Because of the ulceration of the wound, the yellow monkey's chest and back have a large area of flesh and skin rotten, which cannot be cleaned by a handkerchief alone, and needs to be scraped with a knife.

As the sharp knife scraped his rotting flesh, he clenched his broken teeth and clenched his fists, his muscles bursting, and sweat rained down.

Although it hurt his heart, he didn't say a word!

After cleaning the wound, the old man carefully applied herbs to him and bandaged the wound with a clean linen.

"Okay, you go to bed first, lie down, don't move, old man, I have to go to the market to sell fish." ”

After saying that, the old man walked out of the house with a basin full of blood.

Soon after, the old man came in with some wild fruits.

After a brief tidying up of the house, the old man went to the market to sell fish with his basket on his back.

The yellow monkey lay down for a while, got up and got out of bed.

He cleared up a clearing in the corner of the hut and came out.

Later, he came in with a pile of hay outside the house and used it to make a nest in the corner.

He took the bed cover to dry on the small tree outside, and then returned to the corner and lay down in the little nest he had cleaned up.

There was only one bed in the hut, and he didn't want to take the old man's place.

When the old man returned, he saw the yellow monkey lying in the corner, and he was stunned at first, and then shook his head.

After only a short time together, he already knew that this taciturn monkey had a stubborn personality, and that he would not change what he believed would not be changed, and he would not persuade him.

At noon, the old man boiled some millet porridge and grilled two fish.

The yellow monkey ate some millet porridge and another grilled fish.

This is the first time that the yellow monkey has eaten human food, and it is also the first time in his life that he has eaten meat.

It's a little uncomfortable, but I think it's delicious.

"No wonder my brother said that the human race is the smartest race in the world, and the food made of fire is indeed much better than fruit. ”

Whenever he discovers something new or a novelty, he always thinks of the old horse monkey who can do everything in his heart.

"Thank you. The yellow monkey said.

Since this incident, he has become withdrawn and silent.

"You're welcome, the old man will boil you some medicine in a while, you drink the medicine and continue to lie down, try not to move around if the wound is not scabbed. The old man put away the dishes and chopsticks and said.

The yellow monkey nodded, and had to continue to lie down.

Less leaning, the old man brought another bowl of soup and medicine.

This time, the decoction was not as hot as in the morning.

Obviously, the old man was worried that he was bored again as he was in the morning.

The old man's concern was right, he took the medicine and drank it all again.

Feeling that the temperature was obviously not so hot, he looked at the old man with a much gentler gaze.

The old man took the pottery bowl and walked out.

"Uncle..."

The old man paused and looked back at the yellow monkey.

The yellow monkey wanted to speak and stopped, hesitated for a moment, and forced a smile on his face: "Forget it, it's okay, thank you." ”

He wanted to ask the old man about the situation around here and where he was taken by the undercurrent, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it.

In this situation, what's the use of inquiring?

The old man smiled slightly, turned and left.

For the whole afternoon, the old man had been weaving fishing nets in front of the hut.

It wasn't until sunset that the old man got up to prepare dinner.

Smoke curls from the outside of the house.

Soon, the yellow monkey smelled a strong aroma again.

Dinner was sweet potato porridge and roast mountain rabbit, and a plate of pickles.

After dinner, the old man boiled medicine for him again, examined the wound, and changed the herbs for external application.

And that's it, day after day.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

Under the careful care of the old man, the yellow monkey is getting better day by day.

His wounds had long since scabbed, but many parts of his body were still painful and he couldn't exert himself.

Silent, he gradually became acquainted with the old man.

When he saw that the old man was going out to fish late at night, he would always quietly follow him.

When the tide is low, he will help the old man pick up some stranded fish, shrimp and crabs.

When the sun is up, he will also follow the old man to the small town market not far from his home to sell fish.

When the fish was sold, the old man took the money to buy some other food, and also bought a pot of water that tasted a little choking.

