"Look, look, there are mountain chickens!"
The boy running in front quickly spotted the prey, shouting excitedly.
"It's our turn."
Bai Zhu and Ma Bao couldn't wait to try, drawing their bows and shooting arrows, aiming for the mountain chickens.
"Swoosh swoosh."
The two arrows shot off one after the other, startling the mountain chickens into squawking and flapping their wings as they flew away.
"Ah, can you two do this or not? The mountain chickens have run away."
There were complaints all around.
"What are you complaining about? If you have the ability, shoot them yourself!"
Ma Bao was unconvinced, giving them a disgruntled look.
"Swoosh."
Wang Meng pulled his bowstring taut, aimed, and shot an arrow, hitting the mountain chicken's wing.
The mountain chicken wailed as it fell from the branches.
"Woof woof woof."
Three large dogs excitedly dashed over, and in no time, Grey One came back with the mountain chicken in its mouth.
"Wow!"
"Brother Meng is amazing!"