The moon was like a silver plate, and insects were singing in the grass.
Ning Tao walked across the woods to the cave where Qing Zhui lived, and had mixed feelings when he looked at the wrong words, which meant "little mistress" on the stone wall.
Hiss... Hiss...
A boa constrictor sprang out of the grass beside the cave, and then more snakes came out from both sides of the cave, forming a fan-shaped circle.
People liked to keep dogs to guard the house, but Qing Zhui kept a big group of snakes.
"Qing Zhui, have you slept? Please come out for a moment. I have something to talk to you," Ning Tao shouted.
"I'm still up. Come in." Qing Zhui's voice came from the cave.
Miraculously, upon hearing her voice, the snakes of all sizes and colors retreated, more obedient than dogs.
The snake guards seemed to be making way for Ning Tao. Now there was no obstacle in the way, Ning Tao, h
Four days later. As the sun rose, the mist that shrouded the mountains lifted and the golden sun shone down. The Sky Clinic looked as if coated in gold, giving the impression that it was hidden in this modern city of high-rise buildings. After seven days of practice, Ning Tao finally opened the door of the Sky Clinic and walked out. During this seven-day seclusion, he spent the first three days strengthening his spiritual power, and the next four days practicing the cultivation method and punch skill which he obtained after the clinic upgraded. The pre-school punch skill had a total of three moves, but due to limited time, he only practiced the Cat Claw Punch and the Powerful Tolerance to Beating. It was, of course, not enough to practice for four days, so he didn't master the skills proficiently. He just managed to cross the threshold. If he had had more time, he would have practiced them more skillfully and better. Unfortunat
No one could believe that a man could still stand when his head was hit with a steel pope, and Ning Tao's head wasn't even broken! Stunned, the possible foreman dropped the pipe and didn't pick it up. Ning Tao raised his hand and slapped him in the face again. The slap was still light, and he was trying to provoke the enemy rather than punish him as before. "Beat him!" roared the possible foreman. Those demolition workers swarmed up, and Ning Tao was surrounded in the blink of an eye. Suddenly steel pipes, long-handled wire cutters, wooden clubs, fists and feet rained down on him. Qing Zhui, standing beside the woods, started to open her mouth. She was clear that Ning Tao didn't know martial arts, but she didn't think he was so weak that he got beat up by a bunch of ordinary people. Stunned, she started to rush to help, but a hand was raised in the crowd and a voice shouted, "No!" Qing
At the end of the trail, the words "Big Bowl Village" were blurred on a broken stone tablet. It had been impossible to verify whether there was really a group of Ming Dynasty soldiers becoming bandits here and drinking wine and eating meat in big bowls hundreds of years ago, because there were no historical records, nor did it survive among folk artists. "This is the Big Bowl Village," Ning Tao said. Qing Zhui put out her tongue, made it tremble a few times, and said with a serious face, "There is demon smell here." "That means he's here. Come on, let's meet him." Ning Tao walked past the stone table toward the village. "Do you want to kill him?" Qing Zhui asked as she followed Ning Tao. Ning Tao leaned into her ear and answered, "It depends." Qing Zhui nodded. Ning Tao walked toward the center of the village with his small medicine chest. The last time he came, it was at night, and he
Yin Molan's hand rested on the hilt of the Brotherhood of Blade. "Hiss!" Qing Zhui was enveloped in black air. The back of Ning Tao's hand was bulging, and his special spiritual power had been injected into the Sacred Needle. The Brotherhood of Blade in Yin Molan's hand could threaten him, but as long as Qing Zhui held Yin Molan, Ning Tao could make Yin Molan get sick and quickly cut the latter's fighting capacity by sticking a Sacred Needle on him. By then, Qing Zhui was able to kill Yin Molan herself, not to mention with the help of Ning Tao. Yin Molan dropped his hand from the hilt. "Qing Zhui, put your nails away," said Ning Tao. Qing Zhui tucked her nails away again. The growth of her nails, sharp as Wolverine's claws, was as natural to her as the breath that controlled by her mind. This was actually thanks to Ning Tao's healing of her demon bone, without which she would never have been able to do it.
After more than 30 steps down the stone stairs, they reached the bottom, where there was a horizontal stone passage. Oil lamps were burning on the stone walls on both sides of the passage, and bean-sized lights stretched forward, casting a dim light over the passage. After about 200 more steps, they arrived at the end of the passage, and a large stone door in the style of a court, with "Ming" on the right and "Tomb" on the left. "Ming Tomb? This is a tomb?" Ning Tao asked. Yin Molan nodded. "Whose tomb is this?" Ning Tao asked again. "The Ming dynasty." Yin Molan's voice sounded slightly heavy. After a pause, he added, "This was a base for rebelling Qing dynasty and rebuilding Ming dynasty, but in the end the plan failed. It contains weapons, armor and the remains of Zhu Hongyu, the daughter of the third Crown Prince." Ning Tao felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He had always done well in hi
Bang! The walls of the Sunshine Orphanage were knocked down by a forklift, and the rising thick dust and black smoke from the forklift mixed together, making the onlooks depressed. Su Ya led a large group of children standing in the yard, with tears in her eyes. The children standing behind her all pouted, and teared up, looking very miserable. However, their tears drew no sympathy. The workers pulled down the wall as planned. Ge Ming boxed up the second clinic's medications and carried them to his car. He also had a heavy heart, but as a man, he could not easily shed tears. "Hey, get the children out of the yard. If someone gets hurt, who will be responsible for it?" shouted a cadre of the Happy Village. Su Ya could no longer hold back her sadness and burst into tears. Li Xiaoyu suddenly stooped to pick up a small stone from the ground and threw it at the forklift, shouting, "I'll kill you! Kill you
The streets were busy and the sun was baking the city, bringing not only heat, but also restlessness. Ning Tao came out of the office building of Blueprint Biotechnology Company. He had not gone far when a woman came up to him. Her green dress and embroidered cloth shoes were a complete contrast to the fashionable girls in short skirts and hot pants on the street. It was Qing Zhui. She had been around Ning Tao all the time. She wouldn't have shown up if Ning Tao hadn't called her. Maybe it was because of Qing Zhui that Tang Tianren had some scruples about taking action. If Ning Tao were alone, Tang Tianren and people of the Tang Sect would probably have taken more aggressive action. Qing Zhui held an ice cream topped with chocolate syrup and sliced strawberries. When she got next to Ning Tao, she didn't say anything, but just kept licking the ice cream. Her pretty and delicate small mouth, and flexible small tongue attracted th
On the western hills there was a setting sun and crimson clouds. Under the orange sky, the old Sky Clinic looked like a spiritless old man, sitting on the stone steps waiting for his son home from work. Ning Tao walked across the archway of Garden Street, carrying a bunch of shopping bags, and slowly walked to the end of the street. The street in front of him was empty, and so was the part behind him. It was as quiet as a world without humans. There was something wrong with the atmosphere today. Qing Zhui was right behind Ning Tao, and her green dress danced in the wind, appearing nimble and graceful. Ning Tao didn't know how old she was, but she looked like a naive teenage girl at the moment. "Don't go back later," Ning Tao suggested. Qing Zhui nodded her head, with a smile playing across her lips, but there was a sharp look in her eyes. She also seemed to feel something wrong, and she was ready for