He was determined to escape, so he crawled up her back and up the door post, and reaching the roof he knocked off a tile and squeezed out through the little hole on to the roof.
As he sat wondering how to get down an enormous eagle suddenly swooped down, and catching up little Yellow Wang-lo in its claws it rose up, up, up into the air and flew away.
While the eagle was flying high up in the air across the river on his way home he suddenly let little Yellow Wang-lo fall down, down, down.
And he fell with a tremendous "Splash"! into the river just near his father's houseboat, and as he had no clothes, nor shoes, nor hat he quickly swam home.
When cross old Fo-Pa, who was very hungry by now and very tired of waiting, saw little Yellow Wang-lo returning without his Sunday coat, hat and shoes, no pig and no money, he took a thick stick and began to beat him, and told him directly it was daylight he must go back to land and bring back the little black pig.
Early the next morning little Yellow Wang-lo started off to find the home of the little black Pig.
He soon found the gate, and knocked and asked to be let in; but the mother pig said "No," in a very angry voice.
Then he begged one of the little pigs to come out to him; but the mother pig shouted "NO." At last he insisted, and this time the mother pig roared
But little Wang-lo was not afraid, and said he would just burn down their house, for he had promised to take a pig home to his father, and if he could not take it alive he would take it ready roasted.
So little Yellow Wang-lo gathered a lot of sticks and made a hot crackling fire.
When the mother pig and all the little piglets saw the smoke and flames they cried out to little Wang-lo to put out the fire, as they were very sorry and would come out and tell him some very good news.
Seeing how angry he was, they all fell on their knees and said if he would spare their lives they would show him where a lot of golden money was buried.
They led the way to a field close by, and the seven little pigs began to grub in the ground under a tree, and soon uncovered a heap of shining golden coins.
Now little Yellow Wang-lo had no pockets and no bag, so how could he carry away some of the money? The wise old mother pig said: "Take off your shirt, little boy, and tie up the sleeves and make a bag of it." He quickly did this, and, thanking the pigs, he ran off home as fast as he could, stopping at the market on the way to buy a nice little fat pig for his father's dinner.