It scrutinized the rabbit's face, its oval head inlaid with two large, shining eyes, two long ears like radio antennas, very flexible to receive information from all directions, three lips seemed to speak a little more neatly, without the need to move up and down with half of the head, and even the few sparse beards seemed to shine with wisdom.

"Look, my lord," the rabbit pulled something out ......of his back as if by magic.

The typhoon dog carried the dream monkey on his back, and walked to the height with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The Typhoon Dog had many cuts in the branches and rocks, and the pain was excruciating, and it almost fell down a few times along the way, but it continued to hurry, and they had to get out of here before the flood came, or they would be swept away by the flood.

Typhoon Dog finally found a cave, he put the dream monkey in it, settled down, and then stood alone at the entrance of the cave, looking at the misty world outside, and his heart became foggy.

It shuddered suddenly, and only then did it feel pain and cold.

The rain was still heavy, and the bean-sized raindrops weaved into a dense rain curtain, blocking the outside world, and the typhoon dog could only see a few meters away.

The animals don't know what happened.

It's never rained so much in the forest, at least not since Typhoon Dog can remember.

"It's cold, it's cold......"

The dream monkey's cry interrupted the typhoon dog's thoughts, the typhoon dog turned around, saw the dream monkey trembling all over, muttering something in its mouth, it hurriedly leaned over, touched the forehead of the dream monkey, ouch, it's so hot!

The dream monkey actually launched a high fever.

What can I do?

If only the bear were here, the bear is a medical expert, and it knows what to do.

But with such heavy rain, where to find bears?

This can stump Typhoon Dogs.

Take a step back and think, even if you find a bear, where do you find herbs?

"Ouch, I'm freezing to death......"

"Where have you been?" the dream monkey murmured, trembling.

"I ...... I'm here, King. ”

What's the use of being there? The cave is bare and there isn't even a single piece of hay, and everything outside is wet, so what can you keep warm?

Typhoon Dog looked at his furry body and suddenly smiled, isn't he just a big quilt?

A rumbling sound came from afar.

Typhoon Dog suddenly changed his mind and rushed into the rain without hesitation.

In the heavy rain, it couldn't see anything clearly, the raindrops hit its face, it couldn't open its eyes, its nose could hardly smell anything, the soles of its feet were particularly slippery, and it almost fell down a few times. But it still kept its nose close to the ground, sniffed slowly, muddy water poured into its nostrils, and it sneezed a few times......

It continued what it had done......

It suddenly smelled something, picked it up happily, and ran into the hole......

Then it ran out of the hole again, repeating what it had just done......

The rumbling sound was getting closer and closer, and it was as if the flood water could be seen rushing down from above, and the Typhoon Dog picked up something and ran back into the cave.

In a cave.

The typhoon dog leaned against the cave wall, holding the dream monkey tightly in his arms, just like a mother holding her child, for fear of being snatched by others. Next to it, there were five or six muddy fruits.

The fever of the dream monkey had not subsided, but lying in the arms of the typhoon dog, he felt much warmer, and his body did not feel as cold as before, so he fell asleep after a while.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no sign of stopping. The fruit of the tree fell along with the branches and leaves, and then was swept up in the flood and disappeared without a trace.

The flood was like a mountain and a sea, and the sound was like a landslide and the earth cracked.

Some small trees were uprooted, some were washed away, and some were erected between large trees. Some small animals did not have time to dodge and were also swept away by the flood.

It rained heavily for three days and three nights.

The flood also flowed for three days and three nights.

Almost everything that could be eaten in the forest was washed away by the flood.

When the rain stopped, the dream monkey basically recovered.

Thanks to a few mud fruits that Typhoon Dog snatched before the flood.

The typhoon dog didn't eat a bite, and fed it to the sick dream monkey.

The typhoon dog was tired because of fatigue and hunger.

But it wasn't sick.

It doesn't care about getting sick.

Forests need to be rebuilt.

Animals need food to stay alive.

The Dream Monkey is the king of the forest, but he is no longer able to get food for the animals, and he is afraid that he will go hungry.

Typhoon Dog must help the Dream Monkey through this difficult time. So, even though it was lying there, its brain never stopped, and yet, it really couldn't think of a solution to the problem.

The dream monkey squatted beside the typhoon dog and comforted the typhoon dog:

"Don't worry, there will always be a way. ”

Typhoon Dog struggled to get up, but after a lot of effort, he still didn't get up. It gasped for a while, and said with tears in its eyes,

"I'm useless, King. ”

"Don't be discouraged, there is no endless road, there are always more ways than difficulties, I will come up with a way to deal with it. ”

After this ordeal, the dream monkey seems to be much more mature than before, as the king of the forest, first of all, he must have the spirit of responsibility, he must be responsible for the whole forest, and the most important thing at the moment is to make the animals through this most difficult period.

The dream monkey is comforting the typhoon dog, but it really hasn't come up with a solution, but it doesn't panic, as it said, there are always more ways than difficulties, and there will be solutions.

