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At 11-years-old, Malao is the youngest of the Five Ancestors. Master of the monkey fighting style, he’s curious and quick, fast and fun-loving. But now, with the destruction of the temple and the deaths of his older brothers and Grandmaster, Malao the fun-loving monkey is forced to face things he’d rather not. As he grapples with these new and unwelcome feelings, Malao has an encounter with a dangerous band of bandits, is adopted by a troop of monkeys commanded by a one-eyed albino, and hears tantalizing rumors ...
At 11-years-old, Malao is the youngest of the Five Ancestors. Master of the monkey fighting style, he’s curious and quick, fast and fun-loving. But now, with the destruction of the temple and the deaths of his older brothers and Grandmaster, Malao the fun-loving monkey is forced to face things he’d rather not. As he grapples with these new and unwelcome feelings, Malao has an encounter with a dangerous band of bandits, is adopted by a troop of monkeys commanded by a one-eyed albino, and hears tantalizing rumors of a mysterious recluse called the Monkey King, who is said to act, and look, a lot like him. . . .
After soldiers of the new Emperor, led by Ying, engage in a fierce battle with the warrior-monks, Malao "the monkey" and his brothers rely on the ancient arts to help set things right.
Malao raced through the moonlit treetops, nervous energy driving him deeper and deeper into the forest.
He had to put as much distance between himself and Cangzhen Temple as possible. Ying had returned–
and was more dangerous than ever.
Malao leaped off the gnarled arm of an ancient oak and soared through the night sky.
He landed on the limb of a young maple and paused. He was lucky to be alive, let alone to have escaped uninjured. The same was true for his brothers Fu, Seh, Hok, and Long. Cangzhen Temple was in ruins,
and its warrior monks—Malao's older brothers and teachers—were all dead.
Malao began to tremble. The thunder he had heard was a devastating new weapon called a qiang. With the twitch of a single finger, a soldier with no training at all could now kill a kung fu master. Ying carried a qiang, and with it the power of a dragon. Still, that hadn't been enough for Ying. He had carved his face and filled the grooves with green pigment. He had forked his tongue and ground his teeth and nails into sharp points. Ying now looked like a dragon. A crazy, vengeful sixteen-year-old dragon.
Malao shuddered and grabbed hold of a thick vine. He pushed off the slender maple and swung feetfirst toward a large elm.
"Scatter into the four winds and uncover Ying's secrets, as well as your own," Grandmaster had told them.
"Uncover the past, for it is your future."
Malao released the vine and somersaulted onto one of the elm's upper limbs. Why did Grandmaster hide only us five? he wondered. What makes us so special?
Grandmaster had provided only one clue. He'd said that Malao and his four brothers were linked to each other, and to Ying. Malao guessed it had something to do with the fact that all of them, including Ying,
were orphans. Still, that didn't explain much. It wasn't like any of them could have had the same parents.
They were all too different.
Malao glanced down at his small, dark hands. He was a monkey-style kung fu master, nothing at all like
Fu, the oversized, over-aggressive twelve-year-old "tiger," or Seh, the tall, secretive twelve-year-old
"snake." He differed even more from Hok, the pale-skinned, logical twelve-year-old "crane," and Long, the wise, muscular thirteen-year-old "dragon."
Malao sighed. He missed them already.
A twig snapped and Malao froze. He glanced around but couldn't see anything from high in the tree.
Cautiously, he swung down to the elm's lowest limb for a closer look. He peeked through a clump of new foliage and his heart skipped a beat. This part of the forest looked awfully familiar. His plan had been to travel in a straight line away from the temple, but he'd always been really bad with directions—
Another twig snapped.
Malao crouched low on the large limb and held his breath. A moment later, he saw a soldier on patrol. One of Ying's soldiers.
Malao shivered. He'd run in a big circle, and now he was right back where he'd started, near Cangzhen!
The soldier was headed in Malao's direction. Malao watched him closely. Heavy armor covered the man's body, and he carried a short wooden stick about as long as Malao's arm. Malao got a good look at the stick as the soldier passed through a pool of moonlight. The stick was nearly as big around as a monk's staff and was made from a very light-colored wood, white waxwood. The entire surface was decorated with intricate carvings that had been colored brown with a hot piece of metal. The soldier was still some distance away, but Malao knew exactly what those carvings were.
Malao's upper lip curled back.
