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 flouris.h.i.+ng.

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 acupoint was obviously larger than before, and his spiritual power also became stronger.

"When will my Niwan acupoint become a real palace? And when will my spiritual power change from this little fish into a dragon? Yin Molan said that after cultivating oneself, the next step was to try to be an immortal. Are there really immortals in the vast universe? If so, where are they? Perhaps only those truly immortals' Niwan acupoints are solemn and magnificent palaces?" Ning Tao thought.

As he imagined this, his divine sense had come out of his physical world.

Ring, ring...

His ringtone suddenly sounded.

Ning Tao thought it was Lin Qinghua calling, but when he pulled out his phone, he saw a strange number. After a moment's hesitation, he answered the phone.

"Doctor Ning?" A soft voice came from the phone.

It was Qing Zhui's voice, which sounded so sweet that could make one limp.

"Yes, Qing Zhui, is your demon bone better?" Ning Tao asked.

Then Qing Zhui's voice sounded. "I am almost completely recovered. Come and pick me up."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Ning Tao hung up and went over to the stone wall.

There were several blood locks on the stone wall, some leading to Beidu, some to the Suns.h.i.+ne Orphanage, and some to his home. Anyway, different blood locks correspond to different locations. Last night, the blood lock painted on the stone floor of Big Bowl Village disappeared. Although he did not see Yin Molan sticking his head down on the ground like a javelin, the stone with the blood lock was destroyed by Yin Molan. Actually, even if the blood lock to the Big Bowl Village was still there, he wouldn't be going there again.

Ning Tao inserted the key into the blood lock corresponding to Qing Zhui's room, and then gave it a gentle twist.

The inky convenient door opened and Ning Tao stepped inside. After about two seconds of darkness, he took one more step and entered Qing Zhui's room.

The houseful of Phoebe zhennan glowed golden light that could even reflect one's image, as if in a dream. The fragrance floating in the air was not only the special herbal flavor of the Phoebe zhennan, but also a mysterious fragrance. That was Qing Zhui's scent, with a seductive attribute.

Ning Tao came out of the convenient door, and the moment he saw Qing Zhui, he frozen and felt bad.

Qing Zhui stood by the bed, smiling at her demon master coming out of the wall. She wore a nurse's uniform, her nurse's hat and short-sleeved s.h.i.+rt embroidered with a red cross. Her neckline was almost down to her navel, and a great deal of her white skin was exposed to the air, because there was only a little cloth to hide her body. Her short white skirt was so short that it barely covered her bottom. If she made a big gesture, her underwear would be exposed.

With her pretty and delicate face, full b.r.e.a.s.t.s, neat waist, long legs that were two-thirds of her height, coupled with her dress, once she stood at the door of the Sky Clinic, patients might line up outside the archway of Garden Street.

Qing Zhui whirled around and showed Ning Tao her voluptuous waist and pretty hips. "Doctor Ning, how do I look??" she asked expectantly.

Ning Tao felt a mess. "Who bought you this nurse's uniform?"

Her legs crossed with the left one in front and the right one behind, Qing Zhui put her hands on one side of her lower belly, her mouth curving into a smile. "Doctor Ning, my sister bought it for me. I don't have a Taobao account, but she does," she answered. "But I chose it myself. Isn't it nice?"

She gave Ning Tao an ancient salute.

It didn't matter if she was wearing Han-Chinese clothing, but she was wearing a nurse's uniform which was bought from Taobao. When her crossed legs bent down, Ning Tao felt as if he had been poisoned and his body became a little stiff. He immediately took a deep breath to suppress the heat inside him, and looked away. "Well, change your clothes."

"Why?" Qing Zhui's voice was soft and sweet as always. "Don't you like it?"

Ning Tao replied with a wry smile, "If you're in my clinic in this dress, the comer won't be patients but criminals."

"All right, I'll change this dress," said Qing Zhui.

However, before Ning Tao could go out to avoid embarra.s.sment, the nurse's uniform bought from Taobao fell to the ground.

Ning Tao only looked at her out of the corner of his eye for a second before he couldn't bear the stimulus and turned away. The snake demon was different from a human being, so Ning Tao couldn't look at Qing Zhui with conventional eyes at all. If this happened often in the future, he reckoned that he would probably get sick.

Behind him came the rustle of clothes.

"You are such a shy person. Never mind. I don't even care. Why are you so shy? Besides, didn't you see my body when you operated on me?" Qing Zhui's voice was still soft and pleasant.

Ning Tao pretended not to hear anything.

