On the way to learn the scriptures, Sha Monk always carries the burden and walks at the end. He is taciturn and never shows off his deeds. Everyone knows that he is honest and dull, but they don't know that this rolling curtain general is actually the deepest chess player in the three realms - he is a close associate of the Jade Emperor, but he was demoted to Liushahe for "breaking the glass cup" and suffered from flying swords piercing the chest every seven days; he ate the nine previous lives of Tang Monk, but strung nine skulls into a necklace, just for Protector's tenth journey to the west; he only killed one monster in his life (the six-eared macaque who pretended to be himself), but secretly resolved half of the crises in the Eighty-one Difficulties; he never showed the art of transformation, just because his true body was the deep sand god in "The Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty", neither a monster nor a monster, but the spirit of the desert.
This is a bitter plot that spans ten lifetimes. The Jade Emperor had a secret meeting with Tathagata, and used Sha Monk as his secret son. He used the ninth life to take the real man's life, and refined the "Skeleton Ship for Ferry" at the bottom of the Liusha River, paving the way for the tenth Tang Monk. Sha Monk uses "incompetence" as his mask and "silence" as his weapon. He plays the most inconspicuous role in the Buddhist scripture collection team - he steps back when the senior brother shows off, steps in when the second senior brother is lazy, and is the first to stand in front of the master when he is in danger. He doesn't ask for credit, he just wants no one to notice his true purpose. And the little monster who was always snooping on the roadside (from the perspective of "The Little Monster of Langlang Mountain") actually became the only witness to find Sha Monk kneeling before the skeleton late at night and weeping at the moon.
When Lingshan granted him a reward and Guanyin broke his promise and only granted him the title of Arhat, Sha Monk clasped his hands together, feeling neither sadness nor joy. Because he knew: the real results were already at the bottom of the quicksand river, in the silent smiles of the nine skeletons.
