Chapter Seventy-Four: Blown Up by Heavenly Thunder
"Hey! You little brute! Bad for me, good thing! Ah Shui thought about it, and was almost about to talk to his good friend just now, but he bounced back inexplicably. Looking at the ghost monkey with a funny and embarrassed smile, with a gloating expression, I instinctively thought that I had been harmed by it, and now there is no crimson jade, how can I find a good match? In a hurry, Ah Shui was also angry from his heart, and evil was born on the side of his guts, grabbing a yellowed copper wine cup on the side of the altar, and got up violently, about to smash the ghost monkey.
The monkey is also naughty, obviously more flexible than Ah Shui, but he put on a false impression that he could catch up and jump up and down, which made the angry Ah Shui feel every time, "It's only a little bit worse, and I will definitely hit him next time!" As a result, after tossing for more than half an hour, Ah Shui collapsed on the side of the altar from exhaustion, but the ghost monkey was still standing strangely on one foot on the edge of the ancient tripod containing the water of the three tus in front of the bamboo curtain.
Seeing that it was smiling in a panic, Ah Shui simply gave up, rolled his eyes, simply gasped on the spot, slept into a "big" character, and lay flat looking up at the sky close at hand.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't say goodbye to you...... Under the vastness, Ah Shui couldn't help but have a regretful thought in his heart.
"Squeak? Creak! Unexpectedly, the stubborn ghost monkey, when he saw that Ah Shui was not moving, was unexpectedly worried - it may be that it has been alone (monkey) in this old mountain village for too long, it is really lonely, and finally someone ran in to play with it, and it can be regarded as having fun, but this person was caught off guard and lay down on the ground to "die", how to make it not sad - so the monkey also jumped on Ah Shui's body sadly, and brushed Ah Shui's half-opened eyes with the monkey's paw to self-blame, wanting to help him close it.
"! Do you really want to curse me to death? Ah Shui saw that the ghost monkey actually vividly learned to give him such a hand of "death to blind", which was also angry and funny, and a spirit bounced up, and caught the self-pellent ghost monkey impartially!
It stands to reason that although Ah Shui rested for a while and recovered some of his physical strength, in terms of agility, he was still not as good as the elf's ghost monkey, but the monkey was too deep into the play, and he was so affectionate that Ah Shui, who had just "knew" him for an hour, as his only confidant for many years, and he was so excited that he even burst into tears - it was precisely when the tears blurred the monkey's eyes that Ah Shui was able to succeed in one fell swoop and catch the funny ghost monkey.
"Squeak!" By the time the monkeys reacted, it was too late. was held by Ah Shui with one hand, and the ghost monkey had to scream vigorously.
"! Call a JB! Just know that it can be used for a fart? Do you have the ability to send the uncle back? Otherwise, don't want Lao Tzu to let you go! Ah Shui was upset when he heard this, and he was also angry, and he raised his hand to give the monkey a look, but he was afraid of killing it - after all, on the top of the old mountain where birds don't, Ah Shui has not found a second (only) living creature except for the monkey in front of him, and subconsciously, he has regarded each other as a special existence like the ghost monkey. So, waving his hand closer, Ah Shui really couldn't bear to fight, and actually stopped, and what made him even more unbelievable was that he even spontaneously took out the only remaining piece of preserved fruit from his trouser pocket, hesitated, and fed it all to the ghost monkey with a pitiful look in his eyes.
"Squeak? After squeaking ...... satisfied, the monkey's cry became much gentler, as if asking about Ah Shui's distress and wondering what the name of the girl he had made her dream.
"Ah, after all this time, I've almost forgotten herself, what's her name?" Ah Shui was suddenly asked by the monkey, and he was also stunned, and couldn't help but fall into the whirlpool of memories, and only after half a sound did he mumble to himself: "Is her name Xiaocui?" Or a small tea ......"
When he gave up searching for the name that he wanted to forget but couldn't completely forget, Ah Shui suddenly found that in front of him, the Styx that he had seen only an hour ago appeared again.
Santu River!
I'm back again?! The delighted Ah Shui was happy, and was about to continue to chase her in the direction where the undead were gone, but was scratched hard by something! Turning his head, he saw that the one sitting on his shoulder was not the ghost monkey who was stuck, which one else? It's just that Ah Shui has only now discovered that this spirited monkey, the string of pan-mold bronze ancient coins strung with red threads around his neck, has become so dazzling!
"Squeak!"
Under the impatient urging of the ghost monkey, Ah Shui finally understood that he wanted to take himself to a shortcut!
So, one person and one monkey came to the non-reflective Santu River one after the other, and walked about dozens of steps along the bank. Where the ghost monkey stopped, Ah Shui had already discovered that among the green reeds, there was actually a dilapidated small wooden boat moored.
Following the ghost monkey to jump into the strange boat, the nervous Ah Shui was afraid, but he still did as it was instructed and rocked the boat into the dark river. Through the thick ripples on the thick water surface, Ah Shui couldn't help but glance into the river, only to see that the black jewel-like water surface suddenly seemed to be like a huge LCD screen, and in a trance, scenes of human tragicomedy were constantly playing.
