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Under the bright white moonlight,

A small golden-haired monkey kept shuttling through the forest with its flexible body.Slowly approached the old peach tree.

This time, it learned its lesson and did not appear as arrogantly as before. Instead, it very consciously began to use the surrounding environment to hide itself.

After all, the wound left by the leopard on him is still aching, which taught him an important lesson in life, making him understand that nature is actually very cruel, and the laws of the weak and the strong are everywhere.

In the eyes of the little monkey, the surrounding scenery continued to move rapidly backwards, and soon it came to the place where it was born.

Under the majestic waterfall, everywhere is filled with moist water vapor, and the nightingales sing from time to time in the quiet forest, which is as peaceful and peaceful as a fairyland.

An old peach tree appeared in its sight very eye-catchingly.

Compared to other trees, it is simply a giant tree.

The thick branches are covered with dark green leaves, and the whole body is surrounded by a group of aura that is invisible to the naked eye. This is also for ordinary creatures.

The little monkey bent down and hid in the dark and looked around for a while. When he found that there were no other animals here, he climbed up the peach tree lightly.

I don't know why, but it has a feeling that there must be something attracting it in this old peach tree, and this thing is very important to it.

Just when the little monkey saw the green peach fruit that attracted it, the old peach tree, who was sleeping, suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if something was crawling around on him. This itching feeling immediately made him feel uncomfortable. It wakes up.

After the old peach tree came to life, he quickly discovered the little monkey that was causing trouble on him, but when he looked in the direction of the little monkey, he almost scared himself to death.

As a peach tree, it bears fruit shamelessly.

This is really going to kill it. The experience 700 years ago is still vivid in my mind.

The white bones all over the ground seemed to be crying silently, accusing it of being the culprit.

And this time it had a terrible premonition. After brewing for 700 years, it came to fruition again. This time the temptation would be more powerful than the last time. The entire island would be plunged into a crazy feast. The thought of this scared it. A few leaves have fallen off.

But it's just that tree that can't move even if it wants to.

Nothing can be done!Could it be that he could only watch the evil consequences of it grow bit by bit, and finally destroy the entire island?

No!There is hope.

that monkey.

As long as the monkey picks the peach before it is ripe, all this can be prevented.

The old peach tree looked at the little monkey with excitement, hoping that it would pick the little peach and prevent the peach from ripening.

But when the little monkey climbed to the little green peach, he suddenly stopped.

The furry monkey stared at the peach in front of him with some confusion.

The little monkey has a strong intuition that the peach is not ready to be picked yet. If it is picked now, it will lose a lot of things. It should wait for a longer period of time before picking it. In addition, in order to avoid being snatched by other animals when it is ripe, You should protect yourself here.

The little monkey didn't know that this strong intuition was actually an ancestral memory passed down from ancient times.

This memory has long been deeply engraved in the souls of their descendants, allowing them to understand and subconsciously do things that are more beneficial to themselves.

This behavior of the little monkey is also a behavior shared by many spiritual beasts. When many spiritual beasts find an immature elixir, they will not pick it off but wait for it to mature.

When the old peach tree saw the little monkey stop and prepare to make a nest in its tree, its mentality suddenly exploded and it kept shouting.

"Pick it quickly!

Pick it quickly. As a monkey, if you don’t pick peaches to eat, are you still a monkey?

OMG!Please pick this peach, we really can’t keep it. "

……

The old peach tree chattered a lot, and the monkey was getting ready to sleep. Suddenly it found a very serious question. Can the monkey understand what he said?

wrong!

I should say, can it hear what I say?

"By the way, I'm just a tree!" Thinking of this, the old peach tree suddenly felt inexplicably depressed.

"Is it really impossible to change?

I just want to be a tree, is it so difficult? "

Just when the old peach tree was desperate, he kept muttering to himself, "It's over, it's really over now." The little monkey suddenly sat up and looked around, as if he was frightened.

In fact, when the little monkey just lay down, there was a sudden sound in its ear, which made its hair explode instantly.

"Impossible, how could there be animals here? I can feel the sound of other animals around me.

But where did this unintelligible sound come from?"

The little monkey blinked in confusion and hid his body deep under the leaves. He couldn't find the source of the sound. It didn't dare to sleep at all. If another leopard suddenly came to bite it while it was sleeping, it would be terrible. Big hair.

Following the sound, the little monkey was surprised to find that the sound came from the old peach tree.

It touched its head. At this time, it was very puzzled and confused. After a day of exploration, it should probably know.

Things like trees shouldn't be able to talk, right?

But the scene in front of him seemed to jokingly overturn all the common sense it had today.

Although the little monkey didn't understand what the tree was saying, he tried it and found that he could make this sound. This made him so happy that he kept muttering "It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over." It's over now... As a tree, I have tried my best. If I want to blame this unsatisfactory monkey, I don't want to eat the peach. I am so tired.

But when I talk about monkeys, I think of Journey to the West. When I think of Journey to the West, I think of Journey to the West, a Sino-US co-production in the second half of this year. It has blossomed both in style and style.

OMG!

What on earth am I talking about?What are you thinking?What’s going on with this Sino-US co-production of culture and sports?What on earth are these things in my head?”

The old Taoshu, who has been alone for more than 1000 years, has long considered talking to himself as one of his active skills. If nothing happens, he can talk to himself as much as possible.

But at this time, it was surprised to find that there was another voice that kept repeating what he said. Following this voice, it discovered that the monkey could actually talk.

wrong!

The most important thing was that the monkey could actually hear what he said. The originally desperate old peach tree instantly ignited hope, and even a trace of joy.

After being alone for 1000 years, it finally has an animal that can hear what he says. More importantly, as long as the monkey understands what it means, this disaster may be strangled in the cradle.

Old Taoshu cleared his throat and said: "Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, I am Bajie!

Nonsence!

Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, listen to me. Please help me pick that peach. This is not a good peach. When it matures, all the ferocious predators and herbivores on the island will gather here to snatch it. This fruit, and this peach, has a fatal attraction. Its fragrance can make the animals more excited, and the whole island will be plunged into a feast of killing."

The old peach tree hadn't said this sentence so freely for a long time, but after it finished speaking, it found that the monkey actually imitated him and repeated what he said, and jumped up and down very happily.

Unbelieving, the old peach tree repeated the words several times. The little monkey heard the old peach tree make another sound, and felt surprised and interesting, so he also repeated it. At first, the speech speed was not very fast, but gradually he was able to match it. Said just as fast.

Gradually, the sky began to turn white, marking the arrival of the next day, and the chirping of birds sounded from all over the island.

After a night of communication, the old peach tree finally despaired. The monkey could indeed hear what he said, but couldn't understand it.

“Here’s a hair ball for you!”

"Brother Shen!"

"Ok!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

In this regard.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.