Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 95 Ending ([-])

Xing Zhi went to Ming Qitian's side, Pei Ye turned her head and looked at the old man lying stiff on the bed.

This is the best house in the county office, built in the corner, although you can still hear the noise outside the doors and windows, but it is considered the quietest place.

"How do you feel?" Pei Ye frowned and whispered.

"It's much more comfortable." Yue Muzhou smiled, "Where is the wheelchair, push it out to get some ventilation."

"... You'd better rest, I'll let you last for two hours." Pei Ye didn't move.

"Hurry up." The old man gently pushed him.

Pei Ye stared at him silently for a while, even though he had just shown his supernatural power and demeanor just now, this face was still so ferocious and ugly.

He had long lost the ability to make facial expressions, but at this time, under the blessing of zhenqi, his facial muscles had some room to move again.The shrunken cheek muscles pulled upwards, as if to make a gentle smile.

If what is described in "Xia Gu Can" is true, then this smile must have been very charming 18 years ago, and there must not be many people who could get his smile.

But now if you don't carefully observe the direction of the muscles, you can't even guess what expression he is making. The scars and wrinkles are pushing towards the two huge black holes under his forehead, which looks terrifying and funny.

Pei Ye stood up without saying a word, went out, pushed in the decayed and creaking wheelchair, and hugged the old man onto it.

Yue Muzhou slowly leaned into this familiar space and sighed with a mixture of comfort and regret. The room was very quiet. After a long time, he smiled and said, "I'm still getting used to staying like this."

Pei Ye said, "Where do you want to go?"

"Looking at the creek slope," the old man said.

"It's still far away." Pei Ye muttered.

Pushing the old man all the way through the yamen, Chang Zhiyuan came in when he passed the door. This county magistrate, who was always meticulous in the past, was almost unkempt in his busy schedule. one time.

Yue Muzhou slowly raised his hand and waved at him.

After leaving the county government office and walking along the street, Wangxipo is on the other side of the city—the part that was not affected by Xianjun.From the top of this slope, you can see the stream flowing down the mountain, hence the name.

Going out of the city and going uphill, the slope is neither high nor steep, Pei Ye carried the old man to the top.

At this time, the sun was getting softer and the dusk was just getting darker. The two came under a big willow tree. Pei Ye pushed the old man forward to give him a wider view, and he stood behind the wheelchair.

Yue Muzhou felt the setting sun and the high wind, and suddenly said hoarsely: "Xiaoye, have you thought about how you will die?"

"No."

"You might as well think about it, the picture that appears in your heart may indicate the direction of your future life."

Pei Ye looked up and thought for a while, then shook her head: "I don't know."

"When I was your age, I already knew that I would definitely be killed." Yue Muzhou said, "Because I understood then that I would never be able to escape the collision of swords in this life. Sound.”

"But unexpectedly, I have had some leisure time in the last 18 years." He laughed hoarsely, "What about you? Xiaoye, have you ever thought about the role of palace merchant in your life?"

"I... don't know, I want to practice martial arts, and then..." Pei Ye frowned slightly, looking towards the sky, "Maybe, I will spend a lot of time learning swords."

"Yes, you like swords, you have liked them since you were a child." The old man said gently, "I saw Ming Qitian's sword again last night. You must really want to be able to swing a sword like that from your hand, right?"

Pei Ye nodded.

"You do have this talent." The old man sighed, and then changed the subject, "But this will not be your true pursuit in life."

Pei Ye stared blankly at the old man's profile.

"Because you are a real and vivid person, your 17 years of life have shaped you. You and I, and Ming Qitian's experiences are completely different." Yue Muzhou said, "You like to compete with others in the ring Gao Gao, I like to challenge difficult things - since I was a child, if people say there is a big catfish, you have to boast about catching it."

Pei Ye couldn't help grinning the corner of her mouth.

"You like others to cheer for you, but you hate others pressing on your head." Yue Muzhou said, "You yearn for a crane, but you are actually yearning for the fame and fortune you can win with dignity."

Pei Ye looked at the empty space, listening to the old man's words that came straight to his heart.

"You have a strong sense of competitiveness, vanity, justice, and a sense of gain and loss... You are a passionate person. You love the sword, and only one part is that you love it itself, and the remaining nine parts are that you love it in your hands - —You can’t be an ascetic monk in the way of swords.”

"You can't be passionate about the sword, so Yunlang Mountain is not your place to go." Yue Muzhou said slowly at the end.

Pei Ye was taken aback for a moment before realizing that the old man was thinking about his future.

"Dragon Lord's Dongting is fine... Are you willing to pay homage to such a holy place of martial arts and learn their martial arts from scratch?" Yue Muzhou asked.

Pei Ye raised her head and imagined such a life, and it was difficult to choose for a while.

But the old man had already found out his heart faster: "No, you don't want to either. This kind of pure martial arts training time is very wonderful for you, making friends, studying martial arts, making progress day by day... But now you An Xin can no longer enjoy such a life, because there is a fire in your heart."

The old man stretched out his hand and patted his stomach slowly: "You want... to avenge me, don't you?"

Pei Ye was silent, then nodded: "I will go when I have enough strength."

The old man laughed: "Do you think I want to dissuade you? No. When I was your age, I was much more reckless than you."

The old man solemnly said in a slow voice: "Of course I want you to avenge me. I entrust this hatred to you. Can you wash it off for me?"

Pei Ye nodded solemnly.

The old man smiled: "I know, of course you can, but who else has this qualification?"

Pei Ye said: "You still thought I was weak in the morning, and said that I don't know how long it will take."

Yue Muzhou haha: "One moment and another moment."

"But, believe it or not, I don't actually care too much about it." The old man leaned back in his chair and looked at the sunset, "smiling" and said, "Then I know where you want to go—Shenjing."

Pei Ye was shocked.

Yes, Kamkyo.

Before the name of this place was exported, he didn't think about it in his heart, but after it was exported, it seemed to have lingered in his heart thousands of times.

It is not only a city that actually exists in the world, these two words actually represent a kind of temperament and a kind of direction, which coincides with the vague tendency in Pei Ye's heart.

He doesn't want to worship under a certain mountain gate again, practice step by step, compete in it, and become a teacher, and he will be branded with this sect for the rest of his life.

He was going to a place like Shenjing.

All races from all over the world participated in this grand event. It was the meeting place of the whole world, where countless streams intertwined and collided. Turtles, snakes, fish, turtles, dragons... everyone wanted to surf in the most dazzling place.

He was going there, free to fight his way out.

Because now, he also has something he is determined to kill.

(End of this chapter)