The macaque cub struggled to crawl out of the mother's body, his face wrinkled and his hair stuck to blood.

Mu Zhengyang found a thin and sharp stone nearby and used the stone to cut the umbilical cord to his stomach.

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

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

The little macaque washed away, with golden hair and round eyes, black and black, and was very spiritually rotating, looking at Mu Zhengyang in a gurgling manner.

"Is this a macaque or a golden monkey? This golden hair is more beautiful than many golden monkeys!" Mu Zhengyang looked at the macaque cubs and liked it very much. He was a bit like Sun Wukong, the Monkey King Monkey King in Journey to the West, and then had an idea full of evil spirits and said, "Your name in the future will be Sun Xiaosheng!"

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

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

Not long after, Sun Xiaosheng let out a "Oh oh..." scream.

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

After eating a bowl of rice paste, Sun Xiaosheng fell asleep in a daze.

Mu Zhengyang used hay and a few pieces of cotton coats to build a simple nest for Sun Xiaosheng and put Sun Xiaosheng in the nest. He remembered that the three poachers were still next to the stream, and they all lost their ability to move. If they threw them directly into the wilderness, they might encounter some ferocious beasts.

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

It's three o'clock in the afternoon.

The village committee usually has very little work. After several cadres go home for lunch, they usually return to the village committee around 2 o'clock and wait until around 5 o'clock in the afternoon before going home. If there is any trouble, they will go back in advance.

The village committee of Zhangshu Village is a two-story bungalow. It used to be the teaching building of the primary school of Zhangshu Village. Later, the country concentrated outstanding teacher resources and implemented the policy of merger of primary and secondary schools, and was transformed into a village committee and a health center.

The current secretary of Zhangshu Village, Mu Dahai, is Mu Zhengyang's uncle. He is in his fifties and dresses very old-fashioned. He likes to wear dark Zhongshan suits and often wears a big military hat. He is extremely fair in his work and is quite prestigious in Zhangshu Village.

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

Mu Dahai was sitting in the office reading newspapers. On the table was a steaming white large white porcelain iron cup. There was still a piece of paint missing at the bottom of the large iron cup, and a few light yellow chrysanthemums were floating in it. The fragrance of chrysanthemums mixed with moisture came out of the iron cup.

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

Mu Dahai raised his head and laughed, "What wind is blowing today? Yangyang is blowing! I heard that you saved County Mayor Z's father in the county, and he didn't even leave his name when he left. You are a lively lei!"

Mu Zhengyang waved his hand and said, "Saving people is just a small task, it is not worth mentioning! Uncle, I am here to find you today, there is something else!"

"Oh? What's the matter with me?" Mu Dahai asked strangely.

"I caught three poachers on Tiannan Mountain today. They killed a macaque with one person tall!" Mu Zhengyang explained.

"You mean you caught three poachers, and they also killed a macaque with only one person tall?" Mu Dahai was so surprised that he repeated Mu Zhengyang's words.

"Yeah!" Mu Zhengyang nodded.

"You're not kidding. Poachers are all extremely vicious. Not to mention three, even one, it's hard for you to catch them. Besides, there are indeed macaques on Tiannan Mountain, but macaques are basically only half a meter high. How could there be macaques with one person? You might have met a savage!"

Mu Dahai felt that the content in the words was too incredible and could not believe what Mu Zhengyang said for a moment.

"Uncle, I'm really not kidding! Those three poachers have been restrained by me and are still lying by a stream on the mountain! There are snakes, wolves, and wild boars in the mountains. If we go late, we may not even be able to find their bones!"

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

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

Mu Dahai saw that Mu Zhengyang was not joking at all, and he watched Mu Zhengyang grow up and knew that Mu Zhengyang was not that kind of frivolous person, so he went out and asked someone to help.

When the people in the village heard that three poachers killed a macaque with one person on the mountain. The three poachers were caught by Mu Zhengyang, and they all had a skeptical attitude. Some of them were very curious, so they volunteered to follow up the mountain to check.

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

The three poachers were lying in the pile of rocks. After hearing the chaotic footsteps, they showed a look of hope. They were afraid that Mu Zhengyang would throw them into this deep mountains and forests, and even if they were not eaten by wild animals, they would starve to death. Instead, they would take them out and there would be a glimmer of hope.

"This... is really a macaque! It seems that this height is really as tall as an adult!"

"The world is so great that there are all kinds of wonders. Could this monkey become a spirit?"

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

...

When the villagers who came to watch the fun came to surround the macaque's corpse, they pointed at the macaque's corpse and were amazed.

"Don't take pictures, go search nearby!"

Mu Dahai stopped several villagers who wanted to take photos and told them to check around.

Mu Zhengyang took advantage of the villagers watching the macaque's corpses and left quietly. Anyway, Mu Dahai would deal with the rest, and it would be useless for him to keep it.

A few minutes later.

The shotguns thrown by the three poachers were found, and Mu Dahai asked someone to put the shotgun in a plastic bag.

"Yangyang is really amazing. Each of these three people had a hunting rifle in their hands, but Yangyang was suppressed!"

"This is not the strangest thing. You see, there are no traces of injuries on several people, nor are they tied up, but I have been observing them for so long, and I can only see their eyes moving!"

"Indeed, how did Yangyang do it?"

The villagers shifted their attention from the macaque corpses to the poachers, and were puzzled by the three poachers lying in the rocks.
Chapter completed!