Watching the endless thunderfire, wind, and clouds, Wang Zhengfei's excited face flushed red as he cried, "Fun, fun! The little monk never brought me here before! You're amazing!!"
"Ah?" Xiao Hua broke out in a cold sweat. This was fun?
"Son, hurry, hurry back!" Wang Zhengfei's mother had never experienced such a spectacle. Her bones had long gone soft and her sinews numb as she weakly cried out. Yet strangely, she was not speaking to Xiao Hua, but calling to Wang Zhengfei.
Wang Zhengfei hurriedly replied, "Yes, Mother, we'll go back right away!"
As he spoke, Wang Zhengfei started flying downward himself. Seeing his appearance, Xiao Hua smiled and watched with his hands tucked into his sleeves.
"Eh? Why can't I get back?" Wang Zhengfei cried out in shock.
"Nonsense. If I don't take you down, how can you possibly go down?" Xiao Hua scolded.
"But..." Wang Zhengfei opened his mouth, seeming to suddenly understand something. He asked in astonishment, "Could it be... I'm not dreaming?"
"Son, hurry back! Hurry back!" Wang Zhengfei's mother urged again.
Wang Zhengfei respectfully said to Xiao Hua, "Daoist Master, this humble one already knows your divine abilities. Please send this humble one back!"
"Fine. Look carefully at the changes around you... see whether you can gain some insight!" Xiao Hua's heart stirred as he recalled some insights from long ago. He nodded and said, "Even if you gain none, you can still see whether you are dreaming!"
"Yes, this humble one understands!" Wang Zhengfei did not dare be negligent and looked around in every direction as Xiao Hua instructed.
The earth drew nearer from afar, and the village grew from small to large. By the time Wang Zhengfei returned to his own house, his face was still full of confusion, and he still dared