Chapter VIII
When the sun lit up the stone monkey's eyes again, the tip of his thirsty tongue touched some small, hard object.
"Sand?" he pushed his head up.
It is a beach with the water regularly lapping against the reef on the shore and a whole coniferous forest on the edge.
"We ...... We are saved!" His eyes widened as hope returned!
struggled to stand up, only to find the canary beside him who was already in a deep coma.
Holding her carefully in the palm of his hand, the stone monkey walked towards the taiga.
The environment makes people grow, and the stone monkey at this time is no longer the stone monkey when he first came to this world, and he is not lacking in survival skills as a monkey.
This is not Huaguo Mountain, whether it is the climate or the species, it shows this.
There's also not a lot of fruit here, but even so, you can find things like pine cones and walnuts to satisfy your hunger.
It was not a problem for the stone monkey, but the most pressing problem he was facing now was not hunger, but thirst.
"Hold on, hold on, wait a minute. I'll be able to find a source of water very quickly. Don't die, there will be water right away. ”
The faint canary's breathing frightened the stone monkey, and he was already in a trance, and he kept repeating those words in his mouth, stumbling through the forest.
Pick the leaves casually, regardless of whether they are poisonous or not, put them directly in the mouth and chew, trying to absorb a little juice from them to maintain physical fitness.
After struggling in the taiga all morning, he finally found the source of water, a small mountain spring that slowly flowed down from the mountain.
It's small, but it's enough for this monkey and bird.
Since the canary was already in a complete coma, the stone monkey had to feed it to her mouth-to-mouth.
"Gotta come back to life. He said.
After a long time, the canary's eyes moved slightly, and she swallowed the water.
I also found some coniferous specialties such as walnuts and pine cones, and the stone monkeys wrung them up and mixed them in the water to feed the canaries little by little.
Finally, the canary's state seemed to be stable, and she opened her eyes and asked, "How did we get saved?"
"I don't know, I seem to see a golden carp. It should be a fairy or a monster. The stone monkey smashed the walnut with a stone, and then brought it to the canary's mouth, and ate it with relish.
"How do you know if it's a fairy or a monster?"
"Is there a carp in the sea? I don't think so, let alone golden. But I know that dragons love to turn into carp. ”
"You know so much...... Like a human, not like a monkey. The canary said enviously, but her eyes were full of worry,
After saying that, the canary fell into a deep sleep.
That night they spent in this strange forest, where the monkey squatted on an old tree with a canary.
It was a moonless night when I couldn't see my fingers, the darkness was punctuated by the howl of beasts, something seemed to struggle in the grass under the trees, and the smell of blood was in the air.
The monkey held his breath, he had no idea what dangerous animals were in the dark forest, for fear that a single breath would kill him.
He was half-asleep all night.
It wasn't until the sun rose that the monkey breathed a sigh of relief, but soon he found the bones of a half-bloody deer under the tree......
"What's next?" asked the canary in a whisper, looking down.
The stone monkey squatted on the stone with the smashed walnut in his hand, and little by little he took the kernel out of the broken shell and stuffed it into his mouth. The mouth moved quickly, but there was no answer.
He was trying to keep himself from remembering the horrors of last night, but the more he did it, the more he couldn't get rid of it.
There are no monkeys here, he is alone, or rather, a lonely monkey.
For a long time, the canary's head was buried lower, but he didn't ask again.
When the walnuts in the stone monkey's hand were all eaten, he blinked and looked at the mountain behind him: "I will continue to go west." If you don't want to, go back to Huaguo Mountain first and wait for me to come back. ”
"Monkey, is cultivating immortals really that important? more important than life?"
The monkey did not answer.
The canary didn't say anything more.
The stone monkey, who had just recovered from his fear, began to climb the western mountain with the still weak canary before he had time to rest.
Although the mountain is not particularly high, it is still a bit difficult for the monkeys who have not fully recovered at this time.
And it wasn't until the stone monkey reached the top of the mountain in front of him that he finally understood why the canary was asking like that—it was no easier to go down than to stay here.
In many ways the stone monkey knows far more than the canary, but there are also some ways the canary is superior to the stone monkey - especially in geography.
Behind the mountain, there is an endless Gobi.
It was a place where the ground was cracked, and there was almost no life as far as the eye could see, and there were only a few dead old trees and three or two fighting rats in the vast desert.
Separated by a mountain, one side is lush and green, while the other side is barren.
The sea is dangerous, and the land is no less than that, especially for a monkey.
"Do you want to go?" the canary struggled to stand up on the stone monkey's shoulder, sighing, "I'm a bird, and I've always been flying." I wasn't very sensitive to the distance over land until I ......"
"Until this accident at sea?"
"Hmm. ”
The stone monkey was silent, and he squatted on the top of the mountain and stared at the Gobi to the west for a long time.
"Canary, you've been here, haven't you? This is Nanzhan Buzhou, right? ”
"Hmm. ”
"If I want to cross this Gobi, how long will it take?"
"It took me about six days to fly. The canary lowered his head, hesitated for a long time, and then said, "There are wolves in this Gobi...... After the Gobi, there is a small town of people, although there is a forest, but there are hunters in the forest...... ...... further back"
The canary didn't say any more, but the meaning was already obvious.
There are very few safe places for stone monkeys in this land, and the roads are all connected by such places - hunters, beasts, deserts......
The harsh wind swept the sand and stones past the stone monkey, stirring the fluff on his body.
He had already thought about the path he was going to take, but he was still too naïve.
Tang Sanzang went to the West Heaven to learn scriptures and experienced nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, the stone monkey was not as popular as him, at least there were not so many monsters coveting his meat.
But......
Not to mention whether you can cultivate to become an immortal or whether you can reach it alive is a huge problem.
Get back?
Last time, I was lucky enough to cross the sea, but will I still have this kind of life this time?
At this moment, he only felt that his mind was in chaos, and a thousand words finally converged into a national curse that the canary could not understand: "Malegobi!"