Chu Zhen sighed inwardly and nodded lightly. "All right, then we'll travel together."
"Let's go, let's go!"
"Moo moo~"
The three figures gradually receded down the broad road of yellow sand. Yet strangely, Chu Zhen walked in the middle, which made the latter two feel somewhat awkward. They truly were not familiar with her.
And yet, she did not wish to refuse them either. For some reason, in the unseen depths of her heart, she feared wounding their Dao Hearts.
In the central district of the ancient city, Chu Zhen led them to an entertainment pavilion. Its wooden buildings possessed a distinctive charm; the courtyard was spacious, streams murmured softly, and flowers and trees cast their shade. It was a scene of tranquil elegance.
A weathered wooden plaque hung before the pavilion, bearing the three words: "Harmony Pavilion."
Chu Zhen led them to seats by the window. They seemed to have been reserved especially for her. The waiter knew Chu Zhen well, and after serving tea, did not linger to disturb them.
This place was quite proper.
Chen Xun assessed it inwardly, unsure why Chu Zhen had come here. He then asked, "Fellow Daoist Chu, are you also skilled in musical instruments?"
"I was rather fond of them in childhood."
The cold beauty of Chu Zhen's face softened somewhat, as though she had set down a burden from her heart. "I once encountered a senior who played the qin. I was amazed beyond measure, and from then on, I came to love playing the qin."
She seemed to have grown more talkative. Turning toward Chen Xun, she continued coolly, "Could it be that Fellow Daoist Chen Xun is also skilled in musical instruments?"
"I know a little or two. I can play a few suona tunes."
Chen Xun cupped