Chapter 432 The Promises of Black Ba (2/2)

Making a loud rumble, it jumped down from the branch and strode deep into the jungle.

This was the forbidden zone of the Dark Ember Forest; being the core area of the Lord of the Dark Ember, other monsters were prohibited from entering.

Anyone that entered was murdered. In time, no other monster dared to enter.

In the middle of the jungle was a wooden house. The height of this house wasn't even up to Black Ba's navel. The pattern of the wooden walls was ancient and covered in moss, the upper section was damaged due to the rain, and the top was covered by a broad leaf.

This wooden house had belonged to the guardian of the forest in the last century. A rusty ax was still hanging on the wall outside; obviously, this house had shown no traces of life for a long time, so no one could tell how long it had been abandoned.

Black Ba just sat beside this wooden house and looked at it dumbly, its fierce look gradually becoming peaceful.

This familiar surrounding scene made it feel as if it had gone 20 years back in time.

At that time, it had been just a one-year-old monkey. In the jungle, its arm had been shot by a poacher, and it hadn't been able to escape. Lying in the bushes, it had looked at the reflection of the poacher that gradually became bigger in its eyes.

”Woof, woof, woof!”

The guardian of the forest rushed from the other end of the forest with his mountain dog to chase away the poacher. He was an old man with graying hair, energetic and firm in his steps, like the wisest old king of the monkeys.

The old guardian of the forest took the creature back to the wooden house and cared for it carefully. He made herbs and wrapped up its wound with gauze. Sometimes, the monkey felt that living like this for the rest of its life would be rather nice.

Later, it was returned to the monkey gang. After it returned to the gang, it would sometimes sneak out and play with the old guardian of the forest. The old guardian of the forest was also very happy. Every time it came over, he would dig out some delicious peanuts from his pocket. From there, they became good friends.

After that, thirteen winters flew by, and the monkey had changed from a young monkey to the king of the monkey gang.

But one morning when it came over, it didn't see the old man dressed to patrol the mountain, it saw people carrying a stretcher that transported the old guardian away. The monkey realized then that the old guardian of the forest had grown too old, and he could not patrol the mountain anymore.

After that, one day, probably after a long time, people carried a coffin from the foothills to the mountain top and buried it just next to the small wooden house.

The monkey could smell the scent of the old guardian of the forest.

These people left hurriedly after burying the coffin and burning some stacks of papers. The scenario was similar to the time when the old guardian had been carried away on a stretcher; they were both done very hurriedly.

When everyone had left, the monkey stood before the grave and stared at the tomb. It seemed to remember something, then it crawled into the wooden house through the window. In a room, it found a roll of yellowish gauze and some dry herbs.

When I was hurt back then, you used this to heal me. Now, can I use it to heal you?

The monkey was very happy, laughing like an idiot.

”Aoo, aoo, aoo….” The low and helpless cries of the ape echoed in the forest.

Black Ba blinked its eyelashes, feeling dazed. It opened its eyes, shaking its slightly blurred head; it had fallen asleep accidentally.

Next to the wooden house was a small raised mound, covered in shrubs that flourished. They were just like the old man when he was alive, full of energy.

Thump, thump, thump.

Black Ba hammered its chest with its fist. This is the forest you wanted to protect. Though you're gone, I'll help you to protect it forever. This is Black Ba's promise!