Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 446 Pingkangfang

In the small garden, Yang Zhenbing squatted with his legs together, his arms folded on his knees, his chin resting on his arms, and his eyes fixed on the black cat on the ground.

"This cat is so pretty." he said in a low voice.

Pei Ye also squatted opposite him and fiddled with the black cat's soft ears: "It looks good, doesn't it? I've never seen anything prettier than it."

Yang Zhenbing nodded: "I haven't seen it either."

He slowly stretched out his hand tentatively: "Does it let me touch it?"

".Look at people."

The black cat squatted quietly on the ground, lowering its head and brushing away the fallen petals on the ground, as if it was oblivious to the two huge creatures.

Yang Zhenbing stretched out an index finger, tentatively tapped its ear, then immediately retracted it and pursed his lips contentedly.

Pei Ye scratched the black cat's chin with a smile, completely ignoring its avoidance and cold eyes.

When he was alone with the black cat, he usually wouldn't do this. Even if they had a good relationship, it was really hard to tease a soul that could talk to you fluently, especially when the black cat looked at him with a pair of quiet green eyes.

Only in front of outsiders can I fully express my love for this little black ball.

"I didn't buy it. I picked it up in the mountains next to my home." Pei Ye explained, "It was injured, so I rescued it. After that, it followed me wholeheartedly."

Yang Zhenbing actually asked seriously: "Which mountain?"

".No mountain will ever grow another one."

Pei Ye withdrew his hand. After all, they were together day and night, and he felt a little bored after teasing for a while.

"Let's continue testing the sword, Brother Yang." Pei Ye pressed the sword again and picked up the black cat with one hand and put it back on the branch.

"Don't be so rude."

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"Brother Yang, this is my cat." Pei Ye said seriously.

Yang Zhenbing was silent for a moment, then whispered, "A bright pearl is cast in the dark."

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Pei Ye didn't want to argue with him at this time, and the sword test went on for several more rounds. In the quiet little garden, the two of them practiced sword skills, talked about swords, and played with cats. Pei Ye felt constantly enlightened.

Pei Ye and Yang Zhenbing fought seven matches in total, and Pei Ye lost all seven matches. However, Yang Zhenbing was not unsurprised by this young man - almost any move, as long as he had seen it once, would immediately become much more difficult to defeat him.

"Brother Yang, you have so many swords on your back, can you use them all?" The two men rested their swords and enjoyed the night breeze.

Pei Ye had thought that he would face the dazzling attack of six swords, but he could not imagine how Yang Zhenbing would control them. Now, this scene did not happen throughout the day. Yang Zhenbing only occasionally drew out the second sword. That was when Pei Ye asked him to suppress his realm to the fourth life. The sword light touched and returned like a dragonfly touching the water, and instantly established the victory.

The move in which the three swords were used at the same time occurred when Pei Ye was using Six Lives to Overpower Two Lives. That was the last game of swordplay just now. Pei Ye had already forced the young man into a dead end, but a ray of silver light, like a sudden shock from the sky, had already pressed on his neck.

"Can I see you using six swords?" Pei Ye asked.

"No."

".oh."

"Three at most, and don't use six lightly."

"What's the story behind these three swords?" Pei Ye watched curiously as he sheathed the two swords. "They look exactly the same to me."

"I draw the swords in order." Yang Zhenbing said, "The first sword is [Deer Head], which can cut the throat and neck, and is usually used for chess. The second sword is [Four Body], which can cut off limbs and take risks, and is murderous and ferocious, so it is not often drawn." This is really his longest sentence. I think he remembered it clearly in his mind. At this time, he stroked the remaining sword in his hand and said: "This third sword is [Demon Body], which can cut the waist and break the internal organs. It is the easiest to lose control, and it is not used for chess."

Pei Ye frowned, and slowly leaned forward to look at the two extremely tiny characters engraved on the root of the sword. He suddenly realized that this was another ancient writing method that he was not familiar with, and said thoughtfully: "These two characters are written quite like [Deer Head]."

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Yang Zhenbing looked down and was silent for a while.

