Ai Ye Yu Yu

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. In the temple, there was an old monk who told stories to the young monk. The story was about: Once upon a time, there was a mountain..."

This was a joke that a child thousands of years ago said casually.

Later, there was a mountain, and there was also a temple on the mountain, but the people living in the temple on that mountain were not old monks.

It's a group of colorful kittens and many humans in white coats.

Oh, and the intricate array of icy machines, and neatly organized reagent syringes.

The purpose of the scientists is actually very simple—start with small cats, first establish a theoretical basis, and find out some routines of these wild creatures. Of course, they will also do some small experiments.

But the ultimate goal is for those perfect works of art made by gods in the mountains and forests—if you can take all the lions, tigers, and snow leopards for your own use, and transcribe those excellent genes into human blood, what a great creation it would be !

As a result, the kittens who had just crawled out of their mother's womb in the mountain forest were brought into the small temple one by one, where they lay on small white beds in turn, were injected with cold liquid in turn, and suffered tragic deaths in turn.

But in the end, human beings are still somewhat successful, although they may not even know it themselves.

The little black cat curled up in a corner, its long tail bent over its body, enveloping its whole body.

It's so confused, the little black cat's eyes are cloudy, what on earth is it... what is it?

He is obviously not a human being, but slowly, he can understand what those people are saying.

It is obviously a cat, but gradually, it can no longer be integrated into the circle of kittens.

It's so lonely.

Why...why is there no one like it?

Even if they're not the same kind, even if they don't have a similar appearance, even... just licking and rolling together is fine.

No.nowhere.

The little black cat welcomes the dawn day by day with hope, gives up struggling with hope day by day, lets humans do whatever they want, and even becomes a different kind in the eyes of other kittens day by day, quietly never disobeying those dressed in white Humans in coats.

But despair day by day.

Sure enough, it was still so lonely.

As time goes by, the kittens lose their dignity with instinctive disgust and condescend to humans. Humans also give up their wildness with experience, and they are no longer inseparable from the "treasures" in the mountains and forests. beast.

But what does this have to do with the little black cat?

It's still lonely.

I was so lonely that I couldn't lift my head anymore, and I was so lonely that I thought I might as well just die like this. After I died, I wouldn't have so many thoughts that I shouldn't have.

... In the final analysis, it is just a kitten, why on earth does it have so many strange ideas?

But in the end, the little black cat still didn't die quietly in a corner.

—it escaped.

It's really strange to say that those cat cubs fought against human beings with almost everything, but in the end they all had their claws and bones removed, but they have been unnoticed, and their wild nature has long been worn out , escaped from this temple of "eating cats".

The little black cat licked its wounded abdomen, and limped into the creek, blood slithering all over the ground——Because it tried its best to escape, its abdomen was accidentally worn out by gravel. The hind leg was also broken by a human stick, and the left forelimb was broken by his own "strong man breaking the wrist".

Hey, it actually learned the idiom "a strong man cuts his wrist".

It was rain and snow, the drizzle melted the thick blood, and the snow covered the traces.

It really hurts.

I always hear people say that there are many other things in the mountains and forests, and there must be something that can communicate with it, so that it will no longer be alone forever, experiencing despair alone.

In this way, the pain is only temporary, and long-term happiness can be obtained after enduring it.

The little black cat thought about it, but it was a little drowsy and wanted to fall asleep directly.

……Can't.

I heard those human beings say that death is the real nothingness. If you really fell asleep, wouldn't you have to experience the inescapable loneliness forever and ever?

can not sleep!

The little black cat drank a few sips of the clear and sweet stream, slowly moved ashore, and crawled on the ground.

But, so sleepy.

Huh... what is that?

A huge white shadow came towards it, the snow-white coat seemed to have beautiful black streaks, even though the vision was hazy, but the perfect figure like a god was like the black man on the top of Kunlun Snow Mountain. Luan.

The little black cat smacked its lips.

so beautiful.

It seems that looking at it more is blasphemy.

Seemingly appropriate to the situation, the kitten's eyes became more and more slack, and finally, those dim black eyes closed slowly, no longer showing any sadness.

The leopard blinked, looked at the miserable little black cat in front of him, with his big head tilted, and couldn't figure out for a while which cub it was, and it was unreasonable to be in such a mess.

He actually abused the cub under his own nose, is he still the king of the mountain?

