Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 133
Pei Ye wanted to share this emotion with the kitten, but after seeing the cat practicing quietly, he gave up the plan.

He knew that it wouldn't blame him for disturbing him, and it would definitely understand his mood, but it didn't know how to empathize.

The black cat is not emotionless, but most of the time it is as calm and rational as ice water, constantly moving towards its grand goal. The words "even if the entire Bowang Province is ruined" are still in my ears. Black Cat's perspective is always high enough. This is a necessary quality when facing the Immortal Lord, but it is not so wonderful as a friend.

Especially being a friend to a short-sighted layman like myself.

Maybe in the days to come, the emotions between the two will gradually resonate with more than just "killing the immortal king", but now he still doesn't want to disturb it.

but.

Does he really have anyone he can disturb at will?

This sudden thought made the young man stunned for a while.

Master Huang and Uncle Chang are kind elders who appreciate, care and love themselves.

Brother Zhu is Chicheng's mentor. You feel comfortable being with him. It's hard to think of his unattainable status. He is also very down-to-earth. You can safely rely on him as your backbone.

Miss Ming. It’s hard for me to shamelessly say that I have a deep friendship with Miss Ming, but she is indeed the kind of person you can trust with your life and death even if you meet her once.

I trust each of them enough, but it's not that "casual" feeling.

The young man thought for a while, until he felt that he had turned into that annoying hypocritical person, and then he waved his hand to throw these thoughts away from his mind.

I simply slipped out of bed, raised the oil lamp, and asked the waiter to bring some pens, ink, and paper for use.

It actually costs twelve cents.

I lay on the bed and started writing letters to these relatives and friends.

Pei Ye knew very early on that many children have the right to feel sorry for themselves, because there will always be someone who will take care of their subtle thoughts.

But I am different. I follow the rules of interaction of adults. Every relationship needs to be maintained. If you don't want to lose this friendship, you can't wait for others to keep getting closer to you.

Of course, you can also lean in the corner and complain that you have no friends, and then you really have no friends.

Pei Ye dipped his fine pen in ink and began to write on the paper stroke by stroke.

The first copy was sent back to Fenghuai.

First of all, he told the two elders that he had settled down in Zhoucheng, and the training of the Longmen Class was going on smoothly, and the masters were all very capable.

The classmates are also very friendly.

He defeated the Four Lives Sword Cultivator from Zhengshou County in a small competition, so he asked Master Huang to estimate how many rounds he could get.

Uncle Chang is in better health. You can buy many medicines here that are not available in Fenghuai. You can send back whatever you need.

In addition, I have secretly learned about Wu Bi's rewards, and I can get a lot of money. Master Huang doesn't need to share the money for inviting everyone to come to Zhoucheng to watch Wu Bi.

Just send the reply to Tongyuan Inn.

After writing this letter, Pei Ye remembered that he should make time to go to Bai Sibing to express his gratitude.

Looking at the next white paper, Pei Ye thought for a while. He and Zhu Gaoyang had only been separated for a few days. He was probably still on the road and had nothing to say.

On the contrary, Miss Ming can send a letter here. Firstly, the "sick sword" of Zhanxin Liuli was entrusted to her. Now that ten days have passed, she has to give an explanation. Secondly, she also needs to exchange the progress of both parties. Agree on a time and place for the meeting.

Counting the time it took for the messenger to come and go, Wubi might have replied once or twice before.

"Hello, Miss Ming.

I haven’t seen you for a few days, I wonder where you are—”

After Pei Ye finished writing this sentence, his brows wrinkled slightly.

Fenghuai has Master Huang around, he can decipher his own handwriting, but Miss Ming seems to have never seen her own handwriting.

Then he picked up the pen and paper, put on his shoes, and went out and went downstairs.

In the quiet lobby, there was indeed an orange candle burning at the counter.

Pei Ye walked over and placed the paper in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper raised his head - it was this kid again.

"What?"

"Can you please ghostwrite a letter?" Pei Ye folded his arms and put them on the counter.

The shopkeeper pushed away the two books in front of him and took the pen and paper: "Two articles."

"I bought this paper and ink from you for twelve cents. Do you still need to charge me for it?"

"Twelve coins?" The shopkeeper frowned and raised his head, "Isn't it ten coins?"

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"Grandma's!" The shopkeeper slapped the table and was about to go out.

Pei Ye quickly pulled him back: "Write it for me first. After you finish the two articles, you can go to the waiter to ask for them."

