The Lord who use immortals as food

Jiang Yin'er had never had this kind of experience before. Her body, which was warm under her jacket, was suddenly thrust into a handful of solid coldness. The soft snow melted at the touch of her skin and slid towards her back, making her feel uncomfortable. His eyes widened and he straightened his upper body.

Another experience that was also absolutely unprecedented was the unexpected "malice", or in other words, the word "sneak attack" itself.

For several years since childhood, she has been used to hearing other people's thoughts about herself. That is why she tries her best to avoid socializing and prefers to be alone. Ever since she got to know this elder brother and told him about the [Mind's Eye] , he became accustomed to covering his mind with [quail head] in front of him, making it comfortable and relaxed to get along with her.

Unexpectedly, today was the first time that she knew how dangerous the invisible human heart was!

Jiang Yin'er stood up angrily, grabbed a handful of snow and ran after him. Pei Ye was laughing and running in front. Changsun Jue and Cui Zhaoye saw Jiang Xianchang being bullied and ran to help him, but they had never practiced martial arts. They were just two useless people. Pei Shaoxia didn't need any energy and was very flexible. He held the pear tree and circled it twice. While avoiding Jiang Yin'er's pursuit, he playfully threw a ball of snow on both of their faces.

This scene naturally made the viewers feel unhappy. As soon as Xie Chuantang and Xing Zhi Shanglang came out, the situation was immediately different. After Pei Ye was hit by more than a dozen clouds of snow dust, he quickly begged for mercy and said righteously that a snowball fight was the right thing to do. When people enjoy together, there is no reason for a bunch of people to bully one person. Cui Zhaoye was running behind him and was out of breath and frustrated because he couldn't hit him. Now he took it for granted and picked up the snow and threw it towards Chang Sun Jue beside him.

Snowballs were flying around in the courtyard, and people were laughing and laughing. Pei Ye was definitely right about this. This must be a more exciting game than building a snowman. The more friends you have, the more fun it will be. Fang Jidao and Qi Zhaohua joined in one after another. Even Zhang Piaoxu, who was leaning against the wall, jumped up pretending to be annoyed after Jiang Yin'er threw a ball of snow on him.

There was probably only one non-participant. The figure that everyone respected stood in front of the steps with a faint smile, holding the heater in her arms and looking at the laughing courtyard. She was wearing a light yellow thin coat and a light warm white fur coat. Fresh and beautiful clothes.

This is her courtyard, and everyone in the courtyard is under her protection. Even during the lively New Year's Day, when everyone gathers at the same table to dine, no one omits the slightest etiquette in front of this [Tongjun], let alone No one dares to be proud and laugh with him.

Pei Yezheng managed to escape from the chaotic fight with flying snowballs. He stood under the wall and brushed the snow off his body. He turned to look at her and glared: "You are so free!"

Xu Chuo smiled gently: "Whoever is like you, who oppresses good people, will be punished by everyone."

After saying that, he grabbed a bunch of snow on the branch, made a small ball and threw it towards him.

There was little snow in the first place, and the woman's grip was light. She didn't exert any force when throwing it, and her body didn't even shake. The small snowball hit the boy's clothes and fell to pieces, leaving no trace at all.

But this seemed like a provocation to the young man who had just experienced a bloody battle.

"Okay, you want to play with me, right?" Pei Ye smiled, leaning over and holding a handful of snow.

"What?" Xu Chuo was slightly startled, his gaze fell on his hand, his face stiffened slightly, "No, no, I don't..."

The young man dug up a large handful of snow from the ground with both hands, and balled it into a ball as big as a fist... and it was still firm.

No matter how clever he was, it was useless at this moment. Xu Chuo took two steps back in confusion, covering up his panic and said: "No, I won't play with you Pei Ye - how dare you!"

"Enemy general Xu Chu! I am Xiliang Ma Chao, how dare you fight me to the death!" Pei Ye laughed loudly, raised his arms and threw the snowball.

Xu Chuo screamed and turned around to hold his head, but was hit by a ball of broken snow on the side of his cheek, which immediately turned slightly red.

Angrily, she knelt down and rolled up a hard snowball to throw it back. When she turned around, her face turned pale. Pei Ye had already picked off the half-length head of the snowman next to her and rushed towards her with both hands raised and laughing.

It is as brave as a running bull.

…

It was good to have a night of fun, but when the snowball fight people turned around and saw Tong-kun blowing his head of snow with an expressionless expression, the atmosphere inevitably became silent.

You know who that warrior is without asking.

Late at night, the bright moon came out again. Pei Ye was lying on the railing on the second floor of the library, and Xu Chuo stood beside him.

"I think you are watching there alone, but you actually want to have some fun." The young man was a little embarrassed, "I recruited you on purpose."

"Thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

Xu Chuo had changed his cloak and had his hair combed again, but when he was about to go to bed, there was no more hairpin and it was scattered on his back. This must be a long hair that Qu Xin envied, it was smooth and smooth. , every detail is distinct, almost glowing under the snowy moon.

