Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 436: Desolate Evil
The prison in the Southern Yamen was surprisingly much more relaxed.

Pei Ye leaned against the equally dim cell. The iron fence was rough and pitted, and the spots on it were either rust or old blood. Pei Ye twisted his buttocks, and the tattered straw mat brought a long-lost tenderness to his buttocks.

It's really been a long time.

Although they were still treated like serious criminals, this was not the place where the Immortal Terrace could seal away demons or monsters.

Firstly, it was no longer lonely and cold. The cell was closer to the ground and I felt much warmer. Secondly, there were not so many weird and magical methods. The strange fire sent into my stomach and the patterns painted on my body were all gone. Thirdly, there were actually people here.

It was no longer like being buried in the center of the earth. There were other cells on the left, right, and across the corridor. Although they were also dark and solid, with many restrictions and a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, there were indeed other people imprisoned in them.

Pei Ye quietly observed the surrounding environment. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and heard clear footsteps outside the prison.

The light here was equally luxurious, and Pei Ye easily recognized that it was the temple secretary who had escorted him here, along with a few public servants. He must have just handed over the official documents and then came back from the prison to find him.

The official in dark green robe stood outside the prison and looked at him, but did not rush in. Everyone took off their swords outside the prison first and handed them to someone to take to the east corridor. Then the temple secretary raised his hand and pushed the door, and four people walked in with pens and scrolls.

Pei Ye also saw his face clearly. He had deep eyebrows, a high aquiline nose, and straight and deep eyebrows. He was probably less than 30 years old. To have reached such a position in a place like Shenjing, he must be a rare talent.

"Name?" He asked in a deep voice as his eyes swept over Pei Ye's body inch by inch.

"Pei Ye."

"Origin?"

"farmhouse."

"Master?"

".No."

"Why did you assassinate the governor of Shaolong?"

"I want to kill you."

"How to kill?"

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Interrogation, answers, the clerk beside him was taking notes. In fact, Pei Ye suddenly realized that this was the first time he was interrogated after so many days since the incident.

The other two civil servants examined his body and wrote down all kinds of basic information. When it came to height, Pei Ye saw that the number they measured was half an inch too much. When he was about to correct it, he suddenly realized that he had grown taller in the past two months.

Realizing this at this moment made him feel happy and sad at the same time. The inquiries in front of him were still going on, and they were all very basic information. These people were staring at him, and even the portraits were freshly drawn. Obviously, as he had just said at the Immortal Terrace, the case file had not yet been handed over to them.

The interrogation lasted for two full hours, and Pei Ye told almost everything he could. The temple secretary was obviously surprised by his cooperation, and his expression relaxed a lot.

But his body never relaxed. Even though the man in front of him was already weak, the officials still stood as if facing a formidable enemy, and did not reveal a single flaw for two hours.

When the record was finished, Si Cheng flipped through the record moistened with new ink bit by bit, and after a long while he said, "The logic is all sound, there are only two points that are questionable, one is the motive, and the other is the ability. These two points are too much like a storybook, so we need to check them again."

Pei Ye suddenly raised his head, and this small action made everyone freeze.

But there was no follow-up. The young man just said in a low voice, "Sir, I will be detained for life at the Immortal Terrace. I wonder what the three judges are going to sentence me to?"

The Temple Secretary was silent for a moment. "The Three Departments are not a self-governing government office like the Xianrentai. They will naturally judge cases impartially and in accordance with the law. The evidence is still thin. I will wait until the Xianrentai case file is delivered tomorrow before I can convict you."

".Well."

What crime would it be to convict a criminal like myself impartially?
Even if Pei Ye had not read the Tang Dynasty Law, he knew that there was no second possibility other than the death penalty.

Unless there is some turning point in the case file of Xianrentai. But the facts are there, witnessed by two hundred pairs of eyes, can a case file really help you get rid of the crime?
Moreover, Pei Ye also vaguely understood that although the two parties had a dispute, it was not a confrontation, and they were still handling the same case. Compared with the fighting in the rivers and lakes, this was a more secretive back and forth, and he could not figure it out for the time being. He sighed silently, looked at the wall and said nothing more.

The temple secretary stood up and looked down at him again before leaving: "Did you really kill the governor of Shaolong?"

Pei Ye raised his head: "Yeah."

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Si Cheng frowned, pursed his lips and turned slowly.

But he was stopped by a hoarse voice behind him: "Sir."

".Um?"

"I don't think an impartial government like the Sansi would embezzle food and drink?"

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This place was indeed much more humane. A bag of millet rice was quickly brought in, but it was in a container made of lotus leaves, and no chopsticks were given. The food itself was very clean. Pei Ye swallowed it up in a hurry and felt that his body had regained some blood.

He really had a good body.

"Hey, what did you do to cause such a big fuss?" In the prison that had returned to its dim and quiet state, a voice rang out from the cell diagonally opposite.

