Fortunately, Yu Sheng succeeded in bringing the monster back to life.
Seeing that it no longer spit out water and its chest was rising and falling, Yu Sheng stood up sweating profusely.
Senior Senior looked around and asked Aunt Ma, "Could it be that it killed the child's father?"
"not sure."
"possible."
"Definitely is."
"Kill it!"
Comparable to the long-legged rumor, three people immediately changed from suspects to criminals as soon as they chatted with each other, and the fourth one was immediately executed.
Yu Sheng's legs went weak and he squatted on the ground, his hands just in time to protect the long-haired monster.
"Little Yu'er, what are you doing to protect it?" Gao Si asked.
Yu Sheng gasped and said in his heart: "Your uncle, you couldn't have told me earlier, I just revived the monster."
Li Zheng had a different opinion. He pointed at the archway and said, "If it had really killed anyone, it would have been killed long ago."
The villagers still trusted the city lord's sword pouch, so they put down the sticks in their hands.
"Let me take a look, let me take a look." The young monk, who had been sitting on the ground to rest for a long time, squeezed in.
The monster has very long hair and a long tail, quite like a long-tailed ape.
The little monk squatted next to the monster, pushed aside its long hair, and exposed its face. After observing its face, the little monk revealed a pair of white ears of the monster.
After looking at all this, the little monk took out a book from his arms.
It's just that the book was soaked in water just now and was still dripping when it was taken out.
The little monk opened it carefully, fearing that the page would be torn.
Yu Sheng looked at the book curiously, glanced at the title and saw "Three Hundred Children's Songs", and was shocked, "Could it be "Three Hundred Children's Songs"!"
"Brother Sheng, are you illiterate?" The little monk looked at Yu Sheng in surprise. He pointed and read, "This is the Three Hundred Songs of Monsters."
Without waiting for Yu Sheng's reply, the little monk looked at the cover of the book clearly and said, "Oh, why did this 'monster' disappear?"
It turns out to be "Three Hundred Songs for Monsters", not "Three Hundred Children's Songs".
Just as Yu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly thought something was wrong, "Why is there three hundred poems about monsters? Isn't the monster about talking about arguments?"
"Brother Sheng, you really should be literate and read."
The young monk said, "Shou also means head. For example, a leader is also called a leader, and jewelry is also called..."
"Okay, okay, I understand." Yu Sheng quickly stopped him.
Seeing Yu Sheng's understanding, the young monk nodded with a sense of accomplishment, "This book is very precious."
"Master said that writing 'Shu' is more refined than 'Tou'. He spent a long time searching at the bookstall to find it, and it only cost half the money."
Yu Sheng understood that after all, it was a wrong version of the book, and the old monk took the opportunity to bargain for it.
"Really? It's really rare." Yu Sheng couldn't bear to destroy the beauty in the little monk's heart, "What are you looking for up there?"
Only then did the young monk remember, "I'm looking for this."
He opened the book, pointed to the picture soaked in water, and pointed to the monster at his feet.
"Is this 狌狌?" Yu Sheng looked at the blurry words.
The little monk nodded, "It's a good monster. It doesn't eat people, but it does like to play tricks on people."
While he was talking, the monster lying on the ground opened his eyes.
"Tie to me, tie to me." The little grandson broke away from Aunt Ma happily, ran to the wolf, and called him the name he gave to the monster.
The monkey's eyebrows widened when he saw his little grandson. When he saw that he was safe and sound, he blinked one eye, as if he was making a face.
The little grandson was indeed amused.
Aunt Ma still felt strange, "He, why is it wearing my son's clothes and looking for my grandson?"
"Yes." The villagers also felt that there was something famous inside.
"Did my brother turn into a ghost and possess it?" Senior Senior asked.
The little monk hurriedly flipped through the book to find the answer.
But the senior senior couldn't wait any longer, "Oh, my brother, you died so miserably, I..."
Li Zheng kicked him and said, "We'll howl later, we're not sure yet."
The little grandson communicates with the unicorn on the ground.