The dream monkey wanted to go out alone and see what had been done to the forest, and he felt that the best way to solve the problem was not to dream, but to go to the field first.

"It's useless to fantasize," it said to itself.

It comforted the Typhoon Dog for a few words, and then walked out of the cave on its own.

So fresh air!

The dream monkey has been stuffy in the cave for a few days, and now its body has recovered, so the first feeling is refreshed, it closes its eyes, takes a few deep breaths of fresh air, and feels very comfortable.

When it opened its eyes, the scene was really miserable, much worse than it had imagined, the ground was full of broken branches and uprooted small trees, some large trees were also washed away to reveal their coiled roots, and even some small animal corpses, the leaves on the trees were almost gone, and the fruits were ......

What about the fruit?

The dream monkey is a little anxious.

It quickly climbed a few fruit trees and looked around.

There are no more ripe fruits, and some of the raw fruits are sparse, but they are scarce enough to sustain the needs of the forest citizens, and to put it more strictly, they may starve, or even starve to death.

When it thought of death, it first thought of Typhoon Dog, and its heart was hot. It hurriedly plucked a few raw fruits from the tree and prepared to send them back to the cave.

It took a few steps when a bear blocked its way.

It was a bear on the verge of starvation, a desperate bear, and it heard footsteps and lazily opened its eyes to see who else was moving around in this dying world.

What the Dream Monkey saw was a face that had turned from despair to surprise, and the bear's eyes clearly reflected an excited and slightly pleading light, and it was this light that blocked the Dream Monkey's way.

The monkey picks up a fruit, puts it in its mouth and chews it, and then feeds it to the bear's mouth. He stuffed two more fruits into the bear's arms, patted the bear on the shoulder, said nothing, and walked on.

On the way, they encountered hungry squirrels, sheep, foxes, tailed wolves, broad-backed tigers and other animals, and the dream monkey gave them all the fruits. So when the dream monkey approached the entrance of the cave, his hand was already empty.

It was reluctant to go in because it was not only empty-handed, but also empty-headed. If you don't solve the problem, how can you go back?

It walked aimlessly into the depths of the forest, and everywhere it could see the fainted animals, and it counted in its heart the few fruits on the trees that could almost be counted, and it could not last for a few days, so it had to think of other ways.

What can be done?

If only the stubborn pig were here, it would definitely help me figure out a solution. Although it seems a bit stupid, it sometimes appears to be extraordinarily intelligent.

It's hot and the animals rest under the trees. At some point, a dark cloud drifted overhead, and the woods suddenly became much cooler. The animals cheered with joy, and only the stubborn pig watched the clouds carefully, and then it suddenly cried out, "Get out of the way, it's going to hail." "The stubborn pig has changed his usual habit of slowing down.

Everyone was startled at first, and then they all laughed, and no one paid attention to the stubborn pig's shouting. As a result, the animals were covered in pimples......

And one more time,......

It thought as it walked, completely oblivious to the movement around it.

"The King's ......"

The dream monkey was startled, and he couldn't get back for a long time. Because it was thinking about the problem, it didn't pay attention to the things next to it.

It wasn't someone else who greeted me just now, but a rabbit, the rabbit that had broken into a three-petal mouth not long ago.

But the dream monkey has no fruit in its hand, it doesn't look at the rabbit's face, it can't bear to look at it, it must be a face distorted by hunger, it has seen many such faces, it hates itself for being incompetent, it waves its hand helplessly, indicating that it is powerless......

"What do you want, King?"

The sound was crisp and pleasant, not at all like the sounds in the forest since the flood, as if it had come from another world.

It is accustomed to seeing the face of the typhoon dog, it is a face full of melancholy clouds, and the words "the end of the world" are clearly written on the face, and that face makes the dream monkey breathless, as if it is a pair of typhoon dog skin masks covering the mouth of the dream monkey.

Thinking of this, it subconsciously coughed a few times, cleared its throat, took two more deep breaths, felt much more relaxed, it touched its face, touched its ears, and then subconsciously shook its hand, as if it was taking off the dog skin mask that did not exist at all and throwing it away.

It scrutinized the rabbit's face, its oval head inlaid with two large, shining eyes, two long ears like radio antennas, very flexible to receive information from all directions, three lips seemed to speak a little more neatly, without the need to move up and down with half of the head, and even the few sparse beards seemed to shine with wisdom.

"Look, my lord," the rabbit pulled something out ......of his back as if by magic.

The dream monkey's eyes lit up, and the dark clouds in his heart finally opened, and it seemed to feel that the sun was shining on the top of his head, warm and comfortable, and even his heart was shining warmly.

The rabbit muttered something again, and the dream monkey nodded when he heard it, and when the rabbit finished speaking, the dream monkey actually lifted the rabbit up, and turned in circles without emotion, completely ignoring the identity of the king.

What did the rabbit conjure, and what did it say?