Dead calabash, living calabash.
Priest Tong Jiong named this pair of calabashes quite simply. But indeed, ancient powerful beings preferred to handle things in natural and straightforward ways, and followed nothing but their own hearts.
While fiddling with the pair of calabashes, Ji Hao had been handing more wine and meat to Tong Jiong, who happily enjoyed this banquet. Ji Hao asked many questions, and he gave all answers that he could give. Some secret ancient stories seriously opened Ji Hao's eyes.
"I've read some records about the three 'Peng' in the Wisdom Star Palace, but the records are quite vague. I'm pretty curious about their stories. Have you ever heard of them?" When Tong Jiong had almost finished all the food and drink that Mr. Crow brought, Ji Hao finally threw this question out in a careless tone.