Meanwhile, amid the towering mountains at the edge of the Western Regions.
An ox cart traveled through the mountains as though on level ground. Looking closely, the cart hovered three inches above the earth.
A sturdy black bull pulled the cart, with Old Ape driving. The ox cart had a canopy, and a Golden Finch perched atop it.
Inside sat a sackcloth youth and a white sable.
It was Qin He's group.
After cleaning up the mess left by Zhū Tiān Fǔ, Qin He waited a while longer before setting out for the Western Regions as well.
Qin He had swiped this carriage from Zhū Tiān Fǔ.
Good stuff. It floated three inches above the ground; unless an obstacle rose higher than three inches, the cart would never suffer the slightest bump.
As for obstacles higher than three inches, there were plenty along the road—but not on the roads Qin He traveled... because Wang Tie Zhu was ahead of the ox cart, shouldering a shovel and clearing obstacles in a downpour of sweat.
Whether rocks or earthen mounds, anything higher than three inches was shoveled away.
Thus, the road traveled by this westbound party became wider and flatter still.
"Master, how about we take a rest? It's the fifth watch already," Wang Tie Zhu said, wiping sweat from his brow as he panted slightly.
"Yes, it's the fifth watch already," Lamborghini hurriedly echoed, his four legs trembling from exhaustion as well.
The consequences of beating Qin He's big toe were severe. Qin He was very angry.
First, he put Lamborghini and Wang Tie Zhu in confinement.
Once they set off, Lamborghini was responsible for pulling the cart, while Wang Tie Zhu was responsible for clearing obstacles from the road.
Ten or a hundred li was no problem, but after a