A WESTERN DOCTOR'S HAPPY FARMING LIFE - Chapter 322

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven soon arrived, and song QingHan successfully completed the third operation, proving to Muye his surgical ability.

So on the day of the sacrifice ceremony, Muye left at ease. Before leaving, he told song QingHan to have a good rest. When he came back, he could have surgery.

Song QingHan cleverly responded, and as soon as he left, he winked at Wu Dahu and yuanxuan, and quietly walked outside.

Half way, Wu Dahu suddenly stopped and turned around and said, “come out.”

Someone following? Song QingHan in the heart of a tight, followed by turn, with the original Xuan stand guard behind Wu Dahu.

The old man slowly stood out from behind the wall. Seeing Wu Dahu’s sharp eyes, he touched his head and said, “I don’t mean any harm. I just want to go out with you.”

Wu Dahu didn’t believe what he said. Unconsciously, he clenched the dagger. As long as a fish jump, he could jump to the old man and cut his fragile neck.

“You’ve been here for so long and you haven’t found a way out. Why do you think we’ll find it in just a few days? Maybe there is a dead end ahead? ”

The old man looked very hesitant, rubbed the corner of his clothes, hesitantly said: “I don’t know why, I just believe you, and if I don’t try, I will certainly die after this bloodletting. I know, but I will die five times. I have already released four times…”

Song QingHan is stunned, and finally he knows where the blood source of the blood exchange of wood leaves comes from.

It seems that he is industrious and thrifty. Having a son can not only be used as a spare blood bag and visceral bank, but also help him take care of his upper and lower levels. I’m afraid there is no better business than this.

Perhaps because he felt that his sincerity was not enough, the old man continued: “he will show up in the ceremony of sacrificing heaven. After the sacrifice, it is time for him to enjoy the offering.”

Speaking of this, he seemed to have heard some big joke, and said in a low voice: “those people are still effective in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. Once they go back, their husbands can get pregnant. How can they think that those children are not theirs at all?”

Song QingHan lives, suddenly remembered those stories in the myth.

What “dream of Jiaolong into the body”, “dream of Taibai Venus into the body” and so on, I am afraid it is not artificial, just find an excuse to fool the past.

Wu Dahu suddenly throws out the dagger. It seems that the direction is exactly where the old man is standing.

The old man was so scared that he stopped beating his heart. His body was so stiff that he didn’t know what to do.

However, the expected pain did not appear. He slowly opened his eyes and looked sideways at the snake which had been cut into two sections by a dagger on its top. His lips were buzzing. Finally, he could not help but remind him: “there are more than one of these small snakes. When they see that their companions are injured or dead, they will report back.”

Wuda tiger picked up the dagger and said without expression: “there is no turning back arrow when you open the bow. Today you either go out or die here, or do you think?”

Seeing that they turned to go, the old man hesitated for a while, but he still stepped forward to keep up.

The road ahead went down more and more. The old man saw that they were unconscious and asked in a low voice: “is the road wrong? Aren’t we going to his room? ”

He clearly reminded Wu Dahu of the location of the tuyere. According to the truth, they would not make such a mistake…

in fact, song QingHan had not had time to explain this to Wu Dahu and Yuanyuan Xuan. However, they were so calm that they didn’t ask about it for such a long time. Instead, the old man who just joined asked.

However, since someone asked, song QingHan naturally replied: “there is only one tuyere that can’t change air, or it’s impossible to let us breathe so smoothly. So… There are other tuyeres, just you don’t know.”

“But how do you know that there is a tuyere in front of you?” he asked in a low voice

Song QingHan looked at him with a smile and said, “if it’s very small, we’ll dig it. If we can’t, we’ll die. What can we do?”

The old man felt his head and looked embarrassed, probably aware that he was asking a silly question.

When huaihan went down to the door, he continued to dig out the iron wire from the front door.

Wu Dahu saw that he had made it difficult and took the initiative to say, “I’ll knock it on.”

Song QingHan firmly shook his head and said in a soft voice: “it’s too noisy to make it angry. Anyway, it’s not in a hurry. Muye can’t come back so soon.”

It? Wu Dahu subconsciously looked into the iron gate, where I don’t know when two lights appeared.

After a pause, he realized that this was the place where song QingHan had been locked up for the last time. Song QingHan looked very calm. He could not help tightening the dagger on his hand and carefully watched out.

“Click”, the door lock was opened, song QingHan opened the iron door, all the way to the boa constrictor, tentatively pointed to the other side, whispered: “can you move it?”The old man just wanted to remind him that the boa constrictor can’t speak human language. Unexpectedly, the boa constrictor actually moved towards the direction of song QingHan.

He opened his mouth and looked at the cold light in the eyes of the boa constrictor. For some reason, he suddenly shivered.

It takes a little time for the long snake tail to move completely, but song QingHan is not in a hurry. When he feels the wind coming, he must know that his guess is correct.

He stepped forward, squatted down, groped for the cushion on the ground, and lifted it.

The cool wind made him excited and sneezed.

During his squint, Wu Dahu and Yuanyuan Xuan behind him have already seen the appearance below. They take a breath and say in unison: “many snakes!”

Song QingHan fixed his eyes and looked down. When he saw the dense snakes below, he could not help feeling nauseous even if there was no intense phobia.

I thought that boa constrictor was the barrier of the wind outlet, but he was still too naive to know anything about the caution of the wood leaves.

I don’t know if the python saw song QingHan’s hesitation and even swam back to the bottom.

As soon as the boa goes down, those little snakes seem to be crazy. They quickly retreat around. For a time, the space below takes the python as the center, forming a large vacuum.

Song QingHan saw the python look up at him, even as if he understood its meaning, suddenly squatted down and tried to stretch his feet down to make a downward jump.

Wu Dahu was startled. He could not help grabbing his arm and said in a deep voice: “don’t go! There are too many snakes n/.𝑂-)𝐯.(𝗲-(𝓁–𝑩-.I/-n

Song QingHan was just about to speak when a greasy feeling came from his feet. He looked down and saw that the python was hooking his feet with the tail of a snake. It looked like he was trying to snatch him from Wu Dahu.

Seeing Wu Dahu’s eyes narrowed, it seemed that he was going to fight with the python. Song QingHan stopped him and said, “don’t worry, it doesn’t intend to hurt me. Let me have a try. If not, you can go back.”