Qin Shou looked troubled and said, "This doesn't seem like such a good idea..."
"What's wrong with it? Come on, sing." Immortal Official A also became interested.
Qin Shou said, "Well, since you insist so warmly, I'll sing it one more time?"
"Sing on, we're listening," said Immortal Official A.
Qin Shou nodded, cleared his throat, and began to sing.
At that moment, whether it was the Ox Spirit, White Horse Spirit or whatever... As long as they had big ears, they all automatically closed them.
Especially the White Horse Spirit, who hung its head low, ears shut, gritting its teeth, subconsciously squeezing its buttocks together, sitting down hard on the chair, keeping its behind hidden as tightly as possible, as if guarding against something...
Qin Shou began to sing, the beginning as melodious as ever...
Immortal Officials A and B listened, nodding slightly with the rhythm, squinting their eyes, tapping their feet along.