How come I was the one being targeted?

"It's not even night yet, why are you talking in your sleep?" Bai Jun complained with a frown on his face.

"That's true, but working at night is really hard. I'm a little worried that I won't be able to hold on even if I read."

Bai Jun walked to his desk and took out his sword from the cabinet while casually responding, "If you're tired, just go to sleep. Some slacking off is good for your physical and mental health."

"Haha, that won't do. I'm afraid I'll just sleep until tomorrow morning. If I get caught by the candlelight patrol from the General Affairs Office, my two-month salary will be wasted." Song Yan smiled awkwardly and shook her head. Then, she suddenly remembered something, looked around, and asked Bai Jun mysteriously, "By the way, Qing Yan, let me tell you something interesting!"

"What?" Seeing Song Yan's evil smile, Bai Jun subconsciously took a few steps back.

Songyan didn't keep the secret, "You left early and didn't see it, but Dahao, that piece of wood, actually went back with Jingyan. And I seemed to hear the two of them discussing where to eat - eh? Why aren't you surprised?"

Song Yan originally wanted to read some emotions from Bai Jun's expressionless face, but found that he still looked calm. There was no fluctuation on his cold face, and even his blue eyes were still listless and half-closed.

Bai Jun raised his eyebrows, put the knife on his waist, and perfunctorily raised the corners of his mouth with two fingers, and read: "Wow, is it true?"

"Okay, okay, Mr. Bai, there's no need to put on such a forced smile." Song Yan waved his hands, leaning back in his chair and sighing, "But Dahao has finally come to his senses. I originally thought he would die alone."

"Yeah, isn't this good?" Bai Jun felt the touch of the corner of his lips with his fingertips, and an imperceptible arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

To be honest, he didn't expect that the situation would develop in this direction. He originally just wanted to tease Dahao and Jingyan who was eavesdropping nearby, but he didn't expect that it would come true by mistake.

But this is indeed an unexpected good thing.

"Qingyan, did you...just laugh?"

In the past two years, few people in the entire government office have seen Bai Jun smile. Even though he is easy to talk to and very easy-going, he is still a veritable iceberg. This puzzles everyone and also arouses strong curiosity: what does Bai Jun look like when he smiles?

Song Yan usually says that he doesn't care, but in fact he is one of them.

Although the smile was extremely difficult to detect, it was still seen by the sharp-eyed Song Yan. No, it’s not so much that he had sharp eyes, but rather that the one eye that he usually kept narrowed was so useful at this moment.

Bai Jun instantly stopped smiling and returned to his expressionless, dead-eyed state: "No."

"Really?"

Song Yan naturally wouldn't fall for it. He came up to him with a lewd look on his face and took out the jade divination with a wicked smile. He believed that there were still many female colleagues in the government office who were interested in this.

"Impossible." Bai Jun put on a sullen face and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Song Yan quickly stopped in front of Bai Jun and cleared his throat seriously. Just when Bai Jun thought he had something important to say, Song Yan suddenly changed his usual attitude:

"Hey, come on, come on, Mr. Bai, please smile again, I want to see~" As he spoke, he placed his hands on his chest, twisted his hips, raised his voice, and grumbled in Bai Jun's ear with an aggrieved look.

If Tingyun or Qingque acted like this in front of him, Bai Jun would probably agree with a pout, but if it was Songyan, it would completely pollute his hearing and destroy his vision!

"Does he really think he's cute?" Bai Jun suppressed the urge to vomit and leaned against the wall, showing no resistance to Song Yan's crazy behavior.

The good news is that the solution to epilepsy is quite simple.

Song Yan didn't seem to notice Bai Jun's clenched fist at all. He thought Bai Jun couldn't withstand his attack because he was pressed against the wall, so he took another step forward...

"Eat my magnetic field and turn it into 10,000 explosive punches!"

“Puff——”

The dull sound of flesh colliding came from Bai Jun's right fist and Song Yan's left face with a lewd smile, and then the whole person was knocked flying by a punch.

