Douluo's personal pendant

Chapter 83 One's Story
When Yi said his names and other people's respectful titles to him in ordinary language, Tang Fei's pupils shrank, and in his eyes, the surrounding light suddenly disappeared, and they all gathered behind Yi, as if there was no one. It exploded like a powerful bomb, and the light scattered.

"The first human being, are you kidding me? Have you met your ancestors?" Tang Fei didn't want to believe it, but he couldn't believe it. Among them, the whole body is filled with an aura of submissiveness. If it is not Tang Fei who is standing here, but other soul masters with a soul master, I am afraid that he will have to kneel on the spot and admit the master to the sect. But fortunately, it was not that Tang Fei had never met someone in the market, so he was naturally not in such a bad mood.

Yi didn't give Tang Fei a chance to speak, so he stood with his hands behind his back and raised his head slightly, only then did Tang Fei see what those eyes that had been tightly closed all along looked like. As youthful as a young man, flashing endless fantasies about the future, he seemed to put the stars in the sky into his eyes, just looking at the chaotic patterns on the ceiling, with memories on his face as if he was thinking of himself Talking to himself seemed to be speaking to Tang Fei.

"A long, long time ago, when I was not a human being, I was a young monkey who only knew how to sleep, eat, and peek at other female monkeys taking a bath. That was probably the happiest thing in my life, playing in the river with my companions every day. Playing around, climbing to a tall tree at night to sleep peacefully, day after day passed, until a hundred-year-old tiger broke into the habitat of our group."

"At that time, it was really like a god to us. No one could stop it. Even the most powerful patriarch in the group who had reached a hundred years was slapped to death by his claws. I was scared by it at the time. In a daze, I just stood by the river in a daze, holding the fruit I picked from the tree in my hand, and watched it throw me down. I still remember that its big bloody mouth still occupied us. shredded pork."

"I was thrown by him, and the back of my head hit a rock, and a big hole was broken. The blood stained the creek red at that time, and my consciousness became dizzy. I seemed to see a ghost in a daze. The shadow jumped on the tiger that was on top of me, and I passed out."

"When I woke up, I learned from the surviving companions of the group that the shadow was my elderly mother. It had reached the 99-year limit at that time, and maybe she would become the first of our group in a year. Two hundred-year-old soul beasts, that fierce tiger pulled the corpses of my mother and the patriarch together, and left after having a full meal under the watchful eyes of my clansmen."

"The weak prey on the strong, this is an inherent law of nature. After the tiger left, my clan returned to calm, elected a new clan leader, and began to live as usual. My partners also played around as usual, and everything was as usual. It’s the same as if it didn’t happen, but can it really be the same as if it didn’t happen?”

"I have so many emotions in my heart, but I don't know how to express them. I howled at my own kind, but they ignored me. I slapped them and gestured for them to ignore them. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore. I punched them. Then it attracted a group of monkeys to beat me up, and from that day on I stayed quietly by the river alone."

"They thought I was beaten by them, so they stopped communicating with me and didn't bring me food. I just drank water and ate weeds to survive. The gray and black shiny hair that I am proud of slowly fell off, revealing my white and ugly skin. My limbs also began to change. It was originally due to the thick muscles on my arms that often climbed on trees and my explosive legs. Regression, becoming extremely thin."

"They really thought I was crippled, and some monkeys even wanted to beat me to death. Fortunately, some monkeys stopped it, but am I really crippled? No, I'm thinking, I'm thinking about why my species wants to kill me. It is so difficult to become a 100-year-old soul beast, but other species can reach thousands of years, ten thousand years, I am thinking about why the tiger can take my mother's life so easily, and I am thinking about how to pass on my thoughts to my mother. Companion, how to express my emotions, how to make other monkeys understand my thoughts."

"So I squatted by the river, drank water and ate grass for more than 360 days and months, and said the first word in human history, live. After saying that word, I stood up and fell into the river under my feet. From the flowing water to the fruit on the tree, and then to the beast on the mountain, I call the action of stretching my legs and stepping on the ground again as striding, the continuous straddling is called walking, and the fast walking is called running."

"I started to go crazy, walking around, from the valley where I was, along the river to the plains, to other mountains, I don't know how many places I walked, crazy to match what I saw Their address, it seems that they should have been called that name, I just said their name."

"My footsteps began to step into other monkey groups. Some of them were attracted by my way of moving and my strange way of making sounds. They began to learn from me. I would also like to teach them and share my knowledge. My footsteps did not stop, I started to walk further away, and some of the monkeys imitating me followed me and followed me."

"The journey is long, and some monkeys couldn't stand it and left. Those who were close to the original group returned to their original group, and those who were far away and those who couldn't persist formed a new group. I kept walking and stayed with me. There are more and more monkeys around, and they let me be their leader, you must know that the leader of the monkey group is the most powerful monkey in the whole monkey group."

"Because I have been sitting withered for a whole year, my legs have prevented me from climbing to the top of the tree to pick fruit, and my arms have not allowed me to swing freely between the trees. I agreed, because I thought about whether I could Living with them, the answer is yes, I took them away, walked, I was attacked by powerful wild beasts, I was attacked by sudden landslides, I was attacked by unknown diseases at the time.”

"Some monkeys advised me not to go anymore, but I didn't listen. I told them to leave me, and I walked by myself. Some of them left, and some followed me. I really became us. We kept walking, and we walked for nearly For 50 years, until I came to a place where there was only water in front of me, I looked back and saw that we had become a large group of nearly a thousand people."

