I haven't turned on the computer for several days and I don't dare to use my eyes. Now send this message with your right eye.

Some people say it's hypocritical, but I want to say that if it was a cold, it wouldn't make me quit smoking after more than ten years of smoking. I had chest tightness, shortness of breath, non-stop coughing, high fever, out of breath, and no one around me. I felt like I was almost dead. I was really scared. I took various medicines, including antipyretics for more than a week. As soon as the medicine wore off, the fever started immediately. To be honest, since it was put on the shelves, I have been relying on medicine to support my coding, and I really couldn't bear it anymore. The doctor at the clinic prescribed an intravenous drip, and I feel that it finally has some effect. At this point, I can only say okay, but I won't reveal any information about myself in the future. It has affected book friends, and I hope they will forgive me.

An illness is really like a rebirth. For more than a year, I persisted. I have been telling myself, be strong, stay strong It was put on the shelves on New Year's Day in 2017 despite being ill. Then I fell ill and had a high fever for three months, with a 40°C fever 24 hours a day. After I was transferred to Shanghai, I finally got better, but then I developed left eye hyperplasia and left eye abducens nerve paralysis (esotropia and inability to rotate). From then on, the world in front of me was a mess. You don't understand the pain of double vision. I am still strong and keep telling myself, stay strong. Later, I was diagnosed with multiple brain tumors, which not only oppressed the optic nerve, but also affected my body. For two months, I could only walk with a cane. Even with the cane, I could only move a little bit. At that time, I was still strong alone, and continued to tell myself, be strong, stay strong. Starting in December, I continued to use intravenous drip for more than four months. I finally stopped this month, but I still had to take the medicine orally for a long time. What can I say? I have been staying strong and the book has persisted. Then some book friends left, some remained, and some were new book friends. In short, thank you all book friends for your support. Without you, I would not be able to persevere. The Great Demon King belongs to every book friend who likes The Great Demon King.