In the next half a month, the little monkey can bring a lot of wild fruits with bad taste to Lao Xiucai every day, and he can catch some small birds and rabbits every once in a while.

As time went by, Lao Xiucai also felt more and more that this monkey was a little unusual.

Not to mention how it managed to catch birds and hares, which move quickly and even fly in the sky, the leg of lamb that it dragged in the first place is strange enough.

It is important to know that the monkey is not a predator, and it does not have the claws and fangs needed to prey on other animals.

In the case of small birds and hares, if they really encounter any small birds that can't fly, the time and place are right for the rabbit to hit the stump and other dogs, and it will not be impossible to catch it.

But sheep are a bit too much.

This little monkey is estimated to be as big as the sheep's butt, and even if you give it a hammer, you can't hit people's heads, so Lao Xiucai has never figured out how this leg of mutton came from.

Someone steals it at home?

Or did you take it from the tiger's mouth?

Time passed day by day, and Lao Xiucai was slowly able to walk around on his own with a wooden stick.

But this ravine must not be able to climb up, so Lao Xiucai wanted to build a simple house by the river, anyway, he has become like this for the rest of his life, so it is better to hide in the world for a lifetime.

Time passed day by day, the grass house was there, the grass mat was there, and Lao Xiucai even made sour fruit wine with the sour fruit that the little monkey came.

Lao Xiucai miraculously lived in this wild ravine for five years, and during this time, he finally learned the secret of this little monkey as he wished.

This little monkey has an ability, that is, the throwing of stones is particularly accurate and powerful, although the throwing is the patent of all primates, but this little monkey throwing is too accurate.

A stone smaller than a fist, the little monkey can directly smash the bird from the branch.

Therefore, rabbits are not a problem, and larger animals are nothing more than throwing a few more pieces, so it makes sense to think about the leg of mutton at the beginning.

One night, Lao Xiucai and the little monkey leaned against the tree and drank sour fruit wine, and they got drunk while drinking Lao Xiucai.

When Lao Xiucai woke up, it was already late at night, and he wanted to go back to his haybed and continue sleeping, but there was a centipede and a scorpion fighting on the straw bed.

The air in the ravines and ravines is humid, which is the most suitable for the growth of these insects, which is the main reason why there are many insects in Yunnan, which has many mountains and waters.

Lao Xiucai wanted to find the little monkey to help smash the two insects to death, but at this time, he didn't know where the little monkey ran to play, and Lao Xiucai searched for a circle but didn't find it.

In the end, there was no way, Lao Xiucai could only lift a big stone by himself.

Lao Xiucai lifted the big stone high and smashed it down, only to hear a "click", and the two insects were smashed to pieces, so Lao Xiucai picked up a leaf and wanted to wrap the two insect corpses and throw them away.

Who knew that by the time he returned, the hay would already be stained red with blood.

It turned out that after they got drunk, the little monkey woke up one step ahead of Lao Xiucai, and fell asleep in the haystack all the time.

So one stone killed the little monkey.

Lao Xiucai cried bitterly after killing his friend by mistake, even more painful than when his wife returned to heaven, so he knelt in front of the little monkey's corpse and cried until the sun came out of the mountain.

In the end, the people were tired of crying and their tears were dry, so Lao Xiucai used his own crutches to dig a grave for the little monkey, and then buried the little monkey in a hollowed-out stake.

When I heard the story, I probably understood the meaning.

Whether the story is true or half-true, it qualifies as a small legend.

The boss threw away the cigarette butt, and I saw that he was patronizing the storytelling and handed him another cigarette without taking a few puffs, "Big brother, when did this story come down?" ”

The boss hurriedly lit a cigarette, "This is what my grandmother told me." After I got married, my daughter-in-law brought me the second half of the story, which her grandmother supposedly told her from the novel. ”

said that it was a while before Lao Xiu was rescued.

After many years, Lao Xiu was about to die, so he took the little beggar he adopted back to the old place, wanting to pay homage to the little monkey he had killed by mistake.

Who knows, the tomb has long since collapsed.

Lao Xiucai was worried about the fate of the little monkey's body, so he dug up the tomb, only to find a hole in the middle of the tomb.

The hole is very deep, and Lao Xiucai can't see the bottom at all when he lies on it.

The little beggar was only about ten years old at the time, and he didn't know what he was doing at all, so he just stood aside and guarded Lao Xiucai.

But it was precisely because of this that the little beggar watched the old Xiucai, who had adopted him for many years, accidentally fall into the hole that seemed to have no bottom due to excessive grief.

Lao Xiu landed on the ground, and there was a devastating voice.

Then Lao Xiucai fell down again, and it seemed to have fallen on a rotten wooden plank again.

After repeating this, Lao Xiu fell a total of four times before stopping, and the little beggar was so frightened that he didn't know what to do and didn't know what to use to save people.

In the end, he only heard Lao Xiu, who fell to the bottom of the cave, shout, "Four stacks of corpses, monkey temple." ”

There was no more movement.

After the boss finished telling this story, he looked up at the hazy moonlight with a cigarette in his mouth, and his face was fascinated.

And I was lost in thought.

Lao Xiucai smashed four wooden planks and fell into the fourth layer of soil cave, shouting: Four stacks of corpses, monkey temple.

I'm afraid there's something strange in this cave.

After chatting, I asked for a plate of meat dishes, a plate of fried rice, and a few drinks with the boss, and I also roughly inquired about the location of the story between Lao Xiucai and the little monkey.

I want to go there and have a look, because the four-story cave is probably a burial hall.

Early the next morning, I bought a canvas from a small shop in the village, packed it with water and dry food, and walked north along the village road.

The people in the village were very enthusiastic, and when they saw that I was a tourist, they also greeted me warmly and showed me the way, so that my mood on the way was getting better and better, and I even sang when I left the village.

I walked on the pace of an outing admiring the green hills and green trees, and not far away I saw a lonely hut.

When I walked to the hut, I looked inside, and saw an old lady sitting in the yard wiping her tears, and another man and a woman hugging a naughty child and feeding them in embarrassment.

Then I scanned the room and saw a painting hanging on the front wall.

In the painting, it is a monkey.