The Lord who use immortals as food

According to the old man's instructions, Pei Ye buried him under this willow tree.

The old man had lived in seclusion for eighteen years, with no relatives or friends. His death was only related to the farewell between the two of them, and Pei Ye had already agreed.

The young man stood in front of the grave for a while, then walked down the hill with the cat on his shoulders, the hanging willow tree behind him gently caressing the tomb.

Return to the city. Unlike past sunsets, almost every house in the city was lit up tonight, and the noisy voices did not subside.

Pei Ye lowered his eyebrows and walked along the street back to the county government office. The noise here was much smaller.

Xing Zhi had been standing in front of the door. When she saw him coming back alone, she sighed secretly - she knew what would happen when she found out that they had left the room.

Without asking, Xing Zhi patted his arm gently: "The [Ziwei] photographer from Xianrentai has arrived and is asking some questions in the backyard."

No wonder the atmosphere became much quieter. Pei Ye nodded and walked inside.

Xing Zhi pulled him lightly and said, "Master Ziweizhao is a senior of the Taoist sect. He has studied the hexagrams of life. He has advanced cultivation and a gentle temperament."

Whispering here will definitely not escape Tianlou's ears. It's just whether he wants to hear it or not. Xing Zhi can do this, which shows that the people in the house are indeed "gentle".

Pei Ye thanked him and went to the backyard.

When I got to the backyard, I didn't have to ask which room it was. A strange old man was sitting at the stone table under the pear tree.

Ming Qitian stood aside.

As soon as Pei Ye entered the door, he saw the old man waving him over, as if he recognized him.

Pei Ye hesitated while holding the cat, but saw the old man waving at him again, indicating that he could carry the cat with him.

Pei Ye walked towards the foot of the tree. As soon as he was within a few feet of the old man, his ears suddenly became blinded, and his hearing seemed to suddenly plunge from the air into the water.

After just a moment, it returned to normal. Pei Ye turned around in surprise, but he didn't see the "membrane" thing he felt.

But all the noise from the outside world disappeared.

The old man did not have the celestial spirit and high crown he had imagined. To be honest, he was not worthy of the name Ziwei Zhaozhu.

He was wearing a coarse cloth robe. This kind of clothing is the casual clothes worn by Taoist priests when they go out to travel. It is durable and durable, but it is not very beautiful. It looks like it has been worn for two days now, and there is some dust on the clothes and boots.

The old man has a long face, regular eyebrows and some wrinkles. He looks about sixty years old. There are seven small red dots on his forehead, which are the arrangement of the Big Dipper.

The old man is not as outstanding in temperament as Yue Muzhou or Chang Zhiyuan. If forced to compare, he is more like an old deer.

Perhaps because of the seriousness of the matter, Pei Ye didn't see much "gentleness" in this face, but it didn't mean anything - his old man loved to smile, but his personality was not at all gentle.

"Are you Pei Ye?" the old man said calmly.

"Sir, yes."

The old man nodded, looked at him quietly, and said no more.

There was nothing oppressive about the gaze, it was peaceful and quiet, but gradually, Pei Ye felt that his body was being "peeled open" at some level. He looked into the old man's eyes and was suddenly startled - those eyes were like stars.

The old man turned his head and said, "Master Ming Sword, you can leave now. I'll ask this little friend about the next thing."

Ming Qitian shook her head: "No need, I'll just leave with him later."

"Well..." The old man glanced at her sideways, nodded, and then turned to Pei Ye. The stars in his eyes had gone out, and he said, "The body is very clean, and there is nothing left behind."

Only then did Pei Ye realize that the old man was checking the remains of the Immortal Lord and bowed to thank him.

The old man looked at the black cat again: "Xian Shou, who is born with knowledge...can you tell me your origin?"

Black Cat shook his head: "I don't remember."

"Okay." The old man didn't ask further, "Pei Ye, Ming Sword Master told me that you got involved by chance and was possessed by the Immortal Lord. Did you have any interactions with him later?"

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment before speaking, Ming Qitian said: "No, after I rescue him, there will be nothing wrong with him later."

The old man glanced at Ming Qitian again, nodded and said: "Okay, it's okay, just take a look to see if there are any hidden dangers."

Then he signaled that they could leave.

The old man didn't seem to care too much about Pei Ye. After all, a strange and powerful enemy like Xianjun appeared for the first time, leaving so many distinct and shocking traces. A young man from a small town who was affected and protected by Yunlang Mountain, He is indeed a character who does not require too much attention.

Pei Ye and Ming Qitian walked out from under the pear tree. Behind them, there was a sound of clothes flying into the sky. Pei Ye looked back and saw that the person who had given the name [Ziwei Arctic Emperor] had already ascended into the night sky and headed towards Xinjiang. Go to Cangshan Mountain.

"He is going to check the remnants of the Immortal Lord." Ming Qitian said.

"Well."

Ming Qitian said: "Senior Yue left?"

Pei Ye pursed her lips and nodded "Yeah".

"Are you going to start sword practice tomorrow?" Ming Qitian said, turning her head and looking into his eyes, "I'm sorry, but... do you want to rest for a few days first?"

"No need. Miss Ming, your time is precious, just follow your arrangements. Besides, don't you want to go to the northwest first?"

"I want to teach you something first so that you can practice it during this period."

"Oh...thank you."

"Well, are you staying at the county office tonight?"

"right."

"I'll see you tomorrow, I still have some things to say about Zhan Xin Liuli." Ming Qitian nodded, "I saw that Xing Zhi was looking for you earlier. It seemed that Zhu Gaoyang wanted to see you when he woke up."

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment: "Okay, I'll be there right away."

…

Pei Ye came outside the house, and the light shadows were cut into pieces by the window lattice, and then stretched in the yard.

When Pei Ye looked at the window, a figure was passing by the window, and the shadow was cast. The familiar feeling came from Xing Zhi.

The voices inside could also be heard faintly. Although they had only said goodbye for twelve hours, the male voice gave Pei Ye a feeling of long absence.

"Why is this jade pendant here with you?" You can imagine the man's frown, "I gave it to someone."

"They gave it to me themselves and asked me to take it back to Longjun Dongting - if you give it to them, are you giving away all the things in it?"

"...In this case, give him this jade pendant storage device." There was a slight sound of some objects shaking.

"Ah! What are you doing? Where to put all those things?"

"Put it in your little gourd first."

Pei Ye knocked on the door gently.

The room became quiet for a while, and a figure under the lamp shadow got closer and closer. The back door was opened, and it was Xing Zhi.

"Master Xing, I heard that Brother Zhu is awake," Pei Ye said.

Xing Zhi stepped aside with a smile. Pei Ye stepped into the room and immediately saw a man in white pajamas leaning against the bed. His long hair was tied like a black ribbon hanging down the edge of the bed. It was stretching at this time. He stretched his neck and looked out with a bright and handsome face.

As soon as he saw the intact young man walking through the door, his eyes curled up and his pale lips curved into a warm smile.