Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 115 There is some fate, I can't shake it off
The trees in the mountains in the south, with young leaves sprouting and old branches, are lush and lush.

Chen Mou walked along the creek, and the spring flowers were brilliant in the mountains. He already knew that the wild spirit grass on the roadside was the owner's thing.

As a rich man with a net worth of more than 400 pots of monkey wine, he has long been appreciative of wild wealth on the roadside, and would not stretch out his hand to take it for himself.

What kind of medicine and money he needs can be exchanged for a jar of wine.

It's just that he doesn't need anything at the moment, and his cultivation is improving a little every day, so he is very satisfied with the status quo.

Hearing monkeys screaming loudly, Chen Mou stopped and looked up at the woods hundreds of feet away. Many monkeys were climbing, jumping and chasing after each other. It was a group of ordinary monkeys fighting for territory. This situation is not surprising. .

Chen Mou continued on without paying any attention.

The group of monkeys whizzed by, and with a "crack", a two-foot-tall black-haired little monkey fell to the grass beside his feet.

The green-haired monkeys climbed the branches and looked at them with different expressions. They all recognized the human beings who often walked around. They hesitated and did not dare to be presumptuous. They watched the little foreign monkey roll over and hide behind the human feet, seeking the protection of human beings. .

Chen Mou recognized the little monkey who had been caught with several wounds on its body. It had a green face and black hair. It was a cub of the famous howler monkey in the south.

Monkeys who have not enlightened often fight violently between groups.

Even if they are all blue monkeys, a group of monkeys on the top of a mountain will often lead to expulsion battles if they cross the boundary.

He walked south along the bank of the stream, and the little black-haired monkey cleverly followed suit, escaped from the threat of the monkey group, and still followed.

Chen Mou walked for more than ten miles, stopped, and looked at the little thing squatting on the ground.

He had come to the junction of the blue monkey and the howler monkey.

Looking at each other, the little monkey stretched out its paw and made a gesture of clasping its fists.

"It wants to follow you."

Squatting on the big tree on the opposite side of the mountain was an adult howler monkey with black hair and shiny skin. He grinned with an ugly smile and said, "It's called 'Tow'. It's a pity that it is a dumb, howler monkey who can't bark is a disgrace to the howler monkey tribe, so it was exiled."

Chen Mouran said that most monster monkeys who can open their minds will have a name, and if they want to be rewarded with a surname, they must have a second-level strength.

The innate abilities of howler monkeys are mostly in the roar.

God made an unfortunate joke for the lucky little guy.

He also didn't want to show off in the Green Monkey Tribe with an abandoned little burden, shook his head with a smile, and said to the little monkey in a demonic language: "I live in the Green Monkey Tribe, so it's not convenient for me to take you around, you should go back home!" Go to the southern border."

He flew north without looking back.

The remaining howler monkey cub looked left and right. Under the watchful eyes of the adult howler monkey, it backed away in fear, sniffing its nose and chasing north.

A hint of disdain appeared at the corner of the adult howler monkey's mouth, that human being was too cowardly, hiding in the territory of the green monkey department, he didn't dare to take a step, and he wouldn't eat him.

Chen Mou went back to the yard of Danyangfang, and when he returned to the island, it was already the next morning.

Surprised to see a little black-haired monkey squatting and nibbling a fruit in the Liujiao Pavilion, Chen Mou took another look at Lao Yuan who was enjoying the tea with half-closed eyes, sat down, took out a can of good tea from his sleeve, and placed it on the table. On the stone table, he ignored the little monkey on the ground quickly approaching his feet.

He reached out and poured himself a cup of clear green tea.

After Lao Yuan pretended to be a ghost and enjoyed the misty tea fragrance and took a sip of tea, Chen Mou asked with a smile: "Where did you pick this little thing?"

Yuan Hou put down the teacup, put the tea pot on the table into his sleeve and accepted it with a smile, and said slowly: "It came to the door by itself, and it was discovered by those fools who were not vigilant when they touched the slope of the grave in the middle of the night. The little guy said that you are its master, so Lord Shishan sent the monster monkey to send it to Luofenpo, waiting for you to come back for business."

Chen Mou smiled and mercilessly exposed it face to face, and said, "Old Yuan, please make up a story next time, this little thing is a dumb monkey, it can't speak."