"Behind me, there are monkeys who are dying of old age from the group I have experienced. There are monkeys who are in their prime and worship me after listening to my stories. There are monkeys who follow their mothers. A smile appeared on my face that has never wavered for thousands of years, and under the fiery red sunset, I told them not to leave."

"When they heard these two words, some of them cried, some were annoyed, some were angry, some were happy, but no matter what they were, I was very happy because they were expressing their feelings in the words I created. emotions, we chose a place to settle down."

"Since then, I have thought about more problems, how to make the monkeys that follow me eat enough, how to keep the monkeys that follow me from being attacked by wild animals, how to keep the monkeys that follow me alive, I don't know why I started to turn quickly, and at that time I could quickly answer no matter what the problem was, I taught my group to use fire, build houses, and build fences."

"I taught them to communicate with the words I created, and since then, more and more monkeys who follow me can speak, because those who can't speak can't understand our communication or starve to death, or die from other reasons , until finally all our remaining monkeys learned to talk."

"One day, I still remember that day I was very happy, because finally a monkey came to me, he told me how to clean the wound caught by the beast, I was very happy, because I know I'm not the only monkey who can think, I didn't teach him, I wanted him to think of the solution, but he didn't figure it out until sunset, I was very angry and drove him back, after three days I heard he Dead, I am very upset, because I am the only thinking monkey left in the world."

"Another day, the monkeys from our tribe who went out to hunt came back, and they came back with another injured monkey. He was not from our tribe. I asked him which tribe he belonged to. When I came over, I looked at this monkey from other races curiously, but no matter how I asked it, it always looked confused. After that, it urinates and urinates at will and eats things from other monkeys’ homes. It is normal to say that because the monkey group does not have the concept of home, only the concept of the family, but we have. That day, I saw an emotion called fear in the eyes of other monkeys in the group. , the fear of becoming that wounded monkey.”

"On that day, I was very happy, because I knew that this fear would make other monkeys learn to think, just like I was afraid of the tiger that attacked our group, and the monkey who asked me how to deal with the wound was afraid of death, I believe This kind of fear will make my group learn to think, and sure enough, just as I thought, many monkeys in the group began to come to my house and ask me questions."

"In order not to repeat the previous tragedies, I patiently told them about my thinking, but later I found that most of their monkey questions were very common, and they could also think about the answers, but they were used to asking, and only knew how to think. Questions, but no answers, I gathered them together and told them that every seven days I would gather a group in the middle of the group to solve problems for everyone, but I only had a quarter of a circle to move the stick, so they After that, they didn’t ask those simple questions anymore, they started to think about the answers to the problems by themselves, they didn’t know how to ask other monkeys, and other monkeys didn’t understand, so they asked me at the rally.”

"As for the monkey we rescued, we didn't drive it away, because it has a hundred-year-old soul power, and it is a strong one even in our group. We helped him build a home, taught him how to speak, and expressed his willingness to wait for him when he was still injured. Here, I learned to talk, but when it recovered from the injury, it began to yell at the talking monkey. We began to shut it up and talk, and even tried to lock it in its house, but the house was made of wood, and it couldn't stop it at all. .”

"It began to bully monkeys everywhere in the group. This is normal among monkeys, because the weak prey on the strong. More and more people asked me how to prevent this foreign monkey from bullying themselves. This problem was difficult for me. I started to close I got out of the room and thought about this problem, and after thinking about it for seven days, I finally came up with a solution."

"When I walked out of the house, I heard a strange call. This is the method I taught them to use to gather the tribe after encountering wild beasts attacking the tribe. I followed the crowd and arrived at a room. Among the broken houses, the monkeys saw me get out of the way, and I walked to the front of the monkeys."

"Broken houses, scattered furniture, a male monkey fell on the ground with half of his head missing, and the crying of the female monkey came from the room from time to time, and the excited howling of the male monkey, one male and one One house per mother is a solution I proposed to solve the problem of two male monkeys fighting for a spouse. I didn’t expect that some monkeys would die because of this matter today. The expression of the monkey, besides anger and fear on their faces at this time, no monkey can stop it, because it is a hundred-year-old soul beast."

"I walked into the house and saw the female monkey whose head was smashed by the foreign male monkey who had lost her voice. The male monkey was still having fun on the female monkey's corpse. When he saw me coming in, he grinned at me. Wanting to scare me away, I got angry, and I used the special usage of soul power that I discovered a long time ago, that is, the later martial soul to stun it."

"After I tied it up, I took the monkey group to the open space where the meeting was held on weekdays, and tied it to the pillar. I looked at the surrounding monkey group, their faces were full of fear and anger, and I felt sorry for them. Said."

"Today, we won't be monkeys anymore."

"A monkey asked below, what shall we do?"

"I inserted the sharp stone knife prepared in my hand into the heart of the murderous monkey. It screamed, woke up and stared at me, I pulled out the stone knife, and the blood flowed all over the ground. And thus die."

"I made two slashes on the ground with the bloody blade."

"After getting up, I pointed to the two bloodstains on the ground, and looked around at the group of excited monkeys."

"From now on, we are not called monkeys, we are called people."

"people!"

In the hall standing in the clouds, Tang Fei looked at a pattern on the ceiling with his eyes. The pattern was a group of small people forming a circle, and a slightly smaller person stood in the circle. Beside him In one word, people!

(End of this chapter)