I sell demon meat in the city

Chapter 32 Meng Shulan's Punch

Black Sheep slowly rose to his feet, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

It took a step forward, its front hooves landing on the hay-covered ground with a "thud".

Suddenly, an invisible wave spread outwards. Not far away, two restless goats standing at the entrance of the sheepfold suddenly buckled at the knees and knelt down with a thud, blood flowing from their mouths.

But Meng Shulan didn't move at all.

A flicker of surprise crossed the black sheep's eyes. Hearing the commotion coming from the main room, it raised its two front hooves high and then brought them down, causing the simple sheepfold to shake and creak. Just as it was about to topple, the black sheep lowered its head, aimed its single horn at Meng Shulan, and charged at her with incredible speed.

"Shulan."

Lin Qingquan noticed something was wrong outside. He had just reached the door when he saw the sheep pen in the yard shaking. Then a dark shadow rushed towards Meng Shulan like lightning.

Before he finished speaking, he immediately rushed forward.

However, it was too late. With a loud bang, the entire sheepfold collapsed.

Lin Qingquan had reached Meng Shulan's side. He stared blankly at the collapsed sheepfold. Under the bright light, the dust that had risen from the collapsed walls had dissipated, and a black object could be seen slowly wriggling among the broken bricks and tiles.

No, to be precise, it was twitching. Its neck was twisted in a strange way, and a gray horn was on its head, which was much larger than that of an ordinary sheep. There was a concave part on its forehead, revealing a bulge between its two eyes, with a dark little head sticking out, which also looked like a horn.

That was the goat demon's third horn. Because it was not yet an adult, the third horn with demonic power had only just begun to emerge.

The sheep demon had originally pinned its hopes on this horn, thinking that once it grew up, it would wreak havoc and kill and eat all the crude and useless humans here, but now it seems that there will be no chance anymore.

Lin Qingquan stared blankly at the sheep demon, then turned his gaze blankly to Meng Shulan.

She was still in the same position as when she threw the punch, her lower body half-squatting, her hands clenched into fists, her left arm in a striking position, and her right arm bent and ready.

Two people, Meng Jiu and Meng Qi, were also standing blankly at the gate not far away.

The elderly father stared at his daughter in shock, mouth agape, unable to utter a word. Finally, he murmured two words: "Self-preservation."

Yes, my daughter said before that she was going out with Thirteen and the others. She might not be able to help much, but she should be able to protect herself.

Self-preservation is no problem. No problem.
"mom"

Meng Qi was the first to react, jumping up and rushing towards Meng Shulan like a small cannonball.

"Mommy, Mommy, you, you, you..."

She stammered, not knowing what to say, after all, her master had always said that her mother had no talent and that no matter how hard she tried, she wouldn't be able to achieve anything.

This is what you call not being able to develop anything?

With a single punch, he punched a hole in the sheep demon's head and broke its neck. Don't underestimate this sheep; any creature called a demon possesses a level of physical toughness that humans cannot match.

Like the snake Mengqi killed before, even though it was long and thick, her master said it was only four years old, and even so, it still had a ring of scales around its neck.

Previously, in order to train Ziyang, she first removed its scales, which were extremely hard and almost cut her hand.

If the pig-slaughtering knife used to kill it hadn't been taken from Master's storage ring, the one that would have injured it might not have been the pig; it could have been the knife in my hand.

It's easy to imagine how powerful a demon's body is.

Meng Qi was so impressive to Meng Shulan, who had no talent and only practiced boxing.

Lin Qingquan also recovered from his brief shock. He gently patted his wife's shoulder and said softly, "Alright, Shulan, it's over." Because it was the first time she had faced a monster directly, Meng Shulan's heart was still pounding violently. After hearing her daughter and husband's words, she slowly stood up, her legs trembling, and her left arm trembled as she pulled it back down.

But her eyes were still on the sheep, and she remained vigilant, fearing that it might leap up again and retaliate.

How could such a monstrosity exist in the world?
The moment her hoof moved, she felt a headache, but fortunately the pain wasn't too severe, and she was still able to stay conscious and instinctively fight back.

But since it was her first time punching a monster, she immediately used all her strength.

But now, looking at the collapsed sheepfold at her aunt's house, Meng Shulan fell silent again.

This shouldn't be a problem with her fists, right? It's a problem with that sheep demon.

Yes, that's it.

Seeing her pale face gradually soften, Lin Qingquan breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled out the pig-slaughtering knife that he had picked up from Yun Laosan's house earlier, and stepped forward, intending to pull the black sheep out of the bricks and tiles with one hand.

He had to extract its demon core first, otherwise he wouldn't feel at ease if it wasn't completely dead.

Meng Jiu stepped forward to help, and together with Lin Qingquan, they pulled the black sheep out from both ends.

After extracting the demon core, Lin Qingquan frowned. It smelled strongly of mutton, and this demon core looked only slightly stronger than the one from the Green Snake. It felt soft to the touch, like a lump of flesh, indicating that this was indeed a small demon with relatively weak strength.

He handed the demon core to Meng Jiu, who first rinsed it under the tap and then put it in a bag.

"Xiao Lin, why aren't you here yet? It's your turn to log off."

Meng Laoda's shouts came from the living room of the main room; he was still waiting for Lin Qingquan to play chess.

Meng Laoda has very poor hearing, but he doesn't like wearing hearing aids, so he didn't hear the sheep pen in the yard collapse.

"Go inside and keep your uncle company."

Not wanting her older brother to know what was going on outside, Meng Jiu instructed Lin Qingquan to ask Meng Shulan for her phone and began to notify her nephews and grandsons to come and clean up the mess and build a wall.

"Lanlan, I've made it."

Just then, the old woman's voice came from the bathroom. After Meng Shulan composed herself and went inside, the old woman asked, "I heard a lot of noise outside just now. What was going on? Did someone knock down our wall?"

Meng Shulan didn't know how to explain to the old woman, but thinking of the two dead goats bleeding from their seven orifices, she could only say, "Your sheep pen collapsed, but it's okay, my older brother and the others will come and clean it up."

"Hey, what about Little Black and Little White? Did they get smashed to death?"

"He must be dead. We need to lift the bricks and take a look."

The old man sighed helplessly, "Alas, it's all your second brother's fault. He made two big holes in the sheepfold before, and just patched them up with mud. I told him that wouldn't work, but he wouldn't listen and just turned his back on it. Look what's happened now! Luckily, you, your uncle, and I didn't go in right now, otherwise we would be the ones trapped inside."

Meng Shulan really didn't know about this.

She thought for a moment, stopped rubbing the woman's back, and said to the old lady, "Wait for me, I'll be right back."

Meng Jiu had just finished her phone call and could hear scattered footsteps outside the door.

Meng Shulan whispered a few words in her father's ear, then turned and went back to the bathroom.

Good afternoon!

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