The Lord who use immortals as food

After reading these few lines, Pei Ye looked at Xu Chuo blankly.

The woman was smiling with satisfaction: "What's wrong?"

"Did you spend money?"

"How much do you think these words are worth?"

"Twenty taels?" Pei Ye hesitated, looking at her expression, "No way, I'd be fooled."

Xu Chuo leaned against the railing and kept laughing.

".What's so funny?"

Xu Chuo didn't answer and drank the wine in the glass with a smile.

Pei Ye raised his head at this time: "Oh, that's right."

"Um?"

Pei Ye lowered his head, took out a wrinkled piece of paper from his waist, opened it and handed it to the woman.

There are more than ten items listed above, and the numbers following them are in units of "two".

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"I owe Taishan Yaolu the medical fee." Pei Ye looked at Xu Chuo and emphasized, "I got injured while doing official business."

"Who is your official?" Xu Chuo smiled and glanced sideways, "I have hired a palace doctor for you. You have wasted your time to find a private doctor. There is no reason to ask me to pay two medical fees."

Pei Ye glared: "You didn't tell me."

Xu Chuo tilted his cheek and turned his bright eyes slightly, stretched out his fingers and said with a smile: "If this is not the case, let's play a game on a good day and night. If you win, I will help you pay the medical fee."

Pei Ye warned: "I won't recite poems with you."

Xu Chuo rolled his eyes slightly, raised his finger and said, "This bottle of water seems to be empty. There are two more bottles in the cupboard, please get them."

Pei Yeli stood up and walked in. Sure enough, he found two jade-yellow porcelain bottles deep in the cupboard. The mud seals on the bottle mouths were quite old. He walked over and opened one, and the fragrant aroma of wine came out. The smell was much stronger than the last one.

Xu Chuo squinted his eyes with satisfaction and tapped the table gently: "It's not interesting to drink dry."

He raised his hand and said: "There should be a pair of throwing pots deep under the cabinet over there. Go and see if it's there?"

Pei Ye followed the instructions and found a pair of tou kettles that were exquisite but had been eroded by time. They must have been made by skilled craftsmen at that time. They had not been eaten by insects and saprolegnia for a long time, but the color was dim and covered with dust.

Pei Ye came over with a pot in one hand and a bundle of arrows in the other. Xu Chuo frowned slightly: "Ah, it's so dirty."

Pei Ye said nothing, and with a flick of his finger, the vermilion flames swept over the utensil, washing away all dust.

Xu Chuo's eyes lit up and he smiled slightly, "You must have a convenient life."

Then she raised her finger and said: "There are thirty arrows in this bundle. Let's each shoot fifteen. Drink half a cup before each shot, and another half cup after each shot. After each round, the pot will move back one foot." The one with more pots in the end wins, how about that?”

Pei Ye looked at the woman's blushing cheeks and smiled: "You want to compete with me in drinking?"

"There is also pot throwing." Xu Chuo emphasized, "If you drink too much, your accuracy will be poor. Of course, you should not use your true energy."

Pei Ye sat down and washed the two cups with fire. He glanced at the beautiful woman who was still wrapped in a big cloak and sighed softly: "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. I am blindfolded to compete with you."

Xu Chuoxiao: "You decide this yourself."

Pei Ye placed the pot half a foot away, but Xu Chuo shook his head and pointed. He didn't nod until he moved about a foot away.

"Then I'll come first." Xu Chuo handed over the cup and gestured for the two of them to pour wine to each other. Pei Ye deliberately let her pour half a cup for her, and Xu Chuo picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.

Then she still leaned on the railing and tilted her cheek, picked up a projectile, narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her forearm, her long skirt fell to the ground like flowing gold and jade, and the projectile hit the pot in a straight arc, and it hit the pot. The rang rang brought up a string of jade sounds.

This hand really shocked Pei Ye. It was not easy to throw it into such a small spout from a distance of one foot. In fact, it required extremely precise control of eyesight and limbs.

Xu Chuo tilted his head and smiled, picked up the wine bottle and poured half a glass for him. He stared at him and said, "It's your turn."

Pei Ye was really aroused to be competitive. He finished drinking the wine, noted the location of the pot, tore off a piece of cloth to cover his eyes, raised his hand to pick up a projectile, and carefully tested the center of gravity. Then he paused for a moment, concentrated his attention, and the next moment a clanging sound rang out, and as expected, he also entered the pot.

Pei Ye hooked his fingers and pulled up the black cloth, and said nonchalantly, "This is my first time playing this."

"I won't let you do that either." Xu Chuo smiled and handed over the cup again.

Pei Ye used his true energy to knock the pot back a foot, and Xu Chuo threw it again, creating another beautiful and precise arc. Pei Ye sighed softly and pulled down the black cloth.

The two of them were going back and forth. After removing their true energy and covering their eyes, Pei Ye had to concentrate on the position of the pot. Fortunately, the precision of his limbs was still there, and each one followed the woman into the pot.

However, as the rounds passed, the difficulty began to increase. It was okay to move the pot further and further away, mainly because the mellowness of this bottle of wine was amazing. After a few glasses, he started to feel dizzy. Pei Ye was already confused. Looking at it, it becomes more and more difficult to determine the location of the pot.

