Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 24
On the fifth day of August, the weather finally cleared up. The sun pierced through the clouds and haze and shone into the small town.After the torrential rain washed away, the grass in Fenghuai County was green and the air was clear, the eaves were bright and the tiles were black, and the hazy distant mountains seemed much closer.

When Pei Ye opened his eyes, he was on the county government bed.

A familiar yet unfamiliar sense of relaxation comes from the body, the muscles of the limbs are ready to go, every breath can reach the bottom of the lungs freely and smoothly, and the chest and abdomen are so obedient and quiet.

Pei Ye stared at the roof blankly, and it took him a long time to realize that this state was called health.

He straightened up and sat up. The house outside the window was still collapsed, but the yard had been cleaned up.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and the monkey boy came in with his head down, holding tea, his eyes were still red, he looked up, and said "ah", "Brother, are you awake? I'm going to call the county magistrate right away." .”

Pei Ye's brain was still a little sluggish. As he watched the boy put down his tea and walked out, he remembered that he should ask about the safety of the boys who were fleeing in other directions.

I turned over and got out of bed. My body was clean and fresh. I lifted up my sweatshirt and saw that the skin on my lower abdomen was smooth and there was no scar at all.The veins in the forearm of his right hand still seemed to be filled with thick blue flames. The abundant sense of power made Pei Ye clenched his fist.

Lifting the lid of the tea, looking down, the fire talisman on his forehead had disappeared without a trace.

The door was pushed open again, and Chang Zhiyuan's profound and quiet face walked in.The old man has disheveled white hair and tired eyes. His left arm is fixed by a splint and hangs around his neck. It seems that he has not been carefully treated.

In an incident, three of the four adults in Fenghuai died, leaving only Chang Zhiyuan to deal with the aftermath. You can imagine the heavy workload that the old man had to shoulder this day.

"Have you rested? Is there any discomfort?" The old man's voice was as low and gentle as ever.

"Everything is fine. Master Chang, how are you doing now?"

"Thanks to your Shenwu, the enemy was wiped out last night. Zhang Xiu and Zhao Yizhang also arrived this morning. We have finished inventorying the cellars in the west of the city and are now finishing the work." Chang Zhiyuan said, "The other six victims also survived. , the three people whose limbs were mutilated by the murderer, fortunately Mr. Zhao Yizhang brought a few treasure pills, and the treatment was relatively timely, so they should all be fine."

Pei Ye breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

"The state confirmed that this is a cult named 'Candle World'. It was almost extinct 50 years ago. There has been no movement in these years. I didn't expect it to appear here suddenly." Chang Zhiyuan sat slowly while leaning on the armrest He went to the chair, picked up a cup of tea and drank it down, "Did you hear their purpose during the process of contacting them?"

Pei Ye shook his head, stretched out his right arm and put it in front of Chang Zhiyuan's eyes: "It seems that their goal is to turn that murderer into me."

Chang Zhiyuan said: "When you were in coma, I asked two adults to look at it for you, but they didn't have a clue - does it hurt?"

Pei Ye shook his head: "I don't feel anything. I even feel a lot stronger."

Chang Zhiyuan frowned and sighed: "Well, I don't know anything about this kind of thing, but this case will definitely be handed over to the state government. Let's see what they say then."

Pei Ye nodded.

"Do you have any plans for your future?"

"Planning? Not yet."

"The way of martial arts training is nothing more than sect, army and court. You seem to be a little strange in Dantian now. The way of martial art is temporarily blocked, but the other two sides are fine. I have an official document in my hand. Recommend local talents to participate in the Golden Autumn Martial Arts Competition at the end of the month. You know, next year's Shenjing Martial Arts Competition, Bowang Prefecture has three places, and this Golden Autumn Martial Arts Competition will determine the first one." Chang Zhiyuan said, "If you are interested , I will report you."

Pei Ye was startled before he realized that it was the time when countless warriors in the world were eager to try.

Two years ago, the opportunity that I had always dreamed of to test myself against the strongest players in the entire state suddenly appeared in front of me. Before my brain could think about it carefully, my body had already nodded: "Okay."

