Showing off your skills means showing them off to the extreme!
Once his skills were recognized, Jia Xitong started tapping away at him.
Just as Bai Yu Zhenjun, who lived upstairs, was about to rest, he was drawn to the noise from downstairs.
"Master?"
The six Yimeng warriors who were waiting outside came in and saw Zhenjun changing his clothes.
"You all stay here, I'm going out for a walk."
After saying that, he walked towards the door.
A moment later, there was a knock on Jia Xitong's door.
Shang Yanting had long sensed that the powerful cultivator with considerable strength lived upstairs from them. He wondered what the cultivator's intentions were in approaching them. He signaled Jia Xitong to stop, straighten his clothes, and prepare for battle.
The door opened, and the familiar, ethereal old man stood outside.
"Senior Bai Yu?"
Jia Xitong stood up, slightly surprised. "What a coincidence! We actually met in such a remote town!"
Bai Yu Zhenjun was also stunned. He did not expect that the person who played such a special and beautiful instrument here was actually this little friend who knew talismans.
The reason it was definitely her was because she hadn't put down the pair of small hammers she was holding.
As for inside the house...
Bai Yu Zhenjun looked at Shang Yanting sitting to the side and asked, "Fellow Daoist Yan, how have you been?"
"Thank you for your concern, Senior Baiyu. This junior pays his respects to you."
The two exchanged a brief greeting, polite yet revealing a sense of unfamiliarity.
Shang Yanting and Bai Yuzhenjun were strangers, but this did not diminish Jia Xitong's enthusiasm in the slightest.
She tidied up the musical instruments scattered on the table, took out various snacks and tea, warmly invited Bai Yu Zhenjun to sit down, and then began to chat with him about everyday things.
"Senior Bai Yu, did you receive the new storybook I sent you half a month ago?"
"received."
Bai Yu Zhenjun nodded. "There is also a dragon bone, which is extremely precious. I wonder if you sent the wrong item?"
"It wasn't sent to the wrong address; it was meant for my senior."
Jia Xitong replied, "My master obtained a few of these dragon bones by chance and specially gave some to you, senior. If you hadn't reminded us of the identities of the two seniors who came to visit, we might have been poor in our hospitality and offended them."
As she spoke, she stood up and filled the teacup in front of Bai Yu Zhenjun, saying, "Don't let my host's quiet nature fool you; he really wants to thank you."
Shang Yanting, who was suddenly called, was taken aback for a moment, then raised his teacup to Bai Yuzhenjun and said, "Thank you, senior."
Bai Yu Zhenjun: "No need to be so polite."
The moment the conversation turned to the two of them, the atmosphere immediately turned cold.
There was nothing to talk about.
But with Social Bear around, how could the atmosphere possibly become dull?
"By the way, Senior Bai Yu, how did you know we were here?"
Jia Xitong was very curious, "We haven't seen you at all."
“I live up there; I was drawn here by the music. You have an exceptional talent for music; you play it better than the locals.”
This sincere praise made Jia Xitong unable to stop the corners of her mouth from turning up.
"Hey, I only know a little bit about it."
She gave a brief, feigned modesty, then took out the stone instruments she had just put away and laid them all out on the table. After testing each one, she played them a piece of Kikujiro's Summer.
Bai Yu Zhenjun's expression gradually turned appreciative. "I didn't expect that my young friend Fu Lu would also be so accomplished in music."
The next trip was a pleasant one for both host and guest.
Even the Six Sons of Yimeng sensed that their master was in a good mood, and he was even holding a few local musical instruments in his hand.
downstairs
Shang Yanting breathed a slight sigh of relief upon accidentally discovering that the other powerful figure was actually Bai Yu Zhenjun.
At least this person isn't that much of a threat.
Seeing Jia Xitong happily fiddling with the small stones on the table, he couldn't help but pour cold water on her enthusiasm, "Aren't you afraid that he's here to steal our opportunities?"
"ha?"
Jia Xitong, who had been quite happy, paused in her actions.
yes.
It's highly unlikely that Senior Bai Yu is just here for sightseeing; he must have come for the treasures here.
Suddenly everyone became competitors.
Jia Xitong's mind raced for a while.
"Well... let's just take it one step at a time."
There's still absolutely no sign of the baby arriving.
##
night
Most people had already fallen asleep, but a small group of people in Yuncheng were still playing their instruments, and the music in the city never stopped.
The locals in the city had long been used to this situation, but the outsiders in the city were in agony.
Upstairs, unable to sleep, Yimeng Liuzi opened his door and called the waiter, "It's already past midnight, when will the zither-knocking stop?"
"Sir, the music of Yuncheng will never stop."
The waiter came up and quietly explained to them, "This is a long-standing tradition, we can't stop."
"Tsk!"
Yimeng Liuzi clicked his tongue in displeasure upon hearing this, but with Baiyu Zhenjun present, he dared not make things too difficult for the waiter.
downstairs
Shang Yanting, who was also awake, listened to the conversation upstairs.
This city of Yun is surrounded by music day and night, but is there some special reason for it?
Although Xi Tong claimed to have come to search for treasure, her description of what treasure she was referring to was rather vague. One could actually investigate the matter of the secret treasure by examining why Yuncheng was always surrounded by melodies.
Thinking of this, he glanced at Jia Xitong, who was fast asleep beside him, got up and went out, just in time to block the waiter coming down from upstairs.
"Hello, sir."
"Tell me, what is the origin of this playing of the zither day and night?"
"Reporting to you, sir, this habit of playing the zither has been with me since birth. I don't know its origin, nor why I do it this way."
This is a tradition ingrained in the bones of all the locals in Yuncheng. People are used to working and falling asleep to the sound of the zither, and no one has bothered to trace its origins.
Who arranged the zither playing this night?
Even if everyone is used to playing the zither, under normal circumstances, they shouldn't stop even late at night.
"The playing of the zither at night was all done by the musicians."
The waiter replied.
This is a unique profession in Yuncheng.
The Music Official is the most skilled musician in Yuncheng. Only after going through layers of selection by the City Lord's Mansion can one become the Music Official in the city.
Ultimately, it's still an enviable profession.
City lord, music official.
Shang Yanting heard this key word.
The fact that they specifically selected someone to play the zither shows that Yuncheng doesn't want the music to stop. What would happen if Yuncheng stopped playing the zither?
Perhaps we can find out something by going to the city lord's mansion.
Shang Yanting had an idea in mind, and he went back to his room to call Jia Xitong.
Inside the room, Xitong was sleeping sprawled out on his back.
One corner of her silk nightgown had been lifted, revealing her fair and slightly fleshy belly. With each breath, her belly rose and fell rhythmically.
Really...
so cute.
Shang Yanting slowed his pace as he entered the house, gently pinching her belly with his fingers.
"Host, dear?"
Jia Xitong, who had been asleep, suddenly woke up and looked at him with one eye open and one eye closed, like an owl.
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