Gu Xing only felt a refreshing smell of "snail powder", rippling between his lips and teeth. The dry leaves were not as hard to swallow as he had imagined, but turned into a clear stream and flowed down the esophagus the moment he touched the saliva.

When all the dry leaves turned into "clear streams" and flowed into his stomach, the burning sensation in Gu Xing's body was relieved a little. It was stimulated by the violent qi, causing Crimson's body to gradually return to its original state.

The next thing made Gu Xing completely feel the humiliation of being a slasher and a fish and meat. The old monkey had a calm and relaxed expression, raised his hand and pointed at a few tree monkeys, looked at Gu Xing and smiled.

Gu Xing secretly said that it was not good, so he had to use his internal strength to get up and slip away. Unbeknownst to him, this dried leaf could only neutralize the violent medicinal properties of the white python's blood, and it was not half beneficial to restore physical strength.

Half of his head, which had been slightly raised, fell back again. Gu Xing was reading a book with beads of sweat on his face at this time, as if there was a naked peerless beauty in front of him, scratching his head and making a gesture.

The group of tree monkeys that were targeted seemed to have received a divine order, like the soldiers who went out to conquer the land, stood with their palms in their hands, held their heads high, and nodded to the old monkey. Only then did he resolutely and resolutely walk over to Gu Xing step by step.

Gu Xing had mixed feelings in his heart, on the one hand, the scheming Tree Monkey King, and on the other hand, the young and strong Tree Monkeys who went to the execution ground, under the grip of the two phases, Gu Xing could only instinctively close his eyes.

Just half a moment after closing his eyes, countless fluffy little hands began to grope around Gu Xing's body, and in a few moments, his clothes faded. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move, Gu Xing would have already burst out to kill the monkey.

The tree monkeys lifted Gu Xing naked, and the old monkey watched the strange group of people go down the cliff. The rest of the tree monkeys followed the old monkeys, babbling and barking.

The tree monkey at the end of the line dragged the white python, which was already skinny and bone, and also ran down the cliff.

The tree monkey carrying Gu Xingdi ran quickly to the edge of the stream, and stood still, as if waiting for the old monkey's next instructions. If it weren't for the fact that there was no one here, Gu Xing would definitely die of shame. I never thought that since I was sensible, the first spring time was actually given to this group of tree monkeys, if the storyteller knew, wouldn't it become the laughing stock of the world

The old monkey and the rest of the tree monkeys all came to the stream, and then there was a strange long howl, and the tree monkeys, led by the old monkey, "sang to the sky" one after another. Let's call it a "singing", because it is too ugly, but it is very melodic, at this time, Gu Xing was powerless to raise his arm to block his ears, and he could only curse in his heart.

After singing a song, the old monkey took a few steps forward and came to Gu Xing's side. Unexpectedly, the old monkey spat on Gu Xing's body, and then a group of tree monkeys followed suit.

Gu Xing was so excited by this disgusting scene that he almost fainted to death, and when this "ceremony" was completed, the old monkey clapped his palms together, and the tree monkeys carrying Gu Xing threw Gu Xing into the stream in front of him like a guinea dog.

A clear stream quickly buried Gu Xing from the outside in, and the scorching and somewhat hot skin made a "sizzle" sound in the wash of the stream, and bursts of white mist rose. Gu Xing gradually felt that his fingers had regained some consciousness and were able to control the grip.

Then there are the arms, which can be slowly raised and lowered. Then the legs can also be bent and straightened. At the moment when Gu Xing wanted to get up, he turned his head and saw a group of tree monkeys looking at himself half-lying in the stream, staring intently.

Especially the old monkey who was the leader, his eyes were wide open, and he looked squinting, which made Gu Xing's heart, which had gradually calmed down, start to go manic again. At the moment when the two sides were at a stalemate, the old monkey looked a little tired, so he sat down under the grassy slope and lowered his head slowly.

A tree monkey behind him threw away the shirt that had been taken off Gu Xing's body out of nowhere. Seeing this, Gu Xing immediately got up and rushed towards the pile of clothes. Although he had just regained consciousness and stumbled a little when he ran, he still grabbed his shirt desperately.

After putting on his clothes, Gu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, the "burning" in his body was still there, but it was no longer so unbearable, but there were signs of gradual control.

And the old monkey who slowly lowered his head, his eyes were slightly closed, I don't know if he was tired after the war, or he was injured by the white python just now, and he was depressed for a while.

I don't know which tree monkey suddenly let out a long howl with a crying voice, and circled around the old monkey, as if he had encountered something incomprehensible, unreasonable, and confused.

When the tree monkey started, two, three, and slowly all the tree monkeys began to circle around the old monkey, accompanied by an almost crazy wail. Gu Xing, who wanted to be ashamed, seemed to feel something when he saw this scene, and slowly walked towards the old monkey.

The group of tree monkeys that circled around the old monkey actually consciously gave way to a way, and when Gu Xing walked to the old monkey's side, he automatically closed it and continued to circle and wail. It was originally a silent valley, but in the wailing of a group of tree monkeys, it seemed to ring a huge bell, wave after wave, repeatedly hitting every inch of this valley.