The person who spoke was very thin and had a somewhat gloomy appearance. Pei Ye noticed that he also had a magical tool on his wrist to suppress his true energy, but it was obviously old, as if he was an old resident here.

Pei Ye retracted his gaze and sat cross-legged, leaning against the wall: "Murder."

The man laughed like a ghost: "Who here hasn't killed someone? Who did you kill?"

"Captain."

There was a moment of silence in the cell, followed by a few short, sparse laughs.

Pei Ye looked in the direction of the sounds and could roughly see the five prison cells around him. Apart from the dark and skinny man in the left corner, there was a woman in green clothes in the right corner, with one leg straight and the other bent. She had the posture of someone who had practiced martial arts, but she did not look like a martial artist. Instead, she looked a bit like the solemn and dignified temple secretary just now.

Next to him on the left was a man with his hair disheveled and his hat undressed. He had no magical device to restrain his true energy, because he had no cultivation at all. In fact, there was no trace of martial arts on his body, and the shackles had worn several layers of blood scabs on his wrists. Pei Ye recognized the style of his dirty and torn robe, which was similar to those of the scholars in the academy he had seen in Bowang.

He was in the worst condition among these people, but just now it was he who raised his head and looked at Pei Ye, grinning with his pale lips in the most unconcealed smile.

"I haven't killed anyone." He coughed softly and answered weakly.

The last one was the strong man sitting next to Pei Ye on the right. He was the only serious criminal who, in addition to the restraining instrument, was also wearing shackles and an iron ring around his neck like Pei Ye.

When he was laughing quietly just now, the laughter from farther away suddenly stopped.

Pei Ye roughly understood that his status here seemed to be linked to the specifications of his confinement. He felt many eyes looking at him at this moment, apparently because this set of torture instruments that confined his hands appeared for the first time in this heavy prison.

This was a novel experience. The skinny man said to the weak scholar, "You guys, just talking is like killing people, it doesn't make any difference."

The scholar was stunned: "That's true."

Pei Ye still looked at the man next to him: "Where is this big brother? How did he get in?"

The man glanced at him and chuckled, "I also killed officials. But I can't compare with you. I just killed two seventh-rank sesame seeds." Pei Ye laughed and looked at the woman in green, "What about this girl?"

"Investigating the case."

Several people turned their heads to look, as if the woman was speaking for the first time.

Pei Ye was a little surprised: "Investigating the case?"

The woman raised her head, revealing a pale and heroic face, and said coldly, "Cha Huanlou."

It was the first time Pei Ye heard this name, and the prison suddenly became completely silent.

No one spoke for a while, and a cold atmosphere filled the air. The topic ended there, and everyone started talking about other things without saying a word.

The prisoners were surprised that this strange young man with shackles on his hands could actually be talkative, and Pei Ye indeed hadn't seen a normal person he could talk to for many days - of course he didn't think he was abnormal, so he didn't think the people here were weird.

The scholar with disheveled hair was named Wen Zaizi, the man was named Bian Chongfeng, the woman in green was named Xie Chuantang, and the skinny man finally called himself Yu Hua, who was in prison for attempted theft.

At this time, Pei Ye liked Nan Ya Prison more than Xianren Terrace, because everyone was charged with a crime that could cost their life, and it was better to have someone to talk to than to be alone.

There were originally only a dozen cells here. Obviously, the Southern Yamen would not lock up all the serious criminals in one place. The prison should have been divided into small units when it was built.

Pei Ye leaned against the wall, listening to the conversations, quarrels and ridicules among other prisoners with a smile. He had gradually adapted to his clumsy body, and his fingers no longer tried to explore the tiny space for movement, accepting the stiffness and pain that came with time.

Anyway, everyone is a useless person in prison, so no one needs to laugh at anyone else's embarrassment.

Until another set of footsteps was heard from above, one of which was very heavy, accompanied by the sound of shackles dragging on the ground.

The conversation stopped and many people turned their heads to look. It was usually a novelty to have a new person in a place like this, but could there be two today?
Soon the person showed up, casting a shadow in the corridor, causing everyone to hold their breath.

Four strange officials were escorting him behind him.

A naked, copper-iron chest, thick, dry hair that was as tangled as wood, dark yellow pupils like those of a beast, and a tall body that was a full head taller than Pei Ye.

He was wearing shackles that were a full size larger, and the iron fetters on his feet were also thicker than theirs.

Savage.

Pei Ye had seen descriptions of them in storybooks, and had also heard that the war had ceased for a long time, and that the figures of the barbarians could be seen in Chang'an in recent years, but he had only seen the alien race in this world once in Xincang.

A most primitive sense of danger made his hair stand on end, it came from the instinct of life.

It is said that this race grew up in the mountains, seas, wind and rain, and followed nature rather than society. Each of them can fight a tiger with bare hands, and every creature that Huang Tong looks at can become prey.

