Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 1 Wenxian
The third day of August.

The autumn rain during the white dew season is a good weather for Fenghuai County on the edge of the mountains. At this time, the heat dissipates, the crops are ripe, the deer and rabbits in the mountains are fattening, and the fish in the stream are waiting for nets. It is a few days of leisure before the harvest.

Pei Ye has been in good spirits for the past two days. At this time, carrying a fishing rod and a basket, he stepped on the stone bridge beside the county seat with straw sandals.Just as he walked down the last step, an old face with a rogue head leaned over: "Brother Pei, did you catch it well?"

Pei Ye kept walking, and squinted down: "Ang."

It was the crazy widower Lao Xiangzi who lived in the yard next door. Pei Ye couldn't help but look at him more this time, because there was a crude strange symbol painted with blue paint on his dirty forehead, which was obviously from him. His trembling hands looked strange and happy.

Seeing that the young man noticed his achievements, Lao Xiangzi seemed to have been rewarded, and leaned in front of Pei Ye's eyes and kept tilting his head back and forth to show: "Hehe...hehe..."

Pei Ye couldn't help smiling, looked away, and asked the old man to satisfy his wish, "What do you want from me?"

Lao Xiangzi's expression became agitated all of a sudden, he straightened his back, just opened his mouth, then immediately covered it, bent over and looked around, and then leaned into Pei Ye's ear and whispered: "Be a fairy."

"..."

"Be a god! Be a god!" Lao Xiangzi's eyes were shining brightly, and it was obvious that he wanted to share it with others, "I have a way to become a god. Brother Pei, please help me. We can become gods together. Sickness and no disaster…”

"..." Pei Ye was too lazy to care about his new round of madness, "You can do it yourself."

It's not a day or two for Lao Xiangzi to talk about it.

He has lived alone for many years, has no children, eats, clothes, houses and travels alone, and is not mentally normal.A few years ago, he could be seen running around the streets with a little girl from the neighbor's house. Now that girl is grown up and married, she doesn't want to get close to him.

Lao Xiangzi was not a devout believer, nor did he rely on incense. He was just good at casting a wide net. Today he prayed to Buddha, and tomorrow he performed rituals. The mountain god Xiaogui, the Dragon King of Hebo, and the King of Hell and City God all received a few sticks of incense from him, and also received various incense sticks from him. Strange sects and gods from all over the place could find a place in his family.

Moreover, Lao Xiangzi didn’t understand the teachings, and he had the final say on his own. When others finished plowing the land, they urged him to go to plowing quickly, so as not to miss the farming time. He lay on the bed and said that my land didn’t need to be plowed. If I get Buddha, Buddha will do the work for me.

This joke was widely circulated in the east of the city, so one can imagine Pei Ye's attitude towards him.

Lao Xiangzi saw that he didn't care, and explained anxiously: "No, no, this time it's true! Believe me, I slept in the ruined temple in the east of the city yesterday, and I heard it with my own ears. The beggar under the big willow tree Big ears, the god enlightened him, he has become a fairy..."

"Oh."

"Oh, why don't you believe it? You are sick and I am sick too. If we become immortals, won't everything be cured?"

"I'm not sick."

"Hey - know how to dick!"

"I don't want to treat the disease. I am really not sick, but an injury, and it can't be cured."

"Whatever it is! The gods can't be cured? Maybe the gods will come down tonight, if we don't go, we will lose our share!" Lao Xiangzi said earnestly, "I really saw it with my own eyes, the big ears have already become a fairy , more than ten feet tall, clad in armor, majestic and majestic!"

"Then he became a fairy, so he wants to go to heaven?" Anyway, the two of them stopped by for a while, Pei Ye said perfunctorily.

"Yes! He has gone to heaven!"

"..." This answer was somewhat beyond Pei Ye's expectation, "Isn't he begging for food under the big willow tree right now?"

"He's not here! No one else can find him. Only I know that he is..." Lao Xiangzi hesitated for a moment, then looked around with a sly look, gritted his teeth and said softly: "Brother Pei, I tell you secretly, he was drunk Xianshui has become a fairy."

"Then you go and drink too."

"It's gone!" Lao Xiangzi slapped his thigh, "There is only a bottom left in the cup. I was afraid of pain, so I fed the fairy water to the cat, and the cat became a fairy! The fire can't burn it, and the knife can't cut it , Brother Pei, you are very powerful, you can't be cut without bleeding—let me try..."

He stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger from Pei Ye's waist. Pei Ye stretched out his hand and pushed him away speechlessly: "I am familiar with these words. Aunt Zhang said she saw you carrying a dead cat. Is it the one you said became an immortal? strip?"

Lao Xiangzi was stunned, and said anxiously: "Yes, no! No, no. The cat died because it didn't draw this!"

