"What is this?" Zhang Xiaofan studied the pattern appearing in the "mist," but even after trying to make it out for a while, he still couldn't tell what it was. Curious, he asked.
"It's Big Bamboo Peak!" the Little Fatty replied, continuing his enthusiastic "painting."
Lu Daxin found it interesting. He stepped closer and studied the colored "mist" as it gradually appeared, then asked uncertainly, "Is this a mountain?"
"Mm-hmm!" The Little Fatty nodded repeatedly. Seeing that someone had understood his "painting," he hurriedly nodded in delight.
"Is this Big Yellow?" Lu Daxin guessed, looking at a yellow mass gradually taking shape in the mist.
"Mm-hmm! And this is the Bamboo House where my senior brother and I live." As he spoke, another crooked, lopsided clump of lines appeared in the "mist."
"I feel like Fourth Senior Brother has a long road ahead of him!" On Big Bamboo Peak, Fourth Senior Brother He Dazhi had always been responsible for teaching the junior brothers to read and write.
Looking at the so-called painting before them, which was an eyesore, everyone secretly glanced at He Dazhi. The smiles tugging at their lips showed just how gleeful they were at his expense.
The Little Fatty didn't care about any of that. He was having a great time, and that was all that mattered.
They continued downward, estimating that they had nearly reached the bottom of the cave. Guided by the "mist" Zhang Xiaofan and the Little Fatty had conjured with their spiritual power, they finally spotted the giant snake.
At that moment, the giant snake was coiled around a stone pillar.
"It's a Yanshe Snake." He Dazhi studied it closely, then exclaimed in a low voice.
"What kind of snake?" The others beside him turned toward him curiously.
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