Nameless Bones

I'm a skeleton soldier. In the world of Journey to the West, my life is not as valuable as a monkey hair of Sun Dasheng. Three years ago, Sun Wukong beat the Bone Demon three times, and when he hit it with a stick, it turned into pus and blood. I survived purely because I happened to be assigned to patrol the mountains that day. From that day on, I lay in the ruins of the Bone Cave every day, digging into dead people's bones to absorb the remaining yin energy to stay alive. Half of his left arm bone was chewed off by wild dogs, his ribs were cracked seven times, and his Yin Qi was only enough to last another seven days. Until I dug out a finger bone of the White Bone Demon from the depths of the ruins. The phalanx is warm. It spoke: "Want to survive? Go to Black Wind Mountain and find a wolf demon named Ling Xuzi. Tell him that the debt owed three years ago should be paid." A little skeleton demon without a name, a finger bone that contains the natal essence and blood of the White Bone Spirit and the secret of Ksitigarbha Sanskrit, and a ninth reverse scale related to the secret agreement between heaven and the dragon clan - when these three things collide, my life is no longer worth just a monkey hair. From Skull Mountain to Black Wind Mountain, from the bottom of the well of Wuji Kingdom to slaying the Dragon King and swallowing Ni Lin, to collecting the orphans in the wild mountains, building a demon city, breaking into the underworld to change the book of life and death, and going to Lingshan to force heaven to sign the "Covenant of Equality of All Living Beings" - this is a counterattack road from the lowest ant to the "Nil Scale Heavenly Lord who is not in heaven". "Lights will go out. Fires can start a prairie fire."