Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 52 The Monkey King, Please Drink Monkey Wine

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Wipe the bamboo floor with a cloth, put the medlar on it, then take out the yam, wash it, peel it with a bone knife, cut it into pieces and throw it into the stone pot.

Add crocodile meat and crocodile bones, add water, add wild ginger, add yam, and simmer over low heat.

After that, he came to the cave again, punched the marinated crocodile meat with a bone drill, threaded it on a rope, and carried it out of the cave one by one, and hung it under the eaves of the small bamboo building for ventilation and cooling.

Unhurried, unhurried, unhurried, this is the leisurely life in the mountains.

There is no fast pace of modern cities, no comparisons, no pressures, and no need to save money to buy a house or a car in order to marry a wife... because there are no women here.

Of course, there are no various entertainment programs here, so you must learn to bear loneliness, endure loneliness, and try to find things that make you feel happy.

Such as training, try to make yourself stronger, and try to climb to the top of the food chain.

For example, to find food, expand your own recipes, and increase your own happiness.

Of course, raising some small pets, teasing and masturbating is also a way of pastime.

Just like he is now, lying on the bamboo chair, watching the sunset of the lake and mountains, eating fresh fruits, and petting the big golden cat, the little days gradually become moist.

It's a pity that the little furball likes to stay on the roof of the bamboo building, as if suffering from persecution paranoia, except for eating and sleeping, it basically squats on it at other times.

If the sun is too hot, it will go to the treetops in the small forest in the back mountain and squat, using the leaves to block the sun. After all, its hair is very long and it is not easy to dissipate heat.

It is also because of its longer fur that Yun Buliu feels it is more comfortable to stroke it.

Although it would discharge electricity once in a while, he was not so afraid of it now, although after being shocked, he would still twitch involuntarily.

But at least now he is no longer foaming at the mouth, no incontinence.

As for Little White Snake, this lazy guy, except when he's hungry and likes to crawl into his arms when he sleeps, he basically sleeps on the wicker chair at other times.

His body is getting longer and fatter day by day, his appetite is getting better and bigger day by day, but his temper is also getting better day by day, and he doesn't like to fuck him anymore.

Thinking about it, the little milk tiger is better, although his temper is a bit more lively, he always likes to sneak into the grass when he has nothing to do, and is chased by those fools in Goose Village, screaming and jumping all over the ground.

But at least this silly cerebellar axe has added a lot of fun to his life.

A few days later, Yun Buliu went to the fruit forest again, and had a fight with the golden monkey king.

This time, they didn't fight in the orchard, but in the open land to the north of the orchard, towards the dense forest.

Without the constraints of the fruit forest, and without worrying about destroying the fruit forest, the golden monkey king's fighting power was at full strength, and the black stick was danced by him until only an afterimage remained.

All of a sudden, it really forced Yun Buliu to become a little flustered.

Fortunately, a quarter of an hour later, Yun Buliu took the initiative, picked and pressed the tiger teeth in his hand, and easily broke its crazy monkey stick technique, making it no longer so coherent.

He found that once the monkey's black stick became less coherent, its lethality dropped instantly.

An hour later, a man and a monkey fell on the grass, panting heavily.

The little hairball squatted on the fruit tree in the distance, dismissing the fruits on the tree.The surrounding monkeys did not dare to do anything to it, and even stayed away from it.

Seeing them stop, the little milk tiger yelled and ran towards Yunbuliu.

The golden monkey king stood up, squeaked towards the orchard, and saw a monkey carrying two rounded bamboo tubes and handing them to him, and he threw one of them to Yunbuliu.

Yun Buliu took the bamboo tube and shook it, there was the sound of water inside.

He looked at the monkey in surprise. The monkey picked up the bamboo tube, unplugged it, and then started to drink.After taking a few sips, it signaled that the cloud would not stay and drink.

Fearing that Yunbuliu would not understand, it repeated the movement of drinking water and demonstrated it to him.

Yun Buliu was amazed by the monkey's intelligence, he didn't expect them to know how to use this simple tool to hold water in a bamboo tube.

He pulled out the top cork, which was a piece of wooden cork wrapped in withered grass.

As a result, as soon as the plug was pulled out, the aroma of fruit and alcohol came out of the bamboo tube.

"Is this monkey wine?" He couldn't help asking, looking at the Monkey King.

Monkey wine basically only exists in legends. It has appeared in many film and television works, but it is impossible to see it in reality.

Yun Buliu never thought that the monkey king would actually give him this thing.

Now it seems that those monkeys picked so many fruits back, it is estimated that a large part of them were used to make fruit wine.

So, how much monkey wine did they store?

He weighed it slightly, and estimated that the bamboo tube weighed about one to two catties.

The monkey obviously failed to understand Yun Buliu's question, but just watched eagerly, as if wishing him to drink the fruit wine in his hand.

Originally, he wanted to go back and find a few fools from the Goose Village to try it first, but seeing the eager eyes of the Monkey King, he knew that he was a little bit "treating the monkey's belly with the heart of a villain".

He carefully pointed at the opening of the bamboo tube, and took a sip.

The next moment, a sweet breath diffused in his mouth, the taste of alcohol was very light, more fruity, it seemed that there were all kinds of fruits, the mouth was mellow and smooth, and he couldn't help but take another big sip.

Seeing Yun Buliu's movements, the monkey beside him jumped and screamed, looking very happy and proud, scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, and grinning.

Yun Buliu couldn't help laughing at that small appearance, and stretched out his thumb to it, "It's amazing! I like it very much!" After a pause, he continued: "I'll come to you again in a few days, and I'll bring you some Here comes the barbecue, I hope you will like the taste of the barbecue."

The monkey obviously couldn't understand what he meant by these words, so he raised the bamboo tube, motioned to it, and then took another sip of the wine in the bamboo tube.

The monkey jumped for joy, squeaked, and drank too.

After sitting with the monkey for a while, Yun Buliu talked to himself, then got up to leave.He took the remaining half of the fruit wine in the bamboo tube, picked some more fruits, and turned to leave.

After climbing up the stone beam, he heard the roar of a bear in the forest to the north.

The little fur ball squatting on his shoulder babbled and almost made Yun Buliu pick it up and throw it out, but luckily it didn't discharge.

The little milk tiger standing at his feet was startled, and couldn't help shivering.

But maybe seeing that the other party seemed to be far away and there were people supporting him, so he stretched his neck and screamed at the dense forest in the distance.

On the edge of the fruit forest, the golden monkey leaned on a black stick and yelled "Huhuhuhu" at the forest.

Gradually, the roar of the bear faded away.

Yun Buliu glanced at the dense forest to the north, then turned and left.

He felt that it was necessary to find a time to meet the big black bear in the dense forest to the north.

The golden monkey dared to fight it right and bared its teeth at it. Since he could beat the golden monkey, there was no reason to be afraid of that big black bear!
As the sun set, their figures cast a long reflection on the stone beam.

(End of this chapter)