Yuan Hou pulled the corner of his mouth, and replied with the same hey, "Chen Daochang, please be more patient, and see if the little thing can write."

Chen Mou lowered his head and saw the little black-haired monkey, dripping with saliva, writing "I can't speak, I can read and write" on the bluestone with his finger. The crab crawling font is much stronger.

I don't know how the little thing learned how to write?
Chen Mou, who was slapped in the face, said to the little monkey: "I'm not your master, whoever took you in, who will you hang out with from now on."

The corner of his mouth turned towards Lao Yuan, making a blatant gesture.

But the little monkey shrank back to Chen Mou's feet.

Yuan Hou laughed and said: "There are some fates that can't be shaken off. Chen Mou, you'd better admit it. You only have one name. It will live in Luofenpo from now on. You don't have to worry about it eating and drinking, just treat it as a child." It’s about doing good deeds.”

Chen Mou glanced suspiciously at the monkey-faced man, and seeing Yuan Hou nodded slightly, he agreed.

"alright."

"I still don't kowtow to your master."

Yuan Hou instructed the little monkey to watch the little monkey obediently kowtow three times and complete the simple ceremony, then he used spells to trap the black-haired little monkey and send it to the other side of the lake.

The two watched the little monkey land on the shore, and using both hands and feet, ran into the fruit tree forest in the distance.

"Anything to say?"

Chen Mou asked with a smile.

Lao Yuan, who has been sleeping for thousands of years, is not a good monster in his bones, but he persuades him to do good deeds. There must be a reason for it.

There is a graveyard slope between him and Lao Yuan.

The direction of the big interests is the same, but I don't worry about being cheated by Lingshi.

"Little things are not dumb. Those idiots of the howler monkey tribe are ignorant, they know how to shout ghosts all day long, and they don't know how to read a few more classics left by their ancestors. Big Yin'seed expulsion, blinded their monkey eyes, fortunately I met you, accidentally saved a monkey's life, otherwise I would not have found the clue."

No matter how much Yuan Hou drank tea and pretended to be elegant, he couldn't hide the fact that he had no bones.

There is a lot of foul language and foam at the mouth.

Chen Mou understood that the little black-haired monkey was able to roam the tribe of green monkeys alone, passed through many monkey territories along the way, and was able to survive to the bottom of the grave, which was the result of Lao Yuan's secret care. He asked curiously:

"Then how can we make the little monkey talk?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, there is a saying that 'If you don't make a sound, you will be a blockbuster'. When the time comes, it will naturally make the loudest roar. You have found a treasure... How should I thank my old man who has made a difference? "

Yuan Hou stretched out his furry paws, rubbed his three fingers together, bared his teeth with a wicked smile on his face, and blatantly asked for a fee.

In front of many monkeys, he had to put on the majestic pretensions of his ancestors, even if he was a mud-bodied bodhisattva.

Only when he gets along with Chen Mou, the Lord of Jade Bi, his aggressive monkey nature is fully exposed, laughing, cursing, playing rogue, doing everything.

Chen Mou was surprised and said: "Didn't I give you a can of spirit tea with ten spirit stones? Before you turned around, you forgot. This memory is not necessary."

Yuan Hou smiled and scolded a foul word, "You are cruel, you can get a pot of spirit tea with ten spirit stones, and next time there is such a good thing, hmph, you won't have a share."

"Haha, it's supposed to be mine, so it won't escape."

Chen Mou was very appreciative, poured tea on the opposite side, raised both hands and said: "Thank you for your care."

Yuan Hou grinned and said, "That's about the same."

After drinking the tea, he said again: "If you have time, you can go to the long-armed monkeys for a walk, 'green monkeys brew wine, black monkeys roar, and long-armed monkeys don't use their hands to write seals'. You can see it after you have seen it. To learn the unique skills of gibbon monkeys, it depends on how you work hard?"

Chen Mou reacted immediately.

"You are talking about drawing inscription patterns on refined weapons to improve the quality of weapons!"

He is really curious, the seal pattern does not use hands, is it using feet and tail?

Now that Lao Yuan has mentioned this, when the time is right, he will definitely go to visit and learn some inscription patterns from the gibbon monkey tribe by way of exchanges.

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(End of this chapter)