Suddenly, the monkey felt that the buyer was talking to the man in a low voice, but it couldn't hear clearly. It just felt like their business was done, the man sold it, and he could hear the sound of counting money.
Then the buyer took it away, walked to a bustling place like a hotel, opened the bag, used a pair of long-handled iron pliers to take it out of the snakeskin bag, and stuffed it into an iron cage hanging on the wall. It had been restless, with sad eyes, wondering whether what they whispered had anything to do with it.
At noon that day, the monkey saw a man coming over, stared at him for a while, and said to himself, this golden monkey is really good-looking, it would be a pity to kill him. But there is no way, those distinguished guests have to enjoy Houyan.
Only then did the monkey understand that the buyer wanted to cut its skin and meat into dishes for guests. It was extremely uneasy and hostile to the man standing outside the cage.
He opened the iron cage, then put in an iron clamp to clamp its neck. He may have used too much force, and the monkey screamed in pain.
The man carried it to a smoky kitchen and stuffed it into an iron shelf with a hole in the middle, just enough for the monkey's head to come out.
The monkey felt like a prisoner on a torture rack. When disaster struck, it couldn't break free and continued to scream.
Seeing that it was extremely frightened, the man smiled ferociously and said, "Monkey, I really don't want to kill you, but a group of VIPs came to the hotel and ordered monkeys worth 20,000 yuan. There was nothing I could do. I was ordered by the boss, but An executor.
Then the man didn't care about that, and quickly poured a small bottle of gasoline on the monkey's furry Tianling cover, and lit it with a lighter. The flames burst into flames, burning fiercely, and the monkey let out sharp tears in pain. He screamed heart-breakingly, but his neck was stuck and he couldn't move. Only his lower body limbs were twitching violently, and he was feeling indescribable pain.
The monkey's forehead was scorched, and its body was shaking in pain.
The man didn't care about that. When he heard someone calling at the door whether the dishes for the monkey feast were ready, he raised his voice and replied, "Okay, okay."
Actually it's not done yet. I saw him take out a pick and hammer from the tool box he carried, use the pick to draw an oval on the monkey's Tianling Cap, and then align the sharp end of the pick with the edge of the oval, just like a stonemason chisel. Use a hammer to tap the upper handle of the pick.
With each gouge, the monkey let out a scream until blood gurgled out of the struck area. After countless continuous chisels, the monkey's Tianling Cap was chiseled into an oval, peeled off and thrown away.
The man's hands were stained with monkey blood. After rinsing them in the sink, he hurriedly carried the iron shelf holding the live monkey to the VIP restaurant. 20 guests were already sitting around a large round table filled with various ordinary dishes.
The man came over and took out a round wooden board from the middle of the big round table, leaving a large hole where he could place the iron shelf that trapped the live monkey.
In this way, the live monkey's body was isolated, and only its head was exposed. It opened its golden eyes and looked pitifully at the people holding chopsticks around the big round table.
The man arranged the rare monkey dish and said with a wave of his hand, it's ready to eat.
How to eat it? one guest asked.
The man demonstrated, picked up a spoon, and scooped out a dome-shaped tofu-like monkey brain. The dying and painful monkey let out a sharp scream.
The man scooped out the white monkey brains, mixed them with soy sauce and vinegar, and turned them into a dark purple color. He said to the guests, "Everyone, just eat them like this." The nutritional value of monkey brain is very high!
At this time, some guests followed his example, picked up the spoon on the table and scooped the monkey's brain hard, ignoring the monkey's miserable cry, just to satisfy their taste.
While some were scooping up monkey brains, the monkey suddenly screamed and dropped the spoon in his hand out of fright.
Some people couldn't bear to eat monkey brains, so they put down the hesitant spoons they were holding, or scooped up other vegetable soups, secretly telling themselves: Never eat monkey brains, it's too cruel.
Of course, there were a lot of people who calmly and sinisterly ate the monkey brains several times in a row. They thought they tasted pretty good and nodded repeatedly. Some people find it troublesome to scoop out the monkey brains separately and mix them with seasonings, so they simply mix soy sauce and vinegar into a small bowl, sprinkle a little salt, pour it into the hole in the monkey brain, and stir it. Just scoop it up and eat it with relish.
The monkey stopped barking. It may be dead, but it has not given up. A guest bent down and took a look under the big round table. Its body was still shaking slightly.
