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Chapter 1758: The bent Osmanthus in the Moon Palace (11)

Chapter 1758: The bent Osmanthus in the Moon Palace (11)
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Wu Gang!

Carrying a sharp axe with a cold glint, the bull-like muscular brother was a Master of Wine while chopping trees all day long. After all, there was no mobile phone or WiFi in the Moon Palace, so what was he doing? He had to find something to do.

It was obvious that the monkeys had all seen Wu Gang before, and they were all deeply afraid of that man. Upon hearing his name, they even temporarily sobered up from their alcohol addiction and looked at each other in fear.

"Luan 'er!" The wine monkey was so scared that he let out a big and stinky burp. He waved his hands and said,""No! No! Kachaa! Kachaa!"

It made a chopping gesture, meaning that Wu Gang would chop off its head.

Zhang Zian tried to persuade them,""Let me ask you, does this moon laurel forest and the moon laurel tree belong to Wu Gang?"

The wine monkey translated his words to the other monkeys. The monkeys were stunned and shook their heads.

"That's right, the land, trees, flowers, and fruits don't belong to Wu Gang. They belong to all of you, and the wine made with these things should also belong to everyone! What era was it already? why was there still such a backward private system! This was a reversal of history! If there's wine, we'll drink. If there's money, we'll spend it. We must achieve common prosperity!" He said with righteous indignation.

Vladimir nodded as he listened. The director's level of thinking had improved again.

The monkeys were confused. However, as the old saying goes,"wine strengthens one's courage". Under the effect of alcohol addiction, they, who usually avoided Wu Gang, were hooked by the osmanthus wine described by him. At this moment, even if he told them to exchange one arm or leg for a bowl of osmanthus wine, they might agree.

It was really hard to say that he was addicted to alcohol.

Zhang Zian further incited,"

"Eat wild fruits, prepare wine, and go straight to Guanghan to battle Wugang. Wugang has good wine!"

"Eat his mother, drink his mother. If there's not enough, find Wu Gang!"

"If we don't work, if we don't store food, we'll all have a good time!"

The monkeys had never heard such bewitching words before, and they were immediately tickled by it.

That's right! Why do we have to work so hard to collect wild fruits to store food for the winter? Wu Gang has wine and meat, why can't we eat? Just snatch it and it'll be over!

"Squeak!"

"Squeak! Squeak!"

The monkeys were excited, beating their chests and stomping their feet. Their faces were full of murderous intent, as if Wu Gang really owed them wine. They looked at Zhang Zian as if he was their Savior who had guided them to the light.

What did he, the 'Savior', actually do? All Kong did was shout a few slogans.

How did Wu Gang offend this group of monkeys? He brewed his own wine and drank it himself. It had nothing to do with the monkeys, but now the monkeys felt that he owed them wine ... What kind of logic was this? Just because he had something, he had to Rob?

The elves shook their heads. This strange slogan was obviously encouraging the monkeys to enjoy life and not work hard, promoting the unhealthy trend of "let's get drunk today", but because it catered to these monkeys 'mentality of reaping without sowing, it actually got such support from them? The world was really degenerating day by day, and the heart of a monkey was no longer ancient.

The only one who wasn't surprised was the monkey's kind, Pi.

As early as the first time it entered the dream world, when it was caught by the monkey charlatans and forced to perform, Pi already knew how selfish and ruthless its kind were. Later, its experience in the dream of the machine further confirmed this point, so it had no sympathy for its kind at all.

Zhang Zian saw that all the monkeys had been mobilized, so he gave the wine monkey a look. The latter hesitated for a moment, made up his mind, and nodded heavily. How could it not want to drink the osmanthus wine? usually, just by smelling the fragrance from afar, it would almost pounce over several times.

Not only did it agree, but in order to show its determination, it even opened the wine cellar that it had just sealed and shared the fruit with the monkeys to let them ferment some of the fruit, which already contained a small amount of alcohol.

The monkeys fought to eat the fruit. After a while, they were drunk and their steps were unsteady. They were even more crazy. Their faces were red and their necks were thick. They played with each other, beat their chests, and roared with all their might. They hung themselves on the branches with their tails and swayed back and forth. They were obviously two male monkeys, but they were riding together ... As if they had endless energy to vent.

There were also monkeys who tried to provoke the elves with the excuse of being drunk, but they were asking for trouble.

The strict elves, such as fina and Vladimir, couldn't stand the disgusting and ugly behavior of these monkeys.

In the legends, the reason why Walker sun dared to wreak havoc in the heavenly Palace was most likely because the monkey had secretly drunk too much wine at the Queen Mother's banquet and had gone crazy.

There was no helping it, the monkey was not good at drinking and was addicted to alcohol.

If this was the real world, Zhang Zian would feel bad. After all, he was tricking a group of monkeys into risking their lives. However, this was not the real world. These monkeys should just be game characters similar to strange fish and toads. They thought that they were real, and what they did was similar to the monkeys in the real world. In fact, they were not. Therefore, he did not have to feel guilty. Very few people would feel guilty about unknown characters in games.

Richard landed on his shoulder and said,""Kaka! You idiot, you were probably born at the wrong time. "

"Why do you say that?" He asked curiously.

Richard rolled his eyes."If you were born in the ancient times, with your shamelessness and instigation, you might have been able to leave your name in history as 'Zhang Xiuquan, the king'."

"Who's Zhang Xiuquan? I'm Zhang Zian. " He waved his hand to drive it away."Bandit names and whatnot ... How unpleasant."

After the wine monkey finished eating the fruit, he burped loudly with the help of the wine. Fight Wu Gang! Fight Wu Gang! Fight Wu Gang!"

The monkeys didn't wait for his orders and ran towards a certain direction in the forest. The wine monkey was also mixed in, waving to Zhang Zian and the others to follow.

"Squeak squeak."

Pi stopped them, waved the wooden stick in its hand at them, and then performed a sweep, a vertical slash, a straight stab, a pole vault, and other uses.

The characteristic of the monkeys was that they were good at imitating. When they saw that there were so many ways to play with a wooden stick, they jumped onto a nearby tree, broke off the branches, and used them as wooden sticks. They imitated Pi's movements and waved them around. After a while, they were very good at it.

Although the monkeys weren't elves, they were strong in adapting to the gravity and environment here. They were also vicious and merciless with the help of alcohol. Coupled with their fearless madness from their addiction to alcohol, they were a force to be reckoned with.

Zhang Zian gave Pi a thumbs-up. Now that the monkeys had weapons, they would definitely be much stronger than if they were unarmed. He had overlooked this before.

The monkeys waved their wooden sticks and hollered like a primitive tribe as they marched towards the vast cold Palace.

But why did this look like a group of monkeys on the flowerfruit mountain wreaking havoc in the Moon Palace?

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