The soul penetrates Xiaozhi and destroys Gou Hao at the beginning

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The stick in the gibberish monkey's hand was originally just an ordinary tree branch from the forest where monkeys lived, but it has undergone a unique transformation to become what it is today.

It attacks by repeatedly striking with a wooden stick.

Its green fur can use sunlight to generate energy.

As you strike at lightning speed, your emotions will rise higher and higher.

Due to the influence of the energy within the gibbon's body over the years, the wooden stick in its hand has become capable of exerting special effects.

When it is struck with a special wooden stick, the power that gives life to flowers and plants is transformed into sound waves that spread outwards.

When the gibberish monkeys play near the flowers and plants, waving sticks, the green leaves become greener and the withered flowers become vibrant again.

This is actually a Grookey with a hidden ability!

This surprised Ash even more, and the excited Ash immediately got up and walked towards the Grookey.

However, what puzzled Ash greatly was that the Grookey, for some reason, wasn't carrying a stick; it was empty-handed.

It's important to know that the stick is very important for the Grookey Monkey.

At this moment, the little guy realized that he had been discovered by Ash.

So it turned and ran away, heading deep into the forest.

Ash wanted to follow, but was stopped by a voice.

"Young man, were you also tricked by that Grookey Monkey?"

Xiao Zhi turned around and saw that the person asking the question was a man wearing hiking clothes and carrying a hiking backpack.

"No, it just ran away when it saw that I had spotted it. May I ask who you are?" Ash asked.

"Oh, I'm a food merchant on Armor Island. If you need any ingredients, just come to me."

"Ingredient merchant? Do you have any ingredients for making curry?"

Yes, do you want to buy it?

"Buy some."

While the food merchant was taking ingredients out of Ash's bag, Ash took the opportunity to ask about the Grookey from earlier.

"Ask about that kid. He only recently started showing up around here, and he keeps stealing food from campers. That's when I come in."

In short, you'd better be careful too.

After paying for and taking the ingredients, and after the ingredient merchant left, Xiao Zhi had already come up with a plan.

Ash guessed that the Grookey was probably very interested in his food, which was why it was hiding behind the tree peeking.

Furthermore, as the food vendor just mentioned, the gibbon monkey frequently steals food from nearby campers.

Since that's the case, let's lure it out with food.

Ash set up a pot in the open space, cooked a pot of curry, then pitched a tent and crawled inside, waiting to ambush his prey.

As the aroma of curry wafted through the air, a rustling sound suddenly came from the depths of the dense forest.

Sure enough, the same rattlesaw monkey reappeared.

After looking around and making sure no one was near the food, the little guy ran straight to the pot, dipped his finger in some curry, and put it in his mouth.

After tasting the deliciousness of the curry, the little guy immediately started to eat it all up.

Seeing the little guy eating so heartily, Xiao Zhi, who was secretly peeking from inside the tent by slightly unzipping the zipper, smiled and didn't disturb it.

After the little guy had eaten and drunk his fill, he went back into the forest.

Ash and Pikachu immediately followed it into the depths of the forest.

After passing through a thicket of ferns, a wide-open clearing suddenly appeared before us.

Scattered across the clearing were many hard nuts, and the gibberish monkey was curled up in the center—its hands were empty, and it could only use its fists to repeatedly pound the stones on the ground.

It emitted a series of intermittent tapping sounds, the rhythm bumpy but carrying a tenacious, indomitable spirit.

Despite its knuckles turning red, it still wouldn't stop, making a pitiful yet stubborn chirping sound.

Pikachu jumped off Ash's shoulder and cautiously tried to approach Grookey, but the little guy suddenly spotted it.

It turned around, staring warily at Ash and Pikachu, and raised its fists to protect its chest, assuming a defensive posture.

Just then, a cacophony of monkey calls came from the nearby trees, and seven or eight monkeys swung down the vines and came over.

This is their territory, so they all looked at Ash and Pikachu, the two intruders, with haughty expressions.

The lead monkey shook its tuft of hair and tapped the ground with its two wooden sticks, making a rhythmic warning sound.

When his gaze swept over the rattlesing monkey, there was a hint of disdain in it. After all, this was a little guy who didn't even have his own stick and was already very unsociable. Now he had brought a stranger and a strange rat into the territory of the clan.

At the same time, a deep roar came from the forest, and a huge, powerful gorilla emerged from behind an ancient tree, holding a pair of huge drumsticks in its hands and scanning the forest with a majestic gaze.

All the pat-down monkeys immediately stopped what they were doing and bowed their heads respectfully. Even the stubborn tapping monkey showed a nervous expression as it paid homage to the leader of the tribe.

The thunderous gorilla raised its drumstick and gently tapped its drumhead three times.

These few muffled sounds were like a pre-arranged signal; the monkeys immediately and in unison raised their wooden sticks.

The rhythmic sound of the wooden stick striking the stone created a powerful melody, producing a stirring beat.

It seemed as if even the surrounding grass blades were swaying gently to the rhythm.

For the rhythm Pokémon Padauk and the drummer Pokémon Rumble, this kind of performance is their form of entertainment, lifestyle, and way of greeting each other.

The gibberish monkey also took a deep breath, clenched its reddened fist, and tried to add to the performance by striking with its fist.

Not only did this cause severe hand pain, making it impossible to continue for long, but the sound of the fist hitting the stone was also dull and cracking.

It was quickly drowned out by the crisp and powerful rhythm of the monkeys, and even disrupted the overall melody a few times.

This tapping monkey, which doesn't have its own special stick, is completely unable to keep up with the rhythm of its troop.

The pa dong monkeys stopped playing and looked at the kowtow monkey with a hint of pity. The booming gorilla also crossed its arms and seemed quite helpless about the situation.

The rattlesing monkey's ears gradually drooped, its shoulders trembled slightly, it took two steps back, its eyes slightly reddened, but it still clenched its fists unwillingly.

Finally, it turned its head, left the herd, and ran in another direction into the forest.

Ash, having watched the whole thing, also felt very sorry for the Grookey.

It should have had its own wooden stick, perfectly in sync with the rhythm.

But for some reason, it has never been able to find or create its own unique one, and can only clumsily imitate everyone's rhythm with its fists on the edge of the group.