So, little Wukong began his recuperation life here.

At first, he was a little scared and defensive. After all, for a cultivator, it was such an uncomfortable thing to lose his spiritual power and clear his rank realm. And everything around him was so unfamiliar, so he subconsciously was on guard all the time.

However, under the woman's careful care, as well as warm companionship and care, Little Wukong gradually removed this protective wall and opened his heart.

Of course, his throat was still dry, and even though he tried his best to express himself, the woman could not understand what he was saying.

Little Wukong was very anxious, but the woman didn't care, just looked at him gently and kindly.

Little Wukong knew that his voice would not be able to recover in a short period of time, and he could only slowly adapt to it.

So, three months passed.

His body was slowly recovering, much better than when he first woke up, and he was able to stand for short periods of time and take a few small steps.

He wanted to know what the world was outside the cabin, but when he tried to go out and was seen by the woman, he insisted on not letting him go out. For though he could walk and stand simply, his body was still weak and unfit for long journeys.

Little Wukong can only stay here honestly, while worrying about Xiao Xiami, I don't know if he has woken up now.

Another three months passed.

Little Goku's condition has recovered a lot more than before, and he can finally go further. So the woman took him and walked out of the hut herself.

As a result, he was able to see the outside world.

For the past six months, Little Wukong has always been curious, and can only peek out of the occasional open mahogany window, and can only see a peach tree planted near the cabin.

When the woman slowly hugged him and opened the wooden door, the sunlight shone into Little Wukong's eyes, making him unable to open his eyes for a while.

What came into his eyes was a series of small wooden houses, high and short, but scattered, basically the same as the place where he lived.

Outside the house, there were benches, and in the distance there was a surprisingly large tree, with a very lush canopy, and groups of people were sitting leisurely, looking to be chatting.

In the distance, there seemed to be a figure walking, sometimes bent over, sometimes erect, holding a hoe in his hand, apparently working in the field.

But it's not here that attracts Little Wukong's attention, but the surrounding environment.

The green mountains are charming in the foreground, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom up close. As far as the eye can see, in addition to the towering tree in the middle, there are also many peach trees planted around, and at this time the peach blossoms are in full bloom, a beautiful scenery of peace and tranquility, and you can see it all. From time to time, little Wukong could hear the sound of cows and sheep bleating from afar, and then he saw a shepherd boy walking slowly behind the cows and sheep, holding a branch in his hand, and pumping them on their buttocks from time to time, having a lot of fun.

Little Wukong was immediately shocked by this dreamlike beauty, and it was not until the woman led him forward that he came back to his senses and continued to follow the woman forward.

While the woman took him around, she introduced to Little Wukong, and he had a detailed understanding and understanding of this small world.

The name of this place is "Divine Volcano Village", although I don't know why it was so named, but Little Wukong found that although it is commensurate with a mountain villa, it has developed a large scale, which can be comparable to the small villages and towns of the Candy Kingdom.

This sacred volcano village, although isolated from the world, but the agriculture and animal husbandry are complete and complete, men plough the land and graze, women help from the side, there is nothing else, occasionally the villa will hold some small celebrations, is the happiest moment for the residents of the village. The rest of the time, everyone visits each other, visits each other, chats about the mountains, and is also very happy.

Little Wukong also met a lot of people because of this. The villagers are like women, and they are all kind and friendly to Little Wukong. Little Wukong learned from their words that he knew about his fall from the sky, and he wanted to visit, but the woman couldn't bother him on the grounds of injury.

After a long time, Little Wukong and them have become familiar with each other, especially with the children.

In this state, Little Wukong gradually integrated into the collective, and his body recovered faster and faster.

However, during this period of getting along, there were three doubts that emerged from the bottom of his heart.

One of them:

The villagers here are either farming or grazing, and even if they have extra time, they are all chatting, and they are not given to cultivation at all. You must know that in the outside world, although ordinary people also have it, cultivators still account for a large part, so they won't waste their time on such "useless things", and the same is true for the previous little Wukong.

So Little Wukong doesn't know why.

He really wanted to find out their breath so that he could roughly estimate the strength realm, but because his spiritual power could not be called at all, he could only hide this thought in his heart.

Second:

His appearance is not human, although Little Wukong wants to transform into a human, but at this moment, he is still a monkey. And the villagers here do not keep and play with him as a pet, both adults and children will talk to him, just like a friend, chatting and chatting normally, whether he can talk or not.

Little Wukong is also quite puzzled by this, but ...... To be honest, he couldn't help but be moved by it.

Thirdly:

In the past few months, he has not heard the name of Xiao Xiami from any of the conversations, and occasionally he can hear someone express concern about the so-called "young farmer". Although it can be heard from the few words that Xiao Shrimp said about his hometown, there is a high probability that this is his home, and he should also be the young farmer in people's mouths. It's just that Little Wukong feels that he must verify and verify it himself before he can be completely sure.

Although these doubts in his heart have always lingered, they have not affected him in the slightest from mingling with people.

Unconsciously, a month passed in a hurry.

"Whew......"

One day, little Wukong woke up from his sleep, and looking at the simple furnishings around him, he suddenly realized that he had been here for about half a year.

Thinking of Fang Cai's dream, he grieved.