Gu Xing walked slowly to the old monkey's side, raised his hand and wanted to stroke the old monkey's somewhat gray hair, but he couldn't put it down. The old monkey, who could faintly hear a hint of breath, was desperately covering his chest at this time, trying to seize the last ray of life.

Everything that happened just now had already been thrown out of the clouds by Gu Xing, and at this moment, Gu Xing's eyes were full of tears, looking at the old monkey's slightly old face, and he didn't know what to say. Perhaps, even if you say something, you can't understand it.

The tree monkeys were still spinning in circles, but their whining voices gradually began to be a little hoarse, just like the hoarse roar of a person after excessive grief. At this time, the heavens and the earth seemed to feel this inexplicable sadness, and began to fall a little bit of crystal.

Tick-tock, hitting the faces and hearts of the tree monkeys and Gu Xing.

Time stood a little at this moment, I don't know if it was an illusion or a brief isolation from the world, the old monkey slowly put down the hand covering his chest, lifted it with difficulty, and put it on Gu Xingshang's slightly warm arm.

Although he couldn't speak, babbling and babbling didn't know what to say, Gu Xing could clearly hear it, this was the last request of a dying old man. It was originally a meeting in Pingshui, but they met in a war, but now, they are going to return with their souls.

Maybe he couldn't let go of these monkeys and monkeys, the old monkey's eyes were already a little cloudy, and he was still looking around with difficulty. Following the old monkey's gaze, Gu Xing willingly dragged the tree monkey that was biting him on the cliff.

The tree monkey, who had clearly not yet figured out the situation, was still whining, but the little fluffy hands were trembling non-stop. The old monkey gathered the strength out of nowhere, grabbed the hair of the tree monkey, dragged it in front of him, and babbled in his ear. Gu Xing listened on the sidelines, listening to an elder's last entrustment to his successor. The tree monkey kept nodding, still babbling in his mouth, Gu Xing didn't know what the two monkeys were saying, but from the tree monkey peeking at his gaze from time to time, he could feel the purest kindness.

That's how an animal is, if you treat it well for a while, it will treat you for the rest of your life. In my memory, when Gu Xing was a child in his previous life, he had a puppy named "Money Loss", but because his parents were tired, he gave it elsewhere.

Many years later, when Gu Xing grew up and met the "money-losing goods" again in the farmhouse on the mountain, he was still as intimate as when they first met. Maybe he has never forgotten him, even if the smell on his body will change, the appearance will change, and even the habits will change over time.

But in the heart of "losing money", Gu Xing has never changed, and he is still the teenager who pampered and cared for him back then.

Looking at the clarity in the eyes of the tree monkey, Gu Xing was teary-eyed again. Born in troubled times, he shouldn't be so emotional, but he is still so soft-hearted in every scene.

In a trance, the old monkey put his little furry hand on Gu Xing's arm again, and tried to hold Gu Xing's hand with difficulty. Gu Xing hurriedly leaned forward and hugged the old monkey, and tightly held the little hand that was almost lifeless.

The old monkey's face was a little throbbing, twitching and barely squeezing out a human-like smile, Gu Xing wanted to laugh, but he cried inexplicably. The old monkey pointed to the young tree monkey and babbled, although Gu Xing didn't know why, but he knew that this was clearly to take care of the orphan.

But if it is a battle of life and death, it can be like this. It seems that the feelings of animals are much simpler than those of humans.

The old monkey still couldn't stop after all, and as his body suddenly spasmed, the already trembling little hands suddenly drooped. It was as if there was a sense between heaven and earth, and a beam of sunlight suddenly passed through the hazy sky, shining on the grassy slopes in the valley.

The group of tree monkeys, who were howling to the point of exhaustion, were exhausted by this time, and they fell down the grassy slopes. And the tree monkey squatting in front of the old monkey suddenly got up and waved his hands in the air, as if to say goodbye.

Gu Xing slowly picked up the corpse of the old monkey and walked towards the cliff. A group of tree monkeys, who were already exhausted, supported each other and followed, led by the young tree monkeys.

When we came to the cliff, the sun was just right. Without the dense foliage to cover it, this place is extremely empty. Occasionally, a few breezes blew, blowing away the tears in the corners of Gu Xing's eyes, and also gently shaking the grass under the cliff, dotting the ripples on the stream.

Gu Xing drew his short sword and began to dig up on the cliff. The cliff was not as hard as expected, and the soil was loose, and within half an hour, a five-foot-square pit was thrown.

Gu Xing slowly put the corpse of the old monkey into it, and at this moment he suddenly remembered his aunt, Yuan Song, and the person who had been ushered in but did not keep. He didn't know how many more people would be rescued and how many would be sent away

Gu Xing couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he could only turn his head away. The tree monkeys didn't know what the pit was for, but they pushed the dirt back. Maybe it was instinct, when Gu Xing turned around again, it seemed that the place had been filled.

But I don't know which tree monkey plucked a few small pale yellow flowers from the grassy slope and put them on the mound of earth that was somewhat raised. All the tree monkeys looked at the mound of earth and did not say a word.