Lao Xiangzi stretched out an index finger with each hand, pointing to the crooked blue symbol on his forehead: "Look! Did you see it? I got it! If you want to become a fairy, draw it first. There was this one on the head of the big ear that day. With it, you can become a fairy by drinking fairy water. Brother Pei, hurry up and draw one, let’s get fairy water together and become a fairy together, won’t your illness be cured?”

Pei Ye didn't say a word, he had already passed the alley in front of his house, he knew that Lao Xiangzi would not be able to follow him very far.

He has long been experienced in dealing with Lao Xiangzi, and the more you talk to him, the more energetic he becomes.

The big catfish is the river god, the widow at the head of the city is the Queen Mother, the stones picked up by the stream are the sky-repairing stones, and now there is a fairy water.Lao Xiangzi didn't mean to lie. He really couldn't tell the difference between imagination and reality.

Lao Xiangzi chased after Pei Ye and chattered non-stop. Pei Ye ignored him, and finally stomped his feet angrily: "You don't believe me! Then I will find it myself! When I become a fairy at night, I will come here to anger you first." !"

When leaving, he stepped on the water very loudly.

But only a few breaths later, the sound of "popping, popping" came back again, and the old man lifted the bamboo basket: "I will share the fish!"

Pei Ye rolled her eyes: "I didn't catch it!"

……

After getting rid of Lao Xiangzi, Pei Ye walked west of the city.

Since two years ago, Pei Ye has never dared to experience the coolness of the rain, but even if she is lying in the house wrapped in a quilt on a rainy day, the pain in her chest and abdomen is still likely to break out.

There are still a few pills left to protect the veins prescribed by Qian Langzhong, but the spirits that he swallowed with them have bottomed out. He feels that the bad weather still cannot escape this time, so Pei Ye has to go to the wine shop to get some.

However, just arrived in the west of the city, seeing that he was holding a wine gourd in his hand, there was already a familiar face shouting: "But you want to sell wine to Lao Zhang? He won't open the door! I sold the shop a few days ago, and moved to the county to get rich and enjoy myself Now, if you want to drink, you have to go to the old Lu's house in the north of the city!"

Pei Ye then headed to the north of the city again, and this time he was going to pass the big willow tree, Pei Ye took a look, but he really didn't see the tall lame beggar with big ears under the tree, there were two tolerances asking questions What.

It is said that Big Ears made a mistake in his early martial arts practice. The offended person came to his door and broke his leg. There were repeated changes in his family, and his relatives died one after another. Finally, he fell into a desperate situation.

Fortunately, I was not arrogant in the martial arts school back then.Pei Ye laughed at himself, passed the big willow tree with staggered steps, and went straight to the Lu's restaurant.

Not long after, the wine trick was already in sight, and Pei Ye sped up a few steps and rushed to the door.

Opening the curtain, a burst of noisy excitement rushed into the ears, and the hot air mixed with the smell of wine rushed to the face, drawing a clear boundary between the small restaurant and the cold rain and fog outside.

There are always more people in idle seasons, Pei Ye bypassed the hot-faced men leaning in a ball, stepped over the legs and feet stretched freely on the ground, and put the gourd on the counter.

"Uncle Lu, fill it up."

"Okay." Lu Youcai, who was in his 40s, lifted the lid of the gourd and walked to the barrel of wine, "Xiao Pei, since you moved, you really come here less and less."

"Then there's nothing I can do. If I don't have the money to sell the house, I'll have half my life." Pei Ye said with a smile.

"Hey, if you are blessed, you will hurt your wealth, but if you are not blessed, you will be hurt by yourself. Xiao Pei, you are also considered blessed. You have to look forward to the future, so that you can have hope in your life."

"Yeah, I have nothing to be dissatisfied with." Pei Ye took the gourd, "Is it still four dollars?"

"Bullshit!" Lu Youcai raised his brows and put the full gourd on the table, "Have I ever asked for money from you before? How can a poor man charge so much now?"

Pei Ye laughed, and still counted out four copper coins, and insisted on pushing them in front of Lu Youcai: "Because there is only one poor man now, everything can be counted clearly."

Lu Youcai sighed and accepted the copper plate. Pei Ye was about to say goodbye when Lu Youcai suddenly said, "By the way, I think you have left the city again? Be careful these two days, it seems that someone outside the city was eaten by tigers and wolves."

"It's okay, I don't go into the deep mountains either." With Huai's backing on the mountains, it is inevitable that herb pickers and hunters will get lost in the mountains. Although not always, they are not uncommon, and Pei Ye doesn't care too much.

"It's not in the mountains, it's outside the city." Lu Youcai corrected, "Someone saw it this morning. Outside the ruined temple in the east of the city, there was only a piece of tattered clothes and blood left. No bones or flesh were left. I don't even know." Who was the victim."

Pei Ye was startled: "Where? The ruined temple in the east of the city?"

"That's right. This beast dares to run so close, people in the east of the city are worried that it will enter the city at night and eat people."

