Narrator: About half an hour later, the priest saw the middle-aged man's neighbour walking his dog near a bridge. After exchanging the usual morning greetings and bidding farewell, he continued his journey across the 200-metre-long bridge spanning a deep gorge. The bridge was made of planks chained together, just wide enough for an adult to set his feet on it. There was a wider bridge with railings about a thousand metres away. To get to the alternative bridge, however, a traveller had to walk through a forest full of wild animals. Hence, even though the first bridge was narrow and had no railings, the residents in the vicinity had no better choice but to use it. As a result, the region had produced many professional tight-rope walkers. The priest had no difficulty walking across the narrow bridge as he was an expert tight-rope walker. Moreover, he was skilled in Wudang kungfu. After crossing the bridge, he looked back and saw the most amazing sight in his life. The dog owner was crawling along the bridge, with one end of a leash tied around his neck while the dog held the other end with its mouth. After a while, both man and beast managed to cross the bridge safely. The man untied the leash from his neck and put it back on his dog. Priest: What's wrong with you? Dog owner: After you left, my dog expressed its displeasure with me for colluding with my neighbour against its own interests by giving him my giant war drum. I explained that I had proved my love for it beyond all doubts by giving away my 2,000-year-old family heirloom. However, it is still not satisfied with my explanation. Furthermore, it disagrees with the common phrase "A dog is a man's best friend". It wants to change it to "A man is a dog's best friend". Both phrases make no difference to me because I consider a man and a dog as friends. Hence I accede to its demand to let it walk me across the bridge as a proof of my love for it. Narrator: Hearing this explanation, the priest did not know whether to laugh or cry as he could feel that the mosquito inside a bottle in his pocket was buzzing restlessly for breakfast. He did not want to dance like a crazy horse in front of the man and and the dog after the mosquito fed on his blood. Hence he bid the dog owner farewell and continued his journey to the Old Man's Mountain. http://www.politicalforum.com/index...-satire-the-old-man-of-the-mountain-3.505616/ http://www.politicalforum.com/index...-satire-the-old-man-of-the-mountain-2.501418/
"The Old Man of the Mountain" is a fiction about a priest going to a mountain to ask an old man (a warlock) to return the stolen soul of his brother. Before the priest reached the castle on the mountain, the old man already got news of his coming. He enlisted the help of the hellhound (which he had captured in a fight) in his fight against the priest who had many adventures on the way to the mountain. In return, the supernatural dog was given the stolen soul as a reward for his alliance with the old man. P.S. It's too cold to make sh.. on a mountain. Try it yourself if you don't believe. http://www.politicalforum.com/index...tire-the-old-man-of-the-mountain-ad30.510593/
