Monkey and Feather

In a trance, I returned to reality. Before dawn, I fell on my bed with no strength at all.

It turns out that death is the fastest way to come back.

In the next few days, I still did not leave the house.Crying at night, falling asleep when tired during the day, but awakened by nightmares.

I'm not writing, and I'm not getting into that game again.Even sometimes I can't tell whether I am in reality or still in the game.

I seem to have lost my mind, wondering if my world is real.

The world of that game really made me feel that I am not so real now.

Flowers and trees, corpses and people, and that stinky monkey, even if I delete the game, there is no way to erase them from my head.

Even the longer the time, the deeper the feeling, and finally I could clearly see every hair on the monkey's body and smell his panting breath.

I became even crazier. Depressed people should not escape if they want to get rid of it. Of course, they cannot escape.

The way to escape is to destroy, so many people left this world, this is a way, a brave but very stupid way!

I decided to face it all and go back to that game.I can feel it too, it's calling me.

And I want to find that monkey, no matter what the price is!

......

In "You Meng Ji", I finally fell asleep quietly in a room. This sleep lasted for a long time, until the sound of my stomach gurgling woke me up.

A quaint and somewhat crude tavern, I ordered a table of dishes and drank quietly by myself.

I don't know how to drink, and girls who drink and smoke are always considered bad girls in my world.

But I don't know why, in this world, I always want to let loose, maybe, we should be like this.

The last time my head was cut off, the power I originally obtained inexplicably was weakened by half.

"Hehe~" I smiled wryly, no world is very fair, but there is God's will in the dark.

In the tavern, there were two people who couldn't see clearly, one was me, and the other was a person in the corner opposite me.

I was covered with a veil, not that the little girl was willing to twitch and put on a pen.It's that I really can't help it, because apart from the veil, I have only a few rags to hide my privacy.

I remember which sage said: Cover your face, run around the world with your butt naked, and no one will laugh at you, because no one knows who you are.

But I think, he is not afraid of encountering hooligans?But in this game, I'm not worried, because many newcomers are also poorly dressed.

It's just that I don't understand, why do I come back this time with my butt naked?

Another person who can't see clearly is very special, more special than everyone here.

The tavern is not small, and there are quite a lot of people. The reason why I noticed him is because he is very tall and has a particularly strong body.Just like those muscular men in Hong Kong comics.

Sitting, he was half a body taller than all of us.He wore a canvas hat on his head, and was dressed in black and somewhat tattered sackcloth.

There was a circle of irregular beads hanging around his neck, and his bare feet were red and about the size of his face. Under his feet were two pieces of granite that had been crushed by him on the ground.

His table is already full of empty wine jars, but there is no dish. He only drinks, but it seems that he will never get drunk.

"Wow! You are so tall!" A voice like a silver bell came from under the table, full of surprise.

It turned out to be a three or four-year-old doll. He crawled out from under the man's table, his fair face was smeared with mud spots, and he was holding a small figure made of mud in his hand, which was the result of his hard work all afternoon. .

The man in the bamboo hat seemed to be stunned for a moment, the wine bowl he was holding stopped in the air, and then a hoarse voice like an old foreign woman came from the bamboo hat.

"In my clan, I'm the shortest. If the clan is still there. Cough..." He suddenly coughed violently, and then drank the wine in his hand.

The child raised his head, still looking at him innocently: "Is the one you brought a bead? It's bigger than my head, aren't you tired?"

The man put down the wine bowl, bent down and touched the child's head lightly, and actually smiled. The hoarse smile was even more frightening.But I felt a trace of tenderness flashed in the laughter.

"You don't get tired as much as you like."

Before he finished speaking, an old man suddenly appeared from the back room, an old monster to be precise, because he had a pair of antlers on his head.

The old man pulled the child into his arms, then bowed to the man wearing the bamboo hat and smiled with him: "I'm really sorry, sir, my little grandson is not sensible, which has affected your drinking, and this old slave is here to apologize to you. "

After finishing speaking, he rushed into the back room nervously holding the child, and the man with the bamboo hat started drinking on his own, but he drank faster and more vigorously.

The old monster is the owner of this store, a deer monster with thousands of years of practice. In this chaotic era of the Three Realms, he can open a tavern and have a good business. His strength can be imagined.But looking at his appearance just now, why is he so scared?

Thinking of this, I took off the veil, trying to see the man in the bamboo hat clearly.

Sure enough, he gave me a particularly familiar feeling, although I still couldn't see his appearance clearly.

But I'm sure I've seen him somewhere, or rather, that string of big beads that drags down to his crotch.

No!Those were not beads, they were human heads that had already been distorted.

That is, the head of a child!

The author has something to say:

The novel tends to be sci-fi, and it's not scary, just read it and you'll know it.