The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 245 Willingly, Pearls Falling on a Jade Plate

September 30th, Chenhuan City, Sikong’s family, nobleman’s residence, hall.

“I am lustful, and you are obsessed with martial arts.

The Sikong family took advantage of our fake identities, which did not violate the Taoist order.

I just don’t know if there is any ulterior motive behind this move?
For example, do you want us to turn a blind eye when checking the offerings?

This action is a violation of the Dao Order."

Sikong Wan's expression became even uglier because of Qin Zhiming's words.

“Tonight I will use my mind power to confuse the woman they sent to me just like I did last night.

Let them think that I made love with them at night.

I suggest that you deliberately create some fluctuations in your internal energy tomorrow.

Let the person who is watching you secretly mistakenly think that you have taken the pill.

Don't get me wrong, I just want to say that since some things cannot be avoided, it is better to accept them calmly. "

Sikong Wan's complexion improved a little, as she understood the meaning of Qin Zhiming's words.

He reminded himself that, at the moment, there was a high probability that there would be problems with the offerings submitted by the Sikong family.

In this case, she should concentrate on being a good supervisor who disguises herself as someone else and not reveal any flaws.

To avoid people thinking that she was in cahoots with the gang.

"I understand. If something happens tomorrow, I will follow the Taoist order and show no mercy."

As soon as Sikong Wan finished speaking, the woman who was practicing marrow training in Qin Zhiming's arms regained consciousness.

Qin Zhiming pinched her chin and laughed:
"Tonight, I'll introduce you to two good sisters."

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October 1st, the beginning of the Chen period.

Qin Zhiming and Sikong Wan left the house and got into the sedan chair.

Soon, the two people got out of the sedan chair and arrived at a large square.

In front of the square, a handsome middle-aged man led the crowd and had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing the two men getting off the sedan chair, the middle-aged man and everyone else bowed.

"Sikong Yu and his fellow elders come to pay respect to the two believers."

Qin Zhiming was stunned for a moment and hurriedly returned the gift.

"I'm unworthy of this. Our status is not high enough for the Patriarch to come and greet us personally."

"No, believers please come in."

Surrounded by the crowd, Qin Zhiming and Sikong Wan came to the center of the square.

Here, cushions and desks are neatly arranged.

The table was filled with delicacies and fine wines.

"Two believers, please take your seats."

After some refusal, Qin Zhiming and Sikong Wan followed Sikong Yu and sat on the white jade platform with three steps.

Sikong Yu nodded to the two of them and looked at the elders on both sides below.

"let's start."

A large white jade tripod that was several people tall was carried among the crowd by a man in a white shirt.

"Two believers, let's have breakfast first."

Sikong Yu smiled at the two of them.

Hearing this, the man next to the jade tripod spoke:
"In Chenhuan City, a martial artist who has practiced martial arts and can move mountains with his arms has stopped eating mundane food a month ago and only drinks dew every day.

Please, my dear friends, do not worry about the filth in my body."

When Sikong Wan heard his words, he suddenly thought of something.

She glanced at Qin Zhiming and spoke slowly:
"Aren't you checking the offerings? Why not check them first before eating?"

"The guest should follow the host's wishes. Haven't you heard of that?"

Qin Zhiming frowned and glared at her.

Sikong Wan said nothing more and sighed in his heart.

"Father, I hope this wasn't your fault."

"Ba Zhen studied under Dingli Martial Arts School. Since he started training, he has killed three martial artists of the same level in a row and became famous in one battle.

I hope today, I can bring you a little surprise."

After Ba Zhen finished speaking, he left his boots where they were and jumped into the cauldron.

He took off all his clothes and threw out the cauldron.

At this moment, Qin Zhiming narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had guessed what Ba Zhen wanted to do. The next moment, in the eyes of appreciation and joy.

Ba Zhen's entire body of flesh and skin fell into the jade tripod, leaving only his head intact.

Then, Ba Zhen looked at Qin Zhiming:
"May my head serve as a wine vessel, so that believers may enjoy their meal."

