What could possibly happen at my own home?
Liang Qu was baffled and could not figure it out.
Seeing Xu Yuelong in a depressive mood and unwilling to explain, he bade farewell and rowed to the shore, transferring onto Crimson Mountain.
Before he reached home, many Water Beasts along the way passed on messages, causing Liang Qu to rein in his horse and pause, lost in thought.
"Did an Old Black Turtle come to my house?"
...
The moonlight shimmered, and the lotus leaves floated.
Otter Kai carried a box containing Dragon Silk to the shore, while Fat Catfish poked its head out to look around and listened intently.
On a rock.
The Old Toad stood with hands clasped behind him, puffing out his belly: "I am one hundred and ninety-six years old this year!"
The Old Black Turtle retorted with disdain: "I am two hundred seventy-nine this year!"
Old Cherdak silently counted for a moment: "As for my age, have I perhaps forgotten? Has it been sixteen Jiazi?"