But the woman next to him was obviously a trap - she was already looking tipsy after drinking two glasses of sake, but now that she had drank an unknown amount, she still looked slightly drunk, and her eyes were even more blurry.

From this moment on, both of them stared at the pot intently. If they won, they would smile and be relieved. If the other party also won, they would sigh. After ten rounds, Pei Ye really felt a little tired. He was blindfolded and shaking the arrow for a long time, and he was no longer sure where the pot was.

"Are you asleep?"

Pei Ye put down the arrow and said, "Let me take another look."

"No!"

Pei Ye pursed her lips, had to take a deep breath, and cast in with concentration. After a few clicks, she finally managed to cast in.

Pei Ye stood up suddenly, pulled down the black cloth and laughed.

Xu Chuo sighed softly and handed over the cup.

But she quickly frowned and stretched out her hand: "You poured too much."

"I didn't pour enough for you in the first cup, so you have to make up for it now." Pei Ye was very cautious at this time and insisted on giving her an extra sip.

Xu Chuo took a deep breath, drank it all in one gulp, picked up the arrow, stood up, and bent forward to take aim. Pei Ye was startled for a moment, and then she realized that the difficulty for her now was that the pot was nearly two feet long, and it would take some effort to throw it in.

Xu Chuo was quiet for a moment and said softly: "Go!"

With a move of his forearm, the arrow flew into the pot with a slight deflection.

Xu Chuo breathed a sigh of relief, staggered and leaned against the railing again, then picked up the bottle and looked at the young man with a smile.

Pei Ye had never known someone who was so drunk that he couldn't stand still could be so chic and elegant. He sighed and handed over the cup, knowing that this round might be a failure.

Sure enough, as soon as the black cloth was pulled down, the pot that he had memorized many times just stared at it suddenly started to wander in his mind. Pei Ye frowned and thought for a long time, only to feel that the weight of the arrows in his hand began to vary, and finally he had to grit his teeth and shoot. , with a "clang" sound, Yatata hit the bottleneck and bounced away.

A shout of joy immediately sounded next to him, followed by a series of claps. When Pei Ye pulled down the black cloth from his eyes, Xu Chuo still had a smile on his face and handed the cup to him in a reserved manner.

But as expected, she couldn't throw it in anymore, and the two of them moved the pot further and further away. Xu Chuozhong was on the door, Pei Ye hit the flower pot, and a few others flew downstairs.

The two drank the bottle of aged wine with a smile. In the end, it was Xu Chuo who won by one bottle. Pei Ye leaned against the door dizzily, holding it in for a long time and said, "You must have secretly poured me more wine."

"There's no time when you didn't just stare." Xu Chuo smiled.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Can you point your finger at the sword?"

Pei Ye immediately regained his energy: "You are not allowed to go back on your word."

He has already taken out the small jade sword.

Xu Chuoxiao: "No anger allowed, and you have to use the same strength as me."

"OK."

Then when the woman returned to the house and took out the small sword, he was surprised to find that the woman actually knew how to play. Although she was a little unfamiliar, she was decent and had a few unique tricks.

But no matter what kind of trick, it was naturally not enough in front of Pei Shaoxia, the "Three Fortunes in the World". Pei Ye hit her hand mercilessly again and again, until the woman became a little anxious, and simply tightened her sword and stabbed him randomly. Go, Pei Ye still calmly knocked the sword in her hand to the ground with a strong force.

"Ha ha."

Xu Chuo held his numb hand: "It's boring, I won't play anymore."

The two of them each leaned on a corner of the wind terrace. The night faded and the morning stars began to remain in the sky.

When the breeze blew, Pei Ye woke up. He turned his head and looked at the woman who was leaning on the railing with her head down, wondering if she had fallen asleep. For a moment, she felt a little close and yet strange.

At this time, Xu Chuo suddenly turned his head and said, "On the night of becoming famous, with this feeling and this scene, what poem do you want to recite?"

Pei Ye was slightly startled, looking at the vast night scene in the distance. After a while, a poem really came to his mind: ".Seventeen Jie Shu Jian, journey west to Chang'an City."

Xu Chuoqing said "hmm" but said nothing more and became quiet.

After sitting like this for a long time, the sky really started to get brighter. Pei Ye stood up from the desk with some shaking: "I have to go, let's drink next time."

Xu Chuo moved a little and looked with lazy eyes: "There's no next time. I don't usually drink."

"." Pei Ye looked at the messy cup in silence, and did not refute her. He just remembered the business and said seriously while holding on to the pillar, "You really don't want to pay me the medical fee."

Xu Chuo laughed angrily in his drunkenness, raised his finger and said, "Sell the remaining bottle, which will be enough for you to have your arm broken three more times."

Pei Ye's eyes lit up and he picked it up. He waved his hand and turned around to go downstairs. His energy surged up and he sobered up within a few steps.

Only then did he remember to take a look at the woman's drunk body blown by the cold wind. He frowned, but when he saw the lady coming up the stairs, he relaxed his brows.

Then he walked downstairs, and then he saw that there was an extra sentence at the end of the book wall.

Next to "Chunfang Zhengzi Jianzi Song" is a woman's handwriting. The ink is still fresh, as if it is from today. Pei Ye settled down and read it, and it was: "I miss you every inch of the corridor, and I lean against the setting moon. The lamp behind me and the moon are in the shadow of the flowers. It has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart."