Monkey and Feather

"Ahem~ Maybe, you shouldn't have come, this is not Peach Blossom Island."

I fell asleep again, and I kept having nightmares in my sleep, a ghost figure was chasing me all the time, I kept trying to escape, but I couldn't escape no matter what.I can't see what it looks like, I just think it's particularly scary.

When we woke up, we were already by a small river, the sun was shining and the air was fresh, and I was wearing a patterned animal skin dress.It is said that it is clothes because the animal skin was indeed sewn by people.

Every time I wake up, he can bring me fresh.How did I get here?Is he always behind my back?Still hold me?

It seemed that I was really asleep and didn't feel anything.But at least I know that he will not be unreasonable to me like that demon monkey, even though he is also a wicked person.

I looked at the clothes on my body and asked softly, "Did you sew this clothes?"

"Oh, my hand was born." Killing Monk put his fingers in his mouth and sucked.

I knew it was pricked by a needle, and it reminded me of the simple, honest and caring monk in Journey to the West, so I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Come, eat something." He said and threw me another piece of roasted meat.

"What is this again?!" This time I learned how to behave. Although it smelled delicious, I still asked cautiously.

"Leopard gallbladder, eat it, it's very cooked."

I frowned: "You!? You..."

"Don't worry, I will never kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Hmph, how do you explain the incident in the tavern?" I looked at the familiar head on his chest, stared at him, and bit off a piece of meat fiercely.

But he smiled disapprovingly: "You can think whatever you want."

Forget it, I don't know how long I can live. Even if I really return to reality, can I still live like I did back then?

I would rather never have come to this game, and would rather live with depression and compulsion, and various mental illnesses.

"Hey, can we not eat these strange things?" I complained while chewing on some sour meat.

"These are treasures, good for your health. Without a good health, you can't kill me, let alone that monkey."

"Look, isn't there fish in the water? Wouldn't it be better to catch a few fish and roast them?"

As I said that, I ran to the edge of the river, looked up at the big fish swimming around, and actually drooled. My favorite food is grilled fish.

"If you want to eat it, go catch it yourself!" Killing Monk suddenly changed his face, and his voice was full of anger.

"Hey, what's the matter with this guy, if you say turn your face, you will turn your face." I thought to myself, but I didn't dare to say more. I don't want to annoy a guy who kills without blinking an eye.

"Catch it yourself, just catch it yourself!" As I said, I learned from the TV, looking for branches, making a simple harpoon, and then jumping into the water.

The river water is very clear and there are many fish.But it was not easy to catch. After more than half an hour, I was so tired that I didn't catch a single fish scale.

And that kid was actually drinking and having fun there.

"Why are you laughing, you're still laughing if you don't help!" I rolled my eyes, threw the harpoon away, and lay down by the river.

He stopped talking again, just kept drinking and staring at me.

I look at him too, I wait for him to speak, every time he stares at me he has something to say to me.

"I'm afraid of water~"

He held back these three words for a long time, and his hoarse voice trembled, as if he was in pain, scared, and sad when he said this.

Although we haven't been together for a long time, I know he is an invincible person, why would he...

I was puzzled, but also found it a bit ridiculous.

So he asked: "Didn't you hang out in the quicksand river before? How could you be afraid of water?"

He was silent again, looking up at the sky, at the sun slowly setting west, motionless.

I don't ask too much, everyone has things they don't want to say, although people like secrets, but first of all we should respect others.Although most people don't understand this.

......

In the days that followed, some unknown monsters and goblins occasionally appeared in front of me, but when they saw the killing monk, they all ran away in a panic.

This makes me feel fortunate, although I know that he may not necessarily protect me, but pretending to be a tiger will make me much safer after all. I don't want to make trouble, and I don't want others to make trouble for me.

I don't know why, but I've always been very hungry recently, but I don't want to eat the disgusting food he brought. It's nothing more than all kinds of offal from monsters. He always said that eating these is good for my health, and it is true.

But I just find it disgusting, because those monsters were still talking before they were alive, and they behaved like people.

Although I know that these demons have killed many innocent and kind people and done many evil things, they really deserve to die, and killing monks is doing justice for the heavens.

It's just that I found a strange problem. He used his hands when killing demons, and I have never seen him use weapons.

Actually, I never saw his weapon from the very beginning. I thought he shrank and hid it like the monstrous monkey, but it didn't seem to be the case.

Finally, I couldn't help being curious, and I spoke.

"Killer, where is your weapon? Is that the big shovel you used to carry?"

But his answer made me dumbfounded.

I saw him smashing his mouth and saying two words for a long time: "Sold."

"sold?!"

I couldn't figure it out: "Didn't you say that yours is a treasure? Why did you sell it so casually?"

It was his personal weapon, and he sold it as soon as he said it. I think there must be some stories in it.

But I still underestimated his godlike way of thinking.

He looked at me very seriously, and then said seriously: "I have no money to buy wine."

After he finished speaking, he picked up several empty wine jugs beside him, raised his head and poured them into his mouth vigorously, but only one drop of wine came out.

"Just to buy wine?!"

I am completely speechless, this old boy is really exciting!

"Just for the wine."

He picked up all the wine jugs around him, and then poured wine into his mouth, but he didn't pour out another drop. This was already the fifth or sixth time he had cycled today.

Finally he asked me, "Do you have any money with you to buy wine?"

With a sneer, I took out my money bag and threw it to it casually: "Can you buy it with a penny?" By the way, I gave him a big white eye.

He had the audacity to giggle again.

When I first heard his laugh, I thought it was scary. He laughed like a bedridden old man suffering from asthma.But now it sounds silly.

"You have killed all the evil monsters in this area, so there is no need to snatch them."

I said gloatingly, with a sneer on my face.

Because during this period of time, he had no money to buy wine, so he looked for monsters everywhere, and he had to find bad monsters, and then robbed people of a sum of money, and then killed them.

Said it was to inquire about the whereabouts of the monster monkey, but in fact it was an excuse for drinking.The reason why he brings me every time is to let me help him pack the wine, because the backpack function on the player can hold a lot of things.

To say that the only thing that is good for me is that my fame is getting bigger and bigger, and people have already been rumored that I am the woman behind the murder of the monk, and I am a special person.

In fact, I don't know what I am like?I can't catch any fish until now, what a bullshit.

But I still feel a little flattered in my heart, maybe this is the natural vanity of women, oh hehehe...

"Is there any one killed, let's go!"

The killer monk got up and left after talking, and I followed behind.

"Where are you going this time?"

"Go find the monkey."

"Cut!" I despised him from the bottom of my heart, because every time he took me to rob monsters, he said the same thing.

"We've been wandering around for a long time, and there really aren't any bad monsters in this place, just a few cities around here, because you've been rated as the best advanced city for public security management.

At the gates of these few cities, there are big statues of the two of us standing. Every time I pass by, I feel ashamed and flustered. "

To be honest, I really feel ashamed, because he is just drinking for people's money, not for the common people.

"Oh, but you seem to enjoy it, don't you?"

"Who... who said it." I was a little dazed by his sudden question, and stuttered, like a child who had told a lie.

"Ha ha!"

"Why are you talking so much all of a sudden, it's not cool at all!" I pouted, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

"..."

The sun was setting in the sky, and he and I were walking comfortably on the country road, but we didn't know that what awaited me was another catastrophe.

The author has something to say:

Keke~~~good wine~good wine~