Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 33 The Man in the Basement

In the guest room, Mo Wentian looked out the window, the Holy Soul Village with the fragrance of fields and flowers was very quiet at night.

It's just that this kind of tranquility brings people a very different feeling, as if something is missing.

Holy Soul Village, should it really look like this?

In other words, what should Holy Soul Village look like?
Mo Wentian shook his head, signaling himself not to think about such a boring question.

"Let's rest early."

At the end of the day, Mo Wentian was also a little tired. He buried his head in bed, and when he was about to go to bed, he couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he tried.

"Strange, insomnia?"

"It shouldn't be..."

He couldn't figure it out in his heart, he hadn't used the word insomnia for a long time, and he, who never knew insomnia at all, was tossing and turning tonight, which shouldn't be the case.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
It can't be a problem with the sleeping grounds.

After sleeping in the streets and alleys for two years, how can I stay in bed, as long as I can sleep peacefully, it is the same wherever I sleep.

"Stable?"

Mo Wentian thought of a question.

Can you sleep if you are uneasy?
But why do I feel uneasy?
"Yeah, why?" Mo Wentian asked himself mockingly, he doesn't think this place is unsafe, this is the holy soul village, Tang San's home, and the territory of the cub-protecting madman Tang Hao, there is no safer place than here Bar.

Wait, did I say safe? ? ?
Mo Wentian's head became much clearer. Talking about safety on the Douluo Continent, or relying on the safety brought by others, sounds a bit like an idiot talking about a dream.

However, it is impossible to say that it is not safe here.And no matter how dangerous the Douluo Continent is, it won't be attacked for no reason.

Besides, I haven't offended anyone, so no one will take revenge on me, right?

Mo Wentian felt that he was thinking too much, who could offend a nobody like himself?
Just wash and sleep.

He said in his heart, persuading himself to sleep again, after all, there is not so much danger, and it is impossible to come towards him.

"Yawn~"

When Mo Wentian was about to go to sleep, today's events flashed through his mind. From entering the Holy Soul Village to Tang San's house, he felt a little weird.

That's right, it didn't feel like a moment, it was like being drawn into the heart and the rhythm being driven.

This is not a good thing.

Could it be that this is the reason why I was upset and unable to sleep?

Is the problem really here?
Mo Wentian sat up ponderingly, and started to review today's affairs again.

Finally, he got a result, "There is a problem, Tang San, he has a problem."

"If my guess is correct, this holy soul village is probably... an illusion!"

Illusion, also can be said to be hallucination.

From the analysis of all the signs, there is no better explanation than hallucinations. The loss of consciousness at that time was not because of that woman.In other words, during that time, something was ignored.

Since when did it become like this?

"Here, is it fake too?"

In order to prove his idea, Mo Wentian searched for something in the guest room, but he didn't find it.

He walked out of the guest room and rummaged carefully. If it was really what he thought, he would definitely be able to find flaws and find flaws.

"Tang San, I hope I'm thinking too much, I don't want to be your enemy, I will die a miserable death like that, but..."

Mo Wentian's expression turned cold, "If you plot against me, if you want to murder me for money, I will not be relentless."

Holy Soul Village... Mo Wentian seems to have grasped the key.

If it is a calculation, it is most likely to start with the invitation from Holy Soul Village.

However, what Mo Wentian couldn't figure out was that if Tang Hao made a move, he would solve the problem at once, without wasting so much effort.

"Unless, Tang Hao is not here..." Mo Wentian thought of this, he shook his head, then he thought about the Wuhun Palace again, "Tang Hao might not be there, the people of Wuhundian are investigating, he probably "Wait, I seem to have overlooked something..."

Mo Wentian found that he had been ignoring key points recently, and this ignorance was also fatal. He didn't know when he started to become like this.

Mo Wentian tried his best to calm himself down. Only when he was calm enough could he think things through and find a solution to the problem.

"The key point is in Tang Hao's studio."

Looking back, Mo Wentian put other things aside, he always felt that there was something wrong with Tang Hao's studio, "Go and have a look, no matter what, as long as you find the key clues, you can connect everything."

"Conan, you are right, there is only one truth!"

Mo Wentian gave up the search and investigation of other places, and went to the place that made him most suspicious first.

Tang Hao's studio is full of blacksmithing props and some semi-finished products.He roughly took a look at the works that didn't impress him, and felt that they were all flawed ones.It's a bit strange that there are other tools with a big hammer in them.

Mo Wentian stepped forward curiously, picked up the sledgehammer casually, and struck iron with a sledgehammer more than one meter high. The scene was a bit confusing.

"It feels a little heavy, and I don't know how much it weighs?" When Mo Wentian was about to put the hammer back, there was a "bang" sound behind him, and he looked over subconsciously.

"There is a secret passage?"

Building a basement in one's own home seems to be nothing, but... this also aroused Mo Wentian's curiosity.

He wanted to see what was hidden in the basement.

Mo Wentian looked at the dimly lit stairs, he decided to go down and have a look.I don't know if there is any mystery below, but curiosity killed the cat, and he was itching to find out.

He walked to the entrance and put the sledgehammer on the entrance to support it. It would be bad if the door closed automatically.

After taking all measures, he walked to the basement.The commotion just now was a bit big, Tang San was probably awakened too, leaving him not much time.

"Looks like I have to think about it, how will I explain it later?" Mo Wentian said while running down, he was able to go down as fast as he could to have a look, and then go up again, pretending nothing happened.

At the end of the stairs, there is a wooden door, and the sound of "Dang Dang Dang" chains came from inside the door.The sound repeated, a bit like struggling, as if it was tied to some ferocious beast.

"This..." Mo Wentian hesitated, whether he should go over and have a look at that time, in case it is a man-eating beast.

"It's all here. If I don't take a look, I won't be reconciled, and I won't be able to sleep at that time..." Mo Wentian approached muttering, and as he got closer, he heard some "squeaky blah blah" The voice came, as if someone wanted to shout.

When he had this thought, Mo Wentian couldn't help speeding up his pace, quickly came to the door, and looked inside through the small window, "It turns out, it's...a person??!"

(End of this chapter)