The sun sets, and the ancient road is in the autumn wind.

Yan Xiaowu grabbed the monkey's hand, about half an arm's length behind him, and walked with one person and one monkey.

This road to the west is long, long, and seemingly endless.

They have trekked through mountains and rivers, walked in human realms, and also overcame thorns and thorns, and crossed the territory of monsters.

And so they go, keep going, keep going.

Although the cultivation is not there, the monkey's strong physical fitness, coupled with the golden hoop stick that is still powerful, is a heavenly immortal, and even the golden immortal realm may not be able to resist him.

So all the way down, in addition to the long distance and the need to endure the hardships of the trek, it was also safe all the way.

Yan Xiaowu even regarded this as a long trip, she was extremely happy and never shouted tired.

Along the way, they saw the colorful customs of different cities, helped good people, and cured evil people. I've also dealt with all kinds of monsters.,Yan Xiaowu learned to sing from the bird demon.,Learn to dance from the butterfly demon.。

In the deep mountains and Daze, she encountered rare elixirs that existed and myths, which made her so excited that she couldn't sleep for a few days.

The sixth year after the westward journey.

They crossed a sea and set foot on a continent called "Nishiniu Hezhou".

Then, they started a new journey in Xiniuhezhou.

To the west, all the way to the west.

It's a long road with a simple purpose, but not a simple process.

They walked together and walked for another three years.

......

"Okay, okay, give me food ......"

The beggar, covered in abscesses and unclothed, fell on the side of the road, his dirty palms struggling to reach the passers-by.

The monkey squinted at the beggar on the side of the road, and he naturally looked away, kicking the palm that stood at his feet as if nothing had happened, so as not to trip over the smoke dance behind him.

"Good work, good work......"

"Dumb, wait!"

Yan Xiaowu stopped, her ears slightly tilted in the direction of the beggar, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you, do you need help?"

"Give me a stutter!" begged the beggar, his voice weak.

Yan Xiaowu sniffed the faint fishy smell in the air and couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.

"You seem to be sick?"

"Okay, okay, give the stutter!"

He kept his mouth open, repeating mechanically.

Yan Xiaowu squatted down and stretched out his hand, "Dumb, give me his hand." ”

The monkey frowned and did not move.

"Dumb ......" Yan Xiaowu boarded his face.

The monkey hesitated, reluctantly crouched down, grabbed one of the beggar's black arms, and put it into Yan Xiaowu's hand.

Yan Xiaowu frowned, and said with a serious expression: "Your illness is very serious, and if you don't treat it, you will die." ”

"Uncle, let's eat!"

The beggar still begs for food, but does not say anything about his mortal disease.

His mind was visibly unclear.

"Give me the medicine basket. ”

Yan Xiaowu stood up, relying on her hands to grope for herbs in the medicine basket, looking serious.

Her medicine basket was always full, and with so many places she walked, it was effortless to replenish the herbs.

"Dumb, give me two steamed buns. ”

The monkey took out two cold and hard steamed buns from the burden behind him and handed them to Yan Xiaowu.

Yan Xiaowu broke open the steamed bun, kneaded the herbs he found and sandwiched them in the middle, and bent down to put them on the ground.

"Eat, that's all there is to it. ”

When the beggar saw the food, he pounced on it like a madman, grabbed the steamed bun, and shoved it into his mouth, and without chewing twice, he swallowed it with thirst.

"Let's go. ”

Yan Xiaowu "stared" at the gobbling beggar, and she couldn't be happy.

The monkey took Yan Xiaowu's hand and crossed this ancient road, and in front of him was a continuous deep mountain that could not be pinched at a glance.

As the monkey walked, he looked at the mountain from afar, his expression wandering.

"When I was very young, there was a flood in the country where I was born, and my father and mother died, but my brother and I were lucky to survive. ”

"Without a home, we wander around begging for food, just like the beggar just now. Later, my brother also died, half sick and half hungry. My brother gave me most of the food he begged for, and said he wasn't hungry. ”

"Later, when I was exiled to a village, Master adopted me. ”

"Now that I think about it, I was only four years old at the time, and it was a miracle that I lived until I met Master. ”

Obviously telling a very sad story, Yan Xiaowu's charming little face smiled softly.

Her eyes, long since they had scabbed over and were no longer bleeding, were still stubbornly wrapped around a piece of white gauze, unwilling to let people see her hollow, hideous, ugly holes.

On the ancient road of Xiao Suo, there was a sudden sound of a beggar coughing violently, and the beggar exerted a huge force in an instant, stretched out two hands and gagged his mouth stiffly, unwilling to let the crumbs of food come out.

His whole face turned red because he couldn't breathe, his two hollow eyes were bloodshot, and his pupils dilated suddenly, covering most of the whites of his eyes.

"Ahh

The beggar grabbed his throat with one hand and pounded desperately on his chest with the other. His movements slowed down, and at last his body froze and fell to the ground like dead wood.

The red on his face slowly faded and then turned pale......

Then, the breathing stopped.

The monkey looked back in amazement at the corpse on the ground in the distance.

Is this dead?

Therefore, human life is really fragile!

You can choke to death if you eat.

The monkey couldn't help but ask in his heart.

"When I was a stone, why did I want to become a human on my shoulders?"

Yan Xiaowu grabbed the monkey's hand and said, "Dumb, let's go!"

"Huh!"

The monkey replied.

......

"Dumb, how many people in the world do you say will live peacefully until old age and death?"

People, I don't know. But demons, very few.

The monkey thought to himself.

This girl now likes to ask these inexplicable questions more and more, and asks him a dumb person.

"If I had thought about it a little more, he wouldn't have died. ”

The monkey felt the faint loss in Yan Xiaowu's words, and gently patted her back.

"I'm fine. ”

Yan Xiaowu shook her head slightly.

The autumn breeze is blowing and the dust is flying.

The backs of a man and a monkey disappeared under the clouds, on the road, and in the dust.

On the ancient road, there is just one more white bone.

Not the first, and not the last.

Black crows and vultures hovered in the air, screaming fiercely, ready to compete for the food at their fingertips.

......

Off the ancient road.

The two of them plunged headlong into the vast mountains.

The monkey carried the cigarette on his back, and every step was steady and solid.

Yan Xiaowu hugged the monkey's neck in an attached way.

"Dumb, it's almost there, isn't it?"

Yan Xiaowu suddenly asked.

She could clearly feel that the monkey's steps were much slower than usual.

The monkey was stunned, then nodded slightly.

It's been nine years.

In the middle of these mountain ranges is Fangcun Mountain.

"Got it. ”

Yan Xiaowu lay on the monkey's back, buried her head deeply, and hugged the monkey more tightly with both hands.