At this time, the monkey's soul has already left its body. After all, it is not the soul of a human being. It is specially sent by the underworld to capture it. Its soul drifts out of the hotel and is about to return to the forest park where it remembers. , an attraction from the center of the earth immediately sucked it into the underworld and restored it to its past life - the undead soul of a woman named Bao Fulong.
When Bao Furong saw that she had died a tragic death within a few years of being reincarnated as a monkey, she felt extremely aggrieved and complained to herself that King Yama should not have allowed her to be reincarnated as a monkey. After all, she was turning into a beast. Why not give her a generous gift and let her become a monkey? What about a free-flying bird?
As soon as this idea came to her, the Chakravartin King, who had his own mind, knew about it. He immediately blew out a puff of air, and with just a breath, he blew the soul of her reincarnated dead monkey out of the underworld and attached it to a part of the jungle in the Yang world. A myna egg is hatching in a bird's nest on a tallow tree.
One day, a young starling emerged from its shell, like a ball of meat. Under the care of its mother, it ate its hairy breasts. It often stretched out its neck with only a few velvety hairs and opened its yellow belly with a crop. Its mouth is devouring the bugs that its mother has worked hard to catch from the wild. Gradually, its feathers have grown plump and it is about to take a test flight.
Suddenly one day, a shepherd boy who was herding cattle in the jungle heard the cry of the young starling. He looked up and saw a bird nest hanging on the tallow tree. The young starlings were caught in flight and sold to Hou Liangshan, a young man who liked to walk birds, in the town.
Hou Liangshan works in a rural fishery. His boss, Long Dafa, contracts hundreds of acres of ponds. His job is to guard the pond every day to prevent outsiders from stealing fish, and from time to time, he cuts some grass and throws it in the pond to feed the fish.
Of course, it is very easy for him to catch fish. The fish pond in that large water area is actually also called a reservoir, and some people call it an artificial lake. There was a raft moored on the shore of the lake. He often rowed the raft to the center of the lake and cast a net to catch some wild fish such as crucian carp for extra meals. If fresh carp or other free-range fish are caught, they are usually put back into the lake to let them continue to grow, and then be caught again at the end of the year or every other year.
On this day, Hou Liangshan came to the fish farm carrying a birdcage with a myna in it. While he was feeding the myna small crucian carp, he was seen by Long Dafa who came to patrol the fish farm and heard the myna cry happily after eating. It flaps its black wings from time to time. When the black wings are spread out, a few white feathers are exposed, just like a person wearing black clothes, unbuttoning and revealing white lining, which is particularly beautiful.
Long Dafa approached Hou Liangshan and sighed, this is quite fun, where did it come from?
bought. Long Dafa looked at the myna in the birdcage hanging gently on a big branch and told him bluntly. Then he asked Long Dafa, who was looking at him curiously, "Boss Long, do you want it?"
Long Da was stunned for a moment and remembered that his family lived in a five-story high-rise building in the city. His beloved wife Ye Hongjuan often asked if he could buy a parrot and keep it in a cage, so as to bring some life to the family.
At this moment, when he saw the lively and cute myna, he thought it was no worse than a parrot, so he answered him, "Liangshan, how much will it cost, sell it to me."
Boss Long, if you want it, I won’t sell it. Hou Liangshan took down the birdcage hanging on the branch, handed it to him and said, I can only give it to you.
Long Dafa took the birdcage and looked at the myna in the cage with a smile. The myna seemed to recognize him or was afraid of him, and kept beating in the cage. Long Dafa didn't know what to do, so he put the birdcage away. On the ground, the myna slowly returned to calm.
When he picked it up again, the myna was still jumping around, so he put the birdcage stuffer on the back seat of his car. When he drove the car back, there were a few pieces of bird droppings on the leather cushion of the back seat, so he picked up the birdcage with the myna in it. When he handed the building over to his wife, he teased that this myna was both fun and annoying.
I like myna. Ye Hongjuan took the birdcage and praised it.
The myna was chirping in the birdcage, and she saw Ye Hongjuan was a little excited, flapping her wings and raising her tail. This made her think it was quite fun, and she thought the myna was hungry and wanted to be fed.
She took out a sausage from the refrigerator, unpacked it, cut it into the size of small French fries with a kitchen knife, stuffed one sausage next to the birdcage, hoping that the starlings in the cage would peck at it. Unexpectedly, the starlings didn't appreciate it or weren't excited. Not even looking.
