"East thirty, turn west twenty, jump north fifty, no, no, wrong, go south... Strange, so strange, it's all your fault! You're too slow!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Ah, I get it! Wahahaha! So that's how it is, that's how it is."
The Old Toad lay on Fat Catfish's head, shaking his feather fan, speaking with confidence, and finally burst out laughing at the sky.
The distant herders heard the laughter, abandoned their carts, and fled home.
Recently, a giant with a tumor on its head had been rampaging across the prairie, many farmers from the Great Snow Mountain witnessed this strange scene. It was said that if one was caught by the giant, they would be bitten off the head and swallowed whole, which filled people with dread. Many villages even assigned Night Watchers. Later, news of a nearby temple being destroyed and demons appearing could no longer be concealed, the loss of Buddha's protection increased the terror, and it was common for people to cry all day.
