Mo Yifu felt the gaze from his shoulder, and he was afraid in his heart, but he also knew that he must not turn back at this time.

"A man has three fires, the top of his head and his shoulders. Walking at night and being patted on the shoulder, don't look back!"

The words of the old people instantly hit his heart, clearly telling him how to spend a lonely and lonely night road.

Mo Yi swallowed a mouthful of saliva in annoyance, ignoring what was on his shoulder, and ran away if he wanted to.

"Rub ......"

His footsteps were fast and powerful, and the ground was kicked out of shoe prints. He pedaled faster and faster, and pushed faster and faster, almost crying.

But the body just doesn't move.

Just like those men who play spinning bicycles, they pedal their bicycles desperately, swinging back and forth with their bodies leaning left and right, full of power and movement, but they are also difficult to move an inch.

"The king spares my life! I'm also passing by, and I don't have any money~"

Mo Yifu tossed for a long time, but he didn't move half a step, so he had to open his mouth and beg for mercy.

"Squeak squeak~"

The sound coming from his shoulder was a bit like a rat, guinea pig, mole or something, which made Mo Yifu feel a lot more at ease.

The point is, this thing is moving, and it's not big. It's alive, it's good!

He slowly turned his head to the right, his heart becoming more and more settled.

At this moment, squatting on his shoulder was a fluffy blue monkey, very small, about the same size as a domestic cat, but with very long paws, similar to that of Cixi Lafayette, and the most peculiar thing was that the pupils were also blue, revealing a cunning gaze.

The two looked at each other quietly, and confirmed their eyes, is this the person you are looking for?

The monkey's eyes were very clear, with a slight blue light, and Mo Yian's eyes were a little confused, and gradually turned into the whites of his eyes.

"Squeak squeak~"

After the monkey looked closely, he flicked his paws behind him, and a passage appeared in the air. It was a bottomless hole, or a pit, in which it was shining, with its mouth wide open like a giant beast, and it was very strange.

Mo Yifu was like pork on a chopping board, rubbed by the monkey, as if weighing the weight of fat and lean, without resistance, he slipped into it slipperily.

When the light and shadow overlapped and transformed, and a person and a monkey appeared again, Mo Yifu's mind was still confused, and he was even a little entangled in why he was captured by a monkey.

It's just that a new world has unfolded in front of him, it is an endless blue world, the blue sky and blue clouds floating, and the blue sea fish swimming.

There is silence, only the picture is flowing, making people feel as if they are appreciating the painting, and the beauty is beautiful, but there is a lack of substitution.

"Stay B...... Nerd...... Pig...... Don't be in a daze...... Okay, time is tight, it's too late if you don't leave!"

Suddenly, a rapid and trembling voice sounded in Mo Yifu's ears, like gritting his teeth and scolding. When I looked down, it turned out to be a blue monkey. I saw it shaking its head, its lips moving slightly, and it was difficult to imitate the vibration frequency of some syllables, but in a moment, Mo Yifu understood its meaning.

Mo Yifu looked at the scene in front of him, and he was very depressed in his heart, and secretly thought.

"Where is this, what's wrong with me, how can monkeys talk?"

"This is another world, and you're dead. As for this king, of course he is an immortal, what's so difficult to imitate you humans and say something human?!"

The timbre of the monkey is young and perverse, revealing a hint of unruliness, but he likes to eavesdrop on other people's minds, which is very annoying.

Syllable~

Mo Yifu stood still with his feet, and slapped himself with a big mouth, spitting out a mouthful of saliva, with a little red. It doesn't hurt, it's an illusion.

He just wanted to do something, but before he could express it, like a little chick, he was kicked out of a perfect "banana ball" by a monkey and fell heavily into the sea.

The sea water was not cold, but it was sticky, like an uncooked osmanthus sugar taro seedling, and he struggled desperately in the water to swim back to shore.

Suddenly, a blue dolphin came up to him, arched his head, and arched him on his back. The dolphin's body was very slippery, but it firmly absorbed Mo Yifu and carried him to the depths of the sea. The wicked monkey had already flown away.

The rapids were turbulent, and Mo Yifu hugged the dolphin's neck, going up and down in and out of the water. A lot of seawater was poured into his mouth, but it was light and tasteless, and he felt that it was gradually difficult to breathe, and he actually fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt that my head was full of blue foam, and I was very uncomfortable around him.

He noticed that the dolphin seemed to have stopped, and someone lifted him up, got another kick in the buttocks, and pulled his eyelids open. It's really no human care!

In front of him was a tall blue tower, several stories high. The tower has seven floors, each with seven corners, each carved with an animal statue.

"Welcome to Huangquan Island!

The blue monkey glanced at him and motioned for him to enter the tower, but he jumped onto the fourth floor of the statue engraved with the monkey, and the blue light flashed and disappeared.

Mo Yi was very surprised, since you are gone, then I will also go.

So, he stood up and looked around, even going around the blue tower. Nothing was found, not even a single tree or bird was seen. Nothing but this tower.