He pointed at Yu Sheng and said, "It's me. Uncle Sheng saved you. He's a good swimmer."
The name "Uncle Sheng Ge" is entirely Yu Sheng's fault. He was sometimes an uncle and sometimes an elder brother, which confused the little grandson.
The monkey turned his head when he heard the words, and his body was shocked when he saw Yu Sheng, his eyes were inexplicably horrified.
"I found it," the little monk said happily.
As soon as he finished speaking, "Yellow net, yellow net", the monkey screamed and struggled to get up and escape in a panic.
Aunt Qing, who was doing nothing at first, frowned and relaxed after hearing the ambiguity.
"Hey." Yu Sheng was frightened by the sudden scream and took a step back.
When he saw the 狌狌 looking at him and yelling, he said displeasedly: "Pornographic net? I've become a child now."
The monkey was so scared that he was very weak, but he still insisted on running away from Yu Sheng and towards the surrounding villagers.
"Don't let it run away, it is very weak," said the little monk.
The folks were busy holding it down.
"Okay, you still have the ability to scare monsters." The senior high school student thought about the rest of his life, "Is it because you are evil?"
"Pee and take a picture, you are much darker than me, okay?" Yu Sheng said.
He took a step forward, and the shivering rooster struggled again. The villagers hurriedly held it down.
Li Zheng waved Yu Sheng away.
"Uncle Sheng is a good man." The little grandson comforted the 狌狌 with his calves.
Depressed for the rest of his life, he asked the young monk, "What did you find?"
The young monk did not answer, but looked at Yu Sheng: "Have you ever eaten unicorn?"
"With all my conscience, I have never eaten pork in my life." Yu Sheng said hurriedly.
He looked at the monkey and said, "I have never eaten monkey brains in my entire life."
"Nonsense." Li Zheng said, "I just ate mutton a few days ago."
"I've definitely never eaten anything of the same kind." Yu Sheng pointed at the antelope, which made the antelope tremble.
The young monk said: "Then it may be that your ancestors ate their ancestors."
"Does it know all this?" Yu Sheng said.
The young monk pointed to the book and said, "The monstrosity knows where it's going, but it doesn't know when it's coming back."
He was deeply afraid that the rest of his uneducated life would be unclear, so he explained: "That is to say, the 狋狌 is familiar with the past, but does not know..."
"I know, I know, I can read when I type notes." Yu Sheng said.
He now understands why the roosters are afraid of him, and he dares to know the evil deeds of his ancestors, but what are his ancestors doing eating it?
The young monk looked at the book again and said: "Three Hundred Children's Songs, that's not right. It is recorded in Three Hundred Monsters that wolves are good at running when they eat."
"And its lips taste very delicious," said the young monk.
For the rest of my life, I almost thought the little monk was holding his "Great Wasteland Food List". Foodies are everywhere.
Yu Sheng was somewhat convinced, "So, my ancestors are really..."
"Okay." Aunt Qing said.
She had to stop him before he could speculate maliciously for the rest of his life, otherwise there would be more than one coffin board that could not hold him down.
The crowd all made way for Aunt Qing, and she lightly kicked the monkey, "His hair isn't even long yet."
Xuanxu glanced at Auntie Qing, and her panic immediately dissipated.
"It just admitted its mistake." Aunt Qing said.
The monkey nodded stiffly.
"So, Miss Qing, what the young monk just said..." Aunt Ma asked Aunt Qing.
"It has the ability to understand the past." Aunt Qing said, "That's why it put on clothes and came to find this child."
Aunt Ma sighed and looked at the clothes on the monkey, feeling a little numb for a moment.
For the rest of my life, I looked up and down at the 狌狌, thinking to myself that this is a mythical beast. Should I take it back to the inn to earn some merit points?
At that time, the reward for the fur of the exotic beast was 5,000 points.
Seeing Yu Sheng looking at it, the 狋狌 couldn't help but tremble.
Yu Sheng immediately put away this thought, thinking that it would be a sin to scare it to death.