After a half-hour's trek, a village at the end of the trail came into view. There were 50 or 60 houses in the village, mostly old bark-roofed, with one or two blue-tiled ones, which were much worse than the dwellings beyond the mountains. There were no lights in the whole village. Ning Tao and Lin Qinghua didn't know if the villagers in the mountains cut the lights and went to bed early to save electricity, or if there was no electricity at all.
The moon on the 15th day of the lunar month was both large and bright, and its cool moonlight hung over the village like mist.
Ning Tao watched the village closely with his skill of looking, but he didn't see anything wrong. It appeared just a normal village. However, he felt something hidden in the hazy moonlight and looked at him and Lin Qinghua with cold eyes.
"What's wrong, boss?" Lin Qinghua asked, sounding nervous.
Ning Tao shook his head and replied, "Nothing. Let's go and see. F
Ning Tao turned around and asked, "Senior Yin, what do you mean?" Yin Molan snorted. "What do you think this place is? Do you think you can come and go as you like?" "What do you want?" Questioned Ning Tao coldly. "Is it proper for you to leave when you know so many of my secrets?" Yin Molan said darkly. Lin Qinghua was nervous and scared, and changed another face all of a sudden. It was Emperor Xuanzong of Tang's face, which was his most familiar face. The face carried the regal majesty, but Lin Qinghua's performance had nothing to do with an emperor. He ducked behind Ning Tao, raised his hand to Yin Molan, and said, "Do you know who my master is? How dare you threaten my master like this? Do you want to die?" In his eyes, Ning Tao was almost the spokesman of the ways of Heaven, and was definitely more powerful than Yin Molan. What he didn't know was that a little over a month ago his "master" made a living by st
The Sky Clinic was silent, the black and white air rising from the good-evil tripod, gathering together instead of dispersing. Ning Tao sat cross-legged beside the good-evil tripod, and practiced the ABC of elementary cultivation method over and over again. It was not cramming, but was a habit. During the four years in college, he had already developed a tough character. He always had a sense of urgency and didn't want to waste any time. Dawn broke before Ning Tao knew it, rosy clouds all over the sky, looking colorful and flourishing. Ning Tao's divine sense came to his physical world again, and there were the vast white sky and earth, as well as the ugly "mire". With a crash, a black and white "eel" darted out of the mire, into the air, and then plunged headlong into the mire. The mud of the mire shook and rippled. The mire was his Niwan acupoint, and the black and white "eel" was his spiritual power. His Niwan
Five days later. "Su Ya, quick go back. Stop seeing me off. You've walked me a long way." On a hillside behind Sunshine Orphanage, a rural woman waved to Su Ya and Ning Tao. She was the second patient Su Ya looked for Ning Tao. This rural woman had helped Su Ya in her most difficult time. She was blind in one eye, but it healed when she came out of the little clinic at the Sunshine Orphanage. When she tested her eyesight, she could clearly see the chart from top to bottom. Her vision was at its best in both eyes. "Young man, be good to Su Ya, or else I'll be back for you!" The woman threatened. That was apparently meant for Ning Tao. Ning Tao cured her, but she didn't remember him. Ning Tao just smiled, without explanation. Su Ya blushed a little and said shyly, "Aunt Tian, don't guess randomly. Our relationship is not what you think it is." "Well, you needn't explain it to me. I don't care about you
To compensate for the door? Tang Suifeng and Tang Zixuan looked at each other and saw surprise, disdain and anger in each other's eyes. "You're courting death!" Tang Suifeng uttered the cruel words. Ge Ming burst out of the kitchen with two kitchen knives in his hands. "What do you want? I've already called the police! If you mess around, I'll fight like hell with you! It will be my defence to hack you to death!" He brandished the knives as he ran. Tang Zixuan, who looked like a tumbler, suddenly made a wave, and a cold flash flew out of his hand and straight at Ge Ming's chest. "Look out!" Ning Tao pushed Ge Ming away with a jerk. Just as Ge Ming was pushed away, a dart grazed Ning Tao's arm and left a gash. Scarlet blood poured from the wound, and the next moment there was a tingling pain, as if it had been sprinkled with salt. It was a poison dart! Ge Ming just said a f
The girl on the bike wore a long green dress, embroidered cloth shoes, and a hairstyle of ancient chignon, which was popular among Han women in ancient times. She looked elegant, beautiful and delicate, like the reincarnation of Lin Daiyu, and she had a pretty shape, with a voluptuous curve of her body, a slim waist and pretty hips, making her also look like the rebirth of Pan Jinlian who was a famous hot woman in ancient times, appearing charming all over. It was Qing Zhui. This group of people from the Tang Sect looked at Qing Zhui as if they were attracted by a magnet. If Qing Zhui was riding a white horse, it would be a grand entrance, and she would be like a fairy. Unfortunately, she was riding a shared bike instead of a white horse, which seemed a bit odd. At a glance, Qing Zhui saw Ning Tao, his white shirt covered with blood, standing there pulling out the flying needles and darts that had pricked him. In a flash, her e
They followed the scent of Tang Suifeng, Tang Zixuan and the others from the Tang Sect until they lost track of them by the Jialing River. "Damn it! They've run away!" Qing Zhui stomped her foot with an angry look on her face. "Besides hidden weapons, the Tang Sect's lightness skills are also excellent, so those guys must be running much faster than us in the mountain forest. And there must be a boat here to pick them up," Ning Tao said. "What are we going to do next?" Ning Tao's nose moved slightly and he soon identified the scent he was looking for. "They went down the river. We walk along the river and rent a boat when there is one." His nose was more sensitive to smells than Qing Zhui's tongue. Then Qing Zhui followed Ning Tao downstream. At first, Ning Tao could still catch the odors left by those people from the Tang Sect drifting over the river, but the odors became weaker and we
The river was so swift and rocky that ordinary people dared not swim in it. But for Ning Tao and Qing Zhui, it was easy. They plunged into the rushing water, and when they came out again, they were already on the island in the middle of the river. Ning Tao and Qing Zhui came out of the water onto a small beach a few meters wide. Ning Tao opened the small medicine chest to check whether there was any water in it. As a result, the medicine chest was very dry and cool, even without any water vapor, let alone water. Qing Zhui held up her dress to twist water, her white long legs exposed in the air. Her coat pressed against her body, and in the sunlight she looked seductive and sultry. Ning Tao seemed to have been a little "accustomed" to this situation. He once again poured 30 milliliters of ink into the Soil-seeking Inkstone, and then headed in the direction indicated by the scale of ink ripples. There were no roads in the forest,
The convenient door closed, and Ning Tao and Qing Zhui returned to the Sky Clinic. Ignoring the poison needles and darts on his body, Ning Tao reached out to Qing Zhui and said, "Let me have a look." "You're hurt and bleeding a lot," said Qing Zhui. "It doesn't matter. It's a little injury, and I won't die," replied Ning Tao. Unable to make him change his mind, Qing Zhui had to hand over the spiritual soil and grain in her arms to Ning Tao, as well as the free "scenery". Ning Tao paused for a moment, then turned away with the spiritual soil and grain in his arms, saying, "Put your clothes on. My god." Qing Zhui cocked her mouth, slightly dissatisfied, but still obediently put on her clothes. Ning Tao placed the spiritual soil and grain in the vacant lot in the middle of the clinic. It was daylight, and the spiritual soil and grain could be seen clearly without the light of the seven-star lamp.