Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 421 Who is the Trap?
It was already dusk, and Pei Ye returned from the sword field with the crowd.

He walked lightly, stretched his body, and casually twirled the mountain feather with his right hand, turning the sword into a blue and white flower.

When he met Fu Yun waiting at the intersection while driving, he waved his hand and let him follow behind.

"Lord Cheng asked me to go to the government office to prepare for the appointment tomorrow." Pei Ye said to Qu Xin beside him, "I'll go take a look first and return to the medical building later."

"Ah."

"Thank you for your dedicated treatment these past few days. Unfortunately, I have nothing. If you are willing to learn swordsmanship, I can teach you a few moves." Pei Ye said slowly and seriously, "You're welcome. No matter how much the government has given me, I will remember this favor."

"The government gave me twenty taels of silver," said Qu Xin.

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"Because I quoted five taels a day." Qu Xin said, looking at him, "I later found out that your life is so valuable. Can you give me fifty taels more?"

"." Pei Ye was silent, "Twenty taels is a lot of money."

"But you are the new Shao Yu Jian." Qu Xin said, "The wheel of the car behind you costs twenty taels each."

"That's right, this wheel can buy me ten lives."

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"Then give me another two taels." Qu Xin stretched out his hand.

"." Pei Ye reluctantly collected two taels of change.

They parted halfway, and Pei Ye took a carriage to the government office.

It was still the wide and quiet long street and the majestic gate. Cheng Yuanqi had already stood quietly in front of the gate, bowed and exchanged greetings, and the man led Pei Ye inside.

This time it was not the quiet courtyard, but a side hall with many ceremonial officials.

Pei Ye's purpose here was very simple, hanging seals and trying on clothes.

"Because tomorrow is also the first meeting after Lord Sui takes office as the governor." Cheng Yuanqi adjusted the jade belt for him. The tall and straight young man put on the black feathered long robe, just like a black crane. "On the Jade Sword Stage, half of the important officials in the government will come to celebrate the completion of the Golden Book of Sword Dao."

"Oh" Pei Ye stretched out his arms obediently. He had never worn such clothes before. They were complicated, solemn and noble. He even felt that a person would "grow taller" because of a piece of clothing.

"A total of four ministers will come, of course the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Rites will come, as will the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Households. In addition, there will be a new chief secretary and chief clerk of the government office, and two deputies from the Military and Immortal Offices will also come." Cheng Yuanqi said, "It's hard to list the others. I will give Master Pei a booklet later. Master Pei, remember to look for them tonight."

Pei Ye was slightly startled, and suddenly remembered the girl in the drizzle in Bowang who smiled and said, "I took the list and portraits and wrote them down one by one a while ago, but they didn't recognize me very well." Now, it seemed like years had passed, and a similar book was placed in front of him.

"The sword test is important, but regardless of victory or defeat, your position as Shao Yu Jian will not change. We chose to appoint you before the gathering so that everyone in the room would recognize the new Shao Guan." Cheng Yuanqi said, "In fact, as long as you can fight any of the three to a draw, you will be considered successful tomorrow - after all, we have told everyone that you are seriously injured."

Cheng Yuanqi smiled slyly.

".ah!"

"Then you can join the governor in this meeting - don't worry too much, most people will come and talk to you, and the governor will take care of you."

".Uh-huh."

Pei Ye certainly knew the significance of the phrase "making friends with the governor". All the core members of Shaolong gathered together. Stepping among them was like stepping into another world.

To some extent, this is more important than winning the first place in the sword book and being awarded the position of Shao Yu Jian.

Pei Ye spent two hours solemnly in this side hall. Eight people accompanied him to practice the medal awarding process. Cheng Yuanqi told him many details such as the behavior of the assembly. They completed all the preparations needed before obtaining this power.

This was all a new experience for the young boy, but over and over again, he did become more solemn and excited.

After the ceremony, Pei Ye changed back into his normal clothes, lay in front of the window and looked at the distant lights of thousands of homes in the night.

Even though he has never had such a clear understanding, this is exactly what he wants to pursue.

He walked out of Fenghuai, headed for Shenjing, and competed in the martial arts competition. Isn't the ultimate goal of all these efforts fame, status, and power?
He has to stand high enough to look straight into the eyes in the north; he has to hold enough power and authority to move the mountains and seas he wants to move.

Pei Ye rested his head peacefully on his forearm, the night wind ruffling his hair, his brown eyes like stars.

Tonight, the wave is climbing to its peak. Countless people are looking forward to tomorrow's Jade Sword Stage. Everything is lifted to the top of the wave.

