It is said that the monkey was locked in the house, and no one paid attention to him for a long time, before it occurred to him that he was locked in a cell. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I don't know how long later, the door suddenly rang, and a small window opened there, and the iron plate on the window was flattened inside, forming a small shelf, and someone sent in a big bowl of braised pork and two steamed buns.

The man was outside and said, "Boy, it's time to eat." ”

The monkey pounced on the door: "Go, call your director, I have something to say." ”

The man said, "Yo ho, it's not a small breath." Who are you, if you call the director, the director will come. ”

The monkey said, "If the director doesn't come, I won't eat." ”

The man said, "I don't like to eat." If you don't eat it, I'll take it away. ”

The monkey said, "You dare! ”

The man said, "Eat, boy." To tell you the truth, the director is busy catching eight roads. If I didn't remind you, you would be free of this meal. ”

The monkey was indeed hungry, so he took the bowl and the steamed buns, and sat down at the table.

While burping, pour a glass of water, drink it all, and then fall asleep.

It's so comfortable! Those devils on the street, you can toss it, and the master sleeps. And those black-clad men from Yamato and the gunman, you may not want to sleep tonight. I'm sorry, the master slept first.

It's not bad to go to jail, it's been a long time since I've had a good night's sleep. He thought vaguely, breathing steadily, and slowly fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was dark, and the monkey jumped up, only feeling refreshed. It was a good night's sleep.

Next, will he be handed over to the devil, or will the director interrogate him himself? Then it doesn't matter to him, come when it should come. That's it.

The monkey is an open-minded person. If you hand it over to the devil, at most you will die, what else can you do? It's a pity that I couldn't kill a few more devils.

and Zhuqing, I miss her so much. Cheap Zhiyuan. Now no one is fighting with you. I hope you are kind to Zhuqing.

The monkey was thinking wildly, holding the Wu Hook Sword, knocking here, pounding there, the door was iron, and the wall was cement. Escape is impossible.

What's going on? Big brother, you won't forget me, will you? Give it to the devil to receive the reward. You're afraid to see me, aren't you? It's a loss to be a traitor, right?

The small window on the door opened again, and breakfast was delivered. Porridge, steamed buns, side dishes.

Eat, don't eat for nothing.

As the monkey ate, he shouted outside, "Call your chief." ”

The man outside said, "Eat and eat, whatever is it called." ”

The monkey threw the empty bowl out: "What's the matter?" Why didn't you interrogate me? ”

The man sneered: "You're so beautiful, a thief is still interrogated, just pull it and shoot it." ”

The monkey was on fire: "Who thief?" I'm Eight Ways! ”

With a "whew", the small window closed. There were no more voices around. No, not even any sound.

The monkey is so angry that he wants to swear, but to whom does the scolding go? Why is my head a little dizzy? I'm sleepy again and want to sleep. Didn't you just get a good night's sleep? Maybe it's okay and people get sleepy. Sleep and sleep. Idle is idle anyway.

The monkey leaned towards the bed and fell asleep again.

I don't know how long I slept this night. The monkey woke up again. I only heard the "squeak" sound in my ears, and when I opened my eyes, it was pitch black in front of me, and I wanted to say something, only to find that a towel was stuffed in my mouth.

What's going on? If you want to move your hands and feet, your hands and feet are tied to death, and you can't move. And the body is upside down.

The sound of "squeaking" in my ears is like the sound of wheels, and I am in a car. But underneath the body is soft. It's like being hung in a baggage. Is he dead? Is this what death is like?

The ears are no longer ringing, and the body is not jolting. The car stopped.

Someone spoke. Oh, it was the voice of the guard at the police station: "That's it, far enough." ”

Another guard said, "I wonder if that kid is awake." ”

The previous one said, "It's almost time to wake up." ”

The sound of someone pulling a rope next to him. "Poof!" The monkey felt its body fall to the ground.

"Wow!" The sound of herding livestock. The car moved a few steps and stopped again. Someone pulled the rope and pushed the monkey in a circle. The sun shone all at once, and the monkey was so stabbed that he couldn't open his eyes.

He sat up with a "whew" and a "uh-huh" from his mouth.

He squinted his eyes and saw the two guards standing in front of him, each with a gun in his hand, pointing at the monkey. There was a horse-drawn carriage parked on the road. It looked like he had just been tied under the canopy box.

"Uh-huh", the monkey cried. A guard reached out and pulled the towel from the monkey's mouth. "Whew-" The monkey gasped bitterly, "What are you doing here?" ”

One of the guards said, "What for?" You tell me? ”

Another said, "What else can you do?" Shot, of course! ”

The monkey said, "You shot me?" ”

The guard said, "It's not you, it's still me." ”

The monkey said, "No, you haven't interrogated me yet?" What are my charges? ”

One said: "Pull down you, a thief, and interrogate." ”

The other said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's do it quickly, and go back early when you're done." ”

Two guards, guns raised, aimed at the monkey's head.

The monkey shouted, "Wait! ”

One said, "Say it quickly." ”

The monkey said, "Is it your chief's order to shoot me?" ”

Another said: "Isn't this nonsense? If it wasn't ordered by the director, who would do this? Do you think killing people is fun? ”

The two men raised their guns again. One of the guards said, "Wait a minute, I'll clean up, and I'll leave when I'm done, and I'll come back to clean up after watching him get bloody." ”

The other said, "It's fine." You hurry up. ”

The guard ran over to pack the quilt that wrapped the monkey, and there was the Wu hook sword in the quilt. The guard picked it up and threw it at the grass: "What a broken thing, burn a stick." ”

The monkey thought to himself, this is over, there is no chance to go to the execution ground generously, as a thief, it is too cowardly to be shot so inexplicably.

Pig head! He remembered the nickname he gave his eldest brother, why didn't I kill you with a sword, I have two chances. The monkey is useless, the heart is too soft.

After packing up, he walked over, and the two men raised their guns again, and one said, "Boy, close your eyes." You look at me like this, how can I shoot? ”

The monkey scolded: "It's really a rice bucket, it won't be long before you pull the trigger?" Clever points! ”

One of the guards laughed: "Hehe, you're in a hurry than us." ”

One said, "It doesn't matter, he opens his eyes, we close our eyes, and if we can't get one shot, we will shoot twice." ”

The two men raised their guns again.

One said, "Ouch, no, my stomach hurts." ”

Another said, "It's just you." Once the execution is done, you go and pull it. ”

The one said, "No, you can pull it out of the bloody?" ”

The monkey said, "I'm going to too." ”

The guard laughed: "You're going to die, so don't pay attention to it, pull your pants." ”

The monkey said, "No, I'm going to die, can't you just let me die decently?" People also said I was afraid to pull into my pants. Big brother, it's okay. ”

The two guards looked at each other, and one said, "Let's do something good, I'll go untie his hand, you put the gun in his chest, and as soon as he gets naughty, you shoot." ”

Another said, "This will work." ”

The monkey sat on the ground, one guard put the muzzle of the gun to the monkey's chest, and the other went to untie the rope from the monkey's hands.

The gun was against his chest, and no matter how good his martial arts were, it was useless. The monkey sighed secretly.

At this moment, only two "bang" gunshots were heard.

The two guards shouted: "Oh no, the eighth road is coming, run!" ”

The two men jumped into the carriage, flung their whips and whipped them on the horse's buttocks, and the horse suddenly ached, and ran along the dirt road, bumping and turning, and disappeared through a wood.