Chapter 67

Monkey Head Gang.

The monkey corpses were all placed in one place, arranged in a row.

The high-level officials of the gang gathered, looking at the large number of monkey corpses on the ground, their faces all very ugly.

An elder lowered his head, investigated for a while, then pinched a finger technique, drawing out the poison from the monkey corpses.

The poison was pitch black, floating in the air like a stream of black smoke. The air became faintly hot.

"It's fire poison."

"This will be difficult to investigate."

Mount Huoshi is filled with infinite geothermal heat, red flames, and fire poison.

It can be said that fire poison is very abundant. During the period when Mount Huoshi was not blocked, as long as they entered the Red Flame Demon Melting Cave, cultivators had the ability to condense fire poison.

The raw materials are so abundant, and it is very convenient for cultivators to make fire poison, which makes it difficult for the high-level officials of the Monkey Head Gang to investigate along this clue.

Yuan Er's face was very gloomy.

He had just mobilized all the elders, explaining the major crisis currently facing the gang. Just when they were in urgent need of monkeys to show their value, one-third of his monkey pets died directly!

The elders looked at Yuan Er one after another.

Their gazes carried worry, but also expectation and scrutiny.

Compared to his father Yuan Yi, Yuan Er has not been in power for many years. He has not made much achievement and cannot convince the public.

Now, the entire gang is facing danger; can this young cultivator hold the helm?

"Leader, what should we do now?" An elder asked directly to test him.

Yuan Er thought for a while: "Monkey pets cannot be missing!"

"If we can't show our value, the business of picking fire persimmons will no longer be ours."

"Hurry up and search, buy other monkeys, and replenish our strength!"

The elders frowned one after another.

"Even if we do this, in a short time, we can't train these monkeys to be mature."

"It can only be said that it's better than nothing."

"No, I think impatience will spoil things. Once the training is not enough, these monkeys will fail to pick fire persimmons and trigger an explosion in the fire persimmon forest. Such a result is even worse for us!"

"You might not know yet, right? There are very few monkeys on the market, and many monkeys near the Xiancheng have also been hunted and killed." An elder spoke up.

"There is such a thing?" The others were surprised, and Yuan Er also cast an inquiring gaze.

The elder who spoke nodded: "Recently, the Demon Hunting Society has received a large number of orders to capture wild monkeys alive."

"Even on the black market, monkey pets are being bought at high prices."

Yuan Er narrowed his eyes: "Who is buying?"

"Is this the same party as the murderer who poisoned our monkey pets?"

The elders frowned and pondered.

They all felt a chill.

"Leader, someone is targeting us."

"This is a trap; someone is setting a trap to harm us!"

"Who could it be?"

An elder stared at Yuan Er: "Leader, the enemy is bullying us to this extent, so what are we hesitating about?"

"Find them, kill them!"

"If the old leader were still alive, he definitely wouldn't hesitate."

Yuan Er's face was livid, almost blurting out: "Fart!"

How can this be fought?

According to the current situation, the force poisoning their monkey pets is most likely the Flying Disc Workshop.

Workshop owner Chen Cha is the mechanical cultivator who designed and manufactured the mechanical fire-exploding monkeys.

Once the Monkey Head Gang performs poorly in the Huoshi Festival, his mechanical fire-exploding monkeys will take advantage of the situation to seize the market and win the business of picking fire persimmons, making a lot of money.

Chen Cha is not the key; the key is Seeing Fei Si behind him.

Fei Si, this Golden Core cultivator, is ruthless and vicious; who doesn't know this after living in Huoshi Immortal City for a long time?

Yuan Er is extremely worried that if he investigates further, he will find Chen Cha.

Then he will be embarrassed.

It is definitely impossible to pursue.

But if he doesn't pursue, it makes people feel weak and disappointed. His position as leader will be severely shaken.

Immediately, Yuan Er stared fixedly at the elder who proposed to go to war, his heart full of the urge to strangle him.

He knew that this elder had always coveted the position of leader.

The gang is like this.

It is not a family, nor a sect. There is no bloodline, no master-disciple relationship; it mainly talks about interests. Whoever is strong is the master, whoever can lead everyone to make a fortune is the head!

The elder is very good at playing power games; one squeeze made Yuan Er fall into a dilemma.

Yuan Er thought rapidly, making a thoughtful look: "The point now is not this."

He looked at the many monkey corpses on the ground: "These monkeys are many of my Monkey Uncle's descendants. With such a big thing happening, we must first ask the old man's meaning."

In an instant, the tense atmosphere of squeezing and coercion disappeared.

Although the old leader Yuan Yi passed away, he left behind his spirit pet—Yuan Dasheng!

This Fire-Melting Demon Ape fought side by side with Yuan Yi, started from scratch, and established the foundation of the Monkey Head Gang step by step. Today, it is the pillar of the gang!

Once Yuan Dasheng was mentioned, all the elders were shocked.

Most people couldn't help but feel a heavy sense of awe in their hearts.

Yuan Er breathed a sigh of relief secretly, turned and left: "Monkey Uncle is sleeping, I'll go wake him up."

Everyone hurriedly said: "Let Monkey Lord sleep until noon, don't disturb its sweet dream."

Yuan Er insisted: "That's you; I wake it up, naturally there will be no problem. You don't follow, to prevent Monkey Uncle from being unhappy and beating you up."

Yuan Er left the scene leisurely, and the elders dared not follow.

Yuan Er left alone, his back revealing a sense of triumph.

Many elders couldn't help but slander: "Really relying on the monkey's power!"

Yuan Er drilled into the tent.

He saw an old ape lying on its side, sleeping soundly.

It had a huge body, deep red thick hair, and a very burly figure.

It was covered with scars of all sizes, adding a vicissitudes and tough temperament to the old ape.

Yuan Er subconsciously lightened his steps, came to the front, and called softly: "Uncle Dasheng, Uncle Dasheng."

"Dasheng, Dasheng..."

Yuan Dasheng's breathing was long, and in the calls, it vaguely dreamed of its old master Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi was in rags, disheveled, holding a wooden bucket and returning, full of joy: "Look what I begged back?".

"It's the leftovers from the Yan Hong Building; the timing was just right, they hadn't poured it out yet, and I snatched a big bucket back!"

"We have a treat, we have a treat."

Yuan Yi ran to the side of the ape and placed the bucket on the ground.

"The name I gave you is really good! Dasheng, Dasheng, every meal can eat so many leftovers, what a blessing."

When the ape was still growing, its appetite was huge.

It had long smelled the fragrance, couldn't wait to plunge into the bucket, and ate wildly.

Soon, it wiped out all the food.

It had just sat down when it heard Yuan Yi's stomach growling.

It was stunned immediately.

Yuan Yi grinned: "Hehe. I've eaten, I've eaten!"

The ape's cheeks were bulging high; that was the last mouthful of food.

The speed of its chewing slowed down.