My spirit in Douluo is a devil fruit tree

Chapter 2 People are more popular than dead people!

Plant a hammer!Rest today!

Looking to the sky.

After working so hard to plant the tree for more than a month to achieve the task goal, the golden finger of the reward was blocked halfway. It feels like you were waiting for the express delivery with joy, but the logistics delivered it to you in another city.

Eh.

Meng Xiao packed up her things and planned to go home.

Meng, who felt the "system is dangerous", decided to take a day off today!

...

"Hey! Third brother is a coincidence! You also go down the mountain!"

Meng Xiao, who was carrying a shovel, walked down the mountain, and happened to see Tang San who had just finished practicing and was also going down the mountain.

For Tang San, the son of the native plane who also belonged to the traverser, Meng Xiao could only express his envy.

Look at the people who travel through time, inherit the hidden weapon skills of the Tang Sect, and bring their own cheats at the beginning.

Dual Martial Souls.

His father is a big brother, his mother is a big boss, and his daughter-in-law has grown up from a childhood sweetheart. She is still a 10-year-old soul beast even though she is beautiful.

There is strength and beauty.

Look at us again.

Although I'm also a time traveler and have golden fingers, why don't I have an awesome background, a beautiful girl like a flower!

Eh.

It's more than tears!

Meng Xiao felt deep malice.

...

"Well, I still have to cook for Dad." Tang San replied, with a hint of doubt on his brows.

"You don't plant trees today?"

"Well, take a day off!"

"Alright, if you're fine, don't keep planting trees, don't make Grandpa Jack angry." Tang San advised kindly.

"Oh, I see."

Meng Xiao nodded.

Old Jack has no children under his knees, and he really treats him like his own grandson.

Although his discipline was stricter on weekdays, and he often said that he was not doing his job properly, but he did not restrain his actions.

"Okay, I'm going home first, and you should go back quickly."

After a few conversations, Tang San ended the topic.

In his heart, the father who spends his days with alcohol is particularly important.

Looking at the back of Tang San going away, Meng Xiao couldn't help sighing.

"This son really deserves an honorary title—a good son of the nation."

After making some complaints, Meng Xiao walked down the mountain with a shovel and a bucket in his hand.

The sun of the early morning sun shone on his dark face, and he had the artistic conception of getting up to work in the morning and returning home at dusk.

.....

There are less than [-] households in Shenghun Village, and there is a large area of ​​farmland around it. The vegetables and fruits grown are all supplied to Notting City, which is the source of survival for the people in the village.

As for Meng Xiao, it makes sense for him to plant fruit trees, to balance the economy.

At the east end of Holy Soul Village, there is a lonely tile-roofed house, which is the home of the village chief, Old Jack.

Meng Xiao headed east all the way, walking on the road in the village.

"Yo! Isn't this Meng Xiao!"

"I'm going to plant trees again!"

Children of the same age along the way saw Meng Xiao's face with more or less mocking expressions.

Meng Xiao remained expressionless and continued walking while turning a blind eye.

He has nothing to be angry about, and he can't do anything wrong with a group of children.

After walking for about ten minutes, Meng Xiao saw the house that was smoking.

Gradually, the whole picture of the village chief's house appeared in front of him.

Two tile houses.

One big and one small.

The hut was used as a utility room, and the big house was where Meng Xiao and Old Jack lived.

Pushing open the door and entering, old Jack was holding a pot of porridge on the wooden table.

He was old and had many wrinkles on his face. He was a little surprised to see Meng Xiao coming in.

"Yo? I came back early today."

"Well, rest today."

Meng Xiao put down the shovel and bucket.

"Wash your hands and eat." Old Jack glanced at him with cloudy eyes and said.

"okay."

After washing briefly, Meng Xiao sat on the chair.

White mist floated out of the basin, and the water was eight-quarters full, only one meter at the bottom. Old Jack filled a bowl for him, and the rice at the bottom of the basin was reduced by three-quarters.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call such porridge rice water.

There was a plate of vegetarian dishes on the table, and Meng Xiao held a noodle dish similar to Wowotou in his hand, and ate it with relish.

A simple meal, this is also a normal breakfast in Holy Soul Village.

When Meng Xiaogang crossed here, he was really not used to the food here.

There is no happy fat house water.

Large elbows without an attractive color.

No fragrant rice.

There is no meat in the vegetarian dishes, and what makes him even more unacceptable is that there is no condiment such as MSG chicken powder in Douluo Dalu.

Eating salt is very light, and a bird fades out of his mouth every day.

However, under the intensive tree planting work, Meng Xiao was also forced to accept this eating habit.

"Xiao Xiao, follow me to find Xiaosan after dinner."

"Looking for Third Brother? Why?"

Meng Xiao took a sip of rice water and asked.

"Remember what I told you about the awakening of the martial soul?"

"Is it possible that the person responsible for the awakening of the martial soul has arrived?"

Hearing Old Jack's words, Meng Xiao's eyes lit up slightly, and he stopped what he was doing.

"Yeah." Old Jack nodded.

Is it finally coming?

that man!

A name gradually emerged in Meng Xiao's mind.

Su Yuntao!

Although he has only seen Douluo Dalu a little bit, Meng Xiao still knows the legend of the hot man.

The protagonist of running water!Brother Tao!

Receiver of God!

The strongest npc in Novice Village!

There are many titles for him in the rivers and lakes.

"Awakening your martial soul is a good thing for you. Even if you awaken a shovel, won't it save you some effort to plant trees?" Old Jack said earnestly.

In his heart, Meng Xiao is just an ordinary life.

"Yes, yes, eat quickly, and leave after eating."

Meng Xiao displayed a ten thousand times more positive attitude than usual, drank the rice water in the bowl in one go, and wiped his mouth.

Old Jack:? ? ?

"Are you ill?" asked old Jack.

There must be demons in everything.

Old Jack had grown up watching Meng Xiao, so he understood his temperament.

Before the age of six, he was very reticent and withdrawn. In the past few months, suddenly one day he seemed to be a different person, and he began to talk. Although he was fine and often angry with himself, it also made old Jack very relieved. Thought I finally figured it out.

Meng Xiao has grown up so much, and he has shown great interest in planting trees in the past two months.

This sudden positivity caught Old Jack off guard for a moment.

"You have the disease!"

Meng Xiao frowned and spoke resentfully.

Well done, say I'm sick!

Ok.

This time it was right.

It's my grandson.

Old Jack heard the familiar reply and confirmed that Meng Xiao was not sick.

"Let's go."

After tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, Old Jack bent his body and walked towards the blacksmith shop at the head of the village, holding Meng Xiao with one hand...

(End of this chapter)