Food delivery services are available in every world, and the big shots are going crazy for me.

Chapter 304 Dark Shadow
Mo Qianxun shook her head: "Second brother, I'm fine, I just suddenly feel a little cold."

An Xinghui instantly became alert. His little sister was no ordinary person. Now that his little sister felt cold, could there really be something wrong with this place?
If Mo Qianxun knew what he was thinking, she would definitely laugh at him. What do you mean that if her little sister feels cold, there is a problem? Shouldn't she feel it too?

Although she had spiritual energy protecting her, which could temporarily shield her from the cold, it consumed too much energy, and the spiritual energy in this world was relatively thin, so she should use it sparingly.

"Little sister? Is everything really alright here?" An Xinghui whispered in Mo Qianxun's ear.

Mo Qianxun covered their microphones: "There's a problem, but I can't say right now. I haven't figured it out yet. However, you'd better not stray too far from me today. Things aren't very peaceful here."

An Xing nodded: "Okay, I understand."

When they arrived at the place where the wood carving was done, they met the master that Zhao Qing and his friends had consulted for the first time.

When Mo Qianxun saw that master, she suddenly understood why he was so irritable.

Have you ever seen people frequently carving from locust wood?
Looking around, Mo Qianxun noticed that most of the wood on the table was locust wood with a dark sheen.

According to the old folks, locust wood is considered yin wood, and the presence of ghosts within the wood is considered a sign of a locust tree.

Moreover, these locust trees are covered in black energy. Whether this black energy is yin energy or resentment, frequent contact with such things will likely cause even an already irritable person to gradually become irritable.

"Do you even realize you're late? You're all grown ups, don't you have any sense of time? I don't know what the mayor sent you here for. Your workmanship is worse than my Wangcai's; you're just pieces of rotten wood." The man's face darkened when he saw Zhao Qing and Xu Kai.

An Xinghui pulled Mo Qianxun back a step, her face showing a hint of shock: "I have to say, their master has a really bad temper."

"Hey, who are you talking about? Say it again if you dare!" Upon hearing An Xinghui's words, the man stood up and was about to come at An Xinghui, as if he wanted to fight her.

"Master Qian, don't be impulsive, calm down, calm down. Xinghui is just talking nonsense, don't take it to heart." Zhao Qing stopped Master Qian while secretly gesturing to An Xinghui, telling him to leave quickly.

Seeing Zhao Qing's gesture, An Xinghui did indeed want to leave, but Mo Qianxun stepped forward directly, placed her hands on Zhao Qing and Xu Kai's shoulders, and channeled a stream of spiritual energy into them. The energy flowed along their arms and into Master Qian's body, helping him suppress some of the black energy.

After the black energy was suppressed, Master Qian paused for two seconds in confusion, then took two steps back: "Alright, now that you're all back, hurry up and start practicing. Otherwise, with your skills, I'm afraid it will be embarrassing if word gets out."

As Master Qian turned to leave, he slapped his forehead: Strange, I used to always lose my temper, but now I can control it?

Zhao Qing and Xu Kai watched as Master Qian returned to his seat, then turned to look at Mo Qianxun with complex emotions in their eyes.

They had just truly felt a power, a very gentle power that flowed from their shoulders down their arms to their palms and then disappeared.

Mo Qianxun made a shushing gesture at them, turned around and left to find An Xinghui.

After the two left, Zhao Qing and Xu Kai looked at Mo Qianxun's retreating figure with complicated feelings.

Zhao Qing and Xu Kai: ...Is this really human? God, when you unleashed your power upon the mortal realm, did you blacklist us?

After leaving Zhao Qing and the others, An Xinghui chose to meet Wang Xiaoyu and the others who were closer to them.

Mo Qianxun followed the scent of Wang Xiaoyu and found them.

The two women were standing to one side, being scolded by their teacher.

The two women lowered their heads, seemingly lost in thought, while the master craftsman in front of them looked at them with a disappointed expression. "I thought these people would carry on my skills, but it seems I was just gazing into the shadows," the master craftsman said, turning and leaving.

Wang Xiaoyu then looked up at the drum in front of her. Although the drum was clearly well-maintained, the mottled marks on it still told her that it was quite old.

"Sister Xiaoyu, is this drum broken? Why can't we make it sound no matter how we try to hit it? It's really frustrating." Wang Xiaoyu's partner was really angry and itching to get the drum to work.

They had already banged on it quite hard, but the sound was dull and monotonous; it just wasn't working.

"The drum doesn't look broken. Could it be that our playing method is wrong?" Wang Xiaoyu looked at the drum, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Teacher Wang, we've come to see you." The door wasn't closed, and An Xinghui knocked and came in.

"Hey, what's wrong? Why are you looking so gloomy?" An Xinghui asked, puzzled by their expressions. "Did you just get scolded?"

Wang Xiaoyu glared at him: "What are you doing here?"

"I said I came to visit you." An Xing circled the drum once. "You got scolded because of this drum?"

"That's enough. This drum is really weird. The sound that the master craftsmen make when they play it is melodious and pleasant. The sound that we make is not only dull, but also unpleasant."

Mo Qianxun looked at the dark figure sitting on the drum, who looked like a child, and sighed. She had been tricked by a child.

Mo Qianxun touched the drum and casually used her spiritual power to swat the child on it away: "Can I try?"

Wang Xiaoyu sighed and gestured for them to proceed, but she didn't hold out much hope.

Mo Qianxun stretched her arms, looked at the drumstick in her hand, and smashed it down.

The drumbeats began, but they weren't the dull drumbeats that Wang Xiaoyu and the others had played before; instead, they produced a sound that was slightly more expansive and grand.

Wang Xiaoyu and her partner fell silent: Wait, what's going on?
Mo Qianxun handed her the drumsticks: "Give it a try!"

Wang Xiaoyu approached the drum with some trepidation. If the drumming sound was the same dull and monotonous as before, she would not film it.

The drumsticks fell, and the normal drumbeat began.

Wang Xiaoyu exclaimed excitedly, "I did it! I did it! It's not that dull drumbeat anymore!"

"Did you knock?" The old craftsman came out when he heard the sound.

"Master Sun, I did it."

"What kind of success is this? It just produces normal sounds, but it doesn't form a tune."

"...I will study hard."

After speaking with Master Sun, Wang Xiaoyu subconsciously wanted to thank An Xing, but when she turned around, hey? Where did he go?

(End of this chapter)