Qing Zhui finally changed her clothes. This time, she wore green Han-Chinese clothing, and a pair of green embroidered shoes, giving a fresh and lively impression. Plus her gentle and beautiful face like Lin Daiyu's, she gave out a quaint charm.

"Is this all right?" she inquired.

"This is great. Let's go," Ning Tao said.

"Wait, I'll take my suitcase," Qing Zhui said and went to the wardrobe and pulled out a wooden box made of Phoebe zhennan, which was quaint. Ning Tao had no idea know how old it was.

Then Ning Tao opened the convenient door with his key, took Qing Zhui's hand and walked in.

When they walked out of the wall, they were already in the Sky Clinic.

The human face in the good-evil tripod opened its eyes, and then closed them again. The moment it opened and closed its eyes, it seemed to have confirmed everything. It had no interest to care a snake demon who had neither merits of good intention nor sins of evil intention.

Qing Zhui didn't notice the good-evil tripod casting a glance at her. After scanning the clinic, she asked in surprise, "Is this your clinic?"

Ning Tao nodded and introduced, "It's called Sky Clinic. The people who come here are either very good or very bad." He pointed to the good-evil tripod and continued, "When good people come, it will show its smiling face, and when evil people come, it will show its angry face. Patients don't have to pay to see a doctor here, just to offset by or atone for their merits."

"Amazing!" Qing Zhui grinned. "I see. This is a clinic of pract.i.tioner."

Ning Tao smiled back. "From now on, you help me find the evil patients and bring them here, and I'll treat them."

"Okay," Qing Zhui agreed.

"Don't tell your sister about this clinic," Ning Tao told her. "If you want to tell her, you must ask my permission in advance. You can only tell her if I agree."

"Got it," Qing Zhui agreed again, and added, "By the way, where am I going to sleep? I don't even see a bed."

"You can't live here," Ning Tao said. "There are many vacant houses in this street. I'll rent you a room for the time being. If you don't like it, we can go to Suns.h.i.+ne Orphanage to live."

"I don't want to live in a rented house. Is there a forest around here? Or a cave?" Qing Zhui asked. "I prefer cold places to noisy places."

Only then did Ning Tao realize that as a snake demon, she would have some snake habits—she would definitely not like living in the street, let alone the noisy Suns.h.i.+ne Orphanage. Then he remembered the mountain forest behind the Sky Clinic. "Behind the clinic are mountains and forests," he said. "I'll show you. You can live wherever you like."

"Good, I'll make a home in the mountains. You can live there, too." Qing Zhui looked happy.

Ning Tao felt he couldn't just say "yes" or "no" to Qing Zhui's invitation.

The mountain road was winding, and the mountain was not quiet, insects chirping relentlessly in the gra.s.s and birds singing merrily at the top of tree. When they pa.s.sed by the aloe vera field, Ning Tao noticed that the aloe vera he had cut was sprouting again, which meant that he would have the ingredients for the delicate perfumed cream in a while.

Not far from the aloe vera, they reached the end of the path. Huge, straight fir trees spread out in all directions, their dense canopies blocking out the sun. There was a thick layer of dead leaves on the ground, and the air smelled damp and musty. It was summer, but there was something eerie about it.

Qing Zhui took a deep breath and sighed, "Wow! That's the flavor I like. That's it. I'll find a cave. If there isn't a cave, I'll make one myself."

If humans could do the same, real estate developers would be crying.

Ning Tao accompanied Qing Zhui into the fir woods. Before they had gone far, they found a cave under a cliff. This cave was not big, more than 10 meters deep, with a narrow entrance, but the cave inside was rather s.p.a.cious. It was a triangular cave formed by the movement of geology, which had arched up two huge rocks.

"Here is my new house. I'll call it Qing Mansion." Qing Zhui appeared pleased. Then she raised her hand and wrote on the rocks beside the cave. Her nails were long, and they splashed a little powder on the rocks. There were dents in the hard rock where her fingers had pa.s.sed.

Ning Tao was dumbfounded, and somehow he thought of Wolverine. Maybe the real Wolverine's nails were only a little stronger than Qing Zhui's.

For a moment, Qing Zhui pulled back, took a step, and blew toward the wall!

A piece of stone dust flying up, the stone wall impressively left some words that were different from what Ning Tao had thought, which meant little mistress.

Ning Tao's body shook. "Are... are you sure what you are carving is Qing Mansion?"

Qing Zhui nodded solemnly.

Ning Tao opened his mouth, but he found nothing to say.

If it was a joke, it was a toxic one.