"Nie Chang, what are you drawing?" Chen Xun crouched down until he was level with Nie Chang, who sat on a little stool.
He truly could not make out what this little girl was painting. It was a complete mess.
"Ah, Uncle." Nie Chang put on an affected sigh, seeming to express her helplessness that they still refused to leave. In a bright voice, she said, "I'm drawing Dog Egg carrying grain over mountains and ridges."
"Oh?" Chen Xun's eyes widened slightly. Ridiculous...
Black Bull's mouth twitched. As expected of a little girl—this painting was even more abstract than Chen Xun's. At least Chen Xun's lines and outlines could still suggest something.
What this little girl had drawn was utterly unrelated nonsense.
Sikong Yan gave a light cough. He could not tell either; he had thought it was a bridge and some travelers.
Chen Xun glanced at the little insect creature hiding off to one side and chuckled. "So its name is Dog Egg. That's a fine name."
"Eh, Uncle!" Nie Chang suddenly turned her head, her face blooming with a radiant smile. "That's right! Dog Egg is incredibly strong. It even helps our family with farmwork!"
As she spoke, she hurriedly pointed her brush at the painting and said excitedly, "Uncle, look! Every month, Dog Egg takes our whole family along this rugged mountain road. It's amazing!"
The little insect creature seemed to understand Nie Chang's words, and its body unconsciously straightened a little.
As Nie Chang explained, the scene within the painting gradually became clearer in Chen Xun's mind. It was as though he could see a little Dog Egg, fearless before hardship and danger, crossing those vast mountains in its tiny form.
The towering mountains and great rivers of the Great Phoenix World were natural moats to