I'm Really Not Elder Tang

When Tang Zeng was a child, he didn't realize that when he grew up, his resentment towards his father would increase year by year. It's okay for you to like watching Journey to the West, and it's okay for you to like Tang Monk, but Old Tang, are you going to harm your son like this? It's not a good name. It has to be Tang Zeng? Of course, there is nothing wrong with this. It is just a lot of nicknames to make others laugh. However, after Tang Zeng met a bald head falling from the sky, everything seemed to come true... "It is said that one bite of his meat can increase your spiritual power by five hundred years." A pig-faced monster said with saliva. "How about a pot of stewed vermicelli and we can ascend to heaven?" A bull head poked out from the pig-faced monster's shoulder, murmuring to himself. "Old Niu, let's have steak for lunch." The pig-faced monster squinted at the cow's head on its shoulder. "No problem." Niutou still looked forward, with a profound expression on his face, staring at the empty sky in his eyes. The pig-faced monster pursed his lips and decided to forgive the old cow...