A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

 Chapter 322: Plan To Flee

Translator: LiamHW

The heaven worship ritual was almost there, and Song Qinghan succeeded finishing the third operation as well, proving his ability to Muye.

Therefore, at the advent of the day of heaven worship ritual, Muye left the place without worry. And he asked Song Qinghan to get a good rest here so that he would received the final operation for himself.

Song Qinghan promised obediently. And he gestured to Wu Dahu and Yuan Wenxuan as soon as Muye left, motioning them to walk outward.

Halfway through, Wu Dahu suddenly stopped and turned his head back. “Get out of there.” he uttered.

Someone was following? Song Qinghan got tense all of a sudden and he then turned his head as well while taking Yuan Wenxuan to stand behind Wu Dahu vigilantly.

The old man who worked in the kitchen appeared from the corner of the wall. Noticing that Wu Dahu was quite serious on the look, he scratched his head in embarrassment, answering, “I am not a malicious guy, but… I want to get out of here with you.”

Wu Dahu didn’t believe what he said. He gripped the dagger tightly in his hand imperceptibly. He could definitely jump in front of the old man and cut his fragile neck.

“You haven’t found a way out since you’ve stayed here for dozen years. Why do you think we can find it in just a few days? Maybe there is a dead end ahead?”

The old man seemed to be quite hesitant standing there, while rubbing his own trousers, and then he answered hesitantly, “I don’t know why, but I just believe in you. Besides, if I don’t give it a try this time, I will surely die after this bloodletting. I just know it that I will welcome my death at the fifth time, and I have already done for four times.”

Song Qinghan froze, finally figuring out where the source of the blood for Muye’s blood exchange came from.

It seemed he was being kind of diligent and frugal, having a son who could not only serve as a spare blood bag and viscera bank, but also help him with daily chores. Well, this case should be the most profitable one for sure.

Perhaps the old man thought he was being not that sincere by saying so, so he added, “He has to show up in the heaven worship ritual scene. As soon as the ritual is done, it will be time for him to enjoy the tribute.”

By confessing that, he continued to say in a mocking tone as if he just heard a big joke himself, “Those guys are stupid enough that they believe the power of the heaven worship ritual, and that the attendance of the ritual makes their husband pregnant. How can they be so ignorant that they have no way to figure out it isn’t their own child?”

Song Qinghan paused and suddenly remembered the stories in the legend.

Stories like ‘Dream of the Possession of Flood Dragon’ were all deceiving and were all fabricated by mankind for covering the truth.

Wu Dahu threw the dagger forward suddenly, and it seemed to aim at the direction where the old man stayed.

The old man startled while his heart skipped a beat. He stood there stiffly as if he was unaware of acting for the next step.

However, the great pain he imagined did not appear. He opened his eyes slowly and tilted his head only to find the snake which had been cut into two pieces over there, he started trembling and at the end he still couldn’t help but remind, “Here we get hundred and thousand of snakes, they will definitely go to report as soon as they see their companions die or hurt.”

Wu Dahu put away the dagger and said expressionlessly, “What is done is done and we won’t be so draggy. There are only two choices, die here or get out of here, or otherwise what else possibility do you think we have?

Noticing that the three turned and ready to leave, the old man pondered for a moment but still chose to follow in behind.

The road ahead was leading the four deeper the down side. As the old man found that they seemed to have no idea towards the fact, he whispered in a low voice, “We should be heading to the wrong way? Shouldn’t we go to his room?”

He had clearly reminded Wu Dahu of the position of where the wind came from before. Logically speaking, they would not make such a mistake to…

In fact, regarding this point, Song Qinghan hadn’t had time to explain to Wu Dahu and Yuan Wenxuan, but what he didn’t expect was for the two of them to be so stoic that they didn’t ask after walking for so long, but instead the old man asked about it.

Since the old man was the first one to question, Song Qinghan answered at his convenience, “It is impossible to exchange the air within this place if there is only one entrance to introduce the wind, or let’s say, we can’t breathe so easily without any troubles if that is true. I mean, there must be other ventilators here, which you might have no idea about their existence.”

The old man showed an expression of sudden realization, stretched out his head to look ahead and asked in a low voice, “But how do you know there are other ventilators ahead, what if there is a very small one?”

Song Qinghan delivered the old man with a faint smile, and then answered lightly, “We dig! If it is hard to make it, we die. What do you think we can do anyway?”

The old man scratched his head, seemingly a bit embarrassed. Probably it was because he had just found out that what he asked was indeed a silly question.

The group continued to walk downward. When they reached the iron door, Song Qinghan took out a wire from his arms and started to fiddle at the door lock.

Noticing that Song Qinghan encountered difficulties at it, Wu Dahu took the initiative, “Let me smash it.”

However, Song Qinghan shook his head decisively and he whispered, “No, the violent movement will definitely irritate it, we don’t have to rush anyway since Muye won’t come back so early.”

It? Wu Dahu peered into the ‘prison’ subconsciously, and he found that there emerged a pair of triangle-shape and light-like eyes glittering deep in the dark.

He paused and realized that this was the ‘prison’ where Song Qinghan was locked last time. Even though Song Qinghan looked rather calm, he couldn’t help but tighten his grip on the dagger and be vigilant at any time.

‘Clicking’, the door lock was opened not long. Song Qinghan pulled open the door and walked directly to the front of the python, he pointed at the other side tentatively while whispering, “Could you please move a little bit?”

The old man attempted to remind Song Qinghan that this python was unable to communicate with human language. Yet, to his surprise, the next moment the python wiggled his body and moved to the other side as Song Qinghan requested.

He opened his mouth in a great shock. While looking at the cold and darkish red eyes of the python, he couldn’t help but shiver.

It would take some time for the python to move away its long tail completely, but Song Qinghan was in no hurry. As the python moved, he could clearly feel that there was a gush of oncoming wind blowing right there, he now was confident that what he guessed was correct.

He walked forward, squatted down and unveiled the cushion on the ground.

The chill breeze gave him a jolt and he couldn’t help sneezing.

In the time it took him to squint, Wu Dahu and Yuan Wenxuan behind him had already seen what was below and both of them froze the next moment, while saying in unison, “The snakes!”

Song Qinghan fixed his eyes and looked down, and when he saw the densely packed snakes below, he couldn’t help but feel sick to his stomach even if he didn’t have trypophobia.

He just thought that the python was the only barrier to this ventilator, but now it turned out that he was still too naive and ignorant of Muye’s caution.

The python seemed to have recognized Song Qinghan’s hesitation, it wiggled back again, and then headed to the bottom of the ventilator.

As soon as the python went down, all the small snakes retreated in all directions as if they had gone mad, and in a flash, a not-so-small vacuum was formed in the open space below with the python as the centre of the circle.

When Song Qing Han saw the python looking up at him, surprisingly, as if he understood its meaning, he suddenly crouched down and tentatively stretched his feet down, making a movement to jump down.

Wu Dahu was shocked and couldn’t help grabbing his arm, saying in a deep voice, “Don’t go down there, it is dangerous since you will be surrounded by the snake pack!”

At the moment Song Qinghan was about to respond, he could clearly feel that there was something gripping tight on his feet. At a glance downward, he found that it was the python down there dragging him with its big tail, seemingly it was snatching him from Wu Dahu’s force.

Noticing that Wu Dahu was squinting his eyes as if to join a fierce fight against the giant monster, Song QInghan hurried to meddle, “Don’t worry, it doesn’t intend to hurt me. Let me have a try, if I fail, you guys go back.”