One hundred yuan to survive: this anchor has a conscience but not much

Chapter 313 Kill the chicken to warn the monkey

The two of them finally ran back to their residence. As soon as they returned, they quickly closed the door with a bang.

A few bugs that followed them closely followed them into the house and were killed by them.

"It took me eight lifetimes of bad luck to meet these monkeys."

The photographer was so irritated that he wiped his face vigorously.

The faces of both of them were covered with juice and other things, which were all left by the monkeys.

Part of the juice pulp has dried on the body, and it feels really uncomfortable.

"This group of monkeys is so haunting, they follow us wherever we go."

Luo Cheng also looked ugly.

They originally planned to find some food today and take a look to see if there were any other suitable places to camp.

But as usual, when they were about to come back, the monkeys appeared.

They had been carefully paying attention to their surroundings along the way, for fear of encountering those monkeys, but unexpectedly they were discovered anyway.

The books in the tropical rainforest are tall, large, and extremely lush, and even sunlight cannot penetrate in many places.

If those monkeys were hiding high in the trees, it would be difficult for them to find them.

This feeling that the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light is really uncomfortable.

"Can we really find another suitable place to set up camp?"

"These monkeys seem to be everywhere, and this island is their world."

"If this continues, we may have to withdraw from the competition."

The photographer said disappointedly while washing his face.

There was spare water in the house, and Luo Cheng also washed his face and hands.

When the sticky feeling dissipated, he felt a little better.

"If that doesn't work, let's go find those monkeys who helped us before."

"They have a good relationship with us and should be able to help."

The photographer then thought of the group of repaying monkeys.

"It's true that they will help, but we can't rely on them forever."

"You can't go anywhere without bringing a bunch of monkeys with you as bodyguards."

"And although we have helped them, we should not repay the favor and let them continue to help us fight against the enemy."

Luo Cheng talks about things.

He also thought about this method, but in the end he felt it was not suitable and did not implement it.

Those monkeys have their own lives, and you can't bother them all the time.

"so what should I do now?"

"These seem to be getting more and more arrogant. In the past few days, we haven't been able to eat well or sleep well, and our condition has deteriorated a lot."

"If we continue like this, we don't need anything else, we will bring ourselves down."

"Withdrawing at this time, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get into the top three. This trip to a desert island will be in vain."

The photographer became angrier and more frustrated as he spoke.

He was still very greedy for the huge bonus, but now he was forced to this point by the monkey.

Without the help of the repaying monkeys, what would they do to deal with that group of flexible monkeys?

He is now restless when sleeping at night, fearing that the monkey will suddenly attack him. He simply cannot survive a day like this.

"Kill chickens to scare monkeys."

Luo Cheng thought for a while and said seriously.

This may be the last resort, but it is also a very effective method.

"You mean to kill the pheasant we caught and show it to them?"

"Does this really work?"

The photographer was a little skeptical.

They were lucky today. They didn't go out for too long before they encountered a pheasant. They successfully caught the pheasant alive.

But even if there happens to be a pheasant, isn't the term "killing the chicken to scare the monkeys" just used as a metaphor? Will killing the chickens really have an effect on the monkeys?
"Of course it works. This is a method passed down from our ancestors."

"Although monkeys are flexible and agile creatures, they are also afraid of something. They are afraid of blood."

"There are monkey tamers who take advantage of this to capture and tame them."

Luo Cheng remembered what he had seen in his spare time before. "Then when the monkeys come next time, can we just kill the pheasant in front of them?"

the photographer asked dubiously.

"Well, just pay attention to their movements next time."

"There are people who specialize in monkey training, and that's when they catch monkeys."

"Kill the head monkey in front of all the monkeys."

"Monkeys are afraid of blood. When the blood of the first monkey is splashed on the spot, they will cover their eyes in fear."

"At this time, the monkey catcher can easily catch other monkeys."

Luo Cheng spoke in detail.

"That's right, it sounds a bit cruel."

"But I didn't expect monkeys to be so afraid of blood."

The photographer muses.

This method seems to work indeed, you can give it a try.

"Cruelty is cruel, but many monkey trainers in the past used this method to catch monkeys."

"Every creature has a weakness, and the monkey's weakness is its fear of blood."

"We won't kill the monkeys, but it's okay to kill a chicken in front of them."

"The pheasant was originally meant to be eaten anyway."

"It would be better if I could scare the monkeys before eating."

Luo Cheng looked at Pheasant with intense eyes.

"Giggle!"

The pheasant felt the crisis. Even though it was tied tightly and could not move, it still screamed desperately.

The monkey would not give up, so the two of them waited patiently for the monkey's arrival.

They pay attention to the movement around them, and when the wind blows on the grass, they will open some doors and windows to check.

In the evening, the monkeys finally arrived.

"There are monkeys in the trees."

The sharp-eyed photographer saw two monkeys hiding in the tree.

"Kill the chicken."

Before the monkeys could make any move, Luo Cheng came out carrying the pheasant.

Luo Cheng scanned the surroundings first. With his understanding of these monkeys, he quickly discovered some monkeys even though they were hiding secrets.

The monkeys were indeed here, and they looked at Luo Cheng's movements curiously.

Luo Cheng placed the pheasant in the open space in front of the house, and the photographer held the pheasant firmly.

"Giggle!"

The pheasant had a premonition that death was imminent and screamed in panic.

Luo Cheng picked up a sharp stone with a thin edge and scratched it on the pheasant's neck without hesitation.

"Bah!"

Chicken blood splattered.

The photographer hurriedly took the basin, and the chicken blood was caught without any waste.

"squeak!"

Some monkeys screamed and they all covered their eyes.

This is really a special sight, and the photographer was stunned.

After reacting, he hurriedly raised the camera and took pictures of the monkeys around him. This was a rare scene.

A little monkey seemed to be too scared. He couldn't stand still for a while and fell from the tree.

The big monkey next to me seemed to be the mother of the little monkey. It was worried about the little monkey and came down in a panic.

But when it came down, its back was turned to this side, and it didn't dare to look at the chicken blood at all.

The pheasant made a gurgling sound in its throat. It was not completely dead. Its body was shaking and blood was pouring out.

Gradually, its movements became smaller and smaller, and soon it became motionless.

(End of this chapter)