Actually, after going through the real and fake Monkey King, I don't want to believe in Goku anymore.

I couldn't trust the person in front of me anymore because I didn't know if he would suddenly turn around and give me a stick at some point. I don't know if it was the so-called six-eared macaque or my big apprentice Wukong who disappeared in front of the Buddha. Although this Wukong after returning from the Buddha is more well-behaved than before, he always feels less familiar.

I know a lot and I don't know a lot. I know that this westward journey is designed by Rulai to let Sun Wukong enter Buddhism, and I also know that this westward journey is also to use ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties to wear out the original self in my heart, and at the same time, I also know that this westward journey is to make Zhu Bajie forget the Heavenly Palace, forget Chang'e, and forget his identity as Marshal Tianpeng, and finally, I also know that this westward journey is to let the monsters on the road assimilate the demonic energy on the sand monk and make him completely become a monster.

Similarly, I don't know if Wukong is still Wukong, I don't know if Bajie still remembers the Moon Palace, I don't know if there is more demonic nature or more Buddha nature in Sha Seng's heart, I don't know what will happen to us when we get to the West Heaven, whether I will continue the next westward journey, whether Wukong will return to Huaguo Mountain, whether Bajie will continue to be a pig, and Sha Seng will become a Buddha.

After all, in the previous nine lives, I died on the way west.

-- Golden Cicada, Tang Sanzang