After Xiao Ximi and Little Wukong fell into the abyss one after another, on the edge of the cliff, only the feathered birds with dull faces remained.

They never imagined that the two would jump so decisively. I thought they would struggle a little bit.

The leader couldn't help but stretch out his wings and fan his eyes, and after making sure that he was not mistaken, he slowly turned around, squeaked and screamed at his compatriots whose eyes were a little straight, and said in the language of the fire feather bird:

"It's disgusting that those two thieves ended their lives in this way! But Ali's eggs are still in their hands, and I, the leader, can't leave it alone! I'll go down and see what happens!"

With that, the leader flapped his wings and flew to the bottom of the cliff.

Seeing this, all the birds were shocked, and hurriedly went forward, and then one of the clan members immediately gave the order, arranging for two-thirds of the clan to wait above, and the rest of the fire feather birds flew down with their leader.

The leader descended rapidly in the cliff with his body almost vertically downward.

It had never been here before, and it wouldn't even know it existed if it weren't for the two of them. The leader flew down as he looked around.

Just within a few tens of meters of flying down, the surrounding scene is still green mountains and green trees, a normal scene, but from a certain moment, its vision suddenly darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, until there was no light.

This unknown darkness is the source of fear for all living beings. Firefeather birds are no exception. When the leader saw this scene, his body was violently agitated, and he no longer bothered to find the whereabouts of the two Little Wukong, so he flapped his wings and flew up again.

Halfway through the flight, it saw that some of its compatriots also flew down with him, and hurriedly called out to them, and after chirping to warn and explain the benefits, although these clansmen who flew down were a little unwilling, but out of trust in the leader, they had to follow the same way back.

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At this time, little Wukong was in the dark, his eyes were open, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but he could still clearly perceive that he was falling.

"What's going on? This cliff is so deep?"

He was very puzzled in his heart, his consciousness was actually clear, and he didn't feel the appearance of losing consciousness at all.

"I wonder how the little shrimp is?"

Little Wukong couldn't help but worry about the boy who fell off the cliff before him.

And then it didn't take long for it to finally ......

After what seemed to have touched something, Little Wukong tilted his head, closed his eyes, and passed out......

......

Time passed quietly, and I don't know how long it was......

“......”

"I ...... Where?"

"I'm ...... now It's supposed to be dead, right?"

"It's quiet, it's all dark, and I should be...... It's going to hell......"

"Well...... Xiao Xiami is right, I shouldn't care about that kind of idle thing, in a fit of anger, I stole people's eggs, killed several of their clansmen, and even sent Xiao Xiami to death with me......"

"I was meant to be ...... Heinous, huh?"

"A heinous villain like me only deserves to go to hell. ”

"But why...... Hell is completely different from what I imagined......"

"Why ......"

The ear does not know when, and the sense of hearing is restored.

A crisp birdsong gently entered Little Goku's ears.

"Ahh

Then, Little Wukong was about to scream suddenly, but halfway through the shout, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Little Wukong realized that his voice had dried up at some point, but he couldn't say anything at all, and could only hear a hoarse voice.

"......Huh? Are you still alive?"

His eyes had also regained vision, and although they were still closed, he could vaguely feel some light shining on his face.

So, Little Wukong slowly opened his eyes.

What comes into view is a ceiling made of mahogany, simple and unpretentious.

Why do I see the ceiling?

Is this what hell looks like? It's not mad at all.

Shouldn't the legendary hell be a world haunted by countless ghosts, and then wait for a devil to tie himself to the gallows and hang himself?

How can this be?

This shouldn't be ......

Suddenly, little Goku's limbs also regained consciousness, and he was able to move.

Little Wukong gradually soothed his limbs that had stiffened for an unknown amount of time, and then his body gradually sat up.

Only then did he realize that he was lying on a bed, and looking at the furnishings around him, it seemed to be a small wooden house.

In the cabin, there is nothing particularly gorgeous, just a bed, a stove, and a table.

And the kitchen utensils next to the stove are all made of wood, which is very simple.

Little Wukong walked down from the bed, but his feet trembled a little, he was unsteady for a while, and he stumbled.

After a distinctly dull "thump" as he fell, footsteps were heard outside the cabin, and the wooden door creaked open.

It was the figure of a strange woman.

The woman is not outstanding, her face is very simple, her figure is slightly bloated, and her body is plump. She wore a cloth towel slightly embroidered with a few flowers, a rough-looking cloth around her waist, which looked like an apron, and she carried a basket woven of bamboo in her hand, which contained a bunch of green vegetables, which looked very tempting.

At this time, the woman happened to see that the little Wukong, who had fallen, had just gotten up from the ground, and hurriedly put down the basket in his hand, hurriedly ran in, bent down and hugged the little Wukong's arm, with a kind face:

"Little monkey, why are you up? You are very weak now, hurry up and lie down for a while, ah. ”

Little Wukong instinctively wanted to exert himself, but found that his body was really as the woman said, very weak, and he could only let the latter put himself back on the bed.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and when she spoke again, she was slightly reproachful:

"Little monkey, don't move for the time being, you and the young farmer suddenly fell from the sky, and they were all unconscious. But it scared us, and we were all in a hurry, and now you finally woke up, but your body hasn't fully recovered, so don't get out of bed. I'll take good care of you, don't worry. ”

Little Wukong listened to the woman's words and was stunned for a while.

