He figured it out, and felt much more at ease.
The two young boys quickly gathered their things. The Grand Libationer glanced at the corpse of the crane and the broken scorched zither, shook his head, and said, "No need to clean up. I'm feeling a bit hungry, pluck the feathers of the crane, burn the zither, and cook the crane."
Under the old tree, the two Daoist boys burned the zither and cooked the crane. Before long, the aroma of meat wafted through the air. One of the boys saw there wasn't enough firewood, so he chopped down the old pine tree to use as firewood.