The macaque cubs struggled to crawl out of their mothers, their little faces crumpled and their hair still clinging to blood.

Mu Zhengyang found a thin and sharp stone chip nearby, and used the stone to help it cut the umbilical cord attached to the stomach.

The three poachers on the ground have all been unjointed by Mu Zhengyang and have completely lost their combat effectiveness.

Mu Zhengyang ignored them, first sent the little macaque home, and then boiled a basin of hot water, mixed it with warm water to wash the whole body of the little macaque.

After washing, the little macaque, with golden hair and dark round eyes, turned very spiritually, and looked at Mu Zhengyang with a grunt.

"Is this a macaque or a golden snub-nosed monkey? This golden hair is more beautiful than many golden snub-nosed monkeys!", Mu Zhengyang looked at the macaque cub and liked it very much, a bit like the Monkey King Monkey King Sun Wukong in Journey to the West, so he had an idea full of evil taste, and said: "Your future name will be Sun Xiaosheng!"

The little macaque seemed to understand Mu Zhengyang's words, and stretched out its fleshy little paws to touch Mu Zhengyang's face, and its furry tail shook happily in the air.

Mu Zhengyang was like a baby, holding the little macaque in his arms and gently patting Sun Xiaosheng's back.

It didn't take long for Sun Xiaosheng to let out a cry of "oh oh oh ......".

Mu Zhengyang thought that Sun Xiaosheng was probably hungry, so he boiled some rice cereal with the water in the jade bottle.

After Sun Xiaosheng finished eating a bowl of rice cereal, he fell asleep in a daze.

Mu Zhengyang used hay and a few pieces of cotton clothes to build a simple nest for Sun Xiaosheng, put Sun Xiaosheng in the nest, remembering that the three poachers were still next to the stream, they all lost their mobility, and if they were thrown directly in the wilderness, they might encounter some fierce beasts.

Although several of them also deserved it, Mu Zhengyang had no intention of enforcing the law himself, so he went down the mountain from Wangri Cliff to the village committee of Zhangshu Village.

The time was three o'clock in the afternoon.

After a few cadres go home for dinner at noon, they usually go back to the village committee at about 2 o'clock and stay until about 5 o'clock in the afternoon before going home.

The village committee of Zhangshu Village is a small two-story bungalow, which used to be the teaching building of the old Zhangshu Village Primary School, and later the state concentrated excellent teacher resources and implemented the policy of merging primary and secondary schools, so it was transformed into a village committee and a health room.

Mu Dahai, the current secretary of Zhangshu Village, is Mu Zhengyang's uncle, in his fifties, dressed very old-fashioned, likes to wear dark tunics, and often wears a military hat, is extremely fair in doing things, and has a lot of prestige in Zhangshu Village.

It only took Mu Zhengyang forty-five minutes to walk from the Nanshan Academy on the top of the Wangri Cliff to the village committee.

Mu Dahai was sitting in the office reading a newspaper, on the table was a steaming white large porcelain iron cup, the bottom of the large iron cup was still missing a piece of lacquer, there were a few pale yellow chrysanthemums floating in it, and the fragrance of chrysanthemums mixed with moisture came out of the iron cup.

Mu Zhengyang knocked on the wooden door with the knuckles of his fingers, and said with a smile: "Uncle, are you still reading the newspaper?"

Mu Dahai raised his head and said with a smile: "What kind of wind is blowing today, blowing Yangyang here! I heard that your kid saved the Z county magistrate and his father in the county, and he didn't even leave his name when he left, you are a living Lei Feng!"

Mu Zhengyang waved his hand and said: "Saving people is just a gesture, not worth mentioning! Uncle, I came to you today, I have other things!"

"Oh, what are you looking for me?", Mu Dahai asked strangely.

"I caught three poachers on Tiannan Mountain today, and they killed a macaque that was a man tall!", Mu Zhengyang explained.

"Are you saying that you caught three poachers, and they also killed a macaque that was only one man tall?", Mu Dahai repeated Mu Zhengyang's words in surprise.

"Uh-huh!", Mu Zhengyang nodded.

"You're not kidding, the poachers are all extremely vicious, not to mention three, even if it's one, it's difficult to catch it, besides, we do have macaques on Tiannan Mountain, but the macaques are basically only half a meter high, how can there be a man-high macaque?

Mu Dahai felt that the content of his words was too unbelievable, and it was difficult to believe what Mu Zhengyang said for a while.

"Uncle, I'm not joking! Those three poachers have been restrained by me, and they are still lying on the edge of a stream in the mountains! There are snakes, wolves, and wild boars in the mountains, and if we go late, we may not even find their bones!"

Mu Zhengyang looked at Mu Dahai and said with a very serious expression.

"Then I'll call a few more people and go into the mountain with you to have a look!"

Mu Dahai saw that Mu Zhengyang didn't look joking at all, and he watched Mu Zhengyang grow up, and knew that Mu Zhengyang was not the kind of frivolous person, so he went out to call someone for help.

When the people in the village heard that three poachers had killed a man-tall macaque on the mountain, and that the three poachers had been caught by Mu Zhengyang, they were all skeptical.

Mu Zhengyang took them to take a shortcut, walked for an hour and a half on the mountain road, and finally arrived at the place where he met the three poachers when he practiced calligraphy before.

The three poachers were lying in the pile of rocks, and after hearing the chaotic footsteps, they showed a hopeful expression, they were afraid that Mu Zhengyang would leave them in this deep mountain and old forest, even if they were not eaten by wild beasts, they would starve to death, but if they were taken out, there would be a glimmer of life.

"This ...... What a macaque! Looks like it's an adult's height!"

"The world is so big, could it be that this monkey has become a spirit?"

"I think it's very possible, otherwise how could a macaque grow so big?"

......

The villagers who came to see the excitement surrounded the corpse of the macaque and pointed at the corpse of the macaque in amazement.

"Don't take pictures, go around and search around!"

Mu Dahai stopped a few villagers who wanted to take pictures and told them to go around and take a look.

Mu Zhengyang took advantage of the fact that the villagers were all going to watch the macaque corpse, and quietly walked away, anyway, the rest of the matter, Mu Dahai would deal with it, and it was useless for him to keep it.

A few minutes later.

The shotguns discarded by the three poachers were found, and Maki had them packed in plastic bags.

"Yang Yang is really a god, these three people each have a shotgun in their hands, but they are restrained by Yang Yang!"

"That's not the strangest thing, you see a few people don't have any signs of injuries on their bodies, and they are not tied, but I have been observing them for so long, and I can only see their eyes move!"

"Indeed, how did Yang Yang do it?"

The villagers turned their attention from the macaque carcass to the poachers, and wondered what to do with the three poachers lying in the rocks.