Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

The village chief seemed to feel something. He opened his eyes and looked at Yang Jian. Yang Jian's breath tightened and he said: "Chiyang City? Is it the city between Noting City and Lance City?"

The village chief breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, that's right there."

"As long as you know, it's not a big deal, we just haven't reached an agreement on some prices."

"It should be fine if we find another chance to have a good talk."

After a few words, no matter how Yang Jian made insinuations, the village chief never said a word about Chiyang City. He just smiled and chatted with Yang Jian about the interesting things that happened in the village during this period.

"That boy Yang Hou, not long after you left, he went out to pee in the middle of the night and fell into a manure pit. He almost drowned himself."

Yang Hou, that boy from Shouhou, was one of the most mischievous children in Nanshan Village.

Yang Jian was stunned, feeling as if there was a smell coming towards his face.

The village chief was also overjoyed and said: "What's even more interesting is that when he finally climbed out of the manure pit and went to find his parents crying, his father thought he was a monster and subconsciously picked up a broom and beat him up. "

"You don't know the scene that day......"

Yang Jian smiled and thought that he should stay away from the thin monkey next time.

After the village chief finished speaking, he gradually talked about some things about himself in Notting City, which were all insignificant daily life, mainly to reassure the village chief.

In a place like Douluo Continent where communication and transportation are not very developed, sometimes taking a long trip is like going to another world, which can easily make relatives and acquaintances worried.

Telling what happened in Notting City can reduce the village chief's worries.

Half an hour later........................

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

After a burst of footsteps, there was a knock on the door.

Opening the door, Yang Qiaoqiao appeared at the door with Xiao Wu.

After bringing Xiao Wu over, Yang Qiaoqiao said hello to the village chief and Yang Jian respectively and left. The village chief looked at Xiao Wu, then turned to look at Yang Jian, and finally looked at Xiao Wu. Grinning, he said, "Whose little girl is so pretty? Why did she come to my Nanshan Village?"

That face almost looked like a chrysanthemum with a smile.

Xiao Wu was a little embarrassed, so she stood closely beside Yang Jian and whispered: "I am a student of Notting College, and I came to Nanshan Village with Yang Jian to play."

The village chief smiled kindly and said, "It turns out he is Xiao Yangjian's classmate."

He turned his head and said to Yang Jian: "The little girl is willing to come to Nanshan Village to play. You have to treat her well. I won't be happy if she is made."

Yang Jian nodded, pulled Xiao Wu up and pushed the door open to leave.

"I'll take Xiao Wu to the brewery for a while and come back in the evening."

About ten minutes later, the two arrived at the brewing workshop.

The brewing workshop in Nanshan Village was renovated from dozens of houses. There are various equipment used for brewing in it, which are used for fermentation, filtration, distillation and other processes.

Yang Jian took Xiao Wu to the finished room.

There are large inverted wooden barrels here. The wooden barrel plugs are connected to the hoses, and wooden valves are installed on them. You can drink the wine directly through the hoses.

Several men and young girls were tasting the new wine to determine whether it tasted normal.

Seeing Yang Jian coming over, he enthusiastically filled two large bowls of wine for Yang Jian and Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu smelled the sweet wine and asked curiously: "What is this? It feels delicious."

Yang Jian smiled and said: "Golden fruit wine is produced in our Nanshan Village. I will bring you to try it."

Xiao Wu took the big bowl filled with golden fruit wine, hesitated for a moment, stretched out her little tongue and took a sip, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she drank heavily.

"This little girl is amazing."

Seeing Xiao Wu's appearance, the bystanders burst into laughter.

After drinking the golden fruit wine from Dahai Bowl almost in one breath, Xiao Wu had two blushes on his face, but he was not drunk at all. Instead, his eyes were bright. He handed the empty bowl to the man from Nanshan Village next to him and said, "I I want another bowl.”valley

Gin Fruit Wine is said to be wine, but in fact it is just a drink with a slight alcoholic taste.

The child drank it as a drink, but the man from Nanshan Village didn't worry and just filled it up for Xiao Wu.

"Come on, drink as much as you can, and be satisfied."

After a while, Xiao Wu stroked her round belly and burped with a slightly alcoholic and fruity smell. She narrowed her eyes slightly, showing a look of satisfaction and comfort.

Under the surprised gazes of others, she drank four large bowls in a row.

If Yang Jian hadn't stopped her, she might have drank more.

Next, the two left the brewery and left Nanshan Village at the same time. Under the leadership of Yang Jian, they entered a nearby grove.

Because it is winter, everything is quiet at this time, beautiful frost flowers and ice edges are hanging on the branches, and the surface of the creek that goes around the village is also covered with a thin layer of ice crystals. The snow-white world is so beautiful that it is a bit dreamy.

Next to a thousand-year-old tree about two meters in diameter, Yang Jian stopped.

Xiao Wu looked at him curiously, blinked her watery eyes, and said, "What are you doing here? We seem to have left the village."

Yang Jian pointed to the tree crown and said, "Look up."

The species of this thousand-year-old tree is unknown. Even in winter, it is not afraid of cold wind and snow. It stands strong and stretches its branches in the wind. The crown of the tree is still lush green, but the top is dotted with white snow.

Between the canopy of trees, the outline of a small wooden house looms.

"Wooden house?" Xiao Wu saw the tree house.

Yang Jian smiled and said: "This tree house is my secret base. I built it myself. Come in and play."

He jumped up the tree with ease and entered the tree house.

Xiao Wu climbed up the tree trunk with the same dexterity, then grabbed a branch with one hand, used her arms hard, turned her body, and jumped to the front of the tree house.

Opening the door, there is a small space of only a few square meters and a height of only about 1.5 meters.

Yang Jian needs to lower his head when he comes in now.

The interior of the tree house is simply decorated, with just a small bed, a small table, and a small cabinet. There are many knickknacks scattered around on the table, which are basically carved from wood or stone.

As for the finished carvings, Xiao Wu couldn't understand most of them and had never seen them before.

"what are these?"

She picked up a beautiful human-shaped stone sculpture and a square stone sculpture, her eyes full of curiosity.

Yang Jian sat down cross-legged and said with a smile: "The humanoid one is called Diga, and he is a giant."

"The square shape is called a car, a tool that can carry people."

These stone sculptures were carved bit by bit by Yang Jian in the early days of his martial arts training in order to increase his subtle control over his power. They are mainly the various fantasy creatures he had seen in his previous life, such as the Giant of Light, the Winged Dragon, and the Transformers... .....................

"Have you ever seen Tiga or a car? Otherwise, how could you carve it out?"

Xiao Wu played with the Diga statue and wondered.

Yang Jian thought for a while and said simply: "I saw it in the dream world."

These things he saw and heard in his previous life were indeed like a distant and unattainable dream to him. They seemed to only exist in fantasy and were not real things. ?

Yang Jian had already chosen to bury it in his heart, but now that he brought it up, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

Xiao Wu blinked her eyes and didn't notice anything strange about Yang Jian.

She touched this stone sculpture, played with that one, and said with a smile: "I never remember the content of my dreams. Please tell me about your dreams."

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and then told various adapted stories in a calm tone.

He said it to Xiao Wu, but also to himself.