Then he pulled out the two swords that had just been sheathed behind him, inserted the sword in his hand into the empty scabbard, compared them again, and picked one of the remaining two and put it back.

Finally, he had one sword left in his hand: "This third sword is the [Demon Body], it cuts the waist and breaks the internal organs, it is the easiest to lose control, and it is not used in normal chess and swords."

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“It does get messy,” he admitted.

The two of them sat and chatted until the sky darkened and the sky became dotted with stars.

The small lights in the garden lit up by themselves, and Pei Ye stretched lazily. He was so immersed in the day that he almost forgot he was in the capital.

At this moment, looking at the quiet forest with treetops outside the courtyard, imagining the bustling night with candles and lanterns seen last night, people were walking out of the door after dinner at the beginning of the night. Pei Ye couldn't help but relax his body and tilted his head and said, "Brother Yang, shall we go to visit Shenjing?"

"Do not."

Pei Ye was disappointed and said, "Okay, I'll go by myself."

Without calling any more friends, Pei Ye carried the black cat out of the door, slowly left the "Shengqianfang" in the night breeze, and walked towards the most prosperous area with night lights in the east.

The dancing lights and the crowds of tourists were visible to the naked eye. Before he got close, Pei Ye had already sensed the wealth of this place. A tall red building stood first in front of the alley, with peach-colored ribbons hanging from the roof, dancing in the wind.

There was Pinghu Lake nearby, and the night breeze was even cooler. There were groups of scholars on the street, young masters calling their friends, and pedestrians in brocade clothes and jade boots. But Pei Ye was not out of place today. The new clothes he put on in Xiuwen Hall, although he didn't know what material they were made of, were light and comfortable, and the patterns were simple but exquisite, so they must not be cheap.

Pei Ye was somewhat curious about what this place was. Logically speaking, many blocks had their own commercial streets, but most of them were residential areas. The streets might be prosperous, but probably not so noisy, not to mention the magnificent skyscrapers that soared into the night sky.

Pei Ye was strolling on the street and even saw a huge lotus made of mahogany, three meters high. The center of the lotus was an exquisite platform, and many people were chatting and laughing around it.

"It's too crowded to fight swords here." Pei Ye murmured, "and what kind of blanket should we put on it?"

But he soon found out what it was used for.

Amid the flying petals and the sounds of gongs, drums and flutes, a graceful figure in cool clothes flew onto the stage. She stepped on her toes and began to dance gracefully, immediately arousing cheers.

Pei Ye stared at the exposed snow-white waist for two seconds, turned his head to look at the black cat, but saw that the pair of green eyes were still fixed on the lotus platform.

"Stop looking." Pei Ye covered its eyes.

Walking further, he could hear more laughter and women, and someone was singing loudly in the restaurant. Pei Ye deviated from the main street and walked along the lake. On the right was a tall building, and on the left was a few pedestrians by the lake. There were also many vendors, many of which were new and strange things he had never seen before. Everything looked quite interesting, and Pei Ye subconsciously pressed his wallet.

"Hey, do you want to see a magic trick?"

Pei Ye turned around and saw a ruffian-looking young man sitting under a willow tree. He grinned at him and said, "I am the only one in Pingkangfang who can transform into Laojun Tonghaigang."

Next to him stood a rather large water tank, covered with worn wooden boards. Next to him was a handsome eagle tied to a wooden stake, with sharp eyes and a rope tied to its claws.

Pei Ye was about to speak when suddenly a sound of hurried hoofbeats accompanied by loud laughter passed by on the street. It was a group of young knights in brocade clothes and carrying swords. Pei Ye stepped back a few steps to avoid them, but heard a bird of prey suddenly spread its wings behind him. Turning back, he saw its sharp claws viciously pouncing towards the kitten on his shoulder.

The young man yanked the rope and pulled it back, looking at the somewhat surprised Pei Ye and laughing: "This eagle is very fierce! You better keep an eye on your little cat!"

Pei Ye smiled and asked curiously: "Why is this eagle tied here? Is it for sale?"

The young man waved his hand casually: "No, I promised, I will let this eagle stay here intact for one night."

(End of this chapter)