The shopkeeper sat down angrily: "Damn it! I opened a small restaurant in my restaurant! What should I write?"

"I'll read it."

"Ah."

"Hello, Miss Ming,"

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"what happened?"

"It's okay. Generally speaking, people who hire letter writers tell me what to write and I'll come up with the words. With you, it's really just a 'ghostwriting'." The shopkeeper wrote down these five words of greeting truthfully. .

"My handwriting is ugly."

"Oh."

Pei Ye continued: "I haven't seen you for a few days. I don't know where you are, but according to the order of what you said that day, you must not have arrived at Tianshan yet, so I sent this letter in advance to wait for you.

Liuli's condition has improved a lot, but it will take a long time to recover. I have broken my second life today, so I would like to thank Liuli for her help. "

The shopkeeper kept writing and looked up at him.

"If you want it, you can let it stay at your place for a while. Now it won't be in any danger if it leaves me temporarily for a few days. I just don't know if it can find you on its own.

My martial arts competition will start on the seventh day of September, and it will take about four days, and there may be two or three days to finish after that. Calculated, I will probably stay in Zhoucheng until around the fifteenth day of September.

I would like to ask Miss Ming about your date. Should I wait for you in Zhoucheng, or can I go back to Fenghuai first?I want to go back home before going to Shenjing.

In addition, I won the first place in the martial arts competition today, but there are so many talented people. I expect that by the time of the martial arts competition, I am [-]% sure of being in the top four, and I can also hope to be in the top two, but I will definitely not be the first place.

I don't know you - hmm?What's wrong? "

Pei Ye looked at the shopkeeper in front of him.

The shopkeeper's head is still lowered, but his eyebrows have been raised, and a pair of pupils are looking at him sternly.

"Keep writing."

The shopkeeper sighed and picked up his pen.

"——I wonder if you are asking whether the sword is smooth and whether those people are powerful.

I wish you will make some progress, and your reply can be sent to Bowangzhou Yuyuan Inn. "

Then Pei Ye took the pen and wrote in his own hand "August [-] Pei Ye".

The shopkeeper's probe looked at his clumsy strokes, "tsk tsk" twice: "Is it for the girl?"

"Huh? No."

"Little brother, let me give you one more advice." The shopkeeper said to himself, "You have to brag, but if you brag too much, it will be counterproductive."

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"For example here." The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and tapped some letter paper, "Your second life realm, you can blow 32 is almost the same, and you are probably in the top four. I don't think you are unfamiliar with this girl, how can people not know you What level is it?”

"People say I can enter Yunlang Mountain."

"Okay." The shopkeeper gave him a thumbs up.

The shopkeeper put the letter into the envelope, and when he was about to seal it, the shopkeeper touched the envelope and suddenly said: "Just send it like this? Don't you think it's a little empty?"

"What are you talking about?" "Put a gift in there." The shopkeeper sighed, "You can put anything in there. There is a sense of friendship."

This makes sense, but Pei Ye thought for a while: "Forget it, I have nothing to give at the moment."

The shopkeeper took out an earring from under the counter and sighed: "Well, it's fate. I happen to have one here, which was left by my deceased wife. It's useless to see things and think about people every night. It's better to have a good relationship with you." It’s a good story.”

"Send me?"

"Eight hundred words."

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"But you can write in your letter that it was given by a man who broke his string - and I can also write you two lines of poetry."

"It's a small piece, just enough to fit in. Look, how beautiful it is." The shopkeeper picked up the small jewelry, "I tell you sincerely, girls really like this style."

Pei Ye sighed: "Shopkeeper, you are just a pen now."

"Okay." The shopkeeper curled his lips and looked like he was bitten by a dog. He pulled out a small box from under the cabinet and threw the earrings in.

In this flash, Pei Ye saw seven or eight identical ones inside.

After the envelope was sealed, Pei Ye also took out the letter addressed to Fenghuai and gave it to the shopkeeper to seal.

The shopkeeper picked up a pen and put it on the cover, waiting for Pei Ye.

Pei Ye asked: "Well, it's my first time to send a letter. What should I write on the envelope?"

"From right to left." The shopkeeper tapped the three columns on the envelope, "They are: where to send it, who to send it to, and who sent it."

"Oh." Pei Ye nodded: "Send this letter to Fenghuai County Government."

The shopkeeper wrote "Bo Wang Fenghuai County Yamen" under the upper right box, and then raised the pen to the middle section.

"Master Huang, Uncle Chang."

