A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Wu Dahu took the purse and put it under his nose and smelled it. He saw a light but reassuring smell coming out of it. He could not help but feel warm. He stretched out his hand and tied it to his waist. He turned around and hugged the yard and left.

The speed of going back is much faster than that of coming back. Yuanxuan and others are still in place. When they see him, they all express surprise and ask subconsciously, "how are you, my lord?"

Wuda tiger took the dagger in his hand, and his momentum was amazing. He glanced at yuanxuan and others with sharp eyes and said in a deep voice: "it's the Holy Son Muye. I'll go to find him. You can continue to wait here. If I don't have any news before dark, I will report to the official."

The three men looked at each other and seemed to have something to say to Wu Dahu.

Finally, he said, "my Lord, we just went to inquire about some news. We heard that the son of God is a perverse man and is not a good companion."

The original Xuan nodded and frowned: "yes, it is said that he even did not let go of the pregnant man who was pregnant in June. He once ordered that the pregnant man's stomach be cut open because he was angry with the pregnant man."

Hualian's face was also very serious, followed: "more importantly, he has been surrounded by many people, ordinary people simply can not get close to him."

Wu Dahu listened to them in silence, closed his eyelids slightly and said calmly: "because of this, I have to rescue Xiaohan as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

As soon as the words came out, all three people stopped talking. Obviously, they also understood the truth.

The original Xuan thought for a while and took the initiative to say, "Uncle Wu, take me with you. If there is really something unexpected, I can help."

Lu Sen and Hualian also agreed: "Lord Wu, take us with you. There will always be places where you can get them."

Even the little stone joined the crowd and yelled, "take me! Take me

Wu Dahu was dumbfounded and pinched the small stone's face. Seeing that he turned his head discontentedly, he said in a soft voice: "Wenxuan can keep up. You two will find a safe place to wait with the little stone. If there is something wrong, you can leave by yourself. No one will pay attention to you two."

Yuan Wenxuan looked relieved and pinched the stone's hand, as if to say goodbye to him.

Hualian and Lu Sen were disappointed, but they didn't show it. Besides, protecting the small stones was as important as rescuing song QingHan. If it was a tiger's den, someone would have to wait outside.

After the assignment of the task, Wu Dahu did not delay, let Yuanyuan Xuan take the scalpel in his hand, and quickly walked north with him.

The north gate was deserted, and it didn't look like it could provide shelter.

Wu Dahu frowned and went further north. He didn't even look back. He looked as if he was sure there would be someone in front of him.

After walking about a mile, Wu Dahu looked at his feet keenly.

The tiny silver serpent kept swimming around them, but did not know whether it was because of the master's command or something else. It didn't come close to them, but followed them from a distance. It looked as if they were escorting them.

Xuan suddenly became nervous, tightly holding the scalpel and whispering, "Uncle Wu, is it coming soon?"

Wu Dahu looked around suspiciously. Seeing that the yellow sand was still in sight, he said in an uncertain way: "we should, we will continue to follow them."

Unexpectedly, as soon as his voice fell, their feet were empty at the same time. Accompanied by a startling voice from yuanxuan, they quickly fell down and finally landed heavily on a soft object.

Wu Dahu turned up warily and squinted around.

Unfortunately, the hole on the top of the cave disappeared at some time. Under the ground, they felt as if they were in the dark and could not see their fingers.

Yuan Wenxuan also got up, rubbed some painful buttocks, and whispered, "Uncle Wu, are we being secretly harmed?"

Wu Dahu shook his head and said in a low voice: "the hidden harm is not counted. Otherwise, there will be no cushion here, but bamboo thorns."

At the thought of the cushion under the body into a bamboo thorn picture, the original Xuan can not help but fight a shiver.

Even if he is more stable, his mind is still a minor child. He is always afraid of unknown dangers.

A light suddenly appeared in the distance. It looked like the eyes of a snake, and it was tight.

Wu Dahu reached out to protect the original Xuan behind him, holding a dagger on guard.

When the light came near, Wu Dahu and Yuanyuan Xuan found out that it was carried by someone. However, the man was as thin as wood, and his clothes were dark as ink, which perfectly matched with the surrounding environment. Therefore, they could not find the trace of the man.

After seeing Wu Dahu and yuanxuan, the man laughed twice. His voice sounded as if he had been ground by coarse sandpaper, which made people feel goose bumps.

"The son is waiting for you. Come with me."

Hearing the word "Holy Son", Wu Dahu knew that he was not looking for the wrong place, and the other party obviously sent someone to watch their every move. Otherwise, he would not know that they were going to rush here at this time.They passed through a long corridor. When Wu Dahu walked, he thought about the possibility of controlling the man in front of him. But somehow, he always felt that even if he controlled the other person, he could not threaten anyone. Otherwise, with the power of the holy people, the man would not starve into this disfigurement.

If you can't control it, can you surrender?

Thinking of this, he said, "how long have you been here? Was he caught in or... "

the man in front of him stopped walking, but soon he continued on the road. His voice was inexplicable:" how long did you stay? I don't know. Maybe ten years? Maybe 20 years? Who knows? But unlike what you think, I came in on my own initiative. "

Finish saying this, that person suddenly smile, listen to the text Xuan in the heart a tight, quietly grasp Wu Dahu's clothes.

Wu Dahu didn't show any expression, because he realized that the man didn't mean anything. As for why he said something wrong, he probably didn't contact people for a long time.

But strangely, isn't the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven an activity of the saints? Why did someone not go out for more than ten years?

"Are you not a saint?"

Seeing Wu Dahu guessed this fact so quickly, the man looked more happy, and the laughter became bigger and sharper.

"Yes, yes, yes, your brain works better than many people. They don't understand how they died until they die."

Wu Dahu moved in his heart, tightened the dagger on his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly, "so, how did they die?"

"Of course it is..." the man said in the middle, suddenly dropped the lamp to the ground, and said with a smile: "I killed it!"