Crunch~

Suddenly, there was a familiar sound of the door opening of an old-fashioned wooden door, and Mo Yi got up to look for it with joy, but only saw a door that had been opened, and it was the first floor of the pagoda beckoning to him.

To go or not to go, that's the question.

Mo Yi turned around and ran towards the sea suddenly, the fat on his whole body was messy in the wind, like a running jellyfish.

"Xixi~嘤嘤~quack~quack~"

All kinds of laughter sounded on the sharp corners, and the monkey, who had already melted into the statue, was so angry that a gust of wind blew in his mouth, and the wind was extremely cold, and Mo Yiyi's body trembled for a while, and then he turned around the wide open portal uncontrollably.

This scene is like what happened to Tang Seng in "Journey to the West", he was taken to the cave by the monster with a random gust of wind, tied up, and shouted to eat and skin alive to become a relative or something, but nothing was done!

Mo Yifu hoped that he was Tang Seng at the moment, and he would never drive him away because of his apprentice's three dozen white bone spirits.

"Wukong, where are you now?"

The blue monkey feels a little pain in his brain, is this reliable?

"Xixi~嘤嘤~quack~quack~"

"Don't make any noise~ You can do it, don't BB if you can't ~"

Inside the door, you know how small the outside world is.

Mo Yi looked at the space in front of him sprinkled with blue light, feeling like a grain of sand, in the vast sea of light, insignificant, as if it didn't exist at all. If it weren't for the forced arrival of something at this time.

It was a black brush, most of the hair on the tip of the pen had fallen off, and the barrel looked worn, standing staggering in front of Mo Yifu at the moment.

"Are you a rescuer brought in by the monkeys?"

The voice is crisp and immature, like a child who has not yet entered elementary school, at most the level of a kindergarten class, otherwise how could he ask such a childish question.

"I'm going~ even the pen has spoken!Is the world all anthropomorphic?No matter what you are, are you blind, where can I see that I was invited by someone like this, and am I a rescuer?"

"Are you a rescuer brought in by the monkeys?"

The voice of inquiry came out again, and Mo Yifu just wanted to answer, and even wanted to scold: You stupid hanging, I'll save your grandmother's mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and Mo Yifu slowly opened his eyes.

Because I didn't wear glasses, my eyes were a blurry blue.

"Damn, it's still a dream~"

Mo Yi closed his eyes again.

"No, that's the color of the curtains. But it's not the color of the curtains in your own home. Hmm~ It stinks, what does it smell like?

Suddenly, there was a clear sound of flushing water in my ears, and when I opened my eyes again, I saw a fat figure coming to me, snapping a big mouth and calling out.

"Stinky boy, you still know how to wake up, scare your mother to death!"

Mo Yifu was stunned for a short time, and then came to his senses, this is the hospital, and the voice just now was his mother in the candlelight.

"Mom, is that you? I had a horrible nightmare, and I'm glad I woke up. In the future, I must go to bed early and not play with my mobile phone!

Looking at his son who was crying like a child in his arms, Zhang Aihua felt inexplicably helpless, he felt that he hadn't experienced it for 20 years, how to coax an adult son was really a technical job.

The son is so attached to himself that he misses himself and can't live without himself. In fact, he was really frightened.

And sadness is the most contagious emotion, and the two let go of their mental baggage and cried.

Gradually, the whole room was full of wails, and the doctors and nurses on the whole floor ran over. Although this is just a general surgical inpatient unit, what if a patient dies early.

As a result, Zhang Aihua's mother and son were well educated by the hospital to prohibit loud noises.

Mo Yifu, who was pale, asked his mother to sit down, only to find that there was a little fat man standing behind her, who was squeezing his eyebrows at him at the moment.

Mo Yi understood what the other party meant, and he felt a little shy, so he said, "Mom, I want to go to the toilet, can you let Da Zhuang help me go?"

Zhang Aihua looked at the fat young man behind him and moved his body.

"You two slow down, I'll peel oranges for you two to eat!"

Da Zhuang helped Mo Yifu and went in the direction of the public toilet.

"What's going on, what's going on, what's going on?"

"I'm sorry to say that you've been in a coma for three days and haven't been able to contact you. When I come to your house, I will not open the door. There was also a strange smell coming from the house, and I thought you had committed suicide and it had already stinked. Hurry up and find the landlord to open the door, and find that you have passed out on the ground, unconscious. This didn't just call your mother, who knows how much the medical expenses will cost!"

"You're a big man, I thank you!" Mo Yi pinched Da Zhuang's waist and didn't move. "However, I have no money this time, so I really can't borrow you. You can go first in a while, and we'll get in touch later!"

Da Zhuang's face was straight, and his face was full of unhappiness: "What money to borrow, I'm here to repay the money! Here you are, it's five hundred! Not enough, I'll pay it back next time! I'll eat an orange first before leaving!"

The two laughed and scolded and went to the toilet, and a gust of wind suddenly blew out of the toilet door, which was cool.

Mo Yian's right hand trembled slightly, and he held Da Zhuang's shoulder tightly, his heart full of doubts.

"Something seems wrong with this script, and I always feel weird. ”