The shopkeeper wrote it down, raised his head and said, "For the elders?"

"Ah."

The shopkeeper wrote "Jun Qi" and then moved it to the lower left: "How do you call yourself?"

"Just, Pei Ye."

The shopkeeper wrote it down like this, and then moved another letter: "Where is this letter sent?"

"Go to the sect, Tianshan."

The shopkeeper frowned, looked up at the beams on the roof and thought for a while: "Which state is Tianshan Mountain in?"

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"Okay, let's make it up later." The shopkeeper left a blank space and wrote "Tianshan Mountain Gate" below.

Then move the pen to the middle.

"Just write it down girl."

The shopkeeper wrote the words "Ms. Ming's personal greeting".

Just as he was about to move it to the lower left, Pei Ye stopped him and said: "Add a line of small characters and write: Please Guishanmen, please submit it on your behalf when Master Mingjian comes to ask about the sword."

"So many new words." The shopkeeper mumbled and wrote according to Pei Ye's description.

The signature is still Pei Ye.

The shopkeeper said that he would deliver it to the inn when he handed in the registration book tomorrow, so Pei Ye thanked him and went upstairs.

Back in the room, Black Cat had stopped practicing and squatted on the bed looking at him.

"What are you going to do?"

"Sent two letters." Pei Ye picked it up, sat on the bed, and put it into his leg.

"How did you feel about going to the martial arts gym today?" Black Cat did not follow him today and stayed in the room to practice.

"Huh?" Pei Ye was slightly surprised. He didn't expect it to take the initiative to ask about such a trivial matter. "It's pretty good. I've learned several sword moves and I've surpassed the second life."

Black Cat nodded: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you are in a martial arts school or not. As long as you are given a quiet environment, you can lose weight."

"Right."

With dragon blood sucking and swordsmanship, he is indeed in a period of explosive growth in strength.

"At this rate, can Wubi win first place?"

"I'm afraid not." Pei Ye said, "Before the martial arts competition, I have at most three lives. There is no problem in being in the top four with the Cicada Sword, but it will be difficult to go forward. I heard that there is a sixth life in this competition. He's a genius, and his swordsmanship may be even better than mine, so he definitely can't beat me."

"Aren't you going to use that sword?"

"That's not necessary." Pei Ye lowered his head and plucked its ears, looked up at the roof and thought, "Moreover, even if you use three lives against six lives, you may not be able to win. If you want to be stable, you still have to add more You have to go to [Quail Head] - do you really want me to take first place?"

"We don't have much time. I hope you grow up quickly."

"Oh, but anyway, the Shenjing Martial Arts Championships won't start until next summer. I can still go to Shenjing to compete in the qualifying round. It doesn't matter if I win early or late."

"Alright."

"What about you? I see you've been practicing for half a month." Pei Ye flipped the cat's body over twice, trying to find signs of it becoming stronger.

"It's okay."

"Are you as good as me now?"

Black Cat looked at him and was silent for a moment: "Pei Ye, you just gained two more meridians and learned a few sword moves."

".Oh."

The black cat raised a small paw towards him.

"What?"

"Wrist break."

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Pei Ye adjusted his posture and held the paw.

He looked at the quiet blue eyes of the black cat: "Then, did I exert myself?"

"Ah."

In an instant, strong tendons bulged from the young man's smooth arms, the zhenqi in his dantian surged up, and the bed board immediately let out a "squeak".

The black cat lowered its head slightly, no muscles were tense, but the little paw remained motionless.

Then, this paw began to press Pei Ye's hand and fall towards the bed board.

Pei Ye gritted his teeth. It could be seen that the black cat was not overwhelming him in terms of strength, but it was indeed a steady force.

Pei Ye's hands were pinned to the bed board without any room for struggle.

Pei Ye let go of his hand, smiled and rubbed his arm: "I think you are about the same strength as the Zhang Junxue we met before."

"Well, can you beat her?"

"Can't beat her, but that's because it's hard for me to use my swordsmanship against her -" Pei Ye paused for a moment, and suddenly found that facing this kitten, it was even harder for her to use my swordsmanship.

Such a small and sensitive thing would have a hard time dealing with it even if it was weaker than itself, let alone one that was stronger.

And even more rogue is Chi Huo.

Even if I use Snowy Night Flying Goose and Quail Head, I may not be able to do anything with it.

How do you play fencing with a cat?Can't beat it at all.

Besides, it also has a quail head.

"So you are better than me." Pei Ye raised his head and frowned.

(End of this chapter)