A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life[3]

C313: The Mystery

A gush of fierce wind blew, making Wu Dahu alerted again, he grabbed Yuan Wenxuan backhanded, with the dagger blocking the man's first move.

The crisp sound of the clash of arms echoed in the tunnel, Wu Dahu didn't know why the bony man would suddenly strike and cause such a disturbance, nor did he know exactly what the situation was now, but he knew that the man did want to kill them!

Yuan Wenxuan knew that he could not help much and might become a encumbrance to Wu Dahu, so he hugged Wu Dahu’s waist very obediently and tightly so that he could free his other hand to resist the man's attack.

Wu Dahu sensed the strong willingness of cooperation of Yuan Wenxuan, his heart was certain that all his mind would be gathered on the attack in front of him.

The man's moves were quite harsh, yet lacking in strength. No one knew whether it was because of the lack of physical strength or it was the normal moves from the martial art itself.

After the initial buffer, Wu Dahu gradually regained the initiative. With a ‘clicking’ sound, he knocked the weapon out of the man's hand, locked the man’s throat tightly backhanded, and then he placed the dagger against his throat, and said in a deep voice: "Don't move!"

Failure for the man seemed to be an unacceptable situation, he ignored the dagger in his throat, like a small child, covered his face and cried out in pain.

Such a situation was obviously not what Wu Dahu wanted to see at all, he frowned and said in an impatient tone, "Confess to us! Who are you? Where is the Saint Son actually? Did he tell you to make a move to kill us?"

The man raised his head blankly, and muttered just like he failed to understand what Wu Dahu just asked, "Impossible, how is it possible that the outsiders become so powerful now? Saint Son, please save me and get me out of here!"

Seeing that he broke away from his hand and groped his way forward, Wu Dahu looked around and found that he himself was unable to see farther than one meter in distance, so he had to helplessly follow the man and continue to walk forward.

It was indeed a matter bothering them so much since winning the combat bore no difference with losing it at all, and he could only passively accept all situations and obediently followed the lead of the bony man.

Well, after several corners, a bright light suddenly burst in the sight of these three while a door seemed to be blurred behind the dazzling light.

Wu Dahu guessed that the answer to everything was about to be revealed, and he directly reached out grabbing the man in front of him, pushing him violently into the unknown behind the door.

It was of such a great discomfort to stare at the dazzling light for so long, but Wu Dahu endured the pain and tried to open his eyes trying his best to search around.

The place was wide, wide enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, but it was empty, with only a few people around doing what was at hand, the sporadic people just took a cursory glance at the three, and then lowered their heads again to be absorb in working, as if these two strangers posted no threat to the crowd at all.

No one paid any attention to them, the bony man on the ground continued to cry. Well, everything in here looked kind of ridiculous, while the whole ambience was getting increasingly creepier.

Wu Dahu cleared his throat and took the initiative to speak, "Excuse me, guys, but who is the Saint Son Muye?"

Those people paused after hearing these words and exchanged their glances with each other, as if they were all hesitating whether they should give a kind response to Wu Dahu.