"Well, there's nothing else to do." Chang Zhiyuan smiled slightly and beat his leg lightly, "We will take care of the chores in the future, you can go back and have a rest first. In the evening, the people from the state office and Xianrentai I'm here, and I need you to show up."

"it is good."

"Well, if you have any thoughts in your mind, you can come to the county government to find me at any time."

The two walked out of the county government office side by side. Just as Pei Ye was about to leave, Chang Zhiyuan slapped his forehead and said, "By the way, wait a moment."

Turning around and walking back to the county office, he came out with a sword and a basket, and said with emotion: "The older you get, the worse your memory will be—your sword. And the pear tree in the backyard was broken last night." , the pears that have been spilled all over the ground, you should carry a basket, otherwise it will be a pity if it breaks."

Pei Ye took over the wiped sword and the washed pear, and thanked them.

After walking three or five feet away, an old man shouted from behind: "Xiao Pei!"

When Pei Ye turned his head, Chang Zhiyuan was still standing in front of the steps with a somewhat hunched figure. Seeing Pei Ye turning his head, the old man raised his left hand to hold the thumb of his right hand with difficulty, bowed his head, and saluted deeply.

……

Pushing open the faded wooden door of the peach charm, there is a thin and hard jujube tree standing in the yard. This jujube tree has not produced dates since Pei Ye can remember, and its wrinkled and shriveled temperament is just as indifferent as the old man in black under the tree. two.

After several lives and deaths, this day of separation seems to have been lengthened.

"Grandpa Yue." Pei Ye shouted.

"Huh?" The old man raised his head.

Pei Ye took the handle and took it out of the sheath.

The small courtyard was as quiet as the old man's body shuddered. Pei Ye could clearly feel that the body in front of the sword was responding instinctively. It might have twenty ways to deal with the sword, but the broken tendons and broken bones made the body tremble. Impulsively pulled back, the old man finally just trembled a few times and coughed twice.

"Did you see it?" Pei Ye said.

"Bingtian jade flies over the white snow at night, the old wild goose shines on the silver mirror, and the white horse enters the reed flowers." The old man closed his eyes and smiled, "Yes, this is the first style."

Pei Ye also laughed happily.

"Savvy. This sword style is difficult to get started. Now that you have learned the first sword style, the following sword styles will be much easier." The old man said, "There are five sword intents in this sword. You have realized the 'fear of losing feathers' ', there is still the coldness of winter, the loneliness of the outlier, the tranquility of the snowy night, and the flight of despair. And remember to sink your heart into the sword before you can make progress..."

Pei Ye watched the old man hold his head high, laboriously and intoxicatedly describing the swordsmanship he had created in his heart.

Pei Ye has always been in awe of the old man's past, and he can't bear to be disturbed, but after he truly realized the state of mind of this sword, he did have an urge to ask.

Flying geese on a snowy night, flying geese on a snowy night, wild geese originally migrate in autumn, why is there a lone goose in the sky on a snowy night?

Why did the old man create such a set of sword techniques?With such a talent for swordsmanship, why did he fall into such a situation?Is he still struggling to fly in the cold and lonely situation?Where is the south in his heart?
Pei Ye finally swallowed these questions, quietly waited for the old man to finish talking about swords, took two pears to the well to wash them, and gave one to the old man.

Back in the house, Pei Ye picked up the little black dumpling nestled in the basket and looked into its clear blue eyes: "Is it you?"

The kitten just looked at him quietly. After watching this silence for a long time, it gradually became a little dull, as if it had no soul.

Pei Ye recalled Hei Chi's phrase "not exactly", and lacking the corresponding knowledge, he didn't understand its current state for the time being.

Removed the bandage as instructed, and the wound on the abdomen had completely healed. Pei Ye felt it miraculously, and it was as good as before, without any scars.But this soft belly made Pei Ye a little bit fond of it, and couldn't help but hugged it in his arms and rubbed it a few more times.

(End of this chapter)