Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 230 Fairy falls into the mortal world

The awning boat went through the wind and rain and came to the seaside of Macheng County.

Shangguan Lingye was wearing the imperial concubine's phoenix skirt, and the golden light was too eye-catching in the market. At this time, he couldn't use magic to change his outfit, so he could only row the boat to a remote place outside the port, and the three of them disembarked and landed.

Lu Chen seemed to be a Jiang Hu who loves swords like an idiot. After being pointed out by Zuo Lingquan, he didn't even say much. He walked in front and led the way, gesticulating with his fingers constantly, imitating Zuo Lingquan's sword movement just now.

Zuo Lingquan didn't bother him. He supported Shangguan Lingye and observed the surrounding environment.

Macheng County is just an ordinary secular city, with no traces of practice visible, there are trenches everywhere outside the city gate to keep horses away, and there are people patrolling, but none of them wear armor, and it doesn't look like a regular army.

There were some people on the pier, but not many. They were all in ragged clothes and carrying weapons. There were almost no people in clean clothes.

Zuo Lingquan followed Lu Shen from the trail to the main street of the county town. The scene he saw could only be described as devastated and the people were in dire straits. There are no intact houses on the street, there are signs of fire everywhere, it is sparsely populated and looks like a ghost town.

It is so dilapidated that there are no shops open for business on the street. As for the inn? There are vacant buildings all over the county, so there is no need for such a thing as an inn.

Lu Chen was used to this. After leading the two of them to a relatively complete house, he kicked the door open and said:

"You guys just stay here first. This family fled the city last year. There should be a bed inside. I live in front. If you need anything, just say hello."

Having said this, Lu Chen quickly returned to a yard not far away. After a while, he came to the front with two dried fish and a bowl of rice:

"Brother Zuo, don't think too little. The county is short of food. This is what I saved. If it wasn't for being unable to uncover the pot, I wouldn't go fishing in the rain. You eat first, and then think of a way when the rain stops."

Seeing the appearance of the county town, Zuo Lingquan understood the plight of the people here. He couldn't refine the aura, and he had to eat to make up for his consumption. He didn't refuse immediately, and raised his hand to take it. Although Linglong Pavilion could not be opened, Zuo Lingquan had always had the habit of bringing silver as a spare. He took a piece of silver from his waist and handed it to Lu Chen as a thank you.

Lu Chen's life was indeed not easy. He refused several times, but still accepted:

"Brother Zuo is so polite. If you need anything, just say hello. Lu is obliged to help."

After Zuo Lingquan watched Lu Chen leave, he entered the yard with two dried fish and rice grains.

The courtyard is very messy, there are some objects scattered, it should be searched several times, the doors and windows are open, all the valuable objects inside are gone, only old and dilapidated furniture is left.

Shangguan Lingye was very weak. He was already a little sleepy when he came here. He said softly:

"This place looks too remote. I'm afraid it won't be easy to get back to Jiuzong. Let's rest for a while."

She turned around and walked into the main room from under the eaves. Looking at the messy old room, there was really no place to stay, so she leaned over and started to tidy it up.

Zuo Lingquan was not injured. After putting the things in the kitchen, he came to the front, made the wooden bed with only thatch left, removed the curtains and used it as a bed sheet on it, and took off his robe and spread it on the bed sheet.

Although it was still messy and damp, it at least looked clean and wouldn't make people unable to lie down.

Shangguan Lingye was born as a monk, so it's not that he can't tolerate the harsh environment, but lying in a clean place is better than huddling in the dirty thatch. She smiled when she saw this: "I have a heart", and lay down on the robe, patted around;

"You should also take a rest."

I don’t know whether this was a joke or a real invitation to Zuo Lingquan to sleep in the same bed.

When Zuo Lingquan saw the beautiful lady, she really wanted to lie down together, but now was not the time. He helped close the window, shook his head and said:

"I'm almost exhausted. Get something to eat first, otherwise the more you rest, the weaker you will become. I'm going to cook, and I'll have a good rest."

