Tianlong: Starting with Mantuo Manor as fertilizer

Upon hearing Kang Guangling reveal his identity, the group's hostility diminished considerably.

Xie Bu Ruo sheathed his sword: "So it's Senior Kang from the Eight Friends of Hangu Pass."

Kang Guangling was quite pleased to hear this: "You're so young, yet you know there's a Kang Guangling in the world?"

Mu Wanqing, however, still held her sword and glared at her opponent.

"What 'senior'? He's clearly just an old geezer eavesdropping! Give us back the wooden box!"

Although Kang Guangling was old, he had the temperament of a child, laughing and joking.

"Why don't we all take a look at the secret inside the wooden box? Aren't you just as curious?"

"The little girl says I was eavesdropping on your conversation, but that's completely wrong. It was clearly you talking so loudly in the middle of the night that you woke up the old man. It would have been hard for me not to hear you."

As he spoke, he extended his index finger and gently flicked the small padlock on the wooden box.

With a crisp click, the small lock was flung away, and Kang Guangling took the opportunity to open the wooden box.

Mu Wanqing also sheathed her sword and, along with Wang Yuyan, hurriedly stepped forward to peek into the box to examine its contents.

Inside the wooden box, a book lay neatly arranged, with the words "Sitting in Oblivion" written on its cover.

Upon seeing the book, Kang Guangling was stunned and speechless for a long time.

"What is this? Is it a family tree?"

Mu Wanqing was not well-educated and did not know what it was. She reached out to take it and open it, but Kang Guangling blocked her way.

"What family tree? This is clearly an invaluable musical score!"

Xie Buruo was not surprised by the result.

This wooden box is actually divided into two layers; the bottom layer can only be opened by pressing a mechanism on the side of the box.

The letter was hidden in that layer.

The musical score above was created by Lady Wang using a method of deception to pass off a genuine piece as the real thing.

Judging from Kang Guangling's expression, this musical score seems to be quite precious.

Xie Buru thought for a moment: "Duan Yu is proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Duan Zhengchun is naturally a hero like his son. This musical score was most likely a gift from Lady Wang to please him."

Kang Guangling held the music score, his eyes filled with longing, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Gentlemen, may I take a look at this sheet music?"

Since it belonged to Mantuo Manor, Xie and Mu Wanqing looked at Wang Yuyan together.

The young heiress was known for her extravagant and reserved manner, she said gently.

"If you like it, senior, you may take it. However, this item belongs to my mother, and I cannot make a decision on my own. If you like it, you can make a copy."

Kang Guangling's eyes widened in disbelief that such a generous person existed in the world. His voice trembled as he asked, "Really?"

Wang Yuyan nodded.

Kang Guangling was stunned for a moment, then leaped up, did several somersaults in the air, and then with a "bang," lay flat on the ground, motionless.

Hey, old man, don't try to scam me... Xie Bushuo quickly stepped forward to check.

Suddenly, Kang Guangling opened his eyes, flipped himself up with a somersault, and said seriously to Wang Yuyan.

"Little girl, tell me! Who do you want to kill?"

Wang Yuyan was startled by his crazy appearance and quickly retreated behind Mu Wanqing, peeking out half her head and shaking it.

After obtaining the musical score, Kang Guangling had long forgotten about Wang Yuyan's background.

With a leap, he flew into the secluded dwelling, and with a flash of movement, he returned to his original spot, this time carrying a zither in his arms.

Kang Guangling sat down on the spot, placed the zither flat on his lap, spread out the score, and, under the moonlight, began to play with tinkling fingers.

For a moment, the melodious music filled the air, as serene as a spring.

Mu Wanqing, whose education level was limited, didn't quite understand this refined language and pursed her lips, saying, "It's just so-so."

Kang Guangling shook his head and sighed, "Playing the lute to a cow, playing the lute to a cow!"

Mu Wanqing was immediately enraged and raised her hand to fire the poisoned arrow.

He raised his hand only to realize that Xie Buruo had already confiscated his hidden weapon.

