In the Great Wilderness, under the scorching sun, on a mountain slope of a certain desert.
Mo Hua and the Big Tiger lay resting on the ground.
The initial thrill had passed; the Big Tiger was tired and hungry, so it lay on the ground belly up, waving its four paws in the air for a moment. Then it turned its head towards Mo Hua and opened its mouth, making a "meow" sound.
Mo Hua, helpless, took out some dried fish and tossed it into the Big Tiger's mouth.
The Big Tiger licked the dried fish, satisfied.
But Mo Hua felt bitter inside. He lifted his head and looked around.
All around was desolate, the desert stretched on, brown earth, red mountains, and the sky with the blazing sun blended together, vast and boundless; he had no idea where they were.
"Where exactly did this Big Tiger take me?"
Mo Hua was utterly bewildered.