Shangguan Lingye didn't even want to move his fingers, closed his beautiful eyes and said:

"Thanks for your hard work."

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The rapid and violent rainstorm swept through the county town, which had ten rooms and nine empty houses. The only place where people gathered was the 'military camp' built under the city wall.

There were only about three hundred people in the barracks. In troubled times, there were many rebels, and only a small one was entrenched in Macheng County. The leader, Jiang Heng, came from outside the northern pass. It would be better to say that they stick together to survive in this troubled world where people cannibalize people.

It was noon, and under the heavy rain, the barracks where wooden houses were piled up was covered with mud. The 'rebel army' wrapped in red turbans was somewhat disciplined, braving the rain to reinforce the city defenses.

In a shop with a tea shop sign, several men sat around a table, two with swords and one wiping a gun, and a young man dressed as a scholar whispered inside:

"As the saying goes, 'The world will be divided if it is united for a long time, and it will unite if it is divided for a long time'..."

"Su idiot, you just picked up a robe worn by a scholar, so you really think you are a scholar? How many words do you know? Don't talk about these literary things. I can't eat enough now. I can't find a way to get food. At most one Yue has to break up..."

"One more month? Ninghe's Qingjia Army has issued an ultimatum. If they don't join the gang, they will lead people to slaughter Macheng County. There are about 4,000 people under their command, and there are more than 500 elites in armor. They also have bows and crossbows. , I think it’s better to go to the top of the mountain and sit on a smaller chair than to be tied up and used as a shield..."

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Several people insisted on their own opinions, and they all said what they said for the leader to hear.

As the leader, Jiang Heng, no matter how popular he is, he can't produce food empty-handed; but Jiang Heng has great ambitions, and he doesn't want to be a pawn for the Qingjia Army who raped and looted three feet. At this time, there is no way to break the situation, so he can only pretend. Deaf and dumb, he came to the eaves alone, looked at the sea in the distance, and prayed that God would open his eyes, and some grain ships would float over.

He just stood alone for a while, wondering if God heard his heart, the grain ship didn't come, but Jiang Heng found Lu Chen, a ranger who always walked alone, coming from the muddy ground.

Both of them were born in the rivers and lakes, trying to make a living in troubled times, Lu Chen didn't like forming cliques, and still followed the way of doing things for money, Jiang Heng never recruited them.

Seeing this, Jiang Heng thought he was here to surrender, so he walked up to him in the rain and said with a smile:

"Swordsman Lu, what brought you here?"

Lu Chen was also straightforward: "Do you have any food left? Give me a few liters, maybe I can recruit an expert for you."

When Jiang Yi heard that she was borrowing food, her expression turned pale on the spot, and she turned around and left.

"Wait, don't worry."

Lu Chen grabbed Jiang Heng, looked around, and whispered:

"The two men were just picked up from the sea, and they said that the ship sank passing by here, but I don't think it's that simple. The man in it looks young, but his swordsmanship is superb..."

"Is your swordsmanship better than yours?"

"Who am I? Old Zhu and Old Cao from the tea shop, plus me, three against one, probably won't survive even three moves."

"Are you kidding..."

"Who are you kidding? I'm serious."

Lu Chen pretended to be nagging, leaned a little closer and said:

"I heard that Mr. Shu said that in every troubled world, there must be a Saint born. These 'Saints' are exiled immortals sent from the sky to save the people from fire and water. I caught those two people today, they look like immortals, He looks like an immortal descended from the earth, especially the master surnamed Zuo. His swordsmanship cannot be practiced by humans at all. He looks like an immortal at first glance..."

Seeing that Lu Chen was speaking very seriously, Jiang Heng's expression gradually became serious:

"There seems to be such a saying... Where is the Zuo banished immortal you mentioned?"

Lu Chen hooked Jiang Heng's shoulder and hooked it with his hand:

"First take a bag of rice, ten catties of meat, and two jars of wine. I'll give them as a meeting gift. This expert will naturally have an expert style. If you are sincere, he might help you achieve great things. If you are not sincere, you may switch to the Qingjia Army."