Wang Yuyan had already quietly picked up the wooden box.

She listened to the music, gave a few simple comments, and her words were elegant. In short, it was beautiful!

Although Kang Guangling was grateful to Wang Yuyan for allowing him to copy the score, he knew from her words that she was not a kindred spirit, so he turned his gaze to Xie Buruo.

Looking over, one could see that Xie Buruo's eyes were practically closed from listening.

It was as if if he continued playing, the person would fall asleep on the spot.

Kang Guangling was overcome with grief and let out a long sigh.

"Oh, Xuanku, I can't find a single soulmate besides you."

Moved by his thoughts, he plucked the strings with his ten fingers, producing two clear, ringing sounds.

The moment his finger moved, Kang Guangling cried out inwardly, "Oh no! I'm afraid I'll hurt these three juniors!"

Sure enough, as the two notes of the zither entered their ears, Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanqing's hearts pounded violently twice, a wave of nausea surged in their chests, and their faces turned pale instantly.

Kang Guangling quickly shook his hands and asked anxiously, "Are you alright?"

As soon as the music stopped, the strange feeling of my heart pounding disappeared immediately.

The color gradually returned to the faces of Wang Yuyan and the other woman, and they were no longer in serious danger.

Kang Guangling apologized repeatedly: "It's all my fault for being so used to it; I almost hurt you with my music."

Of the three, only Xie Buruo looked completely bewildered.

He knew that Kang Guangling could use his zither music to hurt people.

But he hadn't felt anything at all and had no idea that the other party had made a mistake.

"Hmm?" Xie Buruo frowned.

"Hmm?" Kang Guangling also frowned.

He noticed that Xie Buruo's expression remained unchanged.

With a swift movement, he rushed forward, grabbed the other person's wrist, and began to take their pulse.

"Hey, your internal strength is really weak, kid. That shouldn't be the case!"

This deadly technique of playing the zither is a unique skill of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Unless the opponent possesses superior internal strength and can control their mind, one cannot remain unmoved.

Kang Guangling was puzzled to find that Xie Buruo's internal strength was extremely shallow, yet he was still able to withstand his zither music.

He looked Xie Buruo up and down, completely baffled.

"Young man, you clearly heard the music, so why aren't you reacting at all?"

He was lost in thought when Chong Wang and Mu Er Nu waved their hands, signaling them to cover their ears and stand further away.

When the two asked him what he wanted to do, Kang Guangling patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I guarantee I won't hurt him."

Once the two had retreated some distance, Kang Guangling lightly plucked the strings of his zither, his eyes fixed intently on Xie Buruo.

clank!

The zither emitted two faint, thread-like sounds that pierced Xie Buruo's ears.

Xie Bushuo shook his head and exclaimed, "Excellent! Majestic as Mount Tai!"

Kang Guangling played the zither twice more.

Xie Buruo spoke again: "Excellent! Vast and boundless like rivers!"

Kang Guangling felt no joy at having met a kindred spirit.

The two notes he just played had absolutely nothing to do with Mount Tai or rivers.

The other party was merely indulging in affectation.

Kang Guangling stopped pointing and muttered something under his breath.

"How strange! With such poor internal strength and no knowledge of music, how could he be completely unharmed by the music?"

"Could it be, could it be that you are some kind of highly accomplished master with an extremely firm mind?"

Hearing this, Xie Buruo smiled slightly: "Senior, your judgment is very accurate!"

Kang Guangling shook his head repeatedly: "It doesn't look like it, it doesn't look like it!"

Mu Wanqing and Wang Yuyan shook their heads in disapproval.

Xie was a magnanimous person and didn't care about their jealous faces that they didn't want to admit.

Although the reason is unknown, being able to resist the heart-shaking music is always a good thing for him.

Kang Guangling was preparing to play again.

The old women and male servants in the other rooms of Qinyun Xiaozhu could no longer hold back.

I don't know who shouted it.

"Grandpa, stop playing the piano so late! We have to go to work early tomorrow morning!"