Journey to the West: The Legend of the Stubborn Stone

This feeling is so magical. I only had it when reading The Legend of Wukong. The author seems to have a lot of thoughts about this society. I think this book was a bit of a waste when it was published at the beginning 🤫🤫🤫

Holy crap, crap, crap, that's awesome. From beginning to end, there are only four books on Journey to the West, "Journey to the West", "The Legend of Wukong", "The Great Monkey", and "The Fairy of Journey to the West". This is the rhythm of becoming a god, come on, come on, come on.

The author has profound literary skills and impeccable writing style. He has written his own Journey to the West. It can be seen that the author wants to construct a magnificent and complete mythical world, so it is more of a description of one incident after another, interspersed with a very complicated timeline and many memories. But as a reader, it feels more like unclear explanation and... Whim. The writing and plot are almost perfect, but the structure of the article is like a piece of loose sand. The author's update speed confirmed my opinion: the outline of this book is very vague, and the author may not have set the tone or there is no outline at all! This book is very attractive to me, but I don't want the author to continue to update it. I hope the author can set a relatively complete main line first, and then publish it again. I look forward to the author's works after improving the main line, instead of being like a prose-like novel now.

The author said that it will be updated, but I don't know when it will be updated, but the author is very good at playing the game.

A good book, I don't know why the results are a little poor

It's such a pity that he's just such a eunuch.

It's a pity that I'm just a student party, otherwise I would definitely be rewarded.

One day, Da Zhuang returned from the field carrying a hoe. Looking at the bright moon in the sky. Dazhuang felt very happy. The growth of grain in the fields this year is very gratifying. In this way, maybe we can have more surplus food. When the Chinese New Year comes, you can take it to the market and sell it, then you can buy some favorite food for the little monkey at home, or you can tie some cloth on it and make new clothes for your always virtuous mother-in-law. Although they never said this, Da Zhuang knew that it was his lack of ability that made his family suffer. "However, this year is different. The harvest is good this year..." Da Zhuang thought. Just like this, I was thinking as I walked, and before I knew it, Da Zhuang reached the entrance of the village. But the entrance to the village seems a little different today. The rhubarb in the second uncle's house at the entrance of the village did not scream as usual, as if it was about to break his throat. The second uncle, who had been sitting at the entrance of the village smoking cigarettes at this time, disappeared again. Vaguely, Da Zhuang felt that something was not right... Because he smelled a strong smell of blood... "The village chief's family killed pigs again, right?" Da Zhuang comforted himself in his heart. Because only when the village chief kills a pig, the whole village will go to help... The entrance to the village will be so quiet... "Go home first, I am really tired today." No matter what, Da Zhuang always felt a little uneasy, muttering as he hurried home. Pushing open the shabby wooden door that creaked noisily, Da Zhuang was stunned... The weather-stained woman stared at him with dull eyes due to hard work all day long... The leather monkey, who usually jumped around, lay motionless on the ground. The house was full of blood, and the walls were stained mottled blood red. The mother-in-law's head was placed on the table... The child fell in a pool of blood, and his body was completely mangled. Dazhuang tremblingly held up the familiar face that was always gentle, but it seemed extremely strange at this moment. Suddenly, Da Zhuang screamed... He held his mother-in-law's head with one hand, and the other hand tremblingly reached towards the little son who seemed to have been eaten by a wild beast... The dark-faced man cried... He knew, he knew everything, the strangeness of the village, the tragic situation in front of him... It was all because the village was attacked by a demon! The next moment, the black shadow that had been hanging behind Da Zhuang moved. The moonlight shone through, and the black shadow gradually became clearer. What does that look like? A monster with a green face and fangs, a mouth full of sharp teeth, but a body like a leopard! The monster ignored Da Zhuang's wailing and bit Zhuang's neck directly. He was so strong that he never understood a thing until he died. Monster, why do you want to eat everyone? Obviously we have never provoked them? We didn't eat them? Why is this?

It's updated, oh my god, it's updated! It's actually been updated! It's a fake corpse! Goodbye! The poplar trees are growing a lot!

Bah, there are many more people. Not easy