In the dream, he saw the Great Elder, saw Boboli, saw the Sea Prince and others. They were all calling out to him and asking him where he had gone. Little Wukong answered them with all his might. However, his voice could not reach their ears.

Gradually, these people disappeared, and the back of a teenager stood quietly, it was Xiao Xiaomi.

He turned around, as if looking at himself, without joy or sorrow, but said softly:

"Little Wukong, although I am affected by you, I don't blame you. These ten days have been with you, although for a short time. However, I am very happy that you have made me know a lot of new words and have given me a shallow understanding of the outside world. I'd love to see the outside world......."

"But...... I shouldn't be able to do it......"

At that time, Little Wukong shouted in panic, and then, he woke up from his dream.

"Whew...... Luckily, it's a dream. ”

Little Wukong thought to himself in horror, but he was still very worried about Xiao Xiami.

He hadn't seen the latter in a long time.

At this moment, the wooden door was pushed open, and the figure of the woman appeared, and slowly entered.

In the face of this woman who has been taking care of him for six or seven months, Little Wukong is sincerely grateful. And he also knew the woman's name: Mei Li, as the people of the village generally called her Madame Mei Li.

Looking at Little Wukong, the woman named Mei Li smiled kindly:

"Little monkey, I see that you have only been up for a short time, I wonder how you slept well?"

Little Wukong plans to take this opportunity to ask how Xiao Shrimp is doing. But when he opened his mouth, he could not speak, and continued to babble as before, which fell into the ears of Madame Merry, and made her feel very coke.

She couldn't help but rub Little Wukong's head:

"Seeing how happy you looked, it looks like you had a sweet dream. It just so happens that in a few days it will be the annual bonfire festival, which is the big day of the whole village, and I believe you will like it. ”

"After these months of recuperation, your physical condition is getting better and better, but you still need to rest more, I still have something to do, I can't accompany you, so I'll leave first. ”

Mrs. Merry said that she was leaving.

Then she saw the little monkey in front of her suddenly jump out of bed and block in front of her, waving his limbs wildly, not knowing what to do.

His original intention was to ask the woman what the situation of Xiao Xiami was now, but Xiao Wukong couldn't say it normally.

Therefore, he could only express his worries and sad expressions as much as he could, and at the same time his body jumped up and down, and his hands tried to gesture to the name of the little shrimp, and he desperately shouted these words in a hoarse voice, hoping that Madame Merry would understand what he meant.

Mrs. Merry naturally didn't know why, but Little Wukong wanted her to stay and play with him. Looking at his eager eyes, she could only squat down and smile kindly:

"I'm sorry, little monkey, but this festival is really very important, so I have to do the owner a favor now. The same is true for most people in the village, if you are lonely, I will find Xiao Aowei to play with you, you are waiting here. ”

Speaking of this bonfire festival, Mrs. Merry actually used two special ones in a row, which shows the importance.

Then, without waiting for Little Wukong to speak, the woman bypassed him and hurried out, closing the door by the way.

I didn't ask what I wanted to ask, so Little Wukong had to walk back to the bed sullenly and lie down with his eyes closed again.

It wasn't long before he heard the wooden door being swept open with some intenderness, and the sound of a hurried running came from far and near, and the sound was that of a child.

Then, Little Wukong felt that his body was picked up by someone who came, and his whole body floated directly into the air.

He wanted to pretend to be asleep, but when he heard her crisp voice:

"Little monkey, little monkey! Aunt Mei Li heard that you are very lonely, let me come to play with you! Don't pretend to be asleep, let's go out and play together!"

He had no choice but to open his eyes and look at the little girl in front of him.

The little girl was not tall, and her face was still very immature, and she should only look like she was five or six years old. She wore a plain pale yellow dress, and her blonde hair was casually draped, undressed and undressed. The complexion is slightly a healthy wheat color, and it is obviously not as good as the pampered daughter of the rich and noble.

Her name is Ovila, and she is a resident of a house not far from here: Uncle Link's daughter, and because of her lively and endearing personality, everyone affectionately calls her "Little Owei".

At the same time, among the children who play with Little Goku, she comes the most often and likes Little Goku the most. But Little Wukong thinks that she probably just treats herself as a small animal, although his appearance is like this.

At that moment, the little girl Ovira kindly pulled his arm and circled with him, but after a few turns, Little Wukong was not dizzy, she was a little unstable, and the little hand holding Little Wukong's arm involuntarily let go, and her body slowly fell backwards.

Little Wukong was startled and hurriedly stretched out his hands, trying to support her body. But he seemed to have forgotten that his spiritual power had been lost, and with his own strength at this time, he couldn't even compare to the little girl in front of him.

Therefore, little Wukong couldn't stop the trend of Ovira falling at all, and was directly pressed to the ground by the girl, and the pain caused by it made him frown, in great pain, but he couldn't scream, he could only stare dryly, and pound the floor desperately with his hands.

Fortunately, Ovira's head didn't hit the ground, and she realized it not long after she fell, and hurriedly stood up with her hands propped up, pulling little Goku up, and quickly apologized.

In the face of the little girl's ridicule, his body weakened for a while, and he could only pout helplessly to vent a little.