"Spirit Vulture Mountain is just over here."
On the mountain path, Zhou Li, while walking, introduced to the foreigner Zhuge Qing and the foreign zombie Joan of Arc: "Cross over this mountain, walk five more miles to the south, and you'll reach the famous Spirit Vulture Mountain."
"So why is it called Spirit Vulture Mountain?"
Joan of Arc was curious, "Is it because someone's uncle showed his spirit here?"
Zhou Li gave a forced smile and followed up, "Indeed, that's quite a terrible pun."
Joan of Arc was puzzled.
"Actually, it's quite simple."
Just as they were passing through the dense forest, Tang Wan, who was holding a small crispy cake, pointed towards the distant mountain and said, "You see that mountain peak, doesn't it look like a spreading eagle's wings?"
Joan of Arc looked up and thanks to the superior vision bestowed by her zombification, she could easily see the mountain peak clearly. She nodded and exclaimed, "Indeed."
