"Old Ox, where have we gotten to?"
"Moo~"
"Which way do we go?"
Old Ox confidently pointed in a direction.
"Really?"
"Moo."
Two hours later.
"Old Ox, why do I feel like we've been down this road before?"
"...Moo~"
Li Ping'an broke off some willow twigs and wove baskets with them as he walked.
When they passed through a town, he could exchange them for some spending money.
Everywhere they went cost money-eating, drinking, relieving themselves, and sleeping.
Besides those, he could also make some little trinkets, then set up a stall.
He would have Old Ox perform acrobatics while he played the erhu beside him.
They would definitely sell like hotcakes. Basically, whenever Li Ping'an finished weaving one, he put it in his Storage Ring, then took out more willow twigs to keep weaving.
Meanwhile, Old Ox ran back and forth through the bushes.
He always managed to find some novel fruit, wild plants, and the like.
Li Ping'an determined whether those wild plants and fruits were edible.
The baskets Li Ping'an had just woven were perfect for holding some wild vegetables and fruit.
They ambled along leisurely like this, finding plenty of enjoyment.
Li Ping'an sang, "The king sent me to patrol the mountains, to take a turn through the mortal world.
I beat my drum and strike my gong, life is full of rhythm.
The king sent me to patrol the mountains, to catch a monk for dinner, the water in this mountain stream.
Is so very sweet, I envy neither lovebirds nor immortals..."
"Moo, moo, moo~"
Old Ox's rhythmic accompaniment rang out through the mountain ravines from time to time.
The world outside was not like Great Sui, with a bandit every three steps and a robber every five.
Though that was somewhat exaggerated, it