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
Yin Molan had smeared the blood as a sign of the oath with Ning Tao and promised to join forces with him against Tang Tianren. Now he had come to fulfill his promise. Under the steps of the Sky Clinic, Ning Tao, Qing Zhui and Yin Molan stood side by side. Tang Tianren glared at Yin Molan and snarled, "Yin Molan, what are you doing? We lived in peace for so many years. Are you against me today? Have you thought about the consequences of making enemies with me?" Yin Molan replied, "The Tang Sect has being strong all these years, and I has to avoid you guys. But I won't hide from anyone from now on. I will turn over the past. You asked me if I thought about the consequences of making enemies with you. Now I tell you, the consequences are either you die or I live." Ning Tao suddenly let go of Qing Zhui's hand. This was a signal. Almost the moment he moved, Qing Zhui and Yin Molan both jumped at Tang Tianren. Without T
Yin Molan left. The ice cream plan was just their thought. Ning Tao returned to the clinic to treat his wounds. Since Qing Zhui was afraid to enter the clinic, she asked Ning Tao to take her shopping bags out for her. "I have to go back and take a bath. I'm so dirty," Qing Zhui stated, but instead of leaving immediately, she looked straight at Ning Tao as if to send a message. Ning Tao said, "Then you go home early. I'll have to make some delicate perfumed cream later for tomorrow evening's charity party." "You've got so many flying needles and darts and blood on you. Don't you want someone to clean your wounds and to have a bath?" asked Qing Zhui. Ning Tao shook his head. "All right, then, I'm going home." A little disappointed, Qing Zhui left with a bunch of shopping bags. She wanted to go into the clinic to help Ning Tao with his wound, but she didn't dare to go in after being glared at by the good-evil tripod
In the party hall, Chen Tiansheng cranked up the speakers on his phone to full volume and heard Huai Kebing munching on a grape. The noise was small, but the hall was so quiet that people sitting near the stage could hear him chewing. "Go up the stage and get a microphone. I have something to talk," Huai Kebing ordered. "Yes, Young Master Huai," Chen Tiansheng said, stepping across Fan Huaying onto the stage. Fan Huaying reached out and grabbed Chen Tiansheng's arm and snapped, "What are you doing? Didn't you hear me? I ask you to get out of here!" Chen Tiansheng immediately pointed the phone's camera at Fan Huaying and said coldly, "See clearly who asks me to go to the stage. How dare you stop me?" Huai Kebing put another grape into his mouth and chewed while saying "Oh, Fan Huaying, do you have to be on the wrong side of me?" Fan Huaying replied coldly, "I'm just on the right side." "