The floating world is thousands of miles away, and the sky is filled with countless stars.
Does anyone still remember you when you lose the head and tail of the red robe?
Does anyone remember that you were once called the Monkey King?
"Wukong, you are just a monkey." Tathagata stroked a lotus he picked up from nowhere and murmured to a furry monkey not far away who was making a fuss in the sky.
"Little monkey, didn't I ask you to wait for me?" His eyes are still as clear as water, but the old person has been forgotten.
"You are just a pitiful monkey." Xuanzang sat on the top of Wuzhi Mountain, lightly scratching the beads wrapped between his fingers, and sighed silently.
"You damn monkey, I'm afraid even you wouldn't recognize me now that I'm like this." The White Bone Spirit spread her fingers, and the sound of the joints creaking made her laugh at herself.
"Monkey, you still forgot. Was the wine you drank during the sworn sworn days vomited out by the Tathagata's five-finger mountain?" The Bull Demon King drank a glass of strong wine alone, held it in his mouth for a long time, and then sprayed it on the ground. Suddenly he threw his head back and laughed arrogantly.
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Who is it?
Who are they chattering like flies in my old grandson's ears?
Wukong... Who is Wukong?
Me... Who am I?
-The plot is a bit strange and does not completely follow the original work
-The plot of this part can only be said to be my Journey to the West. Please do not compare the character plot with the original work or other Journey to the West fan works.
-The character has collapsed
-It is expected to be a very long article, the update time is uncertain, and there are huge pitfalls.
-If there are any errors in character relationships or other details, please point them out.