Before I could tell the sophomore about the situation, the fog in front of me slowly dissipated.

The sophomore in high school saw that my expression was sluggish and frightened, so he came over and gently pulled my head, probably to see if there were some wounds hidden that I hadn't found myself.

I waved my hand to indicate that it was okay, sat down on the ground and asked, "Did you see it clearly, what is that?" ”

The sophomore nodded and stretched out his hand to me, meaning that he should have pulled me to my feet first.

After I stood up with my sophomore's hand, he leaned down again and began to help me dust the dirt off my pants, and his movements and expressions were a little stiff, as if he had some feelings that he was not easy to say.

"What's wrong?" I patted him.

The sophomore suddenly turned his face over, and then whispered to my ear and said, "There are a lot of them in the back, don't squeak, let's go first." ”

Hearing this, I subconsciously wanted to look back, and the second year of high school quickly stretched out his hand to block my face, and then looked directly into my eyes and shook his head silently but very seriously.

Then his lips moved but he didn't make a sound, but I could see it anyway.

What the sophomore said was: Don't look.

I was carrying a knife, and we continued to walk forward with our heads down, and I could clearly hear the sound of rustling behind us as soon as we moved.

From time to time, there were a few small, but extremely strange and sharp screams.

They followed for a long, long time, until we walked past a clear stream, and then there was silence behind us.

We'd been walking for more than an hour since we entered the woods, and we were tired and thirsty, and the things seemed to be gone, so we decided to stop by the brook to recuperate.

We made bowls with our hands and drank the water from the stream.

The second year of high school wiped his mouth and looked around before saying, "It's a monkey, but it's all rotten monkeys." ”

I guessed the result, and although I didn't see the thing lying on my face at the time, judging by the size and sound of the scream, it was a monkey alive.

"Dead or alive?" I held back for a long time and asked.

Gao Eryi pouted, "It's hard to say, it does look like a dead one, but how can a dead monkey move, but it can't be simply understood like this." ”

I couldn't go on here, so I took out my cigarette and prepared to smoke one by one to suppress the shock, but the sophomore suddenly changed from the seriousness just now, and completely changed the childlike excited face.

"Master, you've been encountering these things before!"

I also thought it was funny when I saw his attitude, "What's the matter, it's not exciting enough, is it?" Then you go back and fight with the monkeys, and maybe you can come back as a Monkey King. Then I'll just take the somersault cloud to go, and save more trouble. ”

The sophomore in high school haha, "No, no, I just think that life should be like this." It's nice to be able to see something you'll never see in your life. ”

"What are you trying to do?"

"I don't want anything, it's just that I'm tired of my previous life and don't want to be a bad guy anymore, and I really want to get in touch with people like you and see the world, and there's really nothing else."

To be sure, I don't have that kind of awareness.

I would rather indulge in a peaceful, ordinary and ordinary life and live a life without contention, frankly, as long as I still have rice baskets in my pot and vegetables in my basket, I will never do anything that can be linked to the four words "take risks".

It's not that I'm not nameless, it's just my philosophy of life.

After drinking enough water and smoking, we continued to move forward, at this moment the mountain called Nantianmen has been surrounded by us, and then we just need to continue to the south, and we should be able to see Brother Liao and his father soon.

The further you go, the more lush the vegetation becomes, and it also marks the depth at which there are usually few people coming.

The more difficult the road became, the more I didn't care about "admiring" the scenery around me, so I could only stare at my feet, stepping on a pit and falling or something, but I was mainly afraid of stepping on poisonous snakes and the like.

was walking with his head down, and the sophomore in front of him suddenly said "ouch".

I subconsciously went to look at his feet, for fear that he would be hugged by the monkey again, but he directly covered his head and squatted down.

"Hit a tree?" I asked him.

When I got up in the second year of high school, I walked two steps and reached out to touch the grass, and I found a small stone about the size of an orange.

"Damn, all of a sudden, it flew over from the side." The second year of high school wiped the blood on his forehead and looked angrily at the direction where the stone was flying.

As soon as he finished speaking, it was in the direction of the sophomore that he was looking at something, and he flew over almost with the sound of breaking the sky, looking at the trajectory, it was going straight to the face of the sophomore!

I hurriedly raised a kick and kicked it the side waist of the sophomore, this foot was ruthless, and he planted it out with an "ah" sound!

At the same time, the stone almost grazed his cheek and flew over, and then slammed into the trunk of a large tree, and the stone actually smashed directly.

"It's still the monkeys! Walk! "I pulled my sophomore year of high school and ran forward!

I didn't expect that group of rotten monkeys to be so ghostly, it seems that they are determined to kill us today, I immediately lost my temper, pulled out the firewood knife and carried it in my hand.

I thought to myself, if I see one, I promise to rush over and make an example of the monkeys first!

At this time, there were more and more stones that were thrown at us, and in addition to this, bones, clods of soil, rotten fruit, and I even saw the corpse of a large mouse.

And those things are so cunning that they are not far from us, but I can't see a single monkey.

One by one, they were hidden in the canopy or in the grass, and I couldn't see them, even though the sound of branches and leaves breaking.

After running forward for more than 100 steps with the second year of high school, I suddenly fell under my feet, and the whole person fell directly!

I didn't even have time to shout "sophomore" before my ass slammed into an oblique hard stone slab, and then rolled and slid into the depths of the hole.

This slope is estimated to be more than twenty or thirty meters, and I finally rolled a large bag with a roll to the flat ground.

Before I could get past the inertia, I crashed into something.

I lay on the ground and looked up, and it was a huge gray monkey crouching on the ground, at least two stories tall.

The monkey's two white fiery eyes were staring at me, and his eight arms were raised in the air, teeth and claws fluttering, and each hand seemed to be grasping something.

The palm closest to me seemed to be holding a human head.