Chapter 763: Conscience

"No, is it not allowed? Sorry……"

Pei Ye looked at this young girl, who was looking at him with some trepidation.

"Where do you want to touch?" he said woodenly.

Nan Yingzhi tentatively stretched out her hand: "Ca, can I hold young hero Pei's hand that holds the sword?"

"……"

Pei Ye handed his hand to her with some hesitation. Nan Yingzhi held it lightly. It was truly a touch as light as a dragonfly skimming the water, and then a happy smile immediately bloomed on the young girl's face: "Thank you, young hero Pei!"

"You're welcome."

"When you arrive at the Imperial Academy…… if you have anything, you can find me for help." Nan Yingzhi said quickly, "Is the quarter of an hour up…… sorry sorry, I'm leaving, young hero Pei."

Pei Ye thought it didn't have to be so strict about the quarter of an hour. He watched this figure walk out of the room quickly, and before closing the door, she looked back at him secretly. Seeing that he was still looking, she jumped and closed the door with a "clack".

Pei Ye thought this person was indeed simple and cute, but why didn't she ask him a single thing about the sword.

He thought about it for ten or twenty breaths in confusion, then the door was pushed open again, and another exquisite young girl walked in.

"……"

For a full half an hour, Pei Ye thought something must have gone wrong.

Everyone who came in was a young girl in her prime, the younger ones sixteen or seventeen, the older ones twenty or so. They indeed looked like people who had no opportunity to practice the sword, only a few had some traces of holding a sword, but they were only at the level of being able to dance a little.

Pei Ye was originally prepared to open up and encourage them. He hadn't thought that he would be stuck chatting with people about the sword, but now almost no one chatted with him about the sword—they just kept mentioning the sword.

Of course, Pei Ye still buried his doubts in his heart and remained open and smiling to everyone who walked in, asking gently why they came and what difficulties they had. However, most people didn't look like they had any difficulties, and they all looked much richer than Pei Ye.

And everyone was in high spirits, not depressed or lost because they couldn't practice the sword. For a moment, it made Pei Ye doubt whether practicing the sword so well was something worth being proud of.

And among all the topics Pei Ye initiated, the three provided by Qu Xin were always the easiest to use, and could best keep the conversation flowing smoothly.

Everyone was very willing to talk about how they knew "young hero Pei".

Most people also had a few sword moves they liked in their hearts. Half were Flying Feather Immortal and Snow Sword. Pei Ye suspected they couldn't recognize 【Godly Washing Sword】, so no one mentioned it.

And when it came to the wish session, it was a bit varied. Besides hoping to hold Pei Ye's hand, some wanted Pei Ye to write his name on the sword book on the table and give it to them…… In short, everyone

had their own wishes they had thought about for a long time.

Pei Ye sent away these lively skirts in a daze but politely. Several people finally said movingly and sweetly that young hero Pei, you are even better than I imagined.

Pei Ye didn't know what he looked like in their imagination.

Honestly speaking, these girls were quite energetic. Besides adding a wisp of fragrance to the room, they also made Pei Ye's mood much more active. Especially after offending Yun Lang and being ignored by everyone in the garden, suddenly meeting such a group of full, smiling faces made him feel quite comfortable in his heart.

However, Pei Ye truly didn't know where they came from.

He lowered his head to look at the little cat. The little cat was lying on the table and didn't want to answer his questions.

Then at this time, the door was pushed open again, and Qu Xin walked in.

It was very rare for Pei Ye to see a pair of slightly shining pupils on this cold face, like a layer of starlight paved on it. In the past, it only appeared for a moment when facing his heavy injuries and blood-smeared body.

"Are you in a good mood?" Pei Ye was curious.

Qu Xin was slightly surprised, lowered her eyes: "No…… it was hard for you, everyone was very happy."

"……" Pei Ye actually caught a trace of gentleness in this young girl's tone, which made him feel a bit terrified.

"This is not hard." he said.

Qu Xin nodded, took his sleeve, and walked out: "Then hurry up and go, the Sword Academy must be waiting for you anxiously."

"Ah? Did they send someone to call me?"

"No."

"……"

"They must be waiting anxiously." Qu Xin took him to the courtyard gate. It was past noon, the spring light was just right, and Pei Ye heard the faint chatter from the building over there again.

"Why so anxious." Pei Ye smiled, "Where did you meet these people, how come everyone recognizes me."

"You are very famous now, everyone must recognize you." Qu Xin took him to the courtyard gate, raised her hand and touched his chest and waist—Pei Ye dodged, but was pulled back by her—"Is your body okay?"

"What's wrong with my body?" Pei Ye looked at her vigilantly.

