Transmigration: of Mysteries and Songs

Chapter 75: Quicksand Town

Quicksand Town was situated thirty miles away from Yunzhong Pass, in no man's land. As a result of its unique geographical location, it became a trading hub for merchants and civilians of all countries. That, naturally, made it into a hotspot for the various fortune seekers that looked to strike their lucky bounty by recognising the potential relics in the waves of goods traded in the Town. For those who knew what they were looking at, the desert was a treasure trove. With its proximity to Yunzhong Pass, the citizens of the Xuan Kingdom that ran into trouble at the chaotic town often turned to the government at the Pass for help and protection.

Situ, Feng Luodi, Zhang Xin and a few soldiers from the camp came to the town that day, intent on investigating the disappearance of the citizens. Feng Luodi glanced around curiously. It seems like that the biggest physical difference between those of the other races and us are their eyes of colours and the sharper contours of their faces. They seem a little stockier than us too. The group of them entered an inn and sat down at the table, pretending to dine but quietly eavesdropping on the conversations in the common area.

"Is the rumour about the treasure in the depths of the desert true? I've been asked by a few people to join their expedition!"

"I guess it is. Haven't you heard of the folk tune 'remembrance of the desert, treasures of the sand'?  We wouldn't have to work another day for the rest of our lives if we can find that treasure!"

"I'm sure it can't be found so easily. I've heard that many expeditions have already been lost searching for the treasure!"

"He's right. Too many have disappeared in the desert these couple of months, all in search of that treasure."

The group exchanged looks. Is that what we're looking for? Zhang Xin got up and raised an eyebrow at the rest of them. "Let me try." He hopped over to the adjacent table and joined in their conversation, and it wasn't long before he changed to another table. Blending in perfectly with the environment, he looked like the rest of the inn's patrons: desperate men hoping to strike their pot of gold.

"Do you guys do this often? He seems very well practised." Feng Luodi looked at Zhang Xin in admiration.

"Such information gathering is mostly left to our agents and spies." Situ poured himself a cup of tea, but quickly decided that the muddled looking beverage was not to his liking. Seems like I've spent too long resting on my laurels in Chang'an.

"Have you done this before?" Feng Luodi raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on her lips.

Situ rolled his eyes inwardly. How can I forget how playful she can get at times?

"He can't." Zhang Xin returned to his seat and answered her question. They had their back against the wall, to better hide Situ's identity, for he was famous around these parts.

"Why not?" Feng Luodi's curiosity was piqued. "Because he's the boss?"

Zhang Xin laughed raucously as if at a joke, but lowered his voice again. "His very presence is overwhelming. No matter how well he tries to hide his identity, he still stands out from the crowd."

"I understand." Feng Luodi nodded vigorously. Situ naturally emanates a powerful aura, and he draws attention to himself even if he isn't trying to. The other patrons are shooting glances at him even now!

"We have to leave." Zhang Xin stood up. "Some of the patrons here are Huns - don't cause any unnecessary trouble." The group of them followed suit and quickly left the inn, leaving some silver on the table. They had barely eaten anything, but had to leave because of Situ's overwhelming presence.

On their way out of the town, Feng Luodi could not contain her laughter anymore, snickering and shooting glances at Situ all the way.

Situ turned expressionlessly to Zhang Xin. "What did you find out?"