"Wooo~~"
The plantains were emerald green, the spring rain pattering down.
Seven hundred and twenty ox horns resounded through the mountains and dense forests, drowning out the cries of descendants and younger generations. Pan Dong's direct grandson carried the coffin through the rain. Centipede and Withered Bone stood on both sides, stirred by something within; they lifted their heads northward, looking at the mountains, looking at the rain.
Meng Yi huddled in a corner like a curled-up hedgehog. Seeing the Great Shaman's actions, he guessed that the new had replaced the old. He grabbed the green gourd and took a fierce swig, then laughed softly at himself.
Clack, clack, clack.
Its mouthparts opened and shut. Awei ate facing north, swallowing the fish belly meat Li Xianghan had sent over.
A feast spread across the mats.
"Go, go, go!"
"Hahaha! Whoever runs fastest becomes the next Great King of the Eastern Huai River!"
"Wuloo, wuloo!"
The wooden boards thundered beneath their feet.
Little Mirage Dragon flew past first, followed by a swaying string of Little Fishmen running back and forth across the Treasure Ship's deck. Fat Catfish, Cannot Move, Round Head, Fist, and Ta Ta Kai lined up in a row, each two feet tall and as wide as they were long. Like local dogs racing along field ridges, they scampered wildly all over the ship, whooping and howling.
"Ah! My shoe!"
Long Yao felt a sharp pain across the top of her foot. Looking down, she saw a prickly round footprint stamped clearly on the embroidered surface of her shoe. Having endured for a long while, fury rose in her heart, and she seized Ta Ta Kai in one grab.
Ta Ta Kai was held aloft by one hand, dangling in midair. It stubbornly refused to admit fault and pointed