This punch was thrown with all his strength, and Song Yan was suspended in the air like a broken puppet, spinning dozens of times in one breath before landing on the ground. When he regained consciousness, his eyes were obviously much clearer.

"Still looking?" Bai Jun rubbed his right hand and asked threateningly.

"Red Bean Paste Private Marseille!!" Song Yan placed his hands under his forehead and prostrated himself on the ground, assuming a perfectly standard dogeza posture. "I'm deeply sorry for the inconvenience this has caused you. I deeply regret it and will definitely not watch this again."

Hearing his sincere apology, Bai Jun finally put away his dangerous gaze and helped him up with a hint of helplessness: "Forget it, forget it. I won't argue with you anymore. I'm going back."

"Take care!" Songyan covered her left cheek obediently and nodded quickly like a chick pecking at rice.

Bai Jun stared at him deeply, then left the government office.

Songyan immediately covered his face and fell to the ground, rolling around and wailing. His voice was so miserable that it made those who heard it sad and those who listened to it cry.

After calling for a while and making sure that there was no sound outside the door, Song Yan suddenly sat up from the ground and carefully took out a mini jade sign from his sleeve.

The screen above was showing a photo of Bai Jun standing against the wall with a nervous look on his face.

"Hehehe, Qingyan, ah Qingyan, this is what they call the devil is one foot tall, but the Tao is ten feet taller. Although I didn't capture his smile, this photo isn't bad either." Songyan tidied up her messy hair as if to show off, as if the pain on her left cheek had disappeared. "Oh my, how much is one? How about 2,000 credit points? I think there will still be a lot of people buying it."

As if he was imagining the scene of making a fortune tomorrow, Songyan smiled so obscenely that he didn't even notice that the door was half opened.

"When you make a lot of money, you have to treat me to a good meal, Mr. Songyan?"

"Oh, that's right, whoever sees it gets a share, but you don't have to thank me, just remember Qingyan's kindness - Qingyan!?" The hearty laughter was instantly distorted. Song Yan looked at Bai Jun who had been squatting beside him, tilting his head and listening with relish. His tongue froze in his mouth, and cold sweat instantly covered his back.

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, but it was worth a thousand words.

Song Yan swallowed hard, his teeth chattering, and he couldn't even speak clearly. His sharp tremor betrayed his fear: "Is it too late to delete it now?"

Bai Jun shook his head, smiled gently, and said no more.

"Xi...then, can we reconcile?" Song Yan didn't bother to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and quietly stepped back a few steps.

"Of course... Impossible! Die and pay for your crime, you bastard!"

"Yeah!!!"

In the evening, the screams from the Dihengsi Palace in Changle Tiancheng broke the rare tranquility.

Chapter 7: I and My Odachi Will Not Lose

"Huh, this guy Songyan deserves to be punished."

After stretching his muscles after a long time, Bai Jun walked on the street refreshed, holding a peculiarly shaped fish lantern in his right hand.

Because of the delay, it was already late, so Bai Jun picked up a flashlight when he left the government office, and now it came in handy.

Lanterns emitted warm yellow light as Bai Jun walked slowly through the streets of Xianyuntian on the bluestone brick sidewalk. He did not follow the conventional route home as usual, but turned to the other side and took a different route, a small path that meandered and stretched to an unknown place.

It is dinner time in Luofu now, and there are fewer pedestrians passing by, which makes the street feel quieter.

The endless breeze blew a few dead leaves across the bluestone floor, and because it had just rained in the morning, it looked especially clean.

Looking at the buildings on the roadside that were similar in style to those in his previous life, Bai Jun sighed at the similarities between the two more than once. When he first traveled through time, he had also been extremely curious about the civilization of Xianzhou. After observing for a while, he found that this sense of similarity was even stronger. It was not just the architectural style, but also the customs and festivals, eating habits, clothing characteristics, and even the thinking patterns were quite similar.

