Journey to the West Scapegoat: I'm Not Responsible for This Monkey!

When I woke up, I became Sun Wukong under the Five Fingers Mountain. When he was confused, Tang Monk opened the seal on the top of the mountain. I shouted hurriedly: "Searching for scriptures is a trap! Don't be fooled!" But his throat was choked by an invisible gag spell, and he watched the seal fall down before his eyes. The next second, the little white dragon swallowed Tang Monk's white horse. I warned in advance but was chanted a tight curse. Guanyin smiled: "Wukong, you have to carry this pot well." Later I learned that the entire Journey to the West was a reality show. All disasters are scripts, and I am the default scapegoat. I will play the role of the White Bone Demon, and I will take the blame for the Yellow Wind Monster. Until one day, I gave my middle finger to the heavenly surveillance camera. "Director, I won't do this monkey show anymore!"