The Lord who use immortals as food

Pulling his thoughts back to his eyes, Pei Ye remembered that he still hadn't asked about the identity of the person outside the wall.

"This..." Pei Ye hesitated for a moment, but chose the former between "girl" and "senior", "...girl, my name is Pei Ye, may I ask your name? I don't know why you came to Fenghuai." , if necessary, I can introduce you to several adults from the county government."

"No, it's just a personal matter." The person outside the wall said, "I am Ming Qitian, can I ask you some questions?"

Ming Qitian? Who is that?

Pei Ye searched for this unfamiliar name in his mind. The other person said "I am Ming Qitian" instead of "My name is Ming Qitian". This subtle difference seemed to indicate something.

"Please ask."

"Is there any news about a book or a magical martial art circulating in your area?"

Pei Ye frowned blankly: "I've never heard of it."

"Okay, thank you."

Pei Ye was stunned - is this the end?

He couldn't help but remind: "You can tell me more relevant information, maybe I can think of some clues."

The person outside the wall pondered for a moment and said: "I don't know more, there is only one, it can be called the 'method of cultivating immortality in Dantian'."

This unfamiliar term made Pei Ye even more confused, so he had to say again: "I've never heard of it."

"Well, thank you." The person outside the wall said again, "In addition, I accidentally saw your sword style, and I have three things on hand to make up for it - one is much inferior to your sword style, but it can still be called top-notch. swordsmanship; a sword made from the East China Sea Sword Furnace 'Yi Shang'; and a small booklet that records my sword training insights when I was young. Which one is more to your liking?"

Pei Ye was stunned for a while. He never thought that having his sword heard was such a serious matter. When he was reading miscellaneous books in the public house a few years ago, Shen Changjian occasionally practiced swordplay in the courtyard. He heard it countless times. Woolen cloth.

Maybe this is an outside rule? After all, it is really not appropriate for someone to look at someone for his housekeeping skills.

But then again, listening is not the same as watching, and watching is not the same as learning. Even if he was shown the man in black robe last night ten times in advance, he still didn't know how to decipher it. The eleventh time he could still penetrate his throat; and now the people outside the wall could decipher his trick through the wall. Sword style, even if she was unexpected, his move would not be able to achieve any success in front of her.

After thinking again and again, Pei Ye finally acted according to his own knowledge and said sternly: "Miss Ming, I didn't guard against others when I was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard. You walked on the street and listened and learned. That's your ability. There is no need to give me any compensation. Besides, your words have already benefited me greatly."

The man outside the wall pondered for a moment, then threw a small jade sword and landed on Pei Ye's hand, saying: "This is the best swordsmanship I have seen in the past month. I have not learned it, but I am also quite inspired. Reciprocity is the way to go." It's common sense. Since you don't want to accept the gift now, then just hold this sword talisman first. When you think about it, you can inject your true energy at any time and use it to contact me."

Just as Pei Ye was about to speak, his heart skipped a beat and he quickly opened the courtyard door. There was no one on the street.

He walked back while fiddling with the sword in a somewhat dejected manner, picked up the black cat on the couch and stroked it before lying back on the chair. But at this moment, the cat suddenly turned its head and looked at him.

Those eyes seemed to be lit up and possessed intelligence, and this charm was quite familiar to Pei Ye, who couldn't help but stop awkwardly.

But the black cat didn't pay attention. Instead, he cast his eyes toward the door and muttered to himself: "Do you think I am... the wrong person in the contract?"

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"'Youth', 'Sword', 'Clear Mind', 'Perseverance'... all of them really fit together."

Pei Ye looked down at it in disbelief. Although he was vigilant when making the contract, he was also unhappy when he heard that the other party had changed his mind. He couldn't help but said: "Isn't it compatible with me too?"

"Of course you are also suitable, but just like fluorescent lights can illuminate, the bright moon can also illuminate..."

"Well, then you go find her." Pei Ye curled her lips, feeling like she was abandoned in the end.

"Forget it, if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog." The black cat looked up at him and said, "I'm leaving."

"Hey wait."

Black Cat looked at him.

"What's going on over there? Is the situation still dangerous?" Pei Ye asked.

"It's nothing complicated. Just like you last night, I also have a big enemy to face. Thanks to you, things have indeed gotten better after the contract was signed. Moreover, it seems that a helper came today." Black Cat thought about that. Regarding the matter, he said, "In short, the current situation is okay. If it worsens, if there is time before I die, I will take the initiative to find you to resolve the contract."

After saying that, the light in the cat's eyes disappeared again.

"I - that's not what I meant." This sentence was not caught up. Pei Ye looked at the kitten who was as quiet as an idiot, packed up his things and returned to the house.

