Zhang Ming took out the Moon Coordinate he carried with him. As his most important possession, it naturally went wherever he went.
Then, after looking around for a while and finding no sign of the gourd, he moved the enormous Goat Head and tossed it into the Spatial Coordinates.
"Stone Mama, keep watch outside!"
"Can I make wishes to it?" the audacious, wretched stone asked with a sleazy air. "Let the great Stone Mama blaze a bright path forward for you!"
"Suit yourself. I don't mind having another stone to share my plight," Zhang Ming said with a smile. "Surely Stone Mama Great Emperor isn't afraid of dying? Surely not, surely not?"
An hour later, the golden Little Gourd noticed that time was up and teleported back to its original location, feeling glum.
It discovered that Zhang Ming was gone and saw the Black Stone and red stone lying at the bottom of the Abyss. Without saying a word, it stayed motionless.
"Can't find him, can you? Do you know where he is?" Stone Mama taunted eagerly.
The gourd flashed with golden light, then fell silent.
"Call me Stone Mama Great Emperor, and I'll tell you." The wretched stone grew playful. As long as the other party wasn't [Unfulfilled Wish], what the hell did it have to fear? Its defenses were unrivaled under heaven anyway. What could a little gourd do to an old stone like it?
But the little gourd merely stayed silent, refusing to say a single word.
Stone Mama grew impatient. You're such a chatterbox, so why won't you talk to me? "Now, my wish is for you to tell a story combining a blond delinquent, cuckoldry, and pure love. Keep it under a hundred words and tell it with feeling and expression."
The gourd didn't