Jiang Heng gathered a team of several hundred people. He was not a fool with a lot of money. He frowned:

"Lu Chen, I respect you as a man, so I treat you well. Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Lu Chen sighed: "Anyway, it's not that I want to be king and hegemony. They taught me how to use swordsmanship, which is enough for me to learn for a lifetime. If you don't believe me, just pretend that I haven't said anything about it. First, lend me a bag of rice. Go out to sea and catch two baskets of fish to pay you back."

"..."

Jiang Heng knew something about Lu Chen, he was not a swindler, he was silent for a while, probably because he felt that he was out of ammunition and food, and being cheated for a few catties would not change the situation, so he finally turned around and said:

"Xiao Su, go get a bag of rice, ten pounds of meat, two jars of wine... and get an old hen."

Seeing this, Lu Chen patted Jiang Heng on the shoulder:

"With your eye for understanding people, you can definitely achieve great things."

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Bang bang——

Under the rain, the dilapidated courtyard was lit with smoke.

Zuo Lingquan was busy back and forth in the old kitchen. Without dry firewood and a fire source, he cut a broken window with a saber, and lit a stove by drilling wood to make fire.

Since childhood, he has had no worries about food and clothing, and his past life memories have almost been forgotten. Zuo Lingquan actually doesn't know how to cook, but it's no problem to cook things well. Anyway, there is no oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, so he can't operate.

Smoke curled up from the green tiles, and as the water boiled, the smell of boiled fish filled the courtyard.

In the room of the main room, Shangguan Lingye closed his eyes and concentrated. Although he was weak, he was in an unknown place and couldn't fall asleep. When he was thinking wildly, his chest suddenly moved slightly:

"grumble……"

A very weak cry sounded.

Shangguan Lingye's bulging skirt buckled twice, and Xiao Baituanzi poked his head out from the collar, and turned to look at the kitchen, apparently awakened by the smell of boiled fish.

Shangguan Lingye opened his eyes, took out the dumplings and put them beside him, and said softly:

"Are you hungry? Linglong Pavilion cannot be opened and the dried fish cannot be taken out. Please be patient for now."

"Gee~"

Tuanzi had just woken up and was a little confused. After tilting his head and being stunned for a moment, he turned around on the bed and looked to the southeast, northwest, and seemed to be trying to determine the direction.

After a long while, Tuanzi let out a "chichichi?", probably saying, "Where is this place? Why is Niaoniao's kingdom missing?"

It's a pity that Shangguan Lingye couldn't understand Tuanzi's words and thought it was confused about its current situation. He just raised his hand to rub it and comforted:

"If you're lost at sea, don't worry, we'll be back in a few days."

"grumble……"

Tuanzi was dubious, and couldn't figure out why, so he stopped paying attention. He spread his little wings and leaned on Shangguan Lingye's chest, giving a pitiful look like "the bird is too hungry to walk" and sighed.

Shangguan Lingye felt a little distressed. Although he was weak, he still stood up and walked out of the main room holding the dumplings and went to the kitchen at the back.

The house is very old, and there are still some leaks in the roof, which are covered with broken bowls.

At this time, there was a firewood burning in the kitchen, and the smoke mixed with the steam rising from the pot. Even people could not see clearly. They could only see two boots moving in front of the stove.

Shangguan Lingye grew up in an immortal family and had never had the opportunity to be exposed to a place with such strong smoke and smoke since he was a child. There was a rare sense of novelty in his eyes.

She walked to the stove with the dumplings in hand and saw Zuo Lingquan holding a spoon and tilting his head to listen to the movement in the pot lid. His expression was more focused than that of a monk refining alchemy.

"I didn't see it, you can still eat."

"Hehe, the cooking skills are average."

Zuo Lingquan put down his spoon and said with concern:

"Why did you get up? Didn't feel comfortable sleeping?"

"Duanzi woke up because of the fish cravings. The rice is not cooked yet. Let's feed it some first."