Ai Ye carefully held the black cat in his mouth, and cleaned the blood on its body with great care, and crushed herbs to paste the wound. Inadvertently, he saw the collar on the black cat's neck.

Immediately, he was out of breath.

Another damn human being, another damn experiment!

Ai Ye took the little black cat back to her lair and let it lie on a thick layer of soft straw. Looking at the little black cat's peaceful sleeping face, her thoughts had already drifted to nowhere.

A catastrophe that swept across the entire ecological circle a hundred years ago led to the balance of God's original bias towards humans, and a very small number of beasts gradually evolved mature ideas.The human body is so weak, and it looks like it will be eliminated by natural selection, but relying on its excellent technological civilization, it insists on blasting a bloody road.

Blending of all things, genetic transformation.

But there are too few thinking beasts after all, and those people who claim to be the masters of all things have not yet known that long before they did various experiments, there were already beasts with the same IQ as them.

Over the years, the orcs and humans have each occupied one side and are not entangled with each other.

But it turns out that in less than a hundred years, human beings are thinking of annexing them in another way? !

The beast king who galloped back then has died, and all the beasts fight among themselves to seize the throne. Now the dead are scattered, and the beasts that have evolved mature thoughts are rare. In this way...

The rest is actually only this hill? !

This terrifying guess made Ai Ye's whole body go cold, his pupils shrank because of the emotional shock, and the yellow-green pupils were full of human shock.

Now, looking at the injuries all over this child's body and the ring around his neck, could it be that... he escaped from the laboratory?

As if responding to his thoughts, the little black cat uttered a painful whimper from its throat. It slowly woke up, and there was still water vapor in its dark eyes. His eyes actually let the tears flow down.

Not the maw of a beast, nor the white sheet, but thick straw.

Great.

It turned its head cautiously, and bumped into a pair of yellow-green pupils, with different colors and the same light, and it instantly understood it—it had found it.

it found.

it found it!

The little black cat moved tremblingly, trying to stand up, but found that he couldn't do it because he was seriously injured. In desperation, he could only wrap his long tail around the leopard's leg, hoping to get the big white leopard understanding.

——He is its, it is the snow mountain lotus that it begged the Buddha for half his life.

The soft fluff was entwined on the legs, and Ai Ye stretched out her tail helplessly, stroking the little black cat's head soothingly, one big one and one small one looked at each other, it was an illusion that the world would be old forever.

Ai Ye understood that although this was not his kind, it was a real companion.

It turns out that Ai Ye is not the only one who really thinks about it on this huge mountain. Now, there is a little black cat.

This understanding is life companion.

——It is his, the bodhi seed that he has been waiting for only once in his life.

very nice.

Ai Ye didn't give the little black cat a name, maybe it's because the father's love is too much, or maybe it's just a bad joke, but he actually called the little black cat's son.

Oh, I forgot to mention that this cat and leopard can already communicate, although it is not using human language.

"Son, Dad caught a fish for you today, do you want to eat it?"

"eat!"

"Son, Dad's neck is so itchy, come and scratch it."

"Oh."

"Son, why are you so small?"

"Because I'm a cat."

"Hey, why are you so small here?"

"..."

"Son, you have grown up too, do you want to find a little white cat?"

"No."

"Why, we all have a estrus period, what should we do if we suffocate."

"Let's talk... Ai Ye, let go of my tail first."

"No."

"..."

The little black cat turned into a big black cat day by day, and the big snow leopard turned into a bigger snow leopard day by day.After all, Ai Ye has just grown up, in fact, he is only seven or eight years older than the little black cat.

In this day and age, their lifespan is very, very long.

The little black cat is no longer lonely.

It is very satisfied, so satisfied that everything in the past is just a cloud, and it is all forgotten.

They have seen the vast night sky full of stars, drank the clear spring water that gurgled from the top of the mountain, picked berries hanging from the branches in the dense forest of ancient trees, and rolled over the garden paved with lush spring grass. Soft green bushes.

Fangfei in late spring, frogs singing in midsummer, daisies in evening business, salt and snow in the twelfth lunar month.

Accompanied by the rising sun, snuggled up under the moon, the sky and the earth are long, and the sun and the moon are immortal.

If time can be frozen like this, it will not bother to become a legend of a century-old rotten Ke.

However, the life is too comfortable, and he thinks that he is independent from the world, but in fact, everything in the world can never escape its fate.

...nobody can.

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