The story of the acacia tree,There's something I want to express in it.,When it comes to the ending.,I'm going to finish it before the end of June.,In terms of my current update speed.,It seems that I have to work harder.。

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Blindly searching for a small yellow exclamation mark, Xiangkong walked over and tried to talk to the old man with braids.

"Old man, is this tree an acacia tree?"

The old man with braids glanced at him lightly when he heard this, but this glance was not as empty as a solid NPC, but full of emotion, and it was this glance that made his pupils shrink slightly, as if he saw the old woman NPC who disappeared from the tailor shop.

"All the trees you see." The old man with braids paused, his voice unusually hoarse.

Xiangkong's expression changed slightly, and he quietly glanced back at Argo, who pointed to the moist soil under the tree, Xiangkong realized, and then asked, "Old man, may I ask what is the liquid you just poured down just now?" ”

"Dog pee." The old man with braids said lightly.

Xiangkong's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

The old man with braided hair suddenly cast a strange look at him.

Feeling the strangeness in that gaze, the face that appeared happy suddenly collapsed, this kind of look seemed to have been seen three days ago, that is, when he bought ten rotten wormwood plants in Aka's hands, and Aka seemed to have this kind of look at him at that time, but there was more of a sense of looking at a fool.

This pit daddy's mission!

Try to keep the smile on his face too stiff, and look at the old man NPC expectantly.

"It's gone." The old man patted the empty water bladder on his waist.

"Then where did your dog urine come from, I urgently need a bag of dog urine." Xiangkong was not disappointed and continued to ask.

As soon as this question came out, the old man's long eyebrows suddenly shook, and he raised his hand to pat Xiangkong's shoulder, but found that his hand couldn't reach it, so he could only take it back, and then said earnestly: "Young man, dog urine can't be drunk, it's not good for the body." ”

Xiangkong's face immediately darkened, and Argo, who was not far away, immediately laughed when he heard it.

Who designed this kind of pit daddy task, is it for ordinary people to drink dog urine? Old man, will I tell you that dog urine is meant to be used to make fried rice?

Glaring at Argo fiercely, Xiangkong smiled stiffly and explained, "Old man, the dog urine I want is not for drinking, it is for other purposes. ”

"Oh." The old man with braids nodded suddenly, answered flatly, and then said: "Out of the forest, you will see a village, just find a dog keeper and ask for it." ”

"Xie Lu, thank you, old man."

When Xiangkong heard this, he hurriedly turned around after saying thank you, wanting to complete the task of this pit father as soon as possible, but after turning around and walking out of a distance quickly, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and turned his head to look, but saw that the yellow exclamation mark on the old man's head was still there.

"What's wrong?" Argo, who thought that Xiangkong had gotten the next mission, suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the NPC, and immediately asked in confusion.

Xiangkong frowned and said, "The yellow exclamation mark is still there." ”

There are various preconditions for tasks in SAO, most of which are dialogues, and only the correct dialogue can trigger the next task, and it is obvious that the straightforward question just now cannot be a condition for triggering the next task.

Argo's understanding of the task is no worse than anyone else's, and after a little contemplation, it occurred to him that the name of the task item may be a key condition, it is a rather literary name, so dog urine seems a little inappropriate, if it is to