Little Western Heaven, Five Hundred Years Later

Tang Seng rubbed the special eye on his forehead, pointed at the men, women, old and young coming and going by the city gate, and suddenly cried out in alarm, his face changing as he flailed his arms and legs. "Heavens! What am I seeing? They're... they're all monsters! This is absolutely terrifying! Ever since the Bodhisattva gave me this third eye, I haven't had a single peaceful day. Oh, heavens, who can save me? Someone, save me!"

Sandy stared in bewilderment and couldn't help asking Sun Wukong, "Senior Brother, what's wrong with Master?"

Sun Wukong sighed. "The old man is having another seizure. It's an old affliction. Sigh!"

Pigsy pouted from the side. "Master's got his seizures, and I want pig seizures too! Guanyin Bodhisattva is so unfair. She has a magic artifact for spying on beautiful women, but she gave it to Master instead of me. Hmph!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.