"Jinqiu Mountain?" The monk believed him. On his fat face, within a pair of tiny eyes squeezed into slits by flesh, his eyeballs rolled for a moment before he said blankly, "My apologies, this humble monk has never heard of Jinqiu Mountain, nor does he know any True Person Liao. I have disappointed you, Fellow Daoist!"
As he spoke, the monk was about to urge his spirit beast onward again. But seeing that they had already reached the outskirts of the great city, he sighed and flew down from the beast's back with great reluctance. The moment he landed, the spirit beast let out a "Wuu..." Its body seemed to swell somewhat, and it even gave a cheerful low roar, looking considerably more relaxed.
Bang... The monk kicked the spirit beast squarely on the rear, sending it flying several yards away, yet he continued to curse, "Lazy thing! You only carried this Buddha for half a day, and you're already tired like this?"
"Roar, roar..." The spirit beast seemed to be in pain and growled several times. The monk stole a glance at Xiao Hua, feeling that he had lost face. He activated his body and was just about to kick it again when a fierce wind suddenly rose around the beast. Brilliant light flared all over its body, and the several-yard-long spirit beast shrank to around a foot in size. Then, before Xiao Hua's dumbfounded eyes, it flashed and pounced onto the monk's left leg like a kitten, wrapping all four hooves tightly around it. The mouth that had just been a bloody maw was now only a few inches wide, its bright red tongue licking back and forth across the monk's leg!
"You... you..." The monk shook his leg, but could not shake the spirit beast off. He