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Chapter 414 What is the Holy Dragon?

Chapter 414 What is the Holy Dragon?

A row of benches was placed in front of the General Temple in Hujia Village.

At the highest point sat Village Chief Hu, Old Master Hu, Elder Ma, and others, while Old Wang sat below them.

Grandma Wang stood at the front, looking at the person on the wooden board.

The person on the wooden board has their right leg curled up in an abnormal position, while their left leg is stretched out and placed to the side, with a rolling pin pressed tightly against it.

Even though it wasn't summer yet, the man's clothes were already soaked with sweat, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.

"You said your name is Black Stone, and you come from the Dragon Clan?" Old Mrs. Wang asked.

Despite the excruciating pain, Blackstone replied, "Yes."

"What did you mean by the Holy Dragon you mentioned before?" Old Mrs. Wang walked half a circle around the wooden plank, her voice unhurried. "Think carefully before you answer, otherwise, forget about saving your second leg, you won't even be able to save your third leg."

Black Stone: "..." This must be a bandit's den!

"To be precise, I am a traitor to the Dragon Clan, and I am here to find—"

He thought for a long time and was just about to speak when suddenly a whooshing sound came from the air, and something shot straight at his face.

Black Stone tensed up instantly.

He was already poisoned, and with his right leg broken, he had no way to escape even if he knew someone wanted him dead.

My life is over.

He thought with a heavy heart.

The next moment, something appeared from the other side, and together with the object in the air, it not only blocked the incoming projectile, but also continued its momentum, shooting rapidly in the direction from which the projectile came.

"Ugh—" A muffled groan came from a large tree not far away.

A person fell heavily from a tree.

He immediately fell into a coma.

The villagers were all startled.

They hurried over to take a look and found a person dressed similarly to Black Stone.

A chopstick was stuck in his chest, and he had already passed out.

The villagers were dumbfounded. What was going on?

"Amitabha." Yunzhi stepped out from the crowd with a humble expression. "This humble monk's hand slipped. Forgive me."

Villagers: ...

If the master didn't swallow the vegetarian chicken leg in his mouth while speaking, and instead wipe the remaining chopstick on the sleeve of the person next to him, they would truly believe him.

Grandma Wang: "Eldest son, keep an eye on him first, we'll decide whether to save him later."

Wang Chuanfu rushed over and squatted down in front of the unconscious person.

"Now you can talk." Old Mrs. Wang kicked the wooden board with her foot.

Blackstone was now completely convinced that this village was full of hidden talents and that it was definitely not a place where a small traitor like him could commit evil deeds.

So he confessed honestly.

"Our Dragon Clan originated 800 years ago, through a series of unexpected events—"

He had only spoken halfway when Old Mrs. Wang stepped on his injured leg.

Everyone heard his screams.

Then he silently turned his head away.

Hu San, in particular, would glance at his aunt's legs every now and then.

It seems that over the years, when Aunt Wang and her daughter-in-law quarreled, she really held back.

Otherwise, his wife might have been bedridden and paralyzed long ago.

Black Stone: "I'll talk, I'll talk! I'm here to find the Holy Dragon! Those of us who have been poisoned are more likely to sense traces of the Holy Dragon the closer we are to death, and we usually follow our intuition to find it."

In fact, Blackstone was not sure if the Holy Dragon was here. He was even quite confused. However, after walking into this mountain range, he had a vague feeling that made him walk this way.

Even if they reach the Holy Dragon, they will most likely be swallowed whole by it.

In any case, no traitor was ultimately saved by the Holy Dragon.

"The holy dragon he mentioned, could it be us—?" the villagers whispered among themselves.

(End of this chapter)

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