"Didn't you go out of the city to handle a case. You didn't get hurt, right?"

"……I've been back for five days, why didn't you wait until the New Year to ask." Pei Ye frowned, "And whether others are hurt or not, can't you see it at a glance."

"I was speaking in a tone of concern just now."

"Only your tone is concern."

Qu Xin was silent for a moment, pondering: "How do other women please you?"

"……You must not consider this question."

Qu Xin thought for a while: "I'll give you something."

"No need—hmm—" Pei Ye's tail sound narrowed and trembled, turning into an upward tone.

Qu Xin held out a large, shining silver

ingot.

"……"

"……"

"Twenty taels of silver. As my patient, I didn't go to treat you this time when you were injured. Looking at the traces, the injury was quite heavy." Qu Xin said, "Little male duck, take it to buy some medicine to nourish yourself. Below this is the prescription I wrote for you."

Only then did Pei Ye see that a piece of paper that no one cared about was pressed under this big lump.

"This…… this……" Pei Ye was dazed, "Twenty taels?"

Qu Xin took his hand, unfolded it, put the silver and the prescription in, and closed it. Then she looked up and saw the trembling look in the youth's eyes.

She analyzed it and judged that this expression was moved, so she thought about it again, lowered her head, and picked a small white flower from the flower bush.

Then she stood on tiptoe and inserted it into Pei Ye's hair bun.

"Qu Xin……"

"You must live well." Qu Xin's voice was flat, "Go."

She pushed the youth out of the door and then closed the courtyard gate.

Pei Ye looked at the heavy weight in his hand, as if in a dream for a moment.

He tilted his head to look at the black cat on his shoulder and handed the silver to its mouth: "You take a bite."

The black cat rolled its emerald eyes and turned its head away.

Pei Ye took a bite himself, really.

"She, why did she give me so much money." Pei Ye held this silver ingot in his hand, "This, this is undeserved, right……"

"Life-buying money, probably."

"Whose life-buying money."

"Her own."

"……" Pei Ye didn't understand. His eyes were attracted by this silver-shining treasure again, and he turned around and walked away in a daze, "It's really twenty taels."

He held the silver and walked seventy or eighty steps toward the garden, then suddenly stopped, his teeth clenched.

The black cat raised its eyes: "What's wrong?"

"The ancients said, do not accept rewards without merit." Pei Ye took a deep breath, "Although I am poor, I cannot accept so much silver from others for no reason."

The black cat looked at him: "Good boy."

It paused and said: "Then why don't you turn around."

"I'm making up my mind!"

Pei Ye took another deep breath and walked back with firm steps: "Qu Xin herself has always been very short of money. I don't know what difficulties she has, but today she still gave me such huge silver…… I cannot accept it easily!"

He pressed his sword and walked back step by step.

……

"Every joint can move, it is a complete, real replica." Qu Xin's expression was flat, standing on the stage like a teacher giving a lecture, "Look, even the finger joints the size of rice grains can move."

"Wow!" People gathered around a table, heads together looking up.

"Each box, besides the puppet body

itself, also comes with two sets of clothes, one is the Sword Academy sword uniform, one is daily casual clothes, both sewn by me personally. And a finger sword, which is the 'Dao-Born Sword' of the Changan Sword Academy." Qu Xin picked up two small clothes, one in each hand, "And after you go back, you can also sew clothes for young hero Pei and buy him new finger swords."

"He will definitely be very happy." Qu Xin said flatly.

"Divine Physician Qu, are there really only eight boxes?"

"Hmm, puppets are very difficult to make. I only made eight boxes in my spare time these days." Qu Xin said, "One hundred taels per box, no bidding, those with financial resources please draw lots to obtain the purchase qualification. He Yaoyao, bring the lot tube over for them to draw lots—where is the person?"

Qu Xin looked around and saw the yellow skirt figure running out of the gate in a panic. She didn't pay attention, took the lot tube herself, put it on the table for people, and said: "I have already provided everyone with the five-inch winter portrait of young hero Pei earlier. Only one copy is sold per person, no extras. Next, I will introduce the unique item prepared for this sword banquet, only five pieces—"Pei Ye Sword Injury Night Bare Picture"."

Pei Ye walked into the small courtyard and heard the faint chatter inside again, but this time it seemed very neat, with a "wow" sound gathered together.

Pei Ye became even more curious about what excitement was going on inside, but at this time he mainly wanted to find Qu Xin and return the silver to her.

Then his gaze fixed, and he saw He Yaoyao's weak yellow skirt coming down the stairs. Seeing him, she ran over in a panic, lifting her skirt.