In this way, all the way to review the unforgettable sweetness of the old days, the boat also rowed across the icy water of the Santu River, approached the dilapidated desolation on the other side, and the replay of life on the river, and also came to the unforgettable tragic picture of Ah Shui - on the morning of the market, the sun rose as usual, and Ah Shui and Xiang Hao met as promised by the border suspension bridge. It's just that on that day, there was destined to be a person who would not be able to see the sun the next day......
"Squeak!"
Ah Shui was still immersed in the unbearable past, but he didn't notice that the boat had sailed to the shore. As soon as he heard the ghost monkey's reminder, the boat had hit the riverbank hard, and the calm river also stirred up a rude ripple from the stranding place, knocking Ah Shui standing at the bow of the boat to the ground, and at the same time, he was also forcibly pulled back from his memory.
Ignoring the pain, Ah Shui had been urged to stand up by the ghost monkeys who were shouting back and forth. Following it, turning over a field of dandelion flowers that shimmered like fireflies under the starlight, Ah Shui had already seen that his good friend was already standing at the intersection of the Yellow Springs that was circling and descending to the Nine Secluded Land, looking and waiting for him.
When he saw her, she saw him. There are no superfluous words, a long hug, and it seems that they can finish talking to each other.
"Squeak!" After a long time, the two who were forgetful and lingering were interrupted by the frightened cries of the ghost monkeys. Ah Shui instinctively felt that in this world where time had passed, he had probably stayed here a little longer than last time.
Naturally, the good ones also know something. I saw her look at Ah Shui affectionately, and then looked at the ghost monkey on his shoulder gratefully, held back her tears, tried to squeeze out a smile, and said softly:
"Already said goodbye. Let's go back! As he spoke, his smile was drowned out in tears......
"Wait! I still don't want to forget your name! Ah Shui also burst into tears, and after a long time, he spit out a sentence.
"It doesn't matter anymore......" she said, and she lay back, falling flat into the depths of the darkness at the end of the Yellow Spring.
"Wait for me!" Ah Shui's mind was hot, and he also wanted to chase her lonely shadow, but as soon as he jumped into the air, before he could pull her cold hand, his eyes had suddenly shook, and the surrounding scenery also "suddenly", switching back to the dilapidated mountaintop altar.
Ah Shui, who sat on the ground with a "pop", felt like he had been hollowed out, and what poured in from all directions was full of obsession with her.
"Squeak? Squeak...... "After realizing this, the ghost monkey beside Ah Shui was also a little guilty, and in a daze, it really didn't know whether he should have stopped him before." With this frightened guilt, the little monkey did not bother Ah Shui anymore, and silently climbed to the delicate stone cave under the base of the altar, and fell asleep sadly.
"In the end, I still haven't remembered her name......" muttering to himself, Ah Shui also slowly walked down the altar, and finally glanced at the ghost monkey who had helped him but had a big wish, and was about to turn around and go down the mountain to leave - suddenly, Ah Shui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly compared it in his mind, and his eyes were suddenly full of essence! Why?
Just because, Ah Shui actually found that after coming and going, the bronze ancient money on the ghost monkey's neck seemed to be missing!
I touched the edge of the stone cave where the monkeys lived, and looked inside, and sure enough! The eight first-line money strings that I saw on the side of the Santu River before, now only seven pieces remain!
So to speak! Seven more chances! Ah Shui's head exploded all of a sudden, and his thoughts immediately stirred up as if they were uncontrollable, pushing him, a wooden person who was not good at reasoning, to the peak of deep thought-that little monkey just now really didn't use the crimson jade to enter the Santu River! Looking at its dumb face, it doesn't look like it knows any immortal spells, needless to say, the secret must be in that string of ancient money!
Thinking about it like this, Ah Shui naturally wants to gamble again! After all, didn't he win both of the previous two bets?! While thinking, Ah Shui's restless hand had reached out to the neck of the ghost monkey who slept sweetly.
Climbing back onto the ancestral worship platform, Ah Shui also held back the wild beat in his heart, tied the string of psychic ancient coins that sensed the ghost power of the Santu River in Gudingli and became as crystal clear as jade around his waist, took a sharp breath, opened his eyes wide, and dared to look into the deep black water-
"Smack!"
A thunderbolt on a sunny day, just like that, fell without warning, and slashed on Ah Shui's ignorant body impartially, and a huge electric current spread throughout his body in an instant, and in an instant, Ah Shui's eyes had flashed back some unforgettable memories of his life, whether it was sweet, painful, sad, or regretful, it was so real, as if it had just happened yesterday...... After the remaining consciousness regained control of his body, Ah Shui found that he was already floating in the air, and was falling headfirst down to the endless rainforest under the clouds and mist at a terrifying speed!
It's perfect! First it was blown up by a mine, and this time, it was blown up by a thunderbolt!
As the falling speed became faster and faster, the wind in my ears also whistled. After this half-day wonderful journey, Ah Shui was already relieved in his heart, and couldn't help but close his eyes, simply resigned himself to God's belated judgment of a living man. He had only one thought at that time, and that was to follow his good friend.
It's just that the sky is as people wish, and it often happens in the story.
At the moment when he was about to land, Ah Shui had even seen the tragic scene of his brain bursting in the near future, but at the end of his life, his consciousness was driven out of his body by the current that reverberated in his body, and before he fell unconscious, Ah Shui vaguely heard an exclamation, which seemed to be the poignant call of her good friend before she died, or the angry scream of the ghost monkey on the top of the mountain......
(End of chapter)