Remembering the last time Su Jie and I were about to get intimate, a few monkeys came to disrupt. Now, trying to hunt a goat, this monkey was once again causing trouble. I grabbed a bamboo stick from my pocket and swung it fiercely towards the monkey's face.
However, the monkey was extremely agile, effortlessly evading my attack with its upside-down body and quickly jumping onto a tree, emitting low squeaking sounds.
I felt frustrated; this monkey was too cunning, and dealing with it seemed challenging. Moreover, these creatures held grudges, and if one of them got hit, it could attract a whole group, leaving me helpless. Although I planned to ignore it and continue hunting the goat, when I turned back, I was almost stunned, a wave of dread rushing over me.
Near the small goat, several half-sized gray wolves had suddenly appeared! These wolves moved swiftly, their eyes gleaming with fierceness as they surrounded the small goat. Before long, the goat let out a mournful cry, collapsing heavily on the ground, emitting muffled sounds.
Observing the scene of the wolf pack hunting up close, their brutality and ferocity shocked me. I was certain that even with firearms, surviving under the siege of the wolf pack would be impossible for me alone. These wolves might not have encountered firearms before, but I dared not bet on their courage, and I certainly wouldn't risk my life to find out.
"There are wolves on this island!" This discovery made me feel extremely uneasy. Discovering a wolf pack was scarier than finding a tiger; their cunning and cruelty were enough to instill fear in many hunters.
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As I watched the gray wolves gleefully enjoying their meal, I quietly retreated, just wanting to get away from them as quickly as possible. However, to my surprise, the monkey that had pulled me before was still following me.
At this moment, my feelings toward this monkey weren't as aversive. If it hadn't pulled me just now, I might have already faced the wolves, and now it would likely be a life-or-death situation. Could it be that this monkey pulled me to save me?
Looking around to ensure there was no danger, I stopped and waved at the monkey that had been following me. It seemed to sense my goodwill, jumped down from the tree, and squatted in front of me, staring at me with a strange face.
I noticed that this monkey looked quite ugly, with many scars on its face, appearing somewhat fierce yet comical. This fellow was definitely not a docile creature. To express my gratitude, I took out a small dried fish from my pocket and handed it to it.
The scarred monkey sniffed it, opened its mouth, and swallowed it down, making satisfied squeaking sounds. Unexpectedly, this fellow was extremely greedy, finishing the fish and extending its furry hand, gesturing for more. Normally, I would have slapped it, but thinking that it might have saved my life just now, I hesitated for a moment and took out another dried fish, handing it to the monkey.
The scarred monkey became even happier after eating, starting to dance on the ground. It seemed to really like the taste. Then, surprisingly, it grinned and pulled out a stone from who knows where, handing it to me. Judging by its expression, it seemed to be a gesture of gratitude?
This monkey was incredibly smart. I was both surprised and amazed, looking down at the stone it gave me. Strangely enough, there were inscriptions on the stone!