The Lord who use immortals as food

After the students left, Pei Ye hurried two steps to catch up with Zhang Junxue, raised his hand and patted her shoulder and said with a smile, "That knife just now was really powerful!"

Zhang Junxue held the silver tightly in her hand, curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and said nothing.

Pei Ye didn't say anything anymore, until he saw the people around him gradually disappearing, then he tilted his head and whispered: "Honestly, is there a third knife?"

Zhang Junxue actually nodded honestly.

Then she took out the ginseng pill she had just obtained: "Do you want this?"

Pei Ye was shocked: "This is too expensive! I can't have it."

The woman was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "You can buy it."

". Please speak more clearly in the future." Pei Ye looked at the pill and saw that all the medicinal properties from the last time had been absorbed into his body. "How much does it cost you?"

"Eighty two hundred cents."

A martial arts school may not be able to get this elixir for more than seven taels, but for martial arts cultivators without connections, this kind of medicine that helps practice is very precious. A ginseng elixir often costs more than eight taels.

".Are you not giving any advantage at all?"

"Then," the woman paused, "erase zero."

"." Pei Ye calculated his property - Shang Lang borrowed twenty taels and left seven taels to Master Huang. So far, he has spent one tael on accommodation and food. The gift he bought for Bai Sibing today cost 800 taels. , counting other scattered expenses, I still have more than eleven taels on hand.

After spending eight taels, there were only three taels left.

Twenty taels, ten days, three taels.

For the first time, Pei Ye realized so deeply the cost of not using the sky to cover his eyes.

He had a little doubt about his choice - maybe, he doesn't have to be so disciplined and it doesn't matter if he uses it, right?

"do you want?"

"Two hundred cents cheaper. There are still fifteen days left, and I don't even have enough money to stay in the hotel."

"good."

Pei Ye took the silver, Zhang Junxue gave him the ginseng pills, and with Xiao Bi's second place reward, Pei Ye still had five taels left in his hand.

"Why don't you take it yourself?" Pei Ye asked as he put away the medicine bottle.

Zhang Junxue shook her head.

Pei Ye was also used to her speaking less. When she was silent, it was either because it was inconvenient to speak or because she didn't know. So he stopped asking, leaned over and picked up the sword, and was about to say goodbye to the woman, but saw that she had already raised the sword and taken a stance.

Only then did he remember that this was the time when the two were sparring.

"Ah, well, why don't you continue looking for Chang Yue first?"

Zhang Junxue was stunned for a moment, then slowly put away her posture.

"I may have to practice with other people these days." Pei Ye touched his neck and said, "Let's find time to fight again later, shall we?"

The discussion between the two is basically mutually beneficial. Zhang Junxue wants to be familiar with the pressure brought by the swordsman in the humble realm, while Pei Ye can hone the use of moves in a closely matched duel.

But now Pei Ye seems to have found a better partner.

He thought for a moment whether he should move out for half an hour after sparring with Li Mingqing and go out to fight with Zhang Junxue, but he had not finished learning the Cicada Sword, and he still had to understand how to spread his wings and sing, and the time spent absorbing dragon blood to improve his cultivation could not be used anymore. Compressed.

Zhang Junxue nodded quietly and started practicing her sword by herself.

Pei Ye looked back and saw that Chang Yue already had a partner.

"Then you should practice on your own first. There are still more than ten days before the martial arts competition, right? Wait for me to learn it in these five days, and then we will practice hard in the second half. One day is worth five days!"

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Pei Ye turned around and saw Li Mingqing already standing in the corner. She had just finished a round of practice, her face was rosy and her eyes were bright. Seeing that Pei Ye was still talking to someone, she held a booklet and read it.

Pei Ye raised his sword and walked towards her. Li Mingqing put down the book and raised his sword with a smile.

The sparring between the two people is not actually sparring. A more appropriate word is "confirmation". The subjects of "sparring" are two people, and the subject of "confirmation" is swordsmanship.

Last night proved that the two of them were not suitable for sparring. Today, the two of them no longer used the sword as a medium, but directly discussed with each other to practice their moves. When they encountered something worth noting, they split their sword moves and faced a small movement. Repeated discussions.

This kind of sword talk promotes understanding between both parties. This is the first time for Pei Ye to have such a discussion with a swordsman of the same level. Naturally, he has many insights and finds that even though he is in the same awkward situation, Yu Jian's understanding is actually very different. big.

During the break, the two sat under the light. Pei Ye put his hand into the sword box, while Li Mingqing put the case file on his lap and looked through it.

"Can I take a look?" Pei Ye asked.

Li Yiqing said nothing and moved the case file between the two of them.

Pei Ye poked his head over, but after turning three pages, he couldn't help but frown.

This case file has a total of twelve pages, which is not too small for a case, and the records are not rough, but there is not much effective information in it, and it is filled with a lot of unnecessary details.

Can't find anything more to write home about?

After flipping through this volume, Pei Ye could only extract a rough scene: Zhao escort leader escorted a escort, and senior brother Li Ningqing went with him. The two met the enemy on the way back. Both of them drew their swords and fought, but There was no blood on the blade.

The process of fighting is the most worthy of writing. Experienced martial arts practitioners can summarize many habits and characteristics of the attacker from the traces left by the fight. These are extremely valuable information for finding the real culprit.

But the case file was only brought twice.

Is the murderer's approach so helpless?

Senior Brother Li Ningqing's wrists were tied and his body was mutilated in many places, while Zhao Biaotou was only stabbed through the heart with a sword.

The condition of the two corpses is the most detailed record in this case file. Pei Ye turned back these pages and looked carefully to see which ones were injured lightly and which ones were more serious, which ones were injured first and which ones were injured later; which ones were caused by the struggle. , which ones are meaningless wounds; which ones are sword wounds, which ones are caused by short blades, which ones are caused by fists and feet. Every wound is carefully recorded.

But Li Mingqing didn't read these pages very much. She raised her head and didn't know what she was thinking about.

Pei Ye thought she couldn't bear to see her, so he read the pages carefully, raised his head and said to the girl: "Miss Li, as for these scars, some of them seem to have been caused in a fight, ruthless and calm, provoking muscles and bones, just to control The other part seems to have occurred after your brother was tied up, with a lot of kicking and punching - even if the purpose is torture, this is not the most effective method, it is more like the catharsis of emotions."

"So I think either the murderer is both calm and fanatical at the same time, or the two of them don't know whether Senior Brother Ling had any enemies during his lifetime."

"Senior brother has no personal enemies." Li Mingqing suddenly smiled, "Thank you, Young Master Pei, but I already know this. In fact, these pages of records about the corpse were written word by word by myself."

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"Because we took the body back for inspection, I gave this record to the state government and asked them to record it in the case file. But there was actually one thing they didn't record - the senior brother's head was stepped on hard and then thrown into the cesspool for humiliation. marks, and the eyes were gouged out.”