Don't care about them. The monkeys were timid, and he just didn't see them, so as not to scare them away again.

When the water was boiling, he put the fish bones and hemp rope into the water and boiled them, and then collected some herbs in the vicinity and prepared them into a numbing medicine, which the wounded monkey ate to eat.

He wiped the herbs off the monkey's back and washed the wound with warmth. He took the thread out of the twine, pierced the monkey's flesh with a fish thorn, threaded the twine through it, and sewed up the wound for it.

Xu Mo had no experience, and the fish bones were not tough, and they were pierced in the flesh of the monkey and broke several times. So much so that although the monkey took anesthetic, it still screamed in pain, but fortunately, it also knew that Xu Mo was treating his own injuries, although he howled in pain, but did not struggle.

When the other four monkeys saw it, they all looked frightened and frightened, and reached out to cover their eyes, not daring to look.

Xu Mo tossed for a long time before he finished stitching up the monkey's wound, and he also had a stinky sweat, so he changed the herbs to smear the monkey. The monkey lay on the dead grass, and for a moment it seemed that he had no strength to move.

Xu Mo reached out and gently stroked its head a few times, and the monkey 'chirped' a few times, which was regarded as a response. Xu Mo glanced at the surrounding environment, lowered his head and thought about it, then walked into the woods and caught a pheasant and came back.

He killed them by the river, plucked the chicken feathers, gathered some spices, condiments, and herbs that were useful for the recovery of his wounds, put them in a clay pot with the pheasants, filled most half a jar of water, and hung them on a shelf and boiled them.

When he caught pheasants and went to the river to kill them, the other four monkeys became more and more curious, and kept watching from a short distance after him, and when he had finished killing the chickens, they put them in jars and boiled them. The four monkeys had already picked up chicken feathers from the river and started playing. The chicken feathers are stuck in the ears and heads, and they are beating and making trouble, which is very lively.

Xu Mo took advantage of the clay pot boiling on the fire, returned to his residence, and returned with a wooden spoon, a few clay bowls, and table salt. By the time he returned, the water in the crockpot had already boiled, and the mixed aroma of spices, condiments, and chicken was indescribably tempting.

The four monkeys were sitting around the crockpot, drooling for a long time. Several times I tried to reach out and touch the crockpot, but the injured monkey stopped from drinking.

The wounded monkey was the head of the family, and the female and the other three little monkeys were very afraid of it, and although they were extremely curious about the contents of the crockpot, they did not dare to touch it when they saw its fierce expression, and their saliva flowed longer.

When Xu Mo saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel funny. As he approached, the four monkeys cried out and fled together.

But the fragrance emanating from the crockpot was too tempting, and the four monkeys only escaped a few steps this time before they turned back and stared at Xu Mo and the crockpot together with four pairs of red eyes.

The injured monkey still maintained its original posture lying on the ground, and when he saw Xu Mo coming back, he yelled at him a few times, Xu Mo couldn't understand what it was saying, squatted down, and checked the injury for it again, and saw that the injury was intact and there was no sign of rupture, so he was relieved.

As the chicken gradually cooked, the aroma in the air became stronger and stronger, and Xu Mo lifted the lid of the crockpot and sprinkled some salt into it.

The four monkeys didn't know when they couldn't stand the temptation anymore and walked closer. They were afraid of Xu Mo, so they stood on the other side of the crockpot, separated from Xu Mo by the fire. Standing on tiptoe, he looked into the crockpot, but his saliva almost reached the ground.

"Ahem!"

Xu Mo pretended to cough, and the four monkeys were immediately startled, screaming and running away. After escaping a few steps, seeing that Xu Mo had no other movements, he surrounded him again.

When the chicken was cooked, Xu Mo took out a clay bowl, filled a bowl of chicken soup with a wooden spoon, and when it was cold, he handed it to the injured monkey and motioned for it to drink.

The monkey smelled the aroma of chicken soup for a long time, and the degree of curiosity and greed was not at all lower than that of the other four monkeys, but because he was injured, he didn't dare to move without Xu Mo's instructions, and his saliva flowed down, and he had already wet that small piece of the ground.

After getting this bowl of chicken soup, I smelled it, and saw that it was the same as the fragrance emanating from the crockpot, so I immediately held it with both hands, regardless of whether it was a little hot, and drank it cleanly, and after drinking the chicken soup, I licked it a few times on the inner wall of the pottery bowl.

When the other four monkeys saw it drink chicken soup, all four pairs of eyes stared at the clay bowl without blinking, and kept swallowing their saliva. When the monkey finished drinking the chicken soup, his eyes unconsciously moved to the crockpot.

Xu Mo clearly heard the sound of them swallowing saliva, which was not only funny, but also funny, and immediately took four more pottery bowls, filled them with chicken soup, put them on the grass, and motioned for the four monkeys to take them and drink them.

The four monkeys were afraid of Xu Mo, but they couldn't bear the tempting aroma of the chicken soup, and after looking at each other, they finally slowly approached. His eyes were staring at Xu Mo's movements, but his claws slowly stretched out and held the pottery bowl.

As soon as he held the pottery bowl, he quickly picked it up and withdrew it, and the four monkeys moved in unison, as if they had been trained.