In previous wars, the Tang Dynasty often used one heavy cavalryman to fight against one barbarian.

The officials opened the empty cell opposite Pei Ye, put the barbarian in, and closed the cell door.

Just leave.

It was at this moment that Pei Ye felt the danger that was difficult to dissipate.

Even though he had lost his cultivation, this keen intuition could not be taken away. Even though there were two layers of iron bars between them, the wild man sitting cross-legged like a hill opposite him still gave him an indescribable oppression.

Pei Ye moved his fingers subconsciously, but they were still held rigidly in the grip, making him feel even more uneasy.

This feeling shouldn't have occurred. It had no reason and no excuse. Since they were here, everyone was treated like fish on the chopping board, shackled and separated by iron bars. Even the aliens with physiques as strong as beasts shouldn't give him such a stabbing palpitation.

Pei Ye frowned and suddenly realized that he was not the only one who had this feeling - the prison where there was chatter just now was now completely silent.

Pei Ye saw some confusion on the faces of Bian Chongfeng and Wen Zaizi, as if foreign criminals were rare. Everyone's breathing became slower and slower, but their heartbeats became faster and faster. Many eyes were cast on this wild man, but he just sat cross-legged with his head down, his cold face motionless.

This strange atmosphere lasted for about an hour or two.

The deep dungeon where serious criminals are imprisoned has only heavy seals that prevent anyone from escaping, and there is absolutely no document for people to question them. The prisoners can only bury their doubts.

The barbarians remained motionless, some of them gradually became sluggish, and more and more people began to yawn. It turned out that it was already midnight. Pei Ye frowned and began to try to adapt to the palpitations. He adjusted his leaning posture, closed his eyes and planned to take a nap.

Just then, I heard the sudden sound of iron chains.

Pei Ye immediately opened his eyes and turned his head, only to see that in the cell diagonally opposite, Xie Chuantang suddenly straightened his body. Under the dim candlelight, his heroic face stared at the wild man separated by a wall.

However, the wild man was still just sitting cross-legged. Pei Ye was stunned and was about to ask, but he suddenly froze.

Because he also heard the heavy and strange breathing.

The sound came from the barbarian's breath, from thin to thick, and then became heavier and heavier. Xie Chuantang beside him heard it first, and then Pei Ye.

The next moment, Bian Chongfeng also suddenly opened his eyes.

"No, that's not right." Xie Chuantang uttered the first words in two hours with a somewhat dry voice.

Of course that was not right. It was definitely not just breathing. Two white streams like clouds came out of his nose. Under everyone's incredulous gaze, the wild man lowered his head and slowly stood up. His fists were clenched and his hand shackles made a broken whine.

The silence in the prison was eerie and frightening. Suddenly, Xie Chuantang pounced on the prison door and banged the iron bars with his handcuffs: "No! Someone come! Someone come!!"

I don't know if anyone outside can hear such shouting, but the whole prison was suddenly in chaos. No matter how they had stirred up trouble outside the prison, everyone was now in shackles and weak. Pei Ye quietly watched the horrible body opposite him tear off the shackles on his hands like tearing paper, and the chill wrapped around his heart little by little.

He finally understood where the strange heart palpitations came from. The meridian tree of this wild man was not sealed at all.

A vicious owl sneaked into the chicken's nest.

Xie Chuantang pounded the iron bars even more desperately, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Someone come! Someone come quickly!"

However, Pei Ye knew that she couldn't call out to anyone anymore. This was certainly not an accidental oversight, but a cold-blooded premeditation.

He stood up with the help of his hand shackles. In his field of vision, the wild man was holding the iron bars with both hands and pulling them hard. The cast iron was twisted off like a dead snake.

Then the pair of dark yellow eyes slowly raised up, a little crazy scarlet lit up in them, and projected towards him coldly.

Pei Ye no longer had to wonder whether he was being escorted to the capital without anyone's knowledge. The storm stirred up outside had now overturned here. On his first day in the capital, someone had already mobilized the three courts and prepared a warrant to forcibly transfer him to the Nan Ya Prison. On the first night, this prepared wild man was sent here.

He suddenly let out a ghostly roar, his pupils were all dyed red, and he raised his arm and swung it at the prisoner who was shouting next to him, and the iron shackles he brought up hit the iron bars and twisted them completely. Xie Chuantang had reacted very quickly and fell backwards, but he was still hit in the abdomen by the broken wood and collapsed to the ground.

Then the barbarian rushed forward like a cannonball and smashed into Pei Ye's prison door. The iron bars and stone walls broke and twisted in front of this body, causing the prison walls on both sides to crack and collapse.

The barbarian threw the iron gate aside as if he were pulling away a dead branch, and stared at the stiff and fragile boy in front of him with his beastly eyes.

Next to him was Bian Zhongfeng gritting his teeth and roaring: "Fuck it! This is a wild evil!!!"

(End of this chapter)