"I feel like this year's New Year's Eve has gone by very quickly. I've had a two-day break at the old house, and it's time to go back to the Xiuwen Museum again." Xu Chuo looked into the distance, the continuous snow-topped black canopies under the cold night, "Shenjing should also become dangerous. ”

Pei Ye looked at her hair: "Is it because of Li Du's death?"

"That's right." Xu Chuo said, "In the past, everything in the Tang Dynasty was under their control, and the voices of others were just a slight wave. But now, a thorn has emerged."

"I?"

"I."

"oh."

"Young Master Pei, don't be disappointed. I will send you to the palace at dawn." Xu Chuo said, "You can be the thorn in there."

"I only heard that it's easy to behead people there."

Xu Chuo smiled lightly: "Well...as long as you don't offend His Highness Jinyang and beg her when you encounter difficulties, at least..."

"At least keep me alive?"

"At least she won't chop your head off."

"..." Pei Ye sighed softly, "It seems that he is not easy to get along with."

"Since ancient times, accompanying the emperor has been like accompanying a tiger. Once you enter the palace, the gate is as deep as the sea." Xu Chuo said calmly, "The imperial city of the Tang Dynasty was originally a deep and dangerous place that is one of the best in the world. Do you still expect to enjoy the mountains and rivers?"

Pei Ye stopped talking and rested his chin on his arms, looking at the messy snow in the courtyard.

Xu Chuo was quiet for a while, then suddenly said: "You must have bought the opera mask Jiang Yin'er wore at Leyouyuan that day. It turned out to be a gift."

Pei Ye said "hmm" and said with a smile: "I actually bought them for several people. You still said that I bought them randomly. You told me that they were all useful things."

"I haven't seen anyone else's."

"They are all little gadgets." Pei Ye said, "Jushi Qi's is a writing brush with a carved tail, which means 'flowers bloom under the pen'; Changsun is one of my top three favorite Jianghu novels, but she has never read it; Cui Zhaoye and I He carved a [Mountain Feather] sword on her finger; Fang Jidao gave her a ruler and asked him to accept it as a student in a few years..."

"You have a very far-sighted vision."

"Shanghao, Shanghao." Pei Ye smiled, "Brother Fang brought me the "Four Qi Jade Candle Sword". I am very grateful to him."

"What about mine?" Xu Chuo said quietly.

"..."

"..."

Pei Ye was silent for a moment and looked at the woman's face. The face looked at him calmly, not seeming to have any emotions.

Pei Ye laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Xu Chuo, I know you are just like a child sometimes." The young man verified his idea with satisfaction, "Of course I have prepared it for you."

"Huh? What?" Xu Chuo raised his eyebrows slightly.

Pei Ye took out a clay sculpture of a pig as big as a finger from his arms. It stood upright like an anthropomorphic figure. The workmanship was crooked. The body had no details, but the head was molded to be very large.

The most eye-catching thing is this face. The eyes are smiling like crescent moons, and the mouth is wide open, smiling proudly and stupidly.

"……What's this?"

"I made this by myself at the place that sells clay sculptures." Pei Ye handed his creative idea to the woman, "Look, this is the Year of the Pig, and I wish you a happy year. Did you see its expression? , what’s this called?”

"……What?"

"You can't even guess this! It's called 'Hee Hee'." Pei Yele said, "Xixi's 'Hee Hee', isn't it interesting?"

Then he took out another identical clay sculpture from his sleeve. Every detail was molded from the same mold. Only the expression became more restrained, giving it an expressionless pig face.

"This is the finishing touch." He held the two clay sculptures side by side and counted carefully, "Xixihehe, Xixihehe, Xixihehe, Xixihehe, Xixihehe..."

Xu Chuo was silent.

After a while, he tilted his head and smiled.

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Xu Chuo accepted the gift. The night was dark and the sound of firecrackers in the city was gradually fading. The woman wrapped herself in a robe and went back to the courtyard to fall asleep. Before going downstairs, she said: "Pei Ye, I have also prepared a gift for you this year."

When Pei Ye spread his hand towards her, the woman just shook her head and said, "It's a gift for this year, not for the New Year. Just wait a few months."

"What is it?"

"It's worth more than you two pigs anyway."

As soon as the excitement subsided, the environment seemed lonely, and Pei Ye didn't feel sleepy. He leaned on the railing alone and counted the cold stars.

He has been in Shenjing for three months. He has practiced some swordsmanship and has his own sword ladder. Although he is still not even halfway to the first level of "Cicada Fish View", he has a direction after all.

One's own strength is always the cornerstone of the execution of ideas. Pei Ye thinks very clearly about this. Even though he never shows tiredness and likes to skip classes and joke, he does use up almost all the time in his practice.