It's better to go to bed early, tomorrow is the day when Uncle Lin and Lin Jue are buried.

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…

The next day, Linzhai in the west of the city.

The sun is in the east, and the courtyard is covered with white curtains.

Lin Lin didn't have any relatives, but there were many students who were taught by him and subordinates who were taken care of by him. People in the courtyard came spontaneously to express their condolences. Men of different ages and costumes gathered in small groups, and a stage was set up aside. Singing babblingly.

Lin Jue has only a handful of friends - a girl of about the same age on the west side of the city who has been her close friend since childhood; Master Huang's daughter who practices martial arts, and Lin Jue always says no to her every time she goes to the martial arts studio. Meng Jiao, the son of a neighboring farmer, had always been at odds with marrying Lin Jue, but in the first half of the year he finally married the daughter of a carpenter's family in the north of the city.

The two girls were sitting together with the female relatives, while Meng Jiao was leaning against the pavilion with his eyes open, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother Meng." Pei Ye walked over and said, "I seem to be very busy recently. What are you doing?"

"Xiao Ye." Meng Jiao turned his head. After getting married, he looked much more mature and calm. He smiled and answered, "Collect some skins and herbs from the surrounding villages. We only rely on those few acres of land. If we eat them in a year, the rest will be gone." It won’t sell for much money.”

"Isn't that already good? Others have enough for generals and generals, but you can still sell some."

Meng Jiao shook his head, looked up at the sky with his tanned cheeks, and then lowered his head: "Your sister-in-law is pregnant. I want... I want... to let the child study or practice martial arts in the future."

"Well..." Pei Ye opened his mouth, "That would be a big expense."

"Yes, my mother and father-in-law are criticizing me." Meng Jiao rubbed his feet on the ground and smiled, "But I won't change my mind."

He looked at the empty space again, and subconsciously landed on Lin Jue's boudoir, muttering to himself: "I must study and practice martial arts..."

"You run like this every day, don't be too tired."

"It's not bad. I borrowed Uncle Lu's donkey cart. I'll use it when he's not hauling wine. I'll pay him some money every time - after I save for half a year, I can buy a donkey of my own."

"Hey, it seems quite profitable?" Pei Ye said with a smile.

"I've set my sights on it earlier. No one is taking this job, as long as you work harder - Hey, what's the point of always talking about me? I almost forgot that the young hero everyone wants to meet is right in front of me."

Pei Ye smiled and shook his head.

"I heard that even the adults couldn't deal with that evil guy, but you cut his neck cleanly." Meng Jiao sighed, "It's really amazing, I really admire him from the bottom of my heart."

"To say that...it's just luck."

Meng Jiao shook his head and held Pei Ye's wrist: "I tell the truth, Xiaoye, I really admire you. I saw the head on the coffin lid, it was so happy, Xiaoye. Yesterday I heard that Xiaojue and Mr. Lin was killed, and I was angry, scared, panicked...and aggrieved. Do you remember, when I was a kid, Xiaojue liked to watch you practice martial arts, and I was always angry with you. Now I understand, people have no ability and cannot hold their heads high. , Xiaoye, you are a truly capable person."

Pei Ye was speechless. Meng Jiao looked at the sky and said, "Okay, no more chatting. I remember that Xiao Jue made a few gadgets that he was very proud of. At that time, he even joked that he would take them to the tomb when he died. If you have nothing to do, why not go look for her in her room?"

"Yes, that's what happened." Pei Ye recalled, "But I don't remember a few things - let's go find them together."

"A bamboo birdcage, a small pottery teapot with a black and white puppy painted on it, a thumb-sized topaz seal, and a set of palm-thick story paintings... Just count as many as you can find. It's a sentence. Just kidding." Meng Jiao raised the sack at hand, "I won't go in. It's not appropriate. I have work in the afternoon, so I have to leave first."

"So busy?"

"Old Mo from the village to the east owes me two pieces of leather. He originally said he would bring them to the city the day before yesterday, but he still hasn't heard from me. I'll go and see what's going on."

"Oh, okay. Some places on the mountain road are not completely dry yet, so be careful."

"Don't worry, we're all on the same path we're used to." Meng Jiao waved his hand and walked out of the courtyard carrying a heavy sack.

Pei Ye watched him disappear from sight, sighed silently, turned around and walked towards Lin Jue's room.

Meng Jiao is indeed sincere to Lin Jue, but if the two really get married, not only will Lin Jue, who is married to a peasant family, be unable to adapt, but also for the Meng family, having a daughter-in-law with a disabled hand who cannot work is not a blessing.