Zhang Zian muttered in his heart, why do the monkeys value these wild fruits so much? Or could it be that these wild fruits had some hidden attributes, the kind that eating one was equivalent to three years of bitter cultivation?
He tried to channel his inner energy ... But he felt like farting.
He probably ate too many wild fruits.
"Tell them that we can trade, but we have to do it face to face. We'll get the goods with the money. Otherwise, what if they take the wild fruits and run away?" He said.
This meaning was difficult to express. Pi gestured for a long time before the monkeys could barely understand.
"Squeak!"
"Squeak! Squeak!"
The monkeys quarreled with each other for a while, and when they couldn't win, they started fighting. Finally, they reached an agreement under violence.
Pi was speechless.
The monkeys gestured to Zhang Zian and the others to follow, then ran in one direction.
