Postscript to Journey to the West: Two Hundred Years with Brother Monkey

There were weird rules for dying tragically in the past life, but will you be buried alive when you open your eyes in this life? Lin Zhao never expected that the beginning of the third life would be hell mode—— As soon as I climbed out of the grave pit, I bumped into a thunderous face and golden fur... Monkey? He was also carrying an iron rod, his eyes looked disgusting as if he were looking at garbage: "Tsk, you're a waste of practice, your talent is outrageous." But her tears burst instantly, and she was out of breath from crying: "Qitian... The Great Sage... Sun Wukong!!" He is a ray of Buddha nature unwilling to remain silent in Xitian Lingshan, and an arrogant clone who defeated the Buddha and killed him in the world. The majesty of the treasure has faded away, but he is still the Monkey King who crushed the sky. Lin Zhao said he wanted to go with him, but the great sage cursed trouble, but turned around and blew away his life-saving hair. Evil is rampant and monsters lurk in the world. He walked in front carrying the stick, and she followed behind, leaning on the stick. "Great Sage, wait for me!" "If you fall, climb up!" But when she was about to die, she was always blocked by a golden figure. "There is no god or Buddha in this world, only my grandson." "Follow closely, don't die." One hundred and seventy-six years of wind and rain, a mortal girl with flesh and blood, Accompany him throughout China to slay demons and cleanse the world. Until she raised her head and asked with a smile: "Great Sage, will you forget me?" He was silent for a long time, and his heart felt slightly astringent. "... Shut up. Go your way." ✨"This is a long journey that mortals and gods go on together" ✨"It is also the last ray of light in the mythical era, a romantic epic that illuminates ordinary lives."