The warrior monks of Cangzhen Temple—or any temple, for that matter—were not allowed to have personal possessions. Personal possessions meant a tie to the greedy world of men, so the monks owned nothing and shared everything. However, within Cangzhen, weapons were an exception. Though they weren't supposed to favor any one more than another, Cangzhen's warrior monks almost always did. Malao's favorite was called a short stick, and the specific stick he preferred was now in that soldier's right hand.
Malao hugged his knees tight and began to rock back and forth. That soldier had helped slaughter Malao's friends and family and burn down the only home Malao had ever known. And now the soldier planned to walk away with a souvenir. Malao wasn't about to let that happen.
As the soldier passed under his tree, Malao focused on the rhythm of the soldier's strides. When the soldier's right arm went backward and his weight shifted to his left leg, Malao dropped from the tree like an anvil.
Malao's feet smashed into the back of the soldier's left knee and the knee buckled, slamming to the ground. Malao grabbed the stick and flipped forward, twisting it out of the soldier's hand and leaping onto a low-lying branch. He grinned at the soldier and waved the stick.
"Get down here, you little monkey!" the soldier said, staggering to his feet.
Malao shook his head and scurried to a higher branch.
"Don't play games with me, monk. I see your orange robe. You better not make me climb up there after you."
Malao turned to leap to another tree when the soldier raised his voice. "I said get down here!"
Malao stopped. If the soldier raised his voice any louder, reinforcements might come. Malao had no interest in fighting an entire garrison of soldiers. He needed to do something, fast. He zipped to the opposite side of the tree so that he was directly behind the soldier, facing the same direction as the man,
and jumped straight down. He landed with one small foot on each of the soldier's shoulders.
The surprised soldier tilted his head up and grabbed on to Malao's robe.
Posted May 16, 2012
When I got this book from my school, I bought eagle and I got half way through the book and read them in order. Also Malao is funny yet why does everyone call Fu pussycat it maybe makes sense if you the whole thing. Why did Seh join the bandit gang? Well any way write to you soon?
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Every one calls Fu pussycat because his name in cantonies means tiger and the tiger is part of the cat family like the lion and cheeta
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Posted March 22, 2007
Well fleshed characters are depicted in kid pleasing manner in this fast paced escapade. Malao¿s humor and prank driven temperament is something with which adolescents in the target audience of upper middle grades into high school can quickly recognize. Biting discourse between the various cast list is convincing as well as it serves to prod the yarn along at a ceaseless clip. Writer Stone, himself adopted in infancy, draws upon his knowledge of martial arts as well as his familiarity as an adopted child for wanting to know his birth parents to produce an enticing peek into a timeless tale. Monkey is the second in `The Ancestors¿ series in which five adolescent fighting monks become skilled at dealing with the misfortune of losing the only home and family they have known, along with their seeking answers to their hidden pasts. Monkey is not for the picky. Ying is a terror producing rogue furious battles are described in powerful detail in this chronicle filled with ferocity, machination, pretense and trickery. The description of five youthful warrior monks who managed to evade the seventeenth century desolation of China¿s renowned Shaolin Temple is told through the words and actions of five youngsters each of whom is named for an animal whose fighting skill they emulate.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted February 25, 2007
Monkey is an amazing second to the Five Ancestors series. It tells about Malao's adventure. This book, like the first book, is fast-paced and a must have for any bookself!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
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Posted January 26, 2006
Malao 'The Monkey' is on his own. One of his monk brothers Ying 'The Eagle', destroyed his home and every one he knew. Now the only ones left are Malao and five of his brothers who each mastered the fighting style of an animal. Now on his own he must find a way to stop Ying from destroying his brothers and getting the Dragon Scrolls. Now he must find his brothers, if they are still alive and stop Ying.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted December 16, 2005
And the award for best and biggest shocks in a kung-fu action series goes to.... Monkey!!!!! Not much more to say i'ts pure brilliance. Seh where are you Seh, oh yeah you're still not here! So hurry! Now, go get Tiger and read your way through what I can only describe as the series you've always been looking for!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted November 25, 2005
i like this book it just keeps getting better and better anyone who hates reading can pick up this book and read it without pouncing because its that great.as good as the harry potter series.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted October 4, 2005
So many twists in the book....BUT ITS REALLY FUN TO READ! Of course, you have to read Tiger first, BUT I RECOMEND THIS BOOK! Its funny, and you learn alot more about the charecters then you did in the first book!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
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