I was once the White Bone Lady, and I died at the hands of his apprentice just to eat Tang Monk's flesh.
When we met again a hundred years later, I became the protector of the Bodhisattva, and he became a prisoner.
The golden hoop was embedded in his flesh and blood, and the once unruly Monkey King was locked on the demon-slaying platform.
The Bodhisattva asked me with a smile: "Are you willing to dig out his immortality with your own hands?"
Everyone thought I would take revenge.
Only I remember the inaudible words "Hurry up" when his golden hoop was deflected by an inch a hundred years ago.
