Chapter 105 Beat Balls like Crazy (1/2)

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 could not see this village very well. Now it was daylight, so the village clearly came into sight. Almost all the walls were cracked, and the tiles had been fallen off the roof, weeds growing as high as the roof in the yard. In short, it was a scene of decay.

”Many years ago, that group of heroes drank wine and ate meat in big bowls and sang with women in their arms. The children played and laughed here. It was like yesterday. When I close my eyes, I can still see the familiar faces and hear them sing.” A low, husky voice rose. A man in a black robe and hood came out of a roofless stone house.

Like last time, Yin Molan was holding a Haagen-Dazs.

There was no electricity nor ice cream shop, so Ning Tao was really curious about where his ice creams came from.

Ning Tao and Qing Zhui stopped in the clearing opposite the stone house.

In the clearing there was a pit the size of a human head, with cracks that spread like cobwebs across the surrounding stone floor. That was where Yin Molan had hit.

Seeing this pit, Ning Tao knew the reason why the blood lock corresponding to this village in the clinic disappeared. It now appeared that if he had delayed taking Lin Qinghua by a second, Yin Molan would have followed him into the Sky Clinic.

Qing Zhui's nails grew long and gleamed green.

At the moment, Yin Molan's eyes fall on Qing Zhui, and his face darkened at once. ”You've brought a snake demon. Are you here to kill me or for business?”

”Hiss!” Qing Zhui's eyes suddenly turned fully green and blazed with menace because Yin Molan's tone to Ning Tao was unacceptable to her.

The dust rose under Yin Molan's feet as he stepped out of the stone house. He seemed to step into the bean curd, embedded in the ground, left a hole up to the instep in the hard stone floor!

He was an imperial guard of ranking five in the Ming Dynasty, and powerful hundreds of years ago. Later he became a demon and practiced for hundreds of years. Therefore, his martial art was more powerful than ordinary people could imagine!

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

”Qing Zhui, put your nails away,” Ning Tao ordered.

Qing Zhui obediently put her sharp nails back, but remained alert.

Yin Molan took another step forward. This step left no footprint on the ground, which seemed to be a response for Qing Zhui withdrawing her nail.

”Let's cut the crap,” said Ning Tao. ”You threatened me a week ago, and I feel uncomfortable about that. It will affect our subsequent negotiations. Why don't we have a fight before talking about it?”

Yin Molan paused a little, then looked at Qing Zhui again. He was frightened by her nails and poison, but he didn't think much of Ning Tao. Ning Tao was just a cultivating doctor, who went into the way of cultivation from medicine, while he went into the way from martial arts. If they did fight, he was confident he could knock Ning Tao to the ground with one fist. But if Qing Zhui helped Ning Tao, the result was beyond his control.

Ning Tao read Yin Molan's mind and smiled calmly, ”Don't worry. It's just me and you, Qing Zhui won't do it.”

”Brother Ning...” Qing Zhui murmured, a little apprehensive.

Ning Tao patted her on the shoulder and comforted her, ”Don't worry. What did I tell you on the way? I'll be all right. You stay out of it.”

Qing Zhui nodded. On the way here, she had already asked Ning Tao why he had deliberately accepted the beating, and Ning Tao told her that he had learned the Powerful Tolerance to Beating and the Cat Claw Punch. However, the fact that he had been beaten by ordinary people, and now he was facing a demon of martial artist, worried her a little.

”Ha ha ha!” Yin Molan burst out laughing. ”You are really a cocky guy. You bring a snake demon to my place, and you dare to challenge me alone. Well, I'll show you what I can do. I will beat you into submission, and then obediently refine elixirs for me!”

”Let's fight first. And put down your ice cream. It would be a pity if it dropped when we fight,” Ning Tao said matter-of-factly.

Fa-thud!

No sooner had Ning Tao finished his sentence than Yin Molan threw the ice cream on the ground in front of him.

It was Yin Molan's style to throw ice cream when he was not happy. This was the second time he had thrown ice cream, giving the impression that he was holding the ice cream not to eat, but to throw.

Ning Tao shrugged. ”What a baby!”

Yin Molan's foot jerked and he jumped off the ground, leaping several meters. Then he twisted his waist, turned and kicked Ning Tao in the chest.

The process seemed complicated, but it ended in less than a second.

Ning Tao had time and space to duck, but he stood still, watching as Yin Molan jumped at him, then turned and kicked him.

Bam!

Yin Molan kicked Ning Tao in the chest with his right foot, causing him to fly like a kite with a broken string and hit a stone wall.