No one doubted his qualifications to get the first place in the Sword Book anymore, and no one would ever think that Xi Yushu would lie about this.

But after calming down, Pei Ye knew what the real problem was - they could add countless miracles to the name "Pei Ye", but what kind of person would you have to be able to carry it off steadily?
He is a miracle accomplished together with Liuli, Black Cat and even Xianjun, and a person is not always at his most glorious. Tonight, the two words "Pei Ye" are burning like fire, and tomorrow, there will be a heavy piece of ice on the Jade Sword Stage.

Su Xingke, Cui Zijie and Xiang Zongyuan are the three most outstanding names in Shaolong. Each of them is powerful and outstanding.

Ba Sheng, Ling Jing, Yi Jian, in front of them, Pei Ye could hardly see any advantages he had.

But everyone's expectations were completely the opposite - how important the ranking of the sword book was this time, how powerful these three names were, and how sharp Cui Zijie and Su Xingke were.

How will this legendary young prodigy put the three of them to the sword?
Who is the challenger?
Pei Ye looked at the night quietly, pinning his hopes on the shoulders of thousands of people, which only made him more itchy and excited. He wondered what kind of person he was. The third sword swung in Dakongtong had been instructed to him, but it was only a flash of light.

Now that he is no longer in Miss Ming's state of mind, surrounded by carriages and horses, and the hustle and bustle of people, can he still find that icy sword again?

Pei Ye was not clear about it, but what he had discovered now was that although fame and power were attractive enough, what he preferred was to be the first in the most intense struggle.

Use the sword to prove your identity and inherit the position of Shao Yu.

Is that right?

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Pei Ye walked back to the medical building with a calm yet surging mood.

Taishan Medical Building was certainly not opened for him alone. Even though it was already night, there were still many people waiting in the spacious lobby, either to get medicine or to consult a doctor.

When Pei Ye walked in, he heard the voice of an old lady next to him: "We don't know who she is, and we have never seen her before. It seems that she doesn't accept patients, but the doctors in the building are very respectful to her. I heard that the most experienced doctor Qi, who is over 70 years old, couldn't make up his mind once, and he personally invited this little girl to see him."

The girl in question was the one who was preparing medicine with her head down in front of the counter. She had a plain face, plain hair, and a grey skirt. She looked like she didn't hear anything. She indeed had a temperament that was quite eye-catching.

Of course, the main thing is that she has a good-looking face.

The person next to the old lady was wearing a simple cloak and had a slender figure. He nodded in realization when he heard what was said.

Pei Ye was suddenly startled and subconsciously stopped, but a cold voice came from the counter: "Pei Ye."

Pei Ye felt someone's eyes on him for a moment, and then two, three
He hurried forward, lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't call me here!" Qu Xin was silent for a moment, and continued in his voice, "Mr. Pei, what medicine did you come to get today?"

Now there are even more curious looks.

Pei Ye awkwardly twisted her shoulders and said, "Go upstairs, upstairs."

Qu Xin turned around holding the medicine box and said, "I have prescribed [Muscle and Bone Welcoming Spring] for you. You can boil it in a while and take it after the acupuncture."

".In fact, after just a few days, I don't feel that I'm affected much anymore. Your medical skills are really amazing." Pei Ye walked beside her and still felt someone looking at him from behind.

"It's mainly due to the effects of a few elixirs. And you're still not fully recovered." Qu Xin said, "It would have been best if you rested for a month. You should try to be more careful when you go on stage tomorrow."

Pei Ye nodded and smiled helplessly: "I am going to fight the top eight students on the duck list, so I hope they can be more careful."

"Are you talking about the ones ranked among the 600 or 700?"

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"It's okay. I'll go to the Jade Sword Stage to watch over you tomorrow." Qu Xin said, "I won't let go of the patients I take over until they recover or die."

Pei Ye's body froze. Looking at the expressionless girl, some scenes from the original story suddenly flooded into his mind: "Ah? If they can't be cured, you won't kill them with your own hands, right?"

Qu Xin frowned and stopped: "Are you sick?"

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After receiving a set of [Spring Qi Needle], the doctors checked him again to make sure his body was properly combed.

Pei Ye walked out of the medical pavilion with the sword in hand, and he indeed felt that his whole body was ready to draw the sword.

"I'll come over and give you another treatment at midnight." Qu Xin reminded him as he watched him finish drinking the medicine.

Pei Ye returned to the pavilion and simply did not sleep. He leaned against the window and looked into the distance. He knew that something was going to happen tonight.

