Sha Wujing finally woke up and shouted in panic:

"Oh, God, Buddha, Mohammed, how am I? Are you still alive?"

After Sha Wujing panickedly checking all parts of his body, he confirmed that he was still alive, and breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's okay, I'm still alive."

Sha Wujing said to Sun Wukong:

"Boss, have we passed the pine forest? Have we reached the deathbed?"

Sun Wukong said with a sad face and extremely depressed:

"The pine forest has passed. You said that it has arrived, but..."

Sha Wujing asked, "Boss, what is it?"

Sun Wukong waved a cold sweat and said, "Look at it yourself!"

Sha Wujing looked out through the window of the flying wooden boat, and his expression immediately became cold and dull, and he said stutteringly:

"Ah! Hanging...hanging...cliff..."

Sun Wukong replied with a forced smile:

“The answer is correct!”

Sha Wujing suddenly felt that the internal organs in his body were blown up and were panicked to the boiling point. He said in a trembling voice:

"Boss, I think I'm going to finish this time."

Sun Wukong responded with a bitter smile:

"It's a coincidence, Sha Wujing, I have the same view as you."

Sha Wujing swallowed and said:

"Boss, I want to know how you half-hang the flying wooden boat so cleverly on the cliff before dying."

Sun Wukong said:

"Since my brother has such a request, I will just say it."

Sun Wukong said, coughing and continued:

"Since you fainted, I have been studying the flying wooden boat very seriously. Unexpectedly, after I thought about it, the flying wooden boat flew away, making me very happy. Then, the flying wooden boat was like a mad cow disease, spinning for 180 times in the air, and then to 181 times, I really couldn't hold on and fainted. As for why it hangs on the cliff, hehe, ask the flying wooden boat."
Chapter completed!