The Monkey King

When the sun illuminated Stone Monkey's eyes again, the tip of his thirsty tongue touched some small, hard objects.

"Sha?" He forced himself to raise his head.

This is a beach with sea water regularly lapping against the rocks on the shore, and the edge is an entire coniferous forest.

"We...we are saved!" He opened his eyes suddenly, hope came back to him again!

He struggled to stand up, only to find Canary beside him who had fallen into a coma.

Holding her carefully in his hand, Stone Monkey walked towards the coniferous forest.

The environment makes people grow. The Stone Monkey at this time is no longer the Stone Monkey when he first came to this world. He also has the survival skills of a monkey.

This is not the Mountain of Flowers and Fruits, and both the climate and the species show this.

There are not a lot of fruits here, but even so, you can find some things like pine cones and walnuts to satisfy your hunger.

This does not trouble Stone Monkey, but the most pressing problem he faces now is not hunger, but thirst.

"Hold on, you must hold on, and wait. I will find the water source soon. Don't die, there will be water soon."

The gradually weakening Canary's breathing frightened Stone Monkey. Already a little in a trance, he forced himself to repeat those words in his mouth, stumbling and running in the forest.

Pick the leaves casually and chew them directly in your mouth, regardless of whether they are poisonous or not, trying to absorb a little juice from them to maintain physical energy.

After struggling in the coniferous forest all morning, he finally found the water source, which was a small spring flowing slowly from the mountain.

Although it is small, it is enough for this monkey and one bird.

Since the canary was in a complete coma, the stone monkey had to feed her mouth to mouth.

"You must survive," he said.

After a long time, Canary's eyes moved slightly and she swallowed the water.

They also found some coniferous forest specialties such as walnuts and pine cones. The stone monkey crushed them and mixed them in the water and fed them to the canary bit by bit.

Finally, Canary's condition seemed to have stabilized. She opened her eyes and asked, "How were we saved?"

"I don't know, I seem to have seen a golden carp. It should be a god or a monster." The stone monkey smashed the walnut with a stone, and then put it to the canary's mouth, enjoying it himself Start eating.

"How do you know if it's a fairy or a monster?"

"Are there carps in the sea? I don't remember them, let alone golden ones. But I know that dragons like to turn into carps."

"You know so much...like a human being, not like a monkey." Canary said enviously, but her eyes were full of worry.

After saying that, Canary fell into a deep sleep.

They spent that night in this strange forest, where the monkey squatted on an old tree guarding the canary.

It was a moonless night, and the howls of beasts could be heard from time to time in the darkness. Something seemed to be struggling in the grass under the trees, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

The monkey held his breath. He had no idea what kind of dangerous animals there were in the dark forest, and he was afraid that his breathing would lead to death.

The whole night he was half asleep and half awake.

The monkey didn't relax until the sun rose, but soon he found half a bloody deer skeleton under the tree...

"What should we do next?" Canary lowered her head and asked in a low voice.

The stone monkey held the cracked walnut in his hand and squatted on the stone, bit by bit picking the kernel out of the broken shell and stuffing it into his mouth. The mouth moved quickly, but there was no answer.

He was trying to prevent himself from recalling the fear 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 in other words, a lone monkey.

For a long time, Canary's head lowered, but she didn't ask any more questions.

When Stone Monkey finished eating all the walnuts in his hand, he blinked and looked at the mountain behind him: "I will continue walking west. If you don't want to, go back to Huaguo Mountain first and wait for me to come back."

"Monkey, is cultivating an immortal really that important? More important than life?"

The monkey didn't answer.

Canary said nothing more.

The Stone Monkey, who had just recovered from the fear, took Canary, who was still in a weak state, and started climbing the west mountain 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.

And it wasn't until Stone Monkey reached the top of the mountain in front of him that he finally understood why Canary asked that question - going down would not be any easier than staying here.

In many ways the Stone Monkey knows far more than the Canary, but there are also some ways in which the Canary is better than the Stone Monkey - especially in geography.

Behind the mountain is an endless stretch of Gobi.

It was a place where the ground was cracked, and there were almost no living creatures as far as the eye could see. There were only a few dead old trees and two or three fighting rats in the vast desert.

Separated by a mountain, one side is lush and lush, while the other side is barren of grass.

The ocean is dangerous, and the land turns out to be no less dangerous, especially for a monkey.

"Do you still want to go?" Canary struggled to stand up on Stone Monkey's shoulder and sighed: "I am a bird, flying all the time. I have always been not very sensitive to the distance of land, until... "

"Until this accident at sea?"

"Um."

The stone monkey was silent. 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 before, right? This is Nanzhan Buzhou, right?"

"Um."

"If I want to cross this Gobi desert, how long will it take?"

"It took me about six days to fly over." Canary lowered her head, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "There are wolves in this Gobi... After passing through the Gobi, there is a human town. Although there are Forest, but there are hunters in the forest...and further back..."

Canary didn't say any more, but the meaning was already obvious.

There are almost no safe places for stone monkeys on this land. This road is all connected by places like this - hunters, beasts, deserts...

The sharp wind swept the sand and stones past the Stone Monkey, ruffling the fur on his body.

He had already thought about the path he wanted to take, but he was still too naive.

Tang Sanzang went to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures and experienced ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships. The stone monkey was not as popular as him, at least there were not so many monsters coveting his meat.

But……

Let’s not talk about whether we can become an immortal along the way. Whether we can reach it alive is a huge question.

go back?

I was lucky enough to cross the sea last time. Will I still have the same fate this time?

At this moment, he just felt that his mind was in chaos, and thousands of words finally converged into a national curse that Canary couldn't understand: "Male Gobi!"