Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 39
But it is said that the scholar left the examination room, and as soon as he returned home, he led the donkey and left the city.Unexpectedly, the sky is not beautiful, and halfway through the walk, the sky thundered and rain fell.

The rain was either big or small, and the scholar himself was fine, but a box of books was extremely valuable. When he was anxious, he saw a small pavilion in front of him, and the scholar was very happy, and hurriedly led the donkey to shelter from the rain.

When he arrived at the pavilion, the scholar unloaded the book box from the donkey and placed it in the middle of the pavilion. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to find a seat to sit down.

However, it didn't matter that he turned around, it almost scared him to somersault - there was a person standing quietly outside the pavilion behind him!

No wonder the scholar was surprised. He walked alone all the way. When he bent down to move a book box, this man appeared behind him, as if he had fallen from the sky.

It was a cold spring, but the man was only wearing a thin black shirt, which was soaked by the rain at this time.His posture was upright, like a strong pine tree wrapped in black cloth.

Seeing the scholar turning his head, he nodded in greeting, took off his bamboo hat and twisted his wet hair, so that the scholar could see his face clearly: thin lips, high nose bridge, thin cheeks, and a pair of long and bright eyes embedded under the sword-shaped eyebrows. A thumb-sized light red pattern extends out of the corner of the eye.

Distinctive, handsome, alert, proud, calm, ruthless—

"Wait a minute, why is this paragraph so detailed?" Pei Ye couldn't help interrupting, he remembered that "Qingluan in the Mirror" was written very concisely, and only added ink to the important points.

Zhang Siche glanced at him: "Are you going to tell me or should I?"

"You speak."

"This is the first appearance of the hero Xi Wu Chou. If you don't go into details, how can you know his heroic appearance? You know that the ability of the hero Xi Wu Chou is enough to keep the rain from getting on his body. I didn't want to scare the scholar here. rain..."

Pei Ye now understood that it turned out to be a character he liked, and said, "It's needless to say, you can say what others write."

Zhang Siche rolled his eyes and continued: "Anyway, the scholar is overwhelmed by this appearance..."

The scholar and the man took shelter from the rain together under the pavilion. The man leaned against the pillar with his sword in his arms, looking cold and aloof. The scholar didn't dare to talk to him, so he just sat quietly.

Unexpectedly, the man took the initiative to ask him to help read a small piece of paper, and the scholar quickly took it over. On it was a paragraph of ancient prose, the words and word order were very old-fashioned.The scholar read it several times before he realized that this passage was describing a place.

However, it is still quite difficult for scholars to understand what exactly it refers to.There was only one sentence "ghost car going north", he could easily see that the ancient name of the Kuiju mountain next to his town seemed to be "ghost car mountain", and "going north" from this mountain was the direction of his town.

But the rest of the sentence had to be solved by looking for a local scholar to read through ancient books and conduct careful research.

The scholar told him honestly, and the man wanted to thank the scholar with a piece of jade, but the scholar refused because he thought it was expensive. Seeing that it was raining non-stop, the two started chatting.

The scholar originally thought that the man was a cultivator who studied martial arts deeply and didn't ask other things, but after talking with him, he couldn't help but be amazed at his erudition.

Literature, books, music, chess, cooking, wood and stone, architecture, distinguishing horses, jade and so on, this man knows everything, and the scholar is simply amazed.

The scholar couldn't help feeling a little self-pity, even if he passed the exam, he would only have some attainments in reading scriptures and writing essays. In comparison, he was exactly the kind of idiot scholar.

The man said that he was also an out-and-out roughneck. All this knowledge came from a knowledgeable friend. Later, the friend passed away and left many books and notes. He often read them because he missed his friend.

When the conversation started, the man took out a jug of wine, and the two chatted while drinking. The scholar confided his hardships in life, his ambitions, his feelings for a beautiful woman, and his inner anxiety.

The man listened quietly. He obviously had extraordinary experience. No matter what the scholar said, he could make a few comments in a high-level manner.

After exchanging names in this way, a friendship was formed. When they parted, the man said that he saw the shadow of that friend from the scholar, and he would come to him for a drink and chat after two days.

Before he left, a slap of true energy came in, and the scholar suddenly sobered up, refreshed all over, and looked around, but there was no sign of the black clothes.

Zhang Siche stopped talking at this point.

"Continue." Pei Ye still had more to say.

"It's your turn." Zhang Siche looked towards the door, where a blood shadow walked in.

Pei Ye raised her head, just when she heard the man in black say in an indifferent voice: "[Twenty-one] wins, the next group [Twenty-three], [Twenty-four]."

Standing up from the depths of the stone cellar was a gigantic figure, a strong man about two meters tall. Pei Ye had noticed him before, but now he stood up, revealing his entire body.

Thick skin, wide hands and feet, hard tendons, and large primitive totems tattooed on his body... He walked over and smiled ferociously at Pei Ye, revealing two sharp tiger teeth.

Desolate people.

Pei Ye sighed silently and got up on the ground.

"Listen when you come back." Zhang Siche grinned on his red-scarred face.

……

Pei Ye walked out of the stone cellar and had the opportunity to see the valley for the first time.

Although the night was already dark, the moon was shining brightly tonight, and there were many stars. Under the bright light, the high cliffs and mountains on both sides were concave and convex, with sharp protrusions from time to time.

Since the valley is long but not wide, Pei Ye raised his head and felt as if he was in the mouth of a giant dog.

There were fewer people outside than Pei Ye imagined, and only scattered black robes were occasionally seen. Pei Ye even suspected that there were more people entering the cave than the remaining people.

However, it is reasonable. Firstly, the Zhushi Sect does not have the space to vigorously develop its followers, and secondly, those who enter the grotto - except for themselves and Zhang Siche - do not need to be detained.

But turning around the hazy mountain shadow, Pei Ye opened his eyes wide as soon as the scene behind came into view, and then suspected that he might be wrong—perhaps, there were quite a few people in the first place.

If this valley were a dog's mouth, then the scene in front of me would be that it had been pounded in with a hammer.

The canine teeth shattered and fell off, and the sand and gravel flowed out like a surge of blood.

The Candleworld Cult used to set up trestles and set up tents here, but now everything has been ruthlessly destroyed by an unknown force, and it can be seen that the center of that force is not these buildings or rocks, they are just incidental.

Going forward, there was a scene that made Pei Ye's heart and lungs stop beating even more - a corpse was parked beside the ruins, even though it was stained with blood, the color of the robe was still so prominent.

It's the purple of the mysterious Youzun.

This scene flashed in the field of vision, and Pei Ye was full of thoughts. Before he could think about what kind of blow he had suffered here, the man in black robe who led the way stopped, and a field appeared in front of him.

Two-person tall blue flames rose up all around, forming a neat circle.

On the ground in the middle of the circle, the fire talisman that had not been seen for several days was drawn with a faint blue liquid, which was so huge that it filled the entire field.

In the sky above the center of the field, a blue or purple light bead floated, and the residual blood from the previous battle was still continuously separating out from the dust, and then flew into this light bead.

Without greeting, the desolate man stepped into it first, and hooked his hands at Pei Ye. His huge figure was distorted by the flame curtain like a nightshade.

(End of this chapter)