What do you mean...... Small shrimp?

So is this the ...... The home of the little shrimp?

"Little shrimp, how is he?"

Little Wukong couldn't help but speak, wanting to speak. But because of the hoarseness of his voice, when it fell into the woman's ears, she could only hear a strange babbling sound.

Seeing Little Wukong's mouth wide open, using his hands and feet at the same time, the woman felt that this monkey was very lively and cute. She had a kind face, and couldn't help but stroke Little Wukong's head, and said with a smile:

"They say monkeys are naughty, and so do you. I'll deliver the food to Aunt Penny's house first, and I'll be with you later. ”

When she had finished speaking, the woman returned to the doorway, lifted the basket, closed the wooden door, and went away.

In this small cabin, only little Wukong was left at this time.

But Little Wukong has roughly figured it out, and he no longer feels dazed and at a loss.

According to the woman's words earlier, it can be known that he must have really come to Xiao Xiami's house. And the small shrimp seems to have the title of young owner.

Is this a mountain lodge?

But why, he looked through the map before, but he couldn't find it.

As soon as he thought of this, Little Wukong wanted to use a little spiritual power to urge the space ring, and then find the map from it and look at it again.

But......

He found that he couldn't mobilize all his spiritual power!

This is...... What's going on?

Little Wukong immediately sat up, took out his little golden hoop stick from his ear, and was about to blow it into a normal size.

However, it could not be done.

Unwilling, he tried to use a few more skills, such as "Aolai Stick Method", "Thunder Light Phantom Body", "Transformation Technique" and some simple skills he had learned in his early years.

But it didn't work. None of them worked!

Suddenly, a feeling of defeat emerged from the bottom of Xiao Wukong's heart.

Spiritual ...... Gone......

His realm instantly returned to level zero.

How is this good? I can't cultivate.

The more Little Wukong thought about it, the more sad he became, and tears couldn't stop rolling in his eyes.

Suddenly, a sentence flashed through his mind:

"No matter how difficult the situation you are in right now, if there is a glimmer of hope, you have to fight for it, and not like you and then languish when you encounter difficulties, which is by no means what a Candy Warrior should have. ”[①]

That's what my ancestors said to me when I was trapped in the secret room!

At that time, my heart was like ashes, and I was on the verge of despair. But didn't you survive in the end?

That hurdle has been overcome, what can't be carried now?

Besides, I'm just physically empty now, and when I recuperate here for a while, my spiritual power will naturally recover, and there's nothing to be sad about.

Alas...... I'm always so easily controlled by feelings. This is really not good, and if you want to change it, you have to change it.

But the ancestors ...... Are you still asleep, can you hear me?

Little Wukong shouted several times in his heart, but still didn't get a response.

It seems that he still won't be able to get out for a while, and I don't know what opportunity I can use to wake him up at that time......

Now is not the time for little Wukong to think about this, he listens to the woman's words, and lies quietly on the bed, motionless.

A short time later, as the wooden door reopened, the woman walked in empty-handed.

She didn't go to the bed first, but came to the stove, squatting, not knowing what to do. When he turned around again, he was already holding a small wooden bowl in his hand.

The woman walked slowly to Little Wukong and sat on the edge of the bed. She gently picked up the small wooden spoon leaning against the edge of the bowl, scooped a spoonful of soup into the bowl, and then said kindly to Little Wukong:

"Little monkey, this is the medicinal powder prepared by the owner of the village after he personally diagnosed it for you, I washed it with water and stirred it for you. Come on, ah-"

When the woman finished speaking, she brought the soup spoon to Little Wukong's mouth.

Little Wukong looked at the soup in the spoon, and the liquid was milky white all over, as if it was really some kind of nourishing medicine.

He looked at the woman again, and the woman did seem to be amiable, so that Little Wukong had no reason to refuse, plus he was now in a hurry to recuperate, so he simply obeyed the woman's words.

So, Little Wukong opened his mouth and let the woman feed the liquid medicine into his mouth.

Huh, it's so cool......

This was the moment the liquid slid into Little Goku's throat, his feeling.

The liquid medicine is not bitter, although it is tasteless, but it exudes a coolness, and he was originally ready to have a sad face, but the result turned out to be so.

The coolness of this liquid made Little Wukong's mind lift.

When the woman saw this, she was very satisfied, and fed him spoonful by spoon until the wooden bowl was clean.

After the woman turned around and put away the dishes, she gossiped with Little Wukong for a while again, and then did not disturb Little Wukong and let him rest here.

With a "bang", the wooden door shut. Little Wukong closed his eyes, and gradually felt that the liquid seemed to enter all parts of his body, nourishing his body.

It should really work......

Little Wukong was still a little unwilling to try to speak out, alas, he still couldn't say it.

He had no choice but to relax and lie casually on the bed.

It seems that this time ...... He's going to spend it in this cabin......

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(1): The source of this sentence is found in Chapter 60.