Chapter 1:
I am a travel anchor.
My schedule is packed, keeping me busy.
On a mid-July evening, while everyone else was going home, I was still at the zoo, connecting with other anchors.
When I connected with the biggest fortune-telling anchor on the internet, I was watching the monkeys.
The young man on the screen was dressed in a Taoist robe, with long hair and a crown.
He looked quite authoritative.
I aimed the front camera at the monkey and greeted him, "Master Shanyuan, hello.
I'm Xiaojiang, and the content of this live broadcast is about monkeys." His gaze swept over the monkeys, and he frowned, looking grave, "He is a monkey from Huaguo Mountain.
He once broke into the Palace of the King of Hell and erased his name from the Book of Life and Death.
He is alive, but his lifespan has ended." Barrage: [What is this? Is it a special episode for the Hungry Ghost Festival?] I turned around.
The monkey had smooth fur but hunched back, looking old.
Its eyes were cold and it kept knocking its head towards me, one after another.
The sound echoed in the quiet park.
"It is asking you to borrow life by knocking its head.
'One year, two years,'" Shanyuan spoke like an emotionless broadcasting machine.
I turned around and kneeled in front of the monkey, knocking my head with it, saying, "Give me back my lifespan! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" I knocked fast, hard, and accurately, bewildering the monkey.
Shanyuan said, "Who told you that you could do this...?" He continued without expression, "Minus one year, minus two years." The monkey finally realized what was happening.
We faced each other and kept knocking heads.
But it was old after all, and its head-knocking speed couldn't match mine as a young person.
Smoke started to rise from its forehead, but it couldn't match my speed.
Barrage: [An anchor knocking heads with a monkey, is this what I get to watch for free?] While knocking heads, I shouted into my phone, "If you haven't followed yet, click to support the anchor's head-knocking." I was strong and had excellent physical strength.
With forty-seven extra knocks, I wore out the monkey and it died.
Shanyuan looked at the sunset behind me and said, "Before the zoo closes, leave this place.
"There is only one parrot here that tells the truth.
"Do not make eye contact with the python." He paused, cleared his throat, and said in the tone of a promoter, "If there is a problem, you can visit our Qingtian Temple mini-program to purchase talismans, with group prices as low as 9.9 yuan each."