Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 2 Chi Meng
Anyone can see that a torrential rain is already in the mouth of the Lord of Heaven.

The wind leaked from between the lips and teeth, and the old jujube trees in the courtyard began to groan obliquely. Pei Ye took all the tables, stools and baskets back into the house, and after a while, heavy rain fell.

It was really dark and the world was upside down. Even in the most violent summer of previous years, there was rarely such heavy rain. Pei Ye raised his head with some worry. If it lasted for too long, there would inevitably be some flood disaster.

"Go to bed early, lamp oil is quite expensive." The old man said hoarsely.

Pei Ye closed the door, shutting out the sound of the rain, carried the old man back to the bed, and rested on the other side.

There was a faint stirring in the chest and abdomen, Pei Ye frowned, and put the wine and medicine on the bedside, suspecting that there might be a show tonight.

But finally I fell asleep with the heavy rain.

Raindrops hit the roof, jujube trees, and stone slabs intensively, and various indistinguishable sounds were mixed together. In his sleep, Pei Ye once again returned to the noisy martial arts hall two years ago.

That was the most fulfilling period of time for Pei Ye. Together with the youngsters of the same age, she sweated, pondered the way of boxing, and really felt that she was getting stronger every minute, and proudly won the first place in the Mid-Autumn Festival for two consecutive years.

However, with the failure of Dantian planting, everything fell down.

The first step in practicing spiritual practice is to "germinate" the Dantian seeds. To be fair, the risk of this step is actually not too high.

But when the forest grows, there are always unlucky birds.

The Dantian seeds burst, and the out-of-control Qi injured Pei Ye's lungs. The injury was not fatal, but it was like hundreds of cold iron needles churning in his chest and abdomen during the illness. If it was said that it completely blocked the path of cultivation, it was actually not fatal. No, in five or ten years, the Dantian seeds might be able to grow on their own.

But the treatment of the injury really consumed all the wealth left by his parents, and even the house had to be sold.While making a living and drinking medicine, he became thin and haggard. At the same time, he became increasingly alienated from his companions in the martial arts school, and finally became a marginalized figure in the city like Lao Xiangzi.

Because of illness and fatigue, it is often difficult for Pei Ye to have a restful sleep. The grotesque dreams always come and go, but today's dreams are continuous and stable.

There are still those old people in the martial arts hall, the masters are still so strict and considerate, and the atmosphere is still so jubilant. This dream seems to last until I wake up.

But suddenly, everything disappeared.

There was nothing left in the dream.

Pei Ye's consciousness completely fell, without dreams or self.

The distant and vast voice came from nowhere, like calling or chanting.

It's like a parent calling a child, like an emperor calling his courtiers, like a god visiting believers, there is no call more powerful than this.

In the silent and deep darkness, Pei Ye sat up suddenly, and opened a pair of lifeless eyes.

He left the bed like a zombie, muttering inaudible words in his sleep, took off the door bolt, opened the door and walked out.

It's still raining heavily outside.

Stepping into the muddy water with bare feet, the cold and clammy rainwater splashed on the skin, and the warmth wrapped in the blanket evaporated instantly, and the whole person was drenched in an instant.

Pei Ye seemed to be indifferent, and walked straight to the courtyard door in a daze, pushed the door open and stepped out, the cold alley was empty.

Walking out of the alley and onto the street, Pei Ye's pace quickened little by little, and his empty pupils gradually filled with unintelligent fanaticism, like a pilgrim on a pilgrimage.

Ahead... just ahead...

He suddenly raised his left hand stiffly, cocked his little finger, pinched the lower knuckle of his middle finger with his thumb, and made a pious and strange handprint under his chin.

Just like this, he walked forward like a corpse, and in front of him, two figures in white robes turned around and waited for him quietly.

……

Pei Ye didn't know anything about what was going on outside. In the deepest part of his consciousness, he was still dreaming of that sweet dream. He was still in the martial arts gym, and the surrounding teenagers were still shouting and fighting.

But suddenly a terrifying roar rang out, a bloody wind blew in, and the floor and walls of the martial arts hall were all shattered.Shadows were cast down, as if it had suddenly fallen into the night. Pei Ye raised his head in horror. A bloody mouth that came from nowhere enveloped them all. The huge sharp teeth were thicker than pillars.

Seeing that the huge mouth was about to close, a black chinchilla appeared under his crotch, leading him to escape from the big mouth and fly into the sky.

Pei Ye lowered his head in surprise. In a dream where everything was abstract and fuzzy, this chi was clearly visible, as real as if it came from another world.

The huge body brings a solid sense of carrying, the palm is cold, hard and smooth to the touch, each scale is like black glass, the long mane around the neck is fluttering, and countless tough and soft filaments are blown on Pei Ye's face .

'If you pull one out, it should be an excellent bowstring. 'Pei Ye thought inexplicably.

"It's just chasing after it." The Chi suddenly said.

"What?" Pei Ye was at a loss.

"You look back."

Pei Ye looked back and couldn't help but scream. The bloody mouth was almost in front of his face, and the black chi's tail had reached his throat.

"Can you stop it?" Hei Chi asked.

I? !

me? !
Pei Ye lowered his head and looked at himself. He didn't have a mountain-breaking sword in his hand, nor did he have a divine armor filled with precious light.

Even just wearing a pair of underpants.

Today's dream is too outrageous.

"Think of a way." Na Chi said.

Think of ways to?What do you think?What can I do?
Pei Ye looked at himself with empty hands, then looked back at the bloody mouth that was getting closer and closer. He hesitantly reached out and grasped the long mane around the black chi's neck, and tentatively said: "Drive!"

"..."

"..."

"I have tried my best, and now it is your battlefield." Chi still said in a calm tone, "Everyone will be prosperous, and everyone will suffer. I will help you, and then you will help me, okay?"

"……Can."

"Okay, then I will help you get rid of the 'God's Favorite' tonight. At the same time, the [Quail Head] fruit will be open to you for twelve hours. It can resist the 'Immortal Lord's Summoning Spirit'. You have to find a way." Use it—the rest is up to you.”

"What quail head?" Pei Ye listened blankly, and these two glyphs actually appeared in his mind, "Where should I find a way to use it?"

Hei Chi seemed to answer but did not answer: "Fate method."

As these words fell to the ground, the dream suddenly shattered.

Pei Ye woke up, then was dumbfounded.

When I closed my eyes, I was in a warm bed, but when I opened my eyes, I was in a thick darkness and was violently beaten by the heavy rain.

At the first moment, he thought that the rain had knocked down the house, and wanted to jump up immediately to remedy it, but at the second moment, he realized that he was standing upright, and at the third moment, he suspected that he was still in a dream.

After finally accepting the impact of this memory fault, Pei Ye finally realized what happened.

He may be sleepwalking.

But...are the two men around me also sleepwalking?
Two men in white robes were holding blue candles, walking to the left and right of Pei Ye. The flames were not affected by wind and rain at all, burning quietly and slowly, as if they were in another time and space.

Seeing these two flames, Pei Ye realized that things might not be that simple.

(End of this chapter)