The darkness was creeping away, and with it was dawn.

It's like that every day.

Day and night, happy and tirelessly alternating back and forth, boring, without the slightest novelty.

I don't know, it's been a few years.

A certain insomniac monkey struggled out of a mess of dreams, staring at the spot of light on the ground that came from outside the cave for a moment, and then walked out of the cave and into the embrace of the sun.

At the same time, the king of the mountain forest was snoring in a tree hollow, intoxicated by a sweet dream.

A small stone flew in from outside the hollow of the tree, made a perfect parabola, and smashed it on the king's head impartially.

The king's eyes wrinkled slightly, subconsciously turned over, skillfully protected his head, and continued to sleep.

Then, at a very tricky angle, the second pebble flew around in the air and landed steadily.

Is it bad to be alive?

Why can't some guys understand the preciousness of life?

The king thought a lot in an instant, and its majestic gaze swept towards that lowly life......

A monkey, a monkey it has seen many times.

The king's heart tightened suddenly, and its proud and erect body drooped down like a bunch of dog's tail soaked in rain.

This is its old enemy.

of this life.

When the king first saw this monkey, he decided that it was different.

At that time, the monkey leaned against a branch and looked at the king calmly.

When the king approached, the monkey jumped down from the tree, and then, as had just happened, the monkey picked up a stone from the ground and struck the king firmly in the head.

See!

A monkey looking for death is different enough, isn't it?

The king was angry, and it roared and pounced on the monkey.

Actually, it's more because it's hungry.

Its sharp claws seemed to slap the ants in front of it into meatloaf and tear them into pieces in the next moment.

Then, the next moment came.

......

Then, it wasn't too early.

The monkey got up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and left alone without looking at the mess in front of him.

The exhausted king tiger narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the monkey's thin back, and understood a truth.

What if you can't beat it?

Not being able to fight is king!

The king thinks that the monkey is also a king.

Therefore, there is no shame in confessing in the presence of a king.

It's just that I'm hungrier.

The small animals that could eat around were frightened away by its mighty roar.

It crouched in the grass beside it, and without knowing what to think, it stretched out its neck and pulled at the fertile green grass.

"Phew!Phew!"

It's unpalatable!

The bitterness that rushed straight to the door of the brain instantly sobered it up, and it looked around in horror, and only after making sure that there was no one before it let out a sigh.

It can't care about hunger anymore.

After lifting the grass under him and destroying the evidence, he grabbed his tail and fled.

Well, no one sees it, no shame.

It comforted itself in its heart.

......

The king raised his paw to cover his head, and his eyes were fierce as he confronted the monkey outside the tree hollow.

An hour.

Two hours.

Needless battles are meaningless, and kings are more eager for peace than others.

As the sun set, the monkey looked at the sky and felt that it was not too early, so he patted the dust on his body, despised the king who could not come out of the hole in the tree, and walked away boringly.

When the monkey disappeared from sight, the king breathed a sigh of relief. The dim sunlight sprinkled on the king's forehead, and the black of three horizontal and one vertical in the egg yolk always had some indescribable meaning.

Of course, no one will know.

Once upon a time, in an unknown mountain, there was a monkey that blocked a tiger in a tree hole for ten years, and scared it so much that it did not dare to come forward.

......

The monkey lay on the stone bed, stunned by the dense notches on the stone wall, and absentmindedly counted and counted again.

The monkey spends a lot of time at night, and he can't sleep anyway, and besides, even if he doesn't sleep, he won't die.

"Ah~......uhh

The monkey opened its mouth and made an indecipherable sound in its throat.

"How long am I going to stay here after ten years?"

"With a heart, there is a concern, no matter how many years, you will stay here. ”

An identical monkey emerged from the monkey's body, condensing into an almost transparent phantom in midair.

It was as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

The monkey looked at the six ears that suddenly appeared, his face was not good, and his mood was a little unstable.

"You fart, I'm just out of strength, trapped here, what's the matter with my heart?!"

Although the world of time was as vast as the original world, the monkey always felt that the world was like a claustrophobic and narrow stone prison that was blocked on all six sides, imprisoning him and overwhelming him.

"No, it's not the world that traps you. ”

Six ears pointed to the monkey's heart: "It's your heart that traps you." ”

The Monkey King stared coldly at the six ears, the killing intent in his eyes seemed to be condensed into an invisible blade, and the sharp edge seemed to be about to smash and annihilate the illusory figure of the six ears: "How could my heart trap me...... I already had a heart, but I changed it to myself. ”

Six ears suddenly disappeared from mid-air, and the next moment, he appeared in front of the monkey, his eyes facing each other, his face to his face, and let out an inexplicable laugh: "No, you have no heart!

"You fart!"

The monkey raised his fist in rage and smashed it into Six's head.

The fist passed through the head of the six ears, as if it passed through a ray of light, and it was unhindered, and naturally it would not cause harm.

Six Ears took a step back and left the monkey's fist.

"I'm serious, not only you, but also me, neither of us have hearts. ”

Liu'er looked indifferent, as if he was telling a trivial matter:

"Because we are stone monkeys, stone monkeys have no heart. ”

"You're lying!"

The monkey jumped up and pounced on Six-Ear, only to pounce on Six-Ear once again.

The moonlight spilled obliquely through the narrow hole, and half of the moonlight was taken away by the vines in the cave, and the remaining half fell on the monkey's face.

Against the backdrop, pale as paper.