"About the Horse-faced Man, I only know these two; maybe neither will work,"
"I should have remembered earlier, to ask for his name."
Little Taotie was somewhat downcast; how had he forgotten to ask!
"Let's try it; if neither works, we can look it up online. If, by chance, one is correct, when he comes, you can ask him if this time could be not counted."
Tao Ti's eyes lit up, and she nodded, "He's been so nice, even took me to see flowers; I'm sure he'll agree not to count this time!"
Little Taotie likes flowers! Hua Jinyan quietly noted to himself.
Tao Ti, holding the Horse-Faced Bell, kept chanting, "Horse-Faced Rakshasa, Horse-Faced Rakshasa, Horse-Faced Rakshasa..."
She shook the bell forcefully, but the bell made no sound at all.
"It's probably not this one; try the other one."
Tao Ti nodded and vigorously shook the bell while crying out childishly, "Horse-Faced Vidyaraja!"
"Ding-a-ling-ling..."
With just one shout, the bell rang out.