Time flies...
The snow melted, and early spring arrived.
In the blink of an eye, over a month had slipped away.
Goose-shaped Mountain was an ordinary small mountain among the many ranges of Nanshan, located to the southwest of Nanshan Town.
The origin of its name was rather interesting. The mountain was elliptical, shaped like an egg, which is why it was called Goose-shaped Mountain...
When Chu Mu first heard the name, he couldn't help but grumble inwardly.
'If it's shaped like an egg, why does it have to be a goose egg?'
'Plenty of animals and poultry lay eggs!'
'Chicken-shaped Mountain? Bird-shaped Mountain? Snake-shaped Mountain?'
Chu Mu gazed at the elliptical peak before him, continuing to grumble to himself.
It was early morning. The dew still clung to the grass as the sun began to rise. Chu Mu wore a cyan cloth robe with a sword at his waist and a bamboo basket on his back. Tied to the sides of the basket were a small, delicate shovel and pickaxe.
