A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Sure enough, when they came to the place where the carriage was parked before, they found that all the three horses they brought had disappeared. As for the other people's horses, they were all parked in place, except for them.

The breeze picked up the fallen leaves and floated melodiously in front of them. They happened to put on a smiling face, which seemed to be mocking them.

Song Qinghan was a little dumbfounded, looking at the things in their hands, he began to feel a headache, and asked in a low voice: "This is really... haunting, there should be a rental car here, right?

Seeing Lu Sen trotting to ask passers-by, Wu Dahu said with strange eyes: "For some reason, I always feel that what he brings back will not be a good result."

Lu Sen seemed to have asked about the location of the rented carriage, and waved at them, signaling them to stand where they were, while he ran towards the asked place by himself.

Song Qinghan scanned the surroundings thoughtfully, always feeling that someone was staring at them, subconsciously said: "If you didn't follow us all the way, how could you be so clear about what we are going to do next? Everything is like It’s like pinching something.”

Wu Dahu nodded, and looked in the direction he sensed calmly, but unfortunately there was nothing there except a wall.

It seems that the person staring at them is a master, otherwise they would not have been so easily hidden from his observation.

Da Mu's masters...not too many and not too few, but Wu Dahu knows that each of them is ranked in front of Muhammad, after all, with Muhammad's character of loving talent , it is impossible to let go of any strange person.

But Wu Ke is the only one who is ranked first and has trouble with them. Could it be that this person was sent by Wu Ke?

It made sense logically, just like the brick-moving incident last time, but because it was too natural, Wu Dahu didn't want to believe it.

Xiao Si and his group are busy building a house now, and they don't have the time to take care of them at all, otherwise they wouldn't even say hello to them in the morning.

Besides them, who else would do such a thing when they are full?

Wu Dahu didn't expect it for the time being, when he raised his head again, he found that Lu Sen had already walked up to them, shook his head in frustration and said: "There is no carriage, there is no one, and I heard that they are all gone. The man with the whiskers too."

This is tantamount to drawing conclusions. It is clear that someone is eyeing them and wants to make things difficult for them, otherwise they will not resort to such strange methods again and again.

Seeing that Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan were silent, Lu Sen volunteered: "Master Wu, master, why don't I borrow a horse to ride back first, and find someone to drive a few more carriages back to pick you up?"

Wu Dahu raised his eyelids, and said casually: "According to this trend, I'm afraid you were caught by that bearded man not long after you went out, and you never heard from him again."

Lu Sen was startled, and there was a look of surprise on his face, he was at a loss and said: "Then what should I do? Don't go back like this?"

Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu looked at each other, and said what was in his heart: "Let's wait for the rabbit."

Although they don't know the purpose of the people who did this, but at present, it seems that those people have no intention of hurting them, they just want to see them angry and shocked like a prank.

If they are not what those people want, or when those people have had enough fun, they should come out to meet them, otherwise how can they satisfy those people's bad taste?

Thinking of this, Wu Dahu nodded, walked towards the largest restaurant in Xingyue City, and said in a deep voice: "Stay here for one night first, and we will talk about it tomorrow if there is anything to do. It is impossible for them to rent a carriage every day, and it is impossible Buy every batch of cows and sheep, and as for the blacksmith, no matter how stupid he is, he can always make that set of scalpels in ten days and half a month."

What's more, Yuan Wenxuan still has a spare set in his luggage, even if something unexpected happens, it can still be used in an emergency.

Wu Dahu's words seemed to contain some kind of magical power. As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Lian and the others immediately calmed down, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction on their faces.

Anyway, they live wherever they live, as long as Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan don't mind, what do they care about?

Seeing that there were so many of them, the shopkeeper of the restaurant stretched out his hand to greet them with a smile like a chrysanthemum, and said, "Are the guest officials going to be top-notch or staying in the restaurant?"

Wu Dahu took an ingot and put it on the counter. Seeing the shopkeeper's eyes glowing, he said in a low voice, "You need to stay in the store, and you need to be on top. How long we stay depends on our mood. If you don't have enough, you can keep it for yourself."

When he heard the phrase "how long you stay depends on your mood", the shopkeeper's face instantly turned cold. After all, Yuanbao is good, but if you live for a year or two, it is not enough for the room fee!

But when he heard Wu Dahu's last words, he immediately broke into a smile again.

Anyway, they won't lose money, no matter how long they live!

He glanced up and down the clothes on Wu Dahu and the others, smiled and led them to the Tianzihao room upstairs, boasting: "I didn't say that, it's a hundred miles around, if the guest officials can find something better than us There is a better place in the restaurant, I will return this ingot to you as it is! Although there are no people there now, but after a while, when the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is held, this place will be lively!"

Heaven sacrifice ceremony?Song Qinghan glanced at Wu Dahu, and asked, "Shopkeeper, what is the ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven? Is it a custom here?"

This name sounds a bit bloody, if it is similar to the behavior of the Qingmu people who sacrificed half-race children, they probably have to deal with it for a while.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, as if he had just realized it, he slapped his hands and said: "Look, I forgot that you are from Aoki, you must have misunderstood me, our priests here don't have to kill people, even if they want to meet you The blood is also the blood of birds of prey, such as eagles, lions, etc., which is different from your Aoki priests!"

Song Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, as long as he doesn't need to kill people, then he can go and see this excitement.

While talking, they had already arrived at the Tianzihao room, and the shopkeeper signaled them to allocate rooms by themselves, and said with a smile: "The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven will soon be, and the guest officials will be able to feel our great Mu's respect after staying here for about three days. It's lively."

Three days is not a long time, but if you don't go back, you are worried about Muhammad and the others.

But it's useless to think about that. There is still a big problem in front of them that has not been resolved. Whether it is going back or staying to participate in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods, it is not something they need to think about now.

After the shopkeeper left, Song Qinghan called for a bucket of hot water to take a shower. After relaxing, exhaustion flooded his head, he ate a casual meal and fell asleep.