If we have to say a difference, it would only be that the technological level of the immortal boat is far superior to that of the previous life.

The industrial assembly line of Xianzhou Industrial Manufacturing Company is no different from that of the previous life. The only unique thing is that due to the extremely slow metabolism and special closed nature of Xianzhou society, they are relatively slow to preserve some customs. In other words, they are quite old-fashioned.

For example, the lantern in your hand is a portable lighting device, but the factory made it into the shape of a fish. The hollow belly of the fish can emit light, and it can also emit light of different intensities and directions according to different needs. Perhaps in the eyes of the people in Xianzhou, this is just an ordinary flashlight, but in the eyes of Bai Jun, it is a complicated and gorgeous flashlight that can be called a work of art.

To be fair, Bai Jun still prefers Xianzhou's flashlight.

Walking up the long, sloping stairs, the narrow alleys soon disappeared, revealing a wider square. The streets and alleys were brightly lit, and the bustling sounds of vendors filled the air, making the place even bustling than during the day.

In front of the square stands the Lingxing Gate, which is made of colored glaze and sandalwood. Perhaps in terms of shape alone, it is more like a memorial archway.

The sign on it only had a line of large gold-plated characters written on it - Golden Man Lane.

As soon as he stepped in here, the smell of fireworks floated in the wind, mixed with the aroma of food and tea, drifting into Bai Jun's nostrils.

Licking the corner of his mouth, Bai Jun rubbed his hungry stomach and began to look for tonight's meal.

The reason for not going home was not that complicated. It was simply because he was too lazy to cook dinner tonight and didn't want to go hungry. After thinking about it, he could only come to Jinren Lane to pack some food to make do.

While Jinren Alley's signature snack street offers everything from traditional dishes to street food, it's essentially the same as other places, selling the same few snacks. But once in Jinren Alley, it seems quite unique, with a subtle sense of cultural heritage.

Bai Jun didn't think much of it. He wasn't as particular as the gourmets in Luofu. He just ordered a bowl of fish balls, a few sesame cakes, some spicy dried fish, and a cup of milk tea to make ends meet for dinner.

As if remembering something, Bai Jun, who was about to go home, stopped and looked towards the east side of the square.

Now that we're here, why not stop by and take a look at our new place?

Thinking this in his mind, Bai Jun picked up the dried fish and walked slowly towards his new residence as if he was taking a stroll.

"Ok?"

His feet, which he thought would never stop until they reached their destination, suddenly stopped, and Bai Jun turned his gaze to the street lamp on the street not far behind him.

The bag fell to the ground, and the fruits were scattered everywhere. An old lady was squatting on the ground, rubbing her ankle.

"What's wrong?"

The old lady seemed startled by being suddenly addressed. She raised her head, her eyes filled with deep wariness.

As a foreigner temporarily living in the fairy boat, it is common to be discriminated against by the real Luofu Lord from time to time. In order to avoid being hurt, it is necessary to be vigilant.

However, after seeing Bai Jun's appearance, even though he had a knife on his waist, the old lady's vigilance obviously disappeared.

A man with such good looks and appearance would definitely not have any intentions towards an old man like me.

"You seem to be in trouble. Is there anything I can help you with?" Bai Jun bent down and extended his hand to the old lady.

"No, no need. How can I ask the master to help me..." The old lady waved her hands in fear and refused. She tried to stand up on her own. She couldn't let herself fall to the ground and dirty the master's hands.

However, the pair of fair and slender hands supported her without any hesitation. "Please don't mind. It's only natural to lend a hand to those in need."

Bai Jun smiled gently, and the old lady blushed instantly. The smile of the handsome and suave young man removed her last layer of defense. If Bai Jun asked her for her pension at this moment, she would probably give it all to him without any regrets.

But it was obvious that Bai Jun was not interested in her pension, and his deep blue eyes were flashing with desire for something else!

"Ding--"

[Moral Praise +5]

[15/100]

Yes, this is it!

