"Caw caw caw!"
A big fat goose flapped its wings like a flying angel, chasing a scrawny boy all over the riverbank.
The boy clutched a kitchen cleaver and shrieked wildly, as if he were in hell.
Zhang Yang's soul seal was unlocked at that very moment.
Wang Ergou's physical and soul strength seemed to have weakened by another level.
But that was not what he wanted to complain about right now. In the instant he was distracted, the big fat goose unleashed the Ten Steps Chasing the Toad technique and delivered another precise, vicious, and steady bite.
The pain brought tears streaming uncontrollably from Zhang Yang's eyes.
Damn, is this a pair of pincers? It's even more stimulating than pepper spray.
Zhang Yang instinctively tried to turn around and slash with his cleaver, but the big fat goose was a level faster than him. One snap and peck of its beak left a bloody gash. Zhang Yang screamed and threw away the cleaver. It hurt like hell.
Is the goose too strong, or am I too weak?
Zhang Yang sank into thought, then immediately turned and ran. But the riverbank was completely exposed, without even a single stone. Where could he flee?
Yet this big fat goose was ferocious beyond belief. Just look at those two little gray eyes—the killing intent was practically spilling out of them. What grudge or grievance was this? It wasn't as if he had eaten its descendants.
Only after thinking this did Zhang Yang suddenly notice a small cloth bundle carefully tied and placed against his chest. Could there be goose eggs inside?
Damn, what was this Wang Ergou up to? Wasn't he supposed to go work as a waiter at the Yue Lai Inn?
Some memories surged forth hazily, but Zhang Yang decisively