Bai Yujun had originally planned to climb the mountain, yet she ended up staying overnight in Small Town Below the Mountain.
An elderly couple in town cooked wonderfully. Ordinary dishes had somehow been made to carry the local flavor, enticing a certain idle dragon who wandered the streets, while also allowing the townsfolk to admire a giant tiger up close without being eaten.
At dusk, the old granny hung lanterns from a bamboo pole.
Candlelight was not all that bright, fortunately Bai Yujun had come prepared.
When traveling, one had to know how to live. Perhaps carrying a few inconspicuous everyday items could bring peace of mind in an unfamiliar, lonely place.
Bai Yujun placed something the size of a rouge case on the table and casually tapped it twice with her chopsticks.
Click, click~ Ding~
Amid crisp metallic chimes, it slowly blossomed into a pink-white lotus. The transformation did not end there. The lotus flickered with a faint glow and gradually floated into the air. Its downward-facing base bloomed as well, unfolding below into a pink-white lotus. It grew ever brighter, drifting gently as it lit the way for Bai Moulong.
Wherever Bai Yujun went, the lotus lamp followed. It was an exquisite little Magic Tool she had made on a whim; its greatest value lay in its artistic workmanship rather than its spell runes.
The eatery was rather simple, but the advantage was that one could watch the people come and go on the street while eating.
The old wooden tables had been used for more than a decade. Years of grease stains had seeped into them, making the grain stand out even more clearly, and the benches creaked whenever someone sat down.
The old man listened to the old granny's endless nagging as he carried dishes to