The Monkey King

After handing over these last two thousand words, the first half of The Big Monkey will be completed.

This is not a story that anyone wants to see, it is not even a story that a turtle wants to tell. It is a seed planted by a turtle last spring, and it took more than a year to grow into a big tree.

In the turtle's heart, this book has its own life, and everything has already been engraved in the seed. All the turtle can do is to water it, fertilize it, and look forward to its vigorous growth. Watch it cry, watch it laugh. No matter what it looks like, it is still my child.

No one has ever been able to control its growth, including turtles. Please believe that Turtle loves every character in this book more than any reader, because they are all the shadows of Turtle, including Tianpeng, Yang Chan, Feng Chime, and the one who has never been perfect and is full of... It's a monkey with flaws.

Please believe that when turtles trick readers into crying, they shed more tears than any other reader, because turtles firmly believe that words that cannot touch their hearts will inevitably fail to move readers.

If you really like this book, please support its original version, support Turtle to continue writing, and continue the story of Journey to the West. It is not you, nor Turtle, nor the Journey to the West that anyone wants to see, but a person with his own life. Naturally grown journey to the west.

The turtle thanks you here. (To be continued ~^~)