"Gee~"

The dumpling lay in the palm of Shangguan Lingye's hand. He didn't even have the strength to lift his head. He just opened his beak and pretended to beg for dried fish.

Zuo Lingquan felt distressed when he saw this, and raised his hand to lift the lid of the pot.

Rolling white mist rose, and as the mist dispersed, the steamed rice appeared in the pot.

Tuanzi was no longer picky about food at this time. He jumped on the stove and looked into the iron pot. He saw a circle of dried salted fish inserted between the yellowed brown rice. Maybe it was for the sake of presentation. Two fish With the head still stuck in the middle, the dead fish eyes are looking at the sky.

"...?!"

The concubine, who was about to praise the man, her beautiful and majestic smile froze slightly, then tilted her head and opened and closed her lips, unable to think of the right words to comment.

The dumpling was in a hurry, but when he saw the rice in the pot, he froze for a moment, then took a step back and said, "Chichi?" twice, which seemed to mean, "Suddenly I'm not hungry anymore. You guys eat first, don't worry about the birds." .

Feeling good about himself, Zuo Lingquan picked up a piece of salted fish with his chopsticks, grabbed the dumpling, and brought it to the bird's beak:

"We have enough to eat. You don't have to be modest. You can't eat much. Come on, open your mouth."

"grumble?!"

Tuanzi's eyes were full of astonishment, and he turned his head to avoid it.

Shangguan Lingye stared at his eyes, his expression was indescribable, after thinking about it, he helped tear the fish pieces into small fish strips, and the two of them worked together to stuff them into the dumpling's mouth.

"Gugu..."

The dumpling that would rather die than surrender was originally loveless, but after tasting a piece, it was unexpectedly found that the taste was not so terrible, and then started to gobble it up.

Shangguan Lingye pursed his lips and smiled, feeling that it was inappropriate for Zuo Lingquan to work alone, so he turned around and fetched the washed bowl, and filled two bowls of salted fish rice with a spoon.

Shangguan Lingye was still wearing a phoenix skirt. She exuded a graceful and gorgeous temperament from head to toe, and she was full of fairy spirit. She was holding a spoon and serving rice by the stove. The contrast in the picture was so strong that it made people feel unreal.

Zuo Lingquan stared at the side for a while, and wanted to praise a few words of virtuousness, but in the end he sighed:

"I remember the first time I saw your empress, her personality was so cold and frighteningly cold, without any fireworks. It's been less than a year, and the changes are really great."

Shangguan Lingye carefully packed the rice, added two pieces of fish to Zuo Lingquan, and responded flatly:

"Why? Do you feel that this palace is not fairy enough, it's boring?"

Dull……?

How can it be……

This slightly ambiguous statement really stumped Zuo Lingquan. No matter how he answered, it was not appropriate, so he laughed and did not answer.

Although the rice wasn't very delicious, it was quite filling and enough to fill their stomachs, so the two of them didn't care too much.

There were no tables and chairs in the room, so the two of them stood by the stove and started cooking. Tuanzi squatted in the middle, begging for food one bite at a time.

Shangguan Lingye had not been involved in the human world for seventy or eighty years, and was not used to eating with men. He actually looked a little shy, turned his back to Zuo Lingquan, and then began to eat slowly and slowly.

Zuo Lingquan was almost exhausted from hunger, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He held the bowl and wolfed it down, feeding him a mouthful of dumplings from time to time.

If the two people's clothes were not incompatible with the environment, at a glance, they really looked like a pair of desperate mandarin ducks.

But what is a little troublesome is that the body of a practitioner is already different from that of an ordinary person, and grains and grains cannot support the body's consumption.

Zuo Lingquan feels that he can only eat one cow now, and Shangguan's grandma can probably eat two; a bowl of rice and two salted fishes, not to mention Shangguan Lingye's half-step jade, can't even eat dumplings.

Before they knew it, the rice was ready in one pot, and the two of them were half full at most. The dumplings were still unfinished, and their dark eyes were staring at the iron pot, as if they wanted to eat the pot.

Although there is not enough food, there is something in the stomach and the body always recovers.