Pei Ye remembered Lao Xiangzi's words, frowned and said, "Did you report to the official?"

"I must have reported it. The police will be there early in the morning."

Pei Ye thought of the two policemen under the big willow tree, it seemed that the government had found the victim, so she stopped worrying, left Lu Youcai alone, went out, picked up the fishing rod and basket, and walked back home.

Pei Ye's house is right next to Lao Xiangzi's dilapidated courtyard, which is also dilapidated.

Push the door and walk into the yard, open the fish basket, and inside are some herbs picked along the way.

Pei Ye took out a few flavors, put them into a stone mortar and crushed them finely, then took out the clean cloth, went to the corner of the wall and picked up a dark ball of hair from the basket.

Pei Ye lifted up the little black cat, looked at those jasper eyes for a while, and gently put it on his lap to look through.

On the small and soft abdomen, the bandage showed slight blood marks, and Pei Ye knew that there was a fatal wound underneath.

This black cat was picked up by Pei Ye when he went fishing by the stream yesterday, and his stomach seemed to have been cut with a long wound by a sharp stone or something.

It can't be said whether it is a domestic cat or a wild cat. There are many cats in the city, and they mate indiscriminately, gradually forming such a group of cats begging for food in the vague area between the county town and the mountains.

In all fairness, this cat is very beautiful, with a jade black body, no variegation, fine hair, no scars and diseases, and it does not have the cunning and vicious temperament of wild cats fighting.

If cats also have society, then its temperament should be that of princes and nobles. When Pei Ye treated its wounds, it didn't bark or resist. It seemed calm and graceful.

After taking off the bandage, the wound had solidified, so Pei Ye applied new herbs and re-bandaged it completely.

After dealing with it, Pei Ye walked into the room and pushed out a ghostly old man.

If the old man stood up, he should be taller than Pei Ye, but Pei Ye knew that there was no such opportunity.The old man was leaning on the rough and crude wheelchair, his whole body was motionless, he seemed to have stopped breathing, like a piece of dead wood that had been aged for years.

Under the gloomy sky, the details of his face are even more hideous - the scars on his cheeks are like fleshy centipedes, spreading all the way to the scalp and neck.The eyes have completely disappeared, leaving two black holes, the white and dry hair is sparse, and a large area of ​​​​the scalp is exposed.

"Grandpa Yue, I'm going to start practicing my sword. It's just past Shen hour and I'll practice until the moment of You hour."

"Okay, I'm listening..."

As soon as the old man spoke, his neck was stretched straight, his chin was lifted up to the sky, and his back was slightly off the wheelchair, exhausting his whole body like a cormorant swallowing a fish, which looked ridiculous and terrifying.

The so-called sword training refers to the sword technique that the old man taught Pei Ye after his "Dantian Zhong" was injured, saying, "At least you can learn it now."

The process of teaching is also too difficult and peculiar, because this swordsmanship was created in the heart of the old man after he was paralyzed. The old man has neither practiced it himself, nor can he see the boy's movements. He can only judge whether the boy's movements are standard and whether the strength is in place by hearing. .

Fortunately, the old man was really good at swordsmanship, and even so, he could always point out Pei Ye's mistakes to the point.Of course, there will be times when you really can't hear or answer Pei Ye's questions. At this time, the old man will say: "Just practice a few tricks, that's not the case."

But no matter what, this is indeed a sublime sword. After two years of practice, Pei Ye has become more and more proficient in his sword moves, has learned a lot about sword theory, and his sword sense has become better and better. He has become a master of swords, but so far Didn't really learn even one style.

Even the cognition of "I didn't learn it", Pei Ye only vaguely realized it after his swordsmanship had improved to a certain level.Before that, he once thought that it was enough to practice those sword moves exquisitely and proficiently, and he never saw the higher level at all.

"When you really learn it, I will definitely be able to hear it." The old man said, "You can even see it."

But this was obviously not today. Pei Ye had practiced for enough time as usual and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.Perhaps due to the sweat, his forehead felt itchy, so Pei Ye wiped it twice more.

Seeing that the cold wind was getting heavier, he pushed the old man back to the house, started to pack the food, and at the same time boiled a pot of warming and tonic medicine for himself.

It had obviously rained quite a bit in the morning, but the black clouds had not dispersed at all. Instead, they had become thicker, and now they were pitter-pattering as if they could no longer bear the accumulation.

The miserable wind and rain, the dilapidated and cramped small courtyard, the dry and thin jujube trees in the courtyard, the frighteningly paralyzed old man, and the old sword with a faded sheath constitute the place where Pei Ye has lived for two years.

The willow branch hanging into the yard was blown onto his face by the wind, the young man tore off a section, took the wooden core and held it in his mouth, and blew a light and loud whistle.

He raised his head, and the sky swallowed the last glimmer of light.

It's night time.

(End of this chapter)