Stab!
Ba Zhen shook his head, and his head separated from his spine and flew towards Qin Zhiming.

Suddenly, two beautiful maids under the platform, one drew out the jade sword from her waist, and the other held out a piece of silk.

The two of them danced around the head.

That terrifying head with eyes closed looked like a light hydrangea.

Sometimes it would be lifted up by a jade sword, sometimes it would be shaken off by silk, going up and down.

While dancing, the hair, skin, flesh and blood on the head were all scraped into the silk by the jade sword.

When the dance was over, the head carved into a bone jar was handed over with both hands by the blushing maid who came on stage.

Qin Zhiming hurriedly caught the bone bottle, and realizing that he had lost his composure, he joked:
"I'm from a small town and have never seen such a scene. I'm sorry."

Everyone in the audience laughed and explained it.

Seeing Qin Zhiming and the Sikong family having so much fun together, Sikong Wan was terrified.

Without waiting for her to change the subject, Qin Zhiming spoke:
"When can we have breakfast?"

"Come on, come on."

Following the eye signal from the great elder in the audience, another maid walked over to the big cauldron.

Qin Zhiming realized that this maid was different from the two bone-training warriors who had just started dancing. She was a marrow-training warrior.

The maid held a long jade spoon in both hands and let two bone-training maids tie two silk ribbons around her waist.

As the two maids waved the silk ribbons, the marrow-training maid began to fly at the mouth of the cauldron as if she was weightless.

She put the jade spoon into the mouth of the cauldron, summoned the spirit, and a pair of flaming jade hands appeared.

The jade hand grasped the jade spoon, and hot steam came out of the big cauldron, and a fascinating fragrance spread.

Everyone who smelled the food kept swallowing the saliva that flowed from their mouths, trying to suppress the desire to rush forward to grab the food.

After a moment, the dancing maid suddenly lifted up the jade spoon in the tripod.

With the sound of ding-dong-dong, nine white pills of the same size fell into the jade plate in front of Qin Zhiming.

"Pearls fall on a jade plate, please appreciate it."

Sikong Yu smiled and stared at Qin Zhiming.

Qin Zhiming was a little at a loss. He picked up the golden chopsticks and picked up the white pill.

"Bazhen?"

“It is an honor for him to enter the belly of a believer.”

"Do the noble families in your Chenhuan City eat these every day?"

"The believer is joking. We will only taste this delicacy when a noble person comes."

"Really? A martial artist who practices marrow training not only needs to have a higher talent than ordinary people, but also a strong character.

How did you manage to make such a person willingly become a delicacy?"

“Please rest assured, believers, as long as one is human, he cannot escape fame or wealth.

We used bribes to lure him, and never used threats to force him."

Sikong Yu thought Qin Zhiming was worried that Ba Zhen was being coerced and that eating him would be a hidden danger and would affect his reputation, so he immediately smiled and began to explain.

"That's good."

Qin Zhiming smiled and prepared to put a white pill into his mouth.

Snapped!
The white ball rolled down the steps and fell to the ground, covered in dust.

"What does this mean?"

Qin Zhiming had a blank expression on his face, and his closed eyes trembled slightly.

Sikong Wan, who had knocked the white pill down with the golden chopsticks, frowned.

"Don't get too complacent. We are from Wuji Temple. If this matter gets out, think about the consequences."

She couldn't let Qin Zhiming take the white pill, as she had a bad feeling in her heart.

No matter whether Qin Zhiming ate it for real or not, as long as he ate it, the Sikong family would be finished.

The two of them then quarreled about this matter, and Sikong Yu had no choice but to persuade them.

After a while, Qin Zhiming seemed to have no interest in tasting the white pill again.

He was breathing heavily and looked angry.

"Is it that once the offerings are checked, you will stop obstructing me!"

"Yes!"

"Okay! Brother Sikong, please bring out the offerings!
We will have our meal after we have checked the offerings."

(End of this chapter)