The yellow monkey heard that the choking water was called wine.

The wine smelled very choking, but the old man seemed to like to drink it very much.

It's just that the old man never gave the yellow monkey a sip.

First, the old man was reluctant, and second, the old man was afraid that his drinking would not be conducive to wound healing.

Once the yellow monkey took advantage of the old man's sleep and secretly took a sip, which was so hot that he choked on tears and snot.

However, after a sip of wine, the yellow monkey felt groggy and a little floating, and then slept for an afternoon.

When he woke up, his head was a little swollen and painful, but the groggy feeling relieved him a lot of pain.

Later, he always liked to sneak a sip before bed.

The old man naturally discovered this bad habit of the yellow monkey.

But fortunately, he couldn't drink enough, so he poured it in one sip, and the old man didn't break it, so he pretended not to see it.

After all, these days, the yellow monkey accompanies him to get up early and go to the market every day, which is also very hard.

This sip of wine should be regarded as a reward for the yellow monkey.

And just like that, day after day, plain as water.

Since the yellow monkey always went to the market with the old man to sell fish, although he did not speak in front of the second person other than the old man, his intelligence also attracted the attention of many people.

There were many people who wanted to spend a lot of money to buy yellow monkeys, but they were all rejected by the old man.

In the bazaar, many people call the old man Lao Li Tou.

"Maybe that's the name of the Terran that my brother said. The yellow monkey thought to himself.

From then on, the yellow monkey called him Lao Li Tou.

Lao Li Tou was not angry, but just smiled.

At the market, the yellow monkey also learned that the boundary where he is now is Cangwu Town at the foot of Huaguo Mountain, which is dozens of miles away from the main peak of Huaguo Mountain.

"It turns out that the peak that is hidden by clouds and mist and cannot be seen clearly is Huaguo Mountain, where I was before, and the undercurrent under the iron plate bridge is indeed connected to the sea at the foot of the mountain. ”

Ever since he learned that he was still in the Huaguo Mountain Realm, the yellow monkey would subconsciously stare at the mountain peak hidden in the clouds.

One look at it, it's half a day.

Looking at it, his emotions will become extremely excited.

Several times, Lao Li Tou saw him gritting his teeth at the peak, and he trembled with anger.

Time flickered, and more than half a month passed.

The yellow monkey's injuries have almost recovered.

Although there is a dull pain in his chest if he exerts too much force, and his legs and feet are a little sore on rainy days, this is no big problem for him.

For more than a month, he helped Lao Li Tou do things every day and learned a lot of human survival skills.

These days, he is accompanying Lao Li Tou every day to catch fish, shrimp and crabs in the sea, and he does not return until the sun rises and the sea tide rises.

Then, accompany Lao Li Tou to the market to sell fish.

will also help Lao Li Tou chop firewood and dry fishing nets.

Even, he would hunt some pheasants, hares and other wild meat to help Lao Li improve his diet.

Help Lao Li Tou save a lot of money to buy wild game and sell fish for wine.

In this way, his body is getting better and better.

However, for some reason, Lao Litou's health is getting worse and worse.

At first, I just kept coughing, but within a few days, I started coughing up blood.

Later, I couldn't get out of bed, but fortunately, the yellow monkeys have learned a lot of survival skills these days, boiling porridge, grilling fish, decocting medicine...

After taking care of him for a while, Lao Li Tou was getting worse and worse, and he could hardly eat.

The scrawny, sallow face, like a gossamer, looked like a green lamp that had run out of oil, and the light would go out at any moment.

Now, Lao Li Tou has not eaten anything for three days, lying motionless in bed.

Probably dead.

The yellow monkey dug a big pit in front of the hut and prepared to bury the old plum.

But as soon as he entered the house, he saw Lao Li Tou sitting on the bed and in good spirits.

The yellow monkey was startled.

"I want to drink wine and eat roast chicken. Lao Li Tou said.