Chapter 347 Ape Family
Nature is the greatest creator. Over the long years, countless mountain spirits and wild monsters have cleverly obtained the creation of heaven and earth, and have become elves through breathing and opening their mind. It is rare, but not surprising, that a smart monkey can cultivate into a human being.
And a group of monkeys can practice and speak human language. If it happens under natural conditions, although it is not absolutely impossible, the probability is not much different from Yuan Wu writing down the contents of all the official reports of the Tang Dynasty on the ground.
The mass evolution of the ape family was driven by external forces.
Zhao Yushu had guessed this a long time ago, and when Yuan Er brought it up in person, it once again confirmed his idea.
However, Zhao Yushu shook his head: "I do want to know, but I may go to Yuanshen Mountain to look for it myself in the future."
"You can't find it!" Yuan Er said firmly.
"That means it's not my chance."
Yuan Er was stunned. As a cultivator, it would be fine if he was not tempted by money, but how could he not be tempted by the greatest treasure in the world? He had only killed a few mortals, and this Mr. Liu had not lost a single hair. Was it necessary for him to be so aggressive?
"If there are no last words, then leave it as it is."
Zhao Yushu drew out the cold iron sword, but with Yuan Er's level of cultivation, he couldn't even block one move.
"I, I want to die in my hometown! I'll take you to find that thing, and then you can kill me, me, you!"
Yuan Er lowered his head, looking at the long sword that pierced his heart, and was no longer able to speak. Couldn't such a low request fool him?
"I will take your body back to Mount Saru-gami."
The long sword was drawn out, and Yuan Er lay on the ground twitching constantly, pointing at Zhao Yushu with trembling fingers, his eyes full of hatred.
Yuan Er has been lying all his life.
"Grandma, look, there's a monkey!"
A ten-year-old child in a brocade robe pointed excitedly at the corner where a shivering little monkey was squatting.
The monkey seemed injured, with a little blood on its body. It was thin and small, and its eyes were full of fear.
"Erlang, we are so close to the Monkey God Mountain. There is nothing strange about monkeys. Be careful and don't let them catch you."
The gray-haired nanny grabbed the child who was about to go up.
"It seems to be injured. Give it something to eat." Erlang squatted down and said, "Little monkey, you can eat these fruits."
A few fruits were thrown over. The monkey looked at the fruits rolling in front of him warily but did not dare to touch them.
"Take it. I'll go a little further away. Don't be afraid."
Erlang took a few steps back, and the little monkey immediately grabbed the fruit in his arms and ran out of the yard.
On the Monkey God Mountain, the little monkey ran to a pond, where a huge monkey was lying.
The ape seemed to be injured. He just tilted his head slightly to look at the little monkey, then pointed at it with difficulty, his eyes full of anxiety, as if asking if it was injured.
The little monkey stuffed the fruit into the monkey's mouth, then wiped his body with water, and the blood was washed away. It was not its blood.
The little monkey grinned, as if saying, "Do you think I'm very smart? I cheated a lot of fruits."
Erlang yawned. His family was in business. The business was neither big nor small, and they were considered a wealthy family in Xiangcheng.
Originally, he could have been a leisurely rich second-generation, with his elder brother taking over the business, and he only needed to study hard, hoping to be admitted into the academy in Dongdu.
But my eldest brother passed away in an accident a few years ago, and my father placed all his hopes on me. I was forced to learn to read these account books when I was in my teens.
It makes me sleepy.
With a snap, the window was hit by something.
Erlang was startled and wondered if he was dreaming.
There was another snap, and Erlang hurriedly pushed open the window. A little monkey was squatting on the wall with a small stone in his hand.
"It's you!" Jilang was very happy.
The little monkey also grinned, then took out a big fruit and handed it over.
"Grandma! The little monkey is here to repay his gratitude!"
Erlang and the little monkey became good friends. Erlang often gave some dried fruits and cakes to the little monkey, and the little monkey would occasionally bring some exotic fruits and even wild delicacies from the mountains to Erlang.
The people in the mansion gradually got used to the existence of this little monkey. The kind old nanny even made a piece of blue coarse cloth clothes for the little monkey, so that when it put it on, it looked like a little book boy.
The happy days lasted for a year, but suddenly, the little monkey didn't come for a month or two.
Erlang would watch from the window every day, and even went to Yuanshen Mountain to look for it once, but unfortunately found nothing.
Until one day, there was a loud snap, Erlang pushed open the window like lightning, and then his surprise turned into fear.
The little monkey stood on the wall, scratching his head a little embarrassedly. It had grown a lot taller, almost five feet tall, and its hair had faded a lot. It just stood there seriously, not looking like a monkey at all.
However, what really frightened Jiro was its face.
That's my own face.
"Er, Erlang, I have become a human. I, I want to look like you."
The monkey grinned and was very happy.
"Demon, monster!"
Erlang screamed miserably, his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.
The servants outside the study came over after hearing the noise. The old nanny picked up Erlang, who was still trembling after fainting, and subconsciously looked out the window.
"Ah! You, you, you are! You want to harm Jilang!"
The little monkey waved his hands again and again: "I, I don't, I don't have it!"
"Monster! Catch the monster!" The servants rushed out with sticks in their hands. The little monkey hurriedly jumped out of the wall and fled all the way back to the mountains.
"Why are you crying?"
A tall and older monkey stood in front of Ape Two and growled a few times, and the little monkey understood what he meant.
"He, he said I was a monster."
"Hey, that's what we are." Another monkey grinned and expressed his opinion.
"But I want to be a human being. I want people to serve me, to cook for me, and to wear silk clothes. I have obviously become like him, so why shouldn't he give it to me?"
A giant ape, at least ten feet tall, moved to his side, put its arms around his thin shoulders, exhaled heavily through its nostrils, and patted its chest.
"I know, I know we are good brothers, but don't you want to? Don't you want to eat those delicious cakes every day? Don't you want to wear thick coats in winter? I became a human, as long as they treat me as Erlang, yes, treat me as Erlang, no, the whole village knows that I am not Erlang, no, I can't be Erlang."
The little monkey held his head and shook his head wildly, and the giant ape was very worried.
The older ape came over, slapped him hard on the head, and growled a few times with his mouth wide open.
The little monkey opened his eyes wide, as if he had heard something incredible.
The monkeys gathered around the little monkey and surrounded him, seemingly waiting for his decision.
The sadness and confusion in the little monkey's eyes slowly faded away, slowly turning into fierceness.
"You're right. As long as we kill them all, no one will know that I'm not Ji Lang."
The little monkey stood up, and all the monkeys stood up.
"You're right, they don't give us what we want..."
"Then go grab it!"