Chu Zhen sighed inwardly and nodded gently. "All right, then we'll travel together."
"Let's go, let's go!"
"Moo moo~"
The three figures gradually receded along the broad road of yellow sand. Yet strangely, Chu Zhen walked in the middle, which made her somewhat uncomfortable. She truly was not familiar with these two.
Yet she did not want to refuse them either. For some reason, she vaguely feared hurting their Dao Hearts.
In the central district of the ancient city, Chu Zhen led them to a music hall. Its wooden buildings possessed a unique charm; the courtyard was spacious, water murmured gently, and flowers and trees cast dappled shade. It was a scene of tranquil elegance.
A weathered wooden sign hung before the hall, bearing the three words: "Harmony Rhythm Pavilion."
Chu Zhen brought them to seats by the window. The spot seemed to have been reserved specifically for her. The server was clearly familiar with Chu Zhen and, after serving tea, did not linger to disturb them.
This place was quite proper.
Chen Xun silently gave it that assessment. He did not know why Chu Zhen had come here, so he 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 laid down a burden in her heart. "I once met a senior who played the qin. I was amazed beyond measure, and from then on, I came to love playing it."
She seemed to be speaking more than before. Turning toward Chen Xun, she continued in her cool voice, "Could it be that Daoist Chen is also skilled in musical instruments?"
"I know a little. I can play a few tunes on the suona."
Chen Xun