Xianrentai, Lord Sui, Sima. They are setting a cage for Qu Zhu. Pei Ye doesn't know where the plan is going and whether Qu Zhu will take the bait.

My thoughts wandered like this until late at night. When the moon reached midnight, there were several knocks on the door as expected.

Pei Ye stood up, put on his shoes, and went to open the door.

The wind and rain are still dark and chaotic.

".I want you to find this room, this set of tables and chairs, and find traces of his experiment for this.

We want physical evidence.”

In the dim cellar, Li Piaoqing looked back at the light scratches on the wall again, confirming that the evidence that once existed had indeed disappeared.

There is no physical evidence.

The girl turned around, lowered her head to blow out the candle, put her umbrella and sword together, and walked out of the cellar step by step.

Cold wind and rain were blowing outside the warehouse door. Li Piaoqing raised her head in front of the door, and beads of tears soon appeared on her smooth cheeks. She roughly figured out the direction and then flew up.

She flew straight northwards on the eaves, like a bird in the wind and rain. When she was young, she had studied how to combine light-body skills to look good, and now it had become her instinct. When she came to the edge of the city, the tall and dark city wall stretched out in a huge way. She took three steps from the rooftop, and in the splashing water, she had already jumped into the sky. When she was almost at the top, she opened her umbrella and threw it, the wind was under the umbrella, and she stepped on the umbrella with her green boots, and she floated up again, and the umbrella spun and fluttered in the rain, and it had returned to the girl's hands with the true energy.

Li Piaoqing caught the umbrella and had just flown over the city wall. He opened the umbrella again into the wind and floated diagonally towards a tall tree more than ten feet outside the city.

Standing with umbrella closed, rain trickled down her hair and cheeks, the girl's clear eyes remained still as she gazed at the yard beneath the tree.

Lao Ding's blacksmith shop has moved three times in the past 30 years. They moved from a remote mountain to the city where they earned money with their excellent craftsmanship. Then they moved out of the city because of a fire. This is the only blacksmith in Bowang City with such qualifications.

It takes a lot of swords and knives to practice carving a [pulled silk] pattern. Of course, Qu Zhu at that time could not foresee that this would become a fatal flaw twenty years later. He collected a large number of weapons for research and piled them in a dark room converted from a cellar.

But when he wanted to take out the "Pulling Thread" - or maybe earlier or later - he remembered the accumulated evidence.

Of course they need to be destroyed.

So what is the best way to destroy dozens or hundreds of swords?

Li Piaoqing was thinking about this matter clearly.

They can be buried in the wilderness, but they may be found twenty years later; they can be thrown into the Lu River, and perhaps one day they may be salvaged and the patterns on them may not yet have been rusted.

Of course, it cannot be sold, distributed or thrown into the treasury.

Only iron can be transformed into iron.

Throw them all into the furnace, where they are reborn in the fire and smoke, leaving no trace of their existence.

Lao Ding may still remember the customer who melted hundreds of swords at once.

But can such witnesses be useful?
Li Piaoqing did not show any impatience on her face. She let Lao Ding sleep soundly in the house while she sat down in the tree canopy, relaxing her body, as if the urgent tone in the letter was meaningless.

She let the flowing rain gradually wet her dress, only keeping her palms and the hilt of the sword dry, and waited patiently.

Not long indeed.

Only a quarter of an hour later.

A man's figure broke through the rain curtain and suddenly appeared from the dark night, so fast and so urgently, with bloodstains on his body. He was barefoot and wearing only a single piece of clothing, with a shiny, unsheathed sword slung behind his arm.

The man with a cold and majestic face was Zhao Fu.

It flew straight over the courtyard without slowing down at all.

Li Piaoqing threw away the sheath and drew his sword.

Like a sleeping bird startled in the tree, the girl in green clothes broke out from the branches and leaves, and the bright green sword light drew a long straight line.

[Walking in water to pick off scales]

Zhao Fu suddenly twisted his waist in the air, turned around and slashed out a powerful sword light that could cut through the wind and rain.

The difference in true energy between Wu Liusheng was revealed in an instant. Even if he hid and attacked, the sword could not be faster than the man's reaction, nor could it be stronger than the power of the sword.

But Li Piaoqing did not resist at all. At the moment of collision, he used the force to loosen his sword, and [Shi Cui] flew out of his hand and flew behind him. Zhao Fu was about to thrust his sword into his throat when he met a pair of deep and beautiful eyes.

(End of this chapter)