"Why so anxious." Pei Ye smiled, "True disciple He, I ask you, do you know where Qu Xin is?"

He Yaoyao stood still in front of him, looking up at him with pursed lips. Her eyes were like two jars filled with water. After running over, they became rippling with light.

"What's wrong?" Pei Ye gathered his expression, "Did something happen?"

"Young hero Pei, I, I am here in the Divine Capital for the first time……" He Yaoyao seemed to have just witnessed a scene that shocked her soul, "You, you…… famous swordsmen in the Divine Capital, all have to be stripped of their clothes, modeled and sculpted, for people to play with?"

She felt quite uneasy and hugged her body tightly.

"……" Pei Ye was stunned, "Ah?"

"Young hero Pei, you, how did you accept this, I didn't dare to look at it." She lowered her head aggrievedly and walked away quickly, "I'm leaving, young hero Pei, I can't stay here anymore."

"I accept—what do I accept." Pei Ye was dazed, grabbed her forearm, "Don't go—what are you talking about—where exactly did you see Qu Xin?"

He Yaoyao looked up and pointed: "Young hero Pei, Qu…… Little Medicine Lord Qu is right in this building, selling your portraits!"

Pei Ye still didn't understand, smiled: "Selling my portraits…… what portraits of mine, the ones practicing sword on the pool just now? Who would buy that, besides President Cui……"

He was stunned: "She wouldn't really go do business for Miss Cui, right."

He Yaoyao pursed her lips, grabbed his forearm and walked up the steps. Pei Ye was about to enter the door, but He Yaoyao pulled him to the window.

Pei Ye leaned out curiously, and then his whole person turned into a wooden carving.

Sitting or leaning, a group of beauties, every one of whom Pei Ye had already seen just now.

They were laughing and talking, their faces flushed and eyes bright, gesturing with their hands and feet.

Qu Xin stood at the very front, unfolding a painting on the wall behind her, pointing with a thin stick in her hand, like a physician teaching acupuncture points.

……A huge Pei Ye.

Lying on the painting, half-leaning on the bed. His chest was completely open, his upper body almost bare, revealing hard muscles and bright red blood. The mottled red and white cloth after wiping was scattered, and the dim candlelight covered everything with a layer of hazy gauze.

Pei Ye of course recognized this scene, and he recognized this bed at a glance.

That was the side bedroom of the Zhu Jingdian, the night after he went ashore from the South Pool. He remembered that his face and head were all wet at that time, his face was drooping and lazy, perhaps even stained with water algae. But this painting changed his head, only revealing half of a cold side face, and the shadow of his hair covered the sharp corners on the other side.

"……This painting's original draft was drawn by me personally, and later five copies were commissioned from the famous painter Zhang Qiuwan, and many details were added based on memory. It took two months to complete, which can be said to be full of thought in every square inch." Qu Xin's convincing voice rang in the hall, "After it was finished, she kept one copy as a reward. The other five are all here.

"This painting, and the puppets just now, are only sold at this sword banquet. There will be no additions in the fan club in the future. One piece is priced at one hundred and twenty taels, and bidding is allowed."

"This painting is also too…… too pitiful."

"That wound is so scary, does it hurt, young hero Pei……"

"……Really want to touch young hero Pei's stomach…… so real……"

"I'll buy the first one, one hundred and thirty taels!"

"Oh my! This person stripped young hero Pei clean as soon as she got it!" a young girl laughed and called out.

Another hurriedly hid the puppet in her hand behind her back, shyly smiling: "Let me see if it's really…… completely replicated……"

Qu Xin said flatly: "I didn't carve anything that the world finds filthy."

Pei Ye truly felt that he was in a dream at this time, otherwise how could there be such a hell that tortured people.

In an instant, he inexplicably remembered the white-flowered Zhu Ge who was covered with a small red quilt when he followed a group of people into the Feng Huai County courtyard.

He is truly powerful, Pei Ye thought.

He Yaoyao stood on the side, watching the youth's face change from smiling, to dazed, and then to stiff.

His mouth opened a little bit first, then pursed into a tight line; his eyes first surged with monstrous

waves, then turned into flames, and finally turned into a whole block of cold ice.

Then his eyes went black, he swayed twice, and fainted backward.

"Young hero Pei!" He Yaoyao hurriedly supported him.

The youth didn't really fall backward after all. He supported the woman's shoulder and stood up firmly.

Then he put the silver ingot in his hand heavily into the woman's hand, expressionless, his eyes staring fixedly at the hall.

He pressed the window sill, lifted his foot and drilled in. ===== CHAPTER 764 =====

Pressing against the window sill, he lifted his foot and drilled inside.