The twenty-four solar terms of the four seasons in the "Cicada and Fish View" have been completed. Now that the "Sword of Spring" has been completed, it is time to promote the "Sword of Summer". And as Jiang Yin'er said, his sword practice is to "stand in the middle and extend at both ends." While he is learning a lot of clumsy swords, new Yi Swords should also be put on the agenda. Pei Ye is not in a hurry to learn the new Confucian swords, but I plan to learn the sword book that has been lying in my bag for a long time first.

"The Immortal in the Deep Land"

He still remembered that Cuiyu gave this to him after he handed it over to Qijiao Cave, and he should return it after studying it as soon as possible.

[Sword State] and [Xiting Heart] are the two higher powers he controls. After the Chi Fire of the Ginseng Star settled in the Xiting Heart, Pei Ye seemed to have controlled the power of "fire" itself and ascended to the position of Immortal Official. .

And this position can obviously be promoted. So far, he has only lit up one of the seven halls below.

For Pei Ye, this is first of all a tool to seal the "Secret Edict of the Dragon Immortal of the Purple Bamboo Forest", but it is obvious that there seems to be another form of the world hidden in the West Courtyard that has been deserted for thousands of years, or perhaps the only way to do it is to climb up that Only the highest temple can know.

And this is obviously not his secret. At least as early as twenty or thirty years ago, Huansilou was seeking the heart of Xiting and the power of immortality. Now that they have suffered a setback in Shaolong, what will be their next move?

That night Qiu Tianyu said that his life and body were more valuable than the Taiping Cao Gang. Chen Renzhong also tried to kill him on the Yang Family Ferry... Was it because the Yan Palace wanted his life so much because of the precious treasure he carried?

Pei Ye was just about to sink into the Western Courtyard and take another look. Since entering the capital, he had walked around it many times and became familiar with it. But at this moment, there was a bright light in the sky, and Pei Ye Liu was startled, and the familiar and beautiful stream of light fell into his palm.

A small, smooth jade sword, still with the coldness of the high altitude in winter.

Attached to it was a small letter box.

Miss Ming's letter.

Pei Ye was so pleasantly surprised that she was so excited that she took it in her palm and opened it.

It's been a long time since I've seen the writing, but as soon as I saw the clear handwriting, the voice seemed to ring in my ears, as if nothing had changed.

Leaning on the railing in the open air, Pei Ye opened the souvenir.

"Pei Ye, long time greetings.

More than two months have passed since I received your last reply. Now I am traveling south between Suzhou and Hangzhou. I take a boat ride and see thousands of fireworks in the city. I know that it is the New Year, the year is approaching and the new year is beginning again. Wish you a happy new year.

I have been through the Southern Sword Gate for more than half of the time. The journey has been smooth and the income has been generous. We can talk with you when we meet. Today I am going to Dongting. I think it will coincide with the spring grass. Chang'an is far in the northwest, so I am afraid I won't see any greenery. I wonder if it will snow a lot?

How are you doing in Shenjing? I haven't heard from you again in two months. I wonder if I'm in danger again. I wrote to Senior Qiu Jizi and learned that you are now under the shelter of His Highness Jinyang, doing things easily in the sacred capital, and I think you should be living well. I also sent a letter to this highness, but received no reply.

It's a good thing to have something to rely on in Shenjing, but it's just that you need to see more and think more about the subtleties of living in a tall tree and flying through the branches.

Also, when you entered the Sword Academy, you were assigned sword skills. I wonder how you are doing now? The day before yesterday, I saw a sword that was very suitable for you at the East China Sea Sword Club, but I didn’t bring a lot of money, so I had to miss it.

Pity.

The cloud is on the river on the first day of the first lunar month. "

Pei Ye pressed the piece of paper and read it carefully several times. A smile appeared on his lips unconsciously. The kitten on his shoulder rarely felt the same as him and sighed softly: "It's been a long time since I saw my friend in a white dress."

"Don't give Miss Ming a nickname." Pei Ye frowned at it and put the letter away carefully.

The black cat did not refute him, but sighed softly: "Pei Ye, you seem to have grown up indeed. You bought a basket of interesting things, but they were all given to others."

"Who said that? I bought one for myself too."

"Oh? What?"

Pei Ye smiled and took out a small wooden pole from his arms, with a leather handle and a fluffy ball on the end.

"……What's this?"

"Cat-catching stick." Pei Ye said.

"..."

The night wind blew on the young man's smiling face, his forehead flying, and the edges of his face began to appear, as if he had indeed grown up.

Or maybe it was the protruding bone line after the initial recovery, because in fact, it was only today that he had just recovered.

In order to win the Suzaku Sword Bet, he burned one-tenth of the seven layers of the Vein Tree to win the reputation of spreading in Shenjing. In order to cut off Li Du's head in front of Shengqianfang, he burned the rest that early in the morning. Nine times out of ten, no one sees it.

The first day of the Renwu Year ended here. The handle of the bucket pointed north, the world returned to spring, and Pei Ye knew that he was eighteen years old.