[Journey to the West] the Five Hundred Years of Feeding the Master

My master is called Sun Wukong. The day I met him, a huge mountain fell from the sky. Along with six rays of golden light, he was pressed under the mountain. At the same time, my grave was also pressed down by the mountains. Later, I became my master. He was pinned under the mountain for five hundred years, so I fed him for five hundred years. PS: Updated at 10 o'clock every day. The background of this article on Journey to the West is dark and dark, but it is a sweet article. Cp Sun Wukong Thanks to my friend Linzi for helping me make the cover. Phew, I finally have a cover. … This article will be published on v on October 5th, and there will be a 10,000-word update by then. Please support me, okay? Xiaoyu's column and the article to be written next: Column · Intention: I have no control over my destiny