In the depths of the mountain forest, there was a clear stream and a turquoise pool.
Chen Xu commanded the puppet Daoist soldiers to lie in wait outside the pool, silently observing.
A group of monkeys gathered on the empty ground by the pool, at times anxious, at times angry.
Moreover, waves of accusations struck Little Monkey Twelve like a rapid storm.
The large monkey angrily said, "Little Twelve, oh Little Twelve, how could you be so careless? You smelled the healing medicine and didn't tell us.
If you had said something earlier, we could have gone together, and perhaps we could have exchanged for that healing medicine!"
Some other young monkeys, who were also just beginning to develop intelligence, gathered around, mocking: "Ji ji ji, Little Twelve is so stupid..."
Another young, particularly strong monkey sneered and said, "Even if this fool had said anything, what of it? In my opinion, its nose is only sometimes accurate, and its words aren't necessarily trustworthy.
