"Uncle, this Bai Ze is quite large. Can we safely get it back?" Wu Hen asked.
"How can it be that primitive? See these two pieces of gourd I brought?" Chongli Mountain said.
"Aren't those what we use to hold our drinking water?" Wu Hen asked, puzzled.
"The gourd is actually a calabash. If you tie it with a rope like this, it becomes a gourd." As Chongli Mountain spoke, he put the two halves together and bound them with some ivy twine.
Wu Hen's expression was bizarre. He didn't understand why Chongli Mountain turned the pieces back into a gourd. Could this gourd really...
Before Wu Hen could finish his inner complaints, Chongli Mountain actually lifted the makeshift gourd and pointed the gourd's mouth at Bai Ze!
Wu Hen was genuinely worried. Chongli Mountain shouted, "Bai Ze, I call upon you, do you dare to answer?"