"I've never quite figured it out."

The drama fanatic touched his chin and spoke.

"You said those three... mandrills can obviously come together."

"Hearing, speech, vision."

"If these three things disappear at the same time, we will have absolutely no chance of winning against that beast."

The man looked at Wang Jin with a puzzled face, hoping that this genius could solve his confusion.

"Ah...it's rare for you to start using your brain."

The young man turned his head to look at the drama fanatic, with a bit of relief on his face.

For some reason, he is much more relaxed now.

In layman's terms, it is the state of "I have won".

Facing the puzzled look in Xi Chi's eyes, Wang Jin waved his hand and asked him to continue counting.

Along with each number, Wang Jin expressed his thoughts.

"Carefully recall the behavior of these beasts."

"When you were picking off heads in the ancestral hall, how many dark figures did you see?"

"Um...one."

The drama fanatic said hesitantly, as if he didn't want to mention the part where he was so frightened that he couldn't speak...

etc.

"I was speechless."

The man frowned.

He discovered that something had happened before he got on the bamboo raft.

"That's right."

Wang Jin nodded slowly.

He has been thinking about it since then.

"Su Xi said that it was too dark at that time...it seems to have something to do with it."

"But she also heard the screams, but it was not that obvious."

The drama addict carefully recalled every word spoken at that time, trying to find any clues.

"Of course, it's the villagers who have their language ability affected, not her."

Wang Jin shook his head, feeling sorry for the villagers who died at home.

"But what does this mean?"

The drama fanatic thought hard for a long time and finally decided to give up.

He is only suitable for listening to conclusions, and too complicated reasoning will be in vain.

"You saw a dark shadow."

Wang Jin stretched out his hand to make a gesture.

"Affected at the same time are the villagers, your language ability, and Su Xi's vision."

"There are two types of sense deprivation."

Wang Jin stretched out his hand again and made a two gesture.

"There are three mandrills in total, and they will subconsciously stop their abilities when they panic."

Wang Jin smiled and made a three sign with his hand.

The conclusion is in front of you, and even a drama geek with an IQ not much higher than a fish can easily guess it.

"One works and two look out? It's quite reasonable."

"You mean...these beasts can't use their abilities when attacking?"

Xi Chi slapped his forehead suddenly, with an expression of sudden realization.

"Um."

Wang Jin smiled and nodded.

Previously on the bamboo raft, three senses were disturbed at the same time, but none of these guys came.

This can also verify the conjecture from the side.

They wanted Wang Jin and his group to get into chaos and die in the hands of those floating corpses.

"It's quite tricky, but once you figure it out, that's what it's about."

Wang Jin shrugged and rotated the shotgun slightly in his hand.

The mandrill can only choose to deprive one of its senses and attack both together.

Or deprive both senses and let one come over and attack.

Unfortunately, the former is far from a threat to Wang Jin.

The latter... Although the drama fanatic is a little stupid, he is absolutely unambiguous when he takes action.

"Have you heard of "Three Apes"?"

Wang Jin banged the handle of the shotgun and spoke.

Once you understand the opponent's attack methods, things will become much simpler.

Wang Jin even had the leisure to use these three mandrills to deduce their master's character.

"Three yuan elephant? That's pretty cheap."

"But elephants eat too much and can't afford to keep them..."

Xi Chi frowned and thought seriously.

He didn't know why Wang Jin suddenly promoted the elephant to himself at this time, but he still subconsciously followed his train of thought.

"That's the name of Fusang, but here we call it Sanbuhou."

Wang Jin sighed.

"It's just three half-crouching monkeys, covering their mouths, ears, and eyes with their hands."

“It should have appeared in The Analects of Confucius at the earliest, and they are: don’t speak anything that’s inappropriate, don’t listen to anything that’s inappropriate, and don’t see anything that’s inappropriate.”

Wang Jin gestured.

He remembered that he and Shi Baibai went to an antique stall some time ago and saw these three stone statues.

"Ah! Just like them."

The drama fanatic clapped his hands with excitement on his face.

"Hmm...the same, but different."

Wang Jin shrugged.

"The three monkeys represent Confucianism. These three beasts are simply born to kill people."

"Their owner is obviously an arty fool."

"I guess he writes calligraphy all day long, but actually doesn't know a few words."

"Wei Shanhe... I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

Wang Jin smiled and shook his head, his voice full of mockery.

"Uh-huh?"

Hearing the unfamiliar name suddenly pop out of Wang Jin's mouth, the drama fanatic's face wrinkled up again.

"All the tablets in the ancestral hall were destroyed by these three beasts. Wei Shanhe is still a little cautious."

Faced with the drama fanatic's doubts, Wang Jin turned around and said something incomprehensible.

"That's right. That's really a small-minded thing."

Xi Chi smiled and nodded, trying his best to look like he understood.

"besides…"

Wang Jin spoke softly and swung the shotgun forward without hesitation.

Whoosh!

Almost at the same time, a dark shadow flashed out of the corner.

As if he had rehearsed it in advance, the shotgun hit the door facing the mandrill that burst out from the corner.

"Ouch——"
To be continued...