Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 516: Swing Rope

It's not that he hadn't inquired about elixirs after arriving in the capital. The so-called "Pulse-Breaking Pill" was the realm-breaking elixir released by Taoism in the past two years, which was approximately at the upper level of the "Stepping Pill". It was currently only sold through a few scattered channels in the capital, and in small quantities. He didn't know how much such a precious pill would cost, but he definitely couldn't afford it.

"A precious pill for a hero." Cui Zhaoye dodged his offer with his hands behind his back and said seriously, "I don't spend much money on weekdays, so this is a little support for the swordsman I like."

"It's not free!" Cui Zhaoye interrupted the young man and looked at him with clear eyes, "I want to use this pill... in exchange for a presumptuous request."

"……what?"

"Can you please give me the young man's sword?"

Pei Ye lowered his head. She meant [Shan Yu].

"..."

"I think it's still useful, but it's almost out of use." The girl was obviously observing it very carefully. She must have been watching it for a long time. "I will help you contact someone to make a sword that will be more suitable for you!"

"Sorry, no." Pei Ye said subconsciously.

"……Well."

"But I can give this 'Daosheng Sword' to Miss Cui." Pei Ye quickly handed over another sword in his hand, "You don't need to exchange it for any elixir."

Cui Zhaoye's eyes lit up again, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, so he raised his hand and took it. Naturally, he refused to take the pill back, and hurriedly got into the car taking Changsun Jue's hand.

Pei Ye watched them return to the Imperial College until he could no longer see the carriage, then he lowered his head to look at the jade box in his hand.

"Oh, he's a famous person now." The black cat said lazily on his shoulder.

“……” Pei Ye looked at it with his eyes drooping.

"So, what is the price, Mr. Pei, my most admired hero?" Black Cat changed his tone to a slowly sinking tone.

"Are you sick."

The black cat scratched him.

Yang Zhenbing and I returned to their "Tang Sanjian" courtyard. Yan Feiqing had already fallen asleep, and the cold moonlight was all over the ground. Pei Ye washed his body and finally lay down in his soft and warm bed after a long absence.

The sky was still a long gray-blue, a night sky unique to the capital, where the light from the lamps always seemed to overshadow the stars.

Now there are fewer barriers between him and this big city, and the feeling of strangeness and loneliness is gradually left behind. He gets to know more and more people, such as knights-errant, constables, classmates, noble ladies... As he gets to know more and more people, the bustling lights seem more intimate, and there are always a few lights belonging to his friends.

However, "friend" could not cover up all the lack in a young boy's heart. He stared blankly at the dark roof, his hands unconsciously fiddling with the kitten's ears, and slowly fell asleep.

This long rest lasted almost until the next night. When he woke up, his body aches became more pronounced, but his spirit was refreshed. Pei Ye stretched his waist and walked out slowly, holding the door frame and staring at the yard in a daze for a while.

There was no one in the courtyard. Pei Ye really didn't want to practice sword today. He washed his face and refreshed his spirit. He sat on Yan Feiqing's recliner and swayed gently, thinking slowly in his mind. Where did the lines on Fengshuiwu's limbs extend to? Jingzhao Prefecture had not yet come up with a result; although the little mermaid was in his hands, Xu Chuo still needed time to establish communication with it; and on his body, Xiting Heart had lit up a palace, but there was no news about the remaining immortal power for the time being - or it could be said that there was specious news everywhere.

He talked about this with Xu Chuo, and Xu Chuo told him that he didn't need to be anxious, and that she would seize the opportunity once she had any clues. She also said that if there was a chance later, she would like to arrange a meeting between him and the owner of the Immortal Terrace.

Anyway, it was arranged by others. The only thing I can hold in my hands now is the completed sword ladder.

The "Sword of Spring" is almost complete. Rain is the soul of spring, and then the cicadas start to move during the Waking of Insects, the birds sing during the Spring Equinox, and the poplar catkins dance during the Qingming Festival. Only the Beginning of Spring and Grain Rain swords are still vacant. Pei Ye plans to go to the Cangjian Tower to pick a sword today, but not now.

He knew that he would have a rare four days of free time during which he could comfortably read books and practice swordplay, but before that, Pei Ye remembered that he still had a treasured candy that he was waiting to taste.

He lay under the shade of a tree holding the kitten, the recliner rocking slowly in the dim light. He lit a fire and opened the Tang Dynasty Gazette he had gotten from Xu Chuo.

Just like the night in Fenghuai Courtyard three months ago.

With a familiar pinch of his fingers, he had already turned to the end. The familiar tone of "Qingluan in the Mirror" made him feel as if he were in another world:

"Dear readers,
After two months of waiting, the new story is presented as expected.

I started writing this article in October when winter began. The weather was getting cooler and the yellow leaves were leaving the sycamore trees outside the window. By the time I finish writing it, it will probably be around the turn of spring and summer in April, when the flowers and trees will be lush and the fallen leaves will surely have grown back on the branches.

Every story I write is always prompted by thoughts in my heart. Some are for expressing feelings, some are for mourning, and some are for revealing things...but this one is a little different from all of them. The thoughts in it have always existed in my heart, and every time I was inspired to write, I suppressed them.

I think it's not the right time yet.

But after all, we can't keep procrastinating. When the time is right, it's time to start writing. This feeling is hard to describe in two words, but if I have to say it, I think it's probably reminiscence.

The hazy past is always joyful, beautiful, sad, or dangerous.

Let’s start from the first section today. I believe that when the old story ends, a new chapter will begin.

The blue phoenix in the mirror, on the tenth day of the tenth month in the capital."

Pei Ye quietly turned the page.

"Swing Rope"

As usual, there was an opening poem at the beginning, which was completely different from the previous style, neither straightforward nor clear. Pei Ye was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously read slowly.

Jade Case Swing

When I stop swinging and look back, my words are scattered in the east wind. The apricot color is still cold and the rain has not stopped. I want to hope for a clear sky, but it says it is dusk. I missed everything at that time.

A cup of night wine has countless stars, and I dream of drinking and flying straight to your soul. Suddenly I reach the Milky Way and lose the ferry. It is difficult to tie the flowing shadow, and there is no letter to rely on, and it is easy to disperse the dew of the morning.

(End of this chapter)