The most important thing now is to return to Jiuzong as soon as possible, or at the worst, find a place with spiritual energy to regain strength.

After Shangguan Lingye finished eating, he took water from the well and washed himself. He held the dumplings and came to the steps, looking at the Feng Shui weather around the county, hoping to find some clues.

It's a pity that everything is desolate as far as the eye can see, and I couldn't see anything after looking for a long time.

After Zuo Lingquan cleaned up the kitchen and saw that Shangguan Lingye's movements were no longer affected, he wanted to go out to find out some information and return with some food to regain his strength.

He rummaged through the yard and found a coir raincoat, which he used to protect Shangguan Lingye from the rain and the eye-catching palace skirt. But before the coir raincoat was handed to Shangguan Lingye, he heard some noise coming from the distant street.

"there……"

"It's really not a fucking thing..."

Shangguan Lingye looked calm and calm on the outside, but in his heart he was very sensitive to the changes in the surrounding environment. He became alert when he heard the sound. He looked from the courtyard wall to the street and saw several men wearing red headscarves running in one direction. .

Zuo Lingquan came to the door with his sword in hand and looked around. He didn't see the reason, but he found that young Lang Luchen turned into the alley from the street carrying a lot of things, and his face was not very good-looking.

After Lu Chen saw him from a distance, he put away the emotion on his face and raised his hand to gesture to the bacon hen he was carrying:

"Leader Jiang of the rebel army heard that you were fleeing here, so he gave you some rice and asked me to get it for you. Leader Jiang is a nice person, but there are hundreds of mouths below waiting for food, and he can't even get out too much food..."

"How can this be so embarrassing..."

As the saying goes, no merit will be rewarded, but Zuo Lingquan felt a little ashamed after receiving such help. He stepped forward to hold hands, thanked him for a few words, and asked:

"Brother Lu, what's going on on the street?"

When Lu Chen talked about this, the emotion on his face showed again. He shook his head and sighed, and said angrily:

"Someone just discovered that a family at the port was killed. That family was the family of the rebels. There were five members of the family, all young and old. Except for a girl who was not at home, they were all dead. I just went over to check, and all the deceased He was nailed to the back of the head, and was tortured before death. His tongue was pulled out, his eyes and ears were pierced, and all his limbs were twisted off. The blood was very fresh. The murderer had moved his hands at least half an hour ago, and there were writings on the ground with blood, but there were not many in the county. I'm a literate person, but I can't understand the meaning. The rebels are searching everywhere now, but they haven't found the murderer yet..."

As Lu Chen spoke, his eyes were imperceptibly looking at Zuo Lingquan's robe, obviously looking for blood stains.

All the people left in the county were acquaintances. Only Zuo Lingquan had just arrived, and the time of his appearance was very consistent with the time of the crime. It was not surprising that he was suspected, so Zuo Lingquan naturally didn't mind.

Shangguan Lingye stood at the gate of the courtyard. Hearing this narration from a distance, his clear eyes slowly turned cold. She had been in charge of the Demon Hunting Department for eighty years and was already familiar with this method of killing.

Pulling out the tongue, piercing the eyes, poking the ears, and nailing the Fengfu point on the back of the head are all to seal off the six senses so that after death, the soul will not quickly dissipate from the body; torture is to arouse hatred and resentment in the person. It is easier to turn into a ghost after death.

These are the basic techniques used by evil cultivators to refine souls or make corpse puppets.

Shangguan Lingye has been dealing with this kind of thing for many years, and it has left a mark in his heart. He hates such incidents deeply, and he guessed who the murderer is. He can't just sit back and ignore it. At this time, he put on his raincoat and walked up to him and said:

"Where did the crime happen? Take us to see it."

Zuo Lingquan estimated that the murderer was the foreign monk he met in the cave. He also frowned and motioned for Lu Chen to lead the way.

Lu Chen felt that the two of them didn't look like murderers, so he dared to come to the door. He didn't say much at the moment. After putting the food in the yard, he took the two of them out of the alleyway...

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