On the way to Sun Wukong's journey to the west, Monkey said that the immortal was in front of him. The kind-hearted old man said that his junior brother Fang Cunshan was still fine after 500 years apart. Monkey said excitedly that Bajie divided his luggage and went home. Bajie said that I also miss my Cuilan. He saw the old man's hand floating lightly and a tight spell falling from Sun Wukong's head. Wukong recalled the days at Fangcun Mountain.
It feels like an exquisite running account