In the early morning, there was still some fog in the dense mountain air that had not yet had time to disperse.

The faint sunlight shines through the dense shade of the trees, leaving a dappled mark on the forest.

On the side of the stones, beside the paths, and in the corners, many unnamed thorns and trees hung with crystal dew, shining brilliantly in the refraction of the sun.

They thought they were the lucky ones chosen by God, and they showed off the stolen brilliance with great wanton, and then they were evaporated in an instant.

A small figure suddenly emerged from this quiet landscape, throwing a touch of life into this deep green.

Yan Xiaowu struggled to jump over a stream, and her small body shook twice before she stood firm.

He was holding a bouquet of wildflowers from nowhere, and he was carrying a small medicine pill behind him.

Yan Xiaowu squatted down, removed a moss-covered stone in front of her, pulled out the needle-like grass from the crack in the stone, and threw it into the medicine behind her.

She moved the stone to its original position and continued walking.

Yan Xiaowu's yellow hair was tied with a few strings and hung behind her little head, and her pale cyan skirt swayed with her cheerful steps, and her little face was flushed, which may not be suitable for the cold and humid air in the mountains.

"Huh?"

Yan Xiaowu's wandering gaze and body froze at the same time, and her brown pupils contracted slightly, making her clear eyes bigger and clearer.

"Master~ Master, come and see, there's a person here, ah~ He shed a lot of blood!"

Yan Xiaowu shouted and ran back, and the crisp and soft sound echoed in the mountains and forests.

The vitality that was thrown into the mountains and forests just now spread out like a tide in an instant.

The monkey looked at the back of the little girl as she faded away, and she lost consciousness again after not knowing how long it took.

"Master, this is it!"

Yan Xiaowu looked serious and pointed to the monkey under the tree and said.

The old Taoist priest held his knees and took a breath, looked in the direction that the apprentice was pointing, raised his eyebrows, and clenched his fist and knocked it on Yan Xiaowu's head.

"Master, why did you beat me?"

Yan Xiaowu covered her head and puffed out her mouth and looked at the old Taoist priest dissatisfied.

The old Taoist priest snorted coldly and reprimanded: "You still dare to ask, it is clearly a monkey, so scared that you can't even tell the difference between a human and a monkey, what does it look like!"

"Huh?"

Yan Xiaowu wiped her eyes and looked under the tree, her little face confused.

"Master, but he obviously ......"

The old Taoist priest walked under the tree, swept his eyes over the monkey, and exclaimed, "What a serious injury, why is it still injured with a sword!"

The old Taoist priest lifted the robe in front of him, knelt on the ground, probed the monkey's nose with his hand, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that there was still a faint breath.

"I don't know where it is, why embarrass a monkey like this......"

The old Taoist priest muttered as he examined the monkey's injuries.

Although the three wounds looked scary, fortunately, the bleeding stopped, and as long as he didn't die, he could be revived with his medical skills.

"Huh?"

The old Taoist priest leaned down, put his ear to the monkey's heart and listened for a long time, and his expression gradually became a little ugly.

He straightened up, looked at the opening on the monkey's chest, his chapped lips trembled slightly, and said in a trembling voice: "My heart has been gouged out, but I can still live?"

Yan Xiaowu saw that Master's expression was wrong, so she hurriedly ran over and asked, "Master, what's wrong, can you still be saved?"

"Xiao Wu, this ...... Unheard of, unseen!"

The old Taoist priest lost his mind.

"Ahh

Yan Xiaowu looked at the unconscious monkey, bit her lip lightly, and her face was worried.

As long as you don't die, your master can be saved!"

The old Taoist priest woke up suddenly, and his old face was rarely flushed, and his expression was very excited.

"Xiao Wu, you take a hand, let's take him to the Taoist Temple. ”

"Hmm!"

The old Taoist priest picked up the monkey on his back and walked forward with trembling steps.

Yan Xiaowu was holding on to the back, her skirt hanging down, and she only shook it for a long time.