Hearing the cold yet familiar mechanical sound, Bai Jun's smile became even brighter, as happy as a child who got his favorite toy.

But if you think that he does good things deliberately for the sake of rewards, you are totally wrong!

It's really vulgar!

The so-called sociality and altruism are one of the most distinct characteristics that distinguish humans from beasts, and are also the reason for completely distinguishing humans from animals!

Why would you feel sad if you encounter a creature you don't know on the road and it dies in the blink of an eye? Because humans are just such idle creatures, but this is also our greatest redeeming feature. We are creatures with a sense of peace and contentment, how wonderful it is.

Helping others is the right thing to do, and if you receive the appropriate rewards, the joy will be even sweeter, like a good harvest. Besides, if you don't pick up the free moral points, how can you be considered utilitarian?

Bai Jun supported the old lady and took her to a nearby clinic, and paid for her medical expenses out of his own pocket.

On the way back, Bai Jun touched his empty frog wallet and fell into a brief contemplation.

Where is my money?

Although Bai Jun usually didn't pay much attention to his savings and spent money lavishly, it was only the middle of the month. No matter how much he spent, he wouldn't be completely broke, right? Imagining the miserable life of steamed buns, pickled vegetables, and tofu that would follow for the rest of the month, Bai Jun felt a deep stomachache and sighed.

Alas, it seems that I have to go and collect the debt from that yellow-haired Xiao Deng, otherwise I won’t be able to survive.

Bai Jun put away his pitiful frog wallet, took a sip of milk tea to soothe his taste buds, and to comfort his empty soul.

The journey took some time, and by the time he arrived at his new residence, it was already dusk.

Using the key he got from the barbarian to open the door, Bai Jun walked into the dark room with a flashlight. Following his impression in the morning, he walked to the electricity meter and turned on the light.

Sizzle....

The dark room was bathed in white light, and the filaments of the incandescent lamps glowed brilliantly.

Simple but not bulky, clean but not cluttered, warm but not cramped...

Looking at the room in front of him, whose layout and decoration were quite to his liking, Bai Jun nodded with satisfaction: "Hmm, that foreigner has pretty good taste. Okay, I'll forgive him for saying bad things about me in his heart this morning."

It's not that he's narrow-minded, is it? He just holds a grudge a little bit.

Regarding this house, the things that were said during the day seemed scary, but in fact they were not that mysterious. They were just exaggerated emotions, especially for the barbarians who had just arrived. They were probably influenced by the horror movies about immortal ships.

Tick-tock...tick-tock....

The untimely sound of dripping water seemed to confirm that what the barbarian said was not a lie. Bai Jun put down the half-drunk milk tea and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

The faucet in the bathroom was tightened, but the dripping sound continued. Even so, Bai Jun's expression remained extremely calm.

Why not afraid?

"Looks like we really need to discuss the water valve issue in Jinren Lane with the Jinren Lane Chamber of Commerce. They've already scared off three or four barbarians this month."

Looking up, I saw an inconspicuous valve on the side of the pipe connecting above. I skillfully tightened and closed the valve controlling the faucet, and immediately the annoying dripping sound disappeared.

Bai Jun helplessly brushed off the rust on his hands. It seemed that solving the problem of the aging water valve in Jinren Lane had to be put on the agenda.

Residents living in Jinren Lane all know that the water valve problem here has been going on for a long time. Due to severe aging, if the valve is not tightened at night, water will always drip along the pipe. Not only is it annoying, but the remaining water marks will also aggravate the degree of rust, thus forming a vicious cycle.

But even so, the Jinrenxiang Chamber of Commerce still turned a blind eye and stubbornly insisted on not doing anything. They always liked to use the excuse of "Don't escalate individual problems to the group!" to get by. If that didn't work, they would use words like "This matter must be reported to the leader!" to divert the problem.

Little did they know that this would cause the unsuspecting new residents to believe that the house was haunted, so they ran away after just a few days.