The boy sat on the tallest stone monkey statue in Yunxiao City.

His legs were hanging on the edge of the statue's shoulders, facing the sea breeze, looking down at the ground.

A woman is holding needlework and sewing cloth shoes for her child.

"Okay, go and have fun."

After sewing, the woman asked the child to wear it and play.

The boy is happily playing with other children in the surrounding square in new shoes.

This seems to be a mother and son who have just arrived in Yunxiao City, dressed in a very tattered manner, but from their eyes, you can see peace of mind and joy.

Sun Wukong was a little happy sitting on the statue.

"Why sit here alone?"

A candied haw appeared in front of Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong turned his head and saw Zhang Yu's familiar face.

"Thanks."

Sun Wukong took the candied haws and thanked him.

He was not interested in candied haws, so he took them in his hand and looked at them, and was not in a hurry to eat them.

"I'm going to the flower market later. Wouldn't you go together?"

Zhang Yu continued to ask.

"No."

Sun Wukong shook his head: "I don't want to disturb you."

Zhang Yu's face turned slightly red, and then said, "Then I'll leave first."

He jumped up from the statue, flew to the ground, held hands with the woman who had been waiting there for a long time, and walked away slowly.

After many years of use, the woman finally moved him.

"Will he still be like this when he remembers who he is?"

Sun Wukong looked at the backs of the two people and couldn't help thinking.

The Jade Emperor is not a person who is limited to the relationship between men and women. He may like the Queen Mother, but when he thinks of his identity, it is impossible to be as pure as he is now.

Five years later, the immortals on the Ten Continents and Three Islands seemed to have given up trafficking in the Jade Emperor.

But is this really the case?

Sun Wukong thought.

He has been thinking a lot recently, but it doesn't matter, everything is almost the end.

"This is the last journey."

Sun Wukong whispered.

"Will everything go well?"

A voice asked in his heart.

"I guess so."

Sun Wukong nodded.

"Are you not sure?"

The voice asked again: "I feel in you the memory of what is about to die, and the fear of what is about to come."

It was Little Phoenix, she asked, "Are you expecting your failure?"

"Why do you ask that?"

Sun Wukong asked calmly.

"I have been watching in you for a long time, and you are afraid of complete failure, but maybe some degree of failure is the best for you, your path can continue, and you don't have to bear the responsibility for the future."

Little Phoenix said: "You are afraid, afraid of the future, and you don't know whether you are doing right or wrong."

"Then do you think I'm right or wrong?"

Sun Wukong asked.

"I think you're right."

Little Phoenix replied: "You will win, and you must win. This is not your own business, but the expectation of many people."

Sun Wukong smiled.

"I'm not afraid, just..."

He looked to the west and looked at the sunset that was about to fall: "Compared to the Emperor of Heaven, maybe I can be a guide. If I make a mistake in the future, someone will stop me."

"You have no choice."

Little Phoenix said: "You should understand that only the winner can take all the future into your own hands."

"You're right."

Sun Wukong saw a floating ship passing by the sky.

There was an image on the huge sail that was rising. In the image, Daji was singing, which was better than two hundred years later.

Since Sun Wukong met her, Daji has been immersed in her own world forever and lived every day happily forever.

Sun Wukong understood.

This is something he must protect.

He wants to protect his people and the paradise he has built.

This paradise is not only his, but also a paradise that countless people have struggled for.

"Ah, you have to win."

Sun Wukong said, "I will win."

"You're only the last piece away."

Little Phoenix's voice was smiling: "He will come soon, you won't fail."

"I know."

Sun Wukong stood up, took a last look at Yunxiao City, and then turned into smoke and dissipated.

He returned to the Water Curtain Cave.

The final moment will come soon, and he needs to take a good rest and accumulate energy.

During sleep, Sun Wukong saw the dream again.

The sky in the Three Realms was red, and human figures fell from the clouds from time to time and fell to the ground.

This has been his dream several times. On the earth, the raging fire is burning, and people are extinguishing the fire day and night, but the flames are still burning.

Sun Wukong floated in the air, and a dazzling red light came from the sky, and he lost all consciousness.

Opening his eyes, a figure stood beside Sun Wukong's bed in the Water Curtain Cave.

"This is the last piece."

The voice of the little phoenix reminded him from inside.

Sun Wukong slowly straightened up, and his spirit was still immersed in that dream.

"Something, not knowing, may be better than knowing."

He covered his head and shook it a few times, then asked, "Are you right, Liu'er Mihou?"

The figure beside the bed sighed: "I don't know what you saw, but I understand..."

He bent down beside the bed, revealing the face of the six-eared macaque.

"Emperor of Heaven, you have nothing to fear."

In the final battle, the Liuer Mihou could no longer escape.

He had to stand aside anyway.

Although Liu'er Mihou was reluctant, he still rationally chose Sun Wukong.

"I've been waiting for you for a few years."

Sun Wukong got out of bed and came to the stone table.

“I have self-esteem, too.”

Liu'er Mihou followed him over.

He would never stand here until this last moment.

"What did you know?"
To be continued...