บท 191: Monkey

The monkey who stood no taller than twenty inches was towing the foothill-sized divine pangolin behind him. When it entered within the line of sight, it stopped short from the group. It opened its mouth and out came a dry and jerky voice, "Can you really kill every single bug here?" 

Although Wen Leyang had prepared himself, his skin still crawled upon seeing the creature. The monkey scratched at its ears and cheeks in embarrassment; it spoke in Mandarin and not in the Tibetan language.

The monkey had a fire red body and big blue eyes, which glowed faintly under the golden light of Gu Xiaojun's torch. They looked cold and sharp, like ice crystals.

The giant pangolin was laying down beside the monkey and did not move, half his body had sunken into the carrion swap. One could not be sure if the pangolin was still alive.