The hunter stood up, lightly dabbling the blade with his hand.

When he looked back, the monkey had understood.

The moment of death finally came, and he began to struggle with all his might.

"Run...... Come on...... Run, finches!"

The voice of the equally nervous finch came from behind him: "It's close, it's close." ”

"Smack!"

"Run!" the finch flapped its wings and flew up.

Throwing off the rope, the monkey endured the sharp pain in his abdomen and ran wildly into the woods.

The hunter looked at this qiē in amazement, and he casually picked up the bow and arrow that he had thrown aside, drew the bow, and aimed it at the back of the monkey, but paused again, and turned to aim at the panicked finch!

"Whoa—"

There was a piercing sound of breaking through the air, and the sharp arrow did not hit the finch, but it slashed through her chest!

Suddenly, the blood flowed like an infusion!

The finch seemed to be drained of its strength in an instant, and fell down entirely, but was caught by the monkey steadily.

He clutched the finch to his chest and ran for his life, taking advantage of the trees to dodge.

The hunter took his bow behind him and fired three more arrows, but he missed. The hunter immediately changed his dagger and hurried to follow.

"Finches, finches, it's okay! We're going to get out!

Straight through the woods, until the footsteps behind him could no longer be heard, the monkey stopped and looked down at the finch with a shudder.

The warm blood had penetrated the hair on his chest, and the finch was dying!

The monkey's eyes widened in horror, and the monkey's heart ached like a pinprick.

He frantically tried to cover the wound with his hand so that the blood would not continue to flow, but the blood still oozed from his fingers and dripped to the ground.

"Don't die!"

"Monkey ......" the finch craned her neck slightly, her expression of pain overflowing.

She opened her mouth wide as if to say something, but her voice was pitifully small.

The monkey hurriedly lay down and put his ear to her mouth.

"Monkey ...... If you make it...... Remember to take me back to Huaguo Mountain...... I don't want to...... ...... away from you It's too far ......."

The sound was gone......

In the cold night, there is silence......

The monkey trembled and stood to its feet, but sat down on the ground again and slowly moved a few steps back.

Looking at the finch that no longer moved, tears were drawn from the corners of his eyes.

"Don't die!" he cried out in a heart-rending manner.

But the little canary no longer spoke, nor did she say her babbling words.

The temperature drifted little by little over her smaller frame.

The monkey covered his head with his hands and tugged at his hair: "Impossible...... No......"

At this moment, a hand grabbed him from behind him!

Turning his head suddenly, he saw those cannibalistic eyes again!

I don't know where he got the strength at that time, he threw it like he was desperate, and grabbed it directly on the hunter's cheek! The sharp nails slashed, and the blood splattered immediately!

"Boil—"

With a cry of pain, the hunter let go.

The monkey fled again in panic, and by the time the hunter had recovered his strength, he had fled behind a rock not far away.

The monkey doesn't want to die, but he can't go either—the finch is still here!

However, the next scene made him completely devastated.

The hunter looked around with his wound covered, and was about to leave, when he found the corpse of a finch on the ground.

So, right in front of the monkey, he squatted down, picked up the finch, and pulled it hard—

Orange feathers fell to the ground, mixed with blood, and hungry hunters fed the flesh little by little into their mouths!

In an instant, the monkey's heart was twisted into powder.

Tears poured out of my eyes like a broken embankment, mixed with blood oozing from the open wound in my abdomen, and spilled to the ground together!

......

He fell to his knees, the wound on his abdomen oozing blood, and the pain was severe, but it was less than one-ten-thousandth of the heartache.

Tears rolled down his cheeks like a burst of the bank, wetting the fluff on his body.

The monkey covered his mouth, his widened eyes were completely covered with tears, and his eyes were blurred.

In the white moonlight, the hunter's body trembled slightly, and the torn flesh and bones were put into his mouth and chewed after being peeled off from the feathers.

The monkey could do nothing, and he could not even protect himself, so he could only crouch behind the stone and watch.

Look at what the hunter did to the finch, watch him leave, look at the blood and broken bones in that place.

"Sparrow...... "Son......" was just two words, and he had already lost his voice.

Just kneeling like this, covering the wound in his abdomen, letting the tears flow, for a long time, for a long time, and he couldn't say a word.

The sun rises and sets, and it is not until three days later that the monkey stands up again.

No one knew how he had survived, and he buried the bones of the finch with his hands, and instead of continuing westward, he headed towards the hunter's camp.

Half a month later, on a dark and windy night, he touched the head of the hunter's bed and smashed his head with the hunter's own axe.

The sleeping hunter didn't even have time to cry.

That one slashed down on the ground, and the brains splattered and splashed on the monkey's face.

The first time he killed someone, he killed someone who was the same as himself, he didn't have the slightest fear, he just went crazy, like a wild beast.

At that moment, perhaps he no longer considered himself a human being, he felt that he and the finches were the same kind, and the one in front of him was just a beast that wanted to eat them!

Not to the hunter as with the tiger, the monkey just killed.

There is no point in doing anything else.

He returned to the Finch's grave with the hunter's dagger and carved a tombstone out of a piece of wood.

Looking at the crooked simplified Chinese characters - "The Tomb of the Monkey King", the monkey's tears once again burst out of his eyes.

Wiping away his tears, the monkey choked up and said, "I'll keep going west, I'll be back." Wait for me. Remember what I told you, Taishang Laojun, he not only has the pill that can make people become immortals, but also the soul rejuvenation pill. No matter how many years, no matter how many roads, I will definitely come back, you must wait for me. Wait for me to marry you. ”

Ten years, a whole ten years, at first because of unwillingness, then it became irreversible, and then it became a complete obsession.

Ten years later, when the monkey arrived at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, even he didn't know how he had completed the journey.

"At the beginning, I imagined with Que'er every day the beauty of studying in Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, which was a kind of self-encouragement. Even in the desert, surrounded by a pack of wolves on a dead tree, we never gave up for three days and three nights. ”

"That confidence lasted until I was caught by a hunter. He tied me up while he sharpened his knives. I tried to talk to him so he knew that I wasn't just a monkey, and that it would be better to sell me to someone than to eat me. But it didn't work, he was so hungry, and there was a famine there. Not to mention a talking monkey, even a talking fairy can't stop him from sharpening his knife. ”

"Then I ran away, and the finch saved me. But she ...... I lost my only partner. Faced with her bloody wounds that night, I realized that I was nothing more than a useless monkey who could do nothing but weep and watch life pass by on her. ”

"That hunter, he ......"

"After that, I quit crying at every turn, and I think maybe all the tears dried up that night. ”

"She said that I remembered to go back to pick her up, and she didn't want to be too far away from me. Then I buried her on a hillside and made a tablet out of wood for her - 'Tomb of Monkey King', I am afraid that I will not find ...... when I go back."

"I'll definitely go back, definitely!"

“......”

Later, I didn't know what supported me to complete this path, but I felt that my feet kept stubbornly moving forward, and the thought of giving up was cleared in my head. ”

"Monsters, gods, I've encountered everything, beasts, hunters, it's just commonplace. Nothing stopped me from moving on. ”

"At that time, I thought, even if I have walked such a road, what else in this world can be difficult for me?"

Ten years later, the person who climbed the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is no longer the original traverser, but a lowly monkey, a complete beast, and a soul from the abyss.