After evacuating to a safe distance, like the injured monkey, he picked up the pottery bowl and poured it violently. After drinking the chicken soup, he stared at the crockpot with unfinished eyes.

Xu Mo gave them the rest of the chicken soup to drink, and then gave them the chicken to eat. So he picked up the clay pots, clay bowls, and other things, and went to the river to wash them.

When he came back from cleaning, the wounded monkey suddenly screamed at the female, and the female responded a few times, and suddenly rushed to the objects on the ground with lightning speed, picked up the crockpot, and ran deep into the woods. The three little monkeys remained where they were.

The injured monkey turned its head and barked at Xu Mo a few times, Xu Mo couldn't understand what it was saying, but it was expected to have something to do with the female monkey taking the crockpot.

At this time, Xu Mo couldn't help but be curious, sitting on the grass and not moving, wanting to see what the female monkey wanted to do when she took her crockpot.

Soon after, he saw the female monkey returning the same way, carrying the crockpot in her hand, jumping to the front, putting the crockpot in front of Xu Mo, and then quickly retreating.

The wounded monkey yelled at Xu Mo a few times, motioning for him to look at the crockpot.

In fact, Xu Mo didn't have to look at it, with his strong sense of smell, he had already smelled the contents of the crockpot. It smelled like wine, but the taste was much lighter than the wine I had seen before, and it was accompanied by a light fragrance, with a faint sweetness, and even some mango flavor.

Xu Mo approached, stretched out his hand and picked up the crockpot, and looked carefully, the crockpot contained more than half a jar of amber liquid, which looked a little cloudy, but it smelled good.

The injured monkey yelled at Xu Mo again, but this time, Xu Mo understood, he put down the crockpot, scooped a spoonful into the crockpot with a wooden spoon, and sent it to his mouth.

What was in the clay pot was indeed wine, but it was made of mango, and although the taste was light, it was fragrant and sweet to drink, and it was very refreshing, but it was far from being comparable to ordinary wine.

Xu Mo is not a person who loves wine, especially recently, his sense of taste is strong, and the general taste is difficult to enter his mouth, but the taste of that mango wine is really good, and even he can't help but drink a few more spoonfuls.

When the wounded monkey saw that it had drunk the mango wine in the crockpot, it called a few more times, but there was a bit of joy in his voice.

Seeing this, Xu Mo said that he was grateful to him for treating his wounds, and cooked chicken soup for his family to drink, so he asked the female monkey to take a jar of mango wine and thanked him. It's just that in the empty mountain, where did these monkeys get the wine, but Xu Mo couldn't figure it out.

But he didn't bother to dig deeper.

The monkey's injuries were quite serious, and although Xu Mo was using medicine like a god at this time, it would take at least three or five days for the monkey's wounds to heal.

The monkey was injured and could not move, and Xu Mo was worried that its injury would be repeated, so he moved his things over and lived nearby. The dew on the mountain was very heavy in the early morning, and it was easy to cause inflammation on the wound, so Xu Mo cut down the tree and pulled the grass, built a small shed above the monkey, and covered it underneath.

For the next few days, Xu Mo identified the herbs every day, took care of the monkey, changed the dressing for it, caught a pheasant or a hare, and cooked the broth for the monkey family to drink. The other four monkeys gradually became acquainted with him, and when he approached, they did not hide away.

In order to make it easier to identify, Xu Mo named each of the five monkeys. The valley is full of wild fruit trees, so Xu Mo gave them names related to fruits.

The injured one is the monkey father, Xu Mo calls it mango, the female monkey is the monkey mother, Xu Mo named it Grape, the other three monkeys are their children, the older two are twins, just a female and a male, the male one is slightly larger, Xu Mo calls it star fruit, the female one is called an orange, and the youngest one is a male monkey, Xu Mo named it Longan.

The monkey that Xu Mo saw in the wild mango forest was the smallest longan.

He called the five monkeys by the names of the five fruits, and over time, when the five monkeys were called, he knew that they were calling themselves.

The empty mountain valley, accompanied by a few monkeys, also adds a lot of joy to life.

When Mango's injuries were healed, Xu Mo moved back to his residence, and these monkeys had already been nourished by the broth he cooked every day, so they also followed, refusing to leave.

Xu Mo had no choice but to help them build a shack near his residence and let them live.

The monkey's imitation ability is very strong, Xu Mo went to the mountains to hunt, catch pheasants and hares, five monkeys followed, over time, also learned, Zhilu Dao himself went to catch pheasants and hares.

But they couldn't learn Xu Mojing's ability to breathe and pretend to be dead and wait for the pheasants and hares to take the bait by themselves, so they became impatient, and inevitably made the chickens and rabbits jump and chase after them all over the mountain.

Killing chickens and plucking feathers, slaughtering rabbits and skinning them, the five monkeys have learned well, but they are impatient, and usually they can't get clean, but fortunately they make their own food, but there is no monkey dislike.

Xu Mo has quiet breathing in his body, so he doesn't have to eat for many days, and sometimes he exercises his sense of touch or climbs a mountain to feel his state of mind, which is several days at once. The five monkeys slowly learned to cook on their own, relying on the seasoning that Xu Mo had already made, but they could barely cook the broth.

It's just that the monkey's eyes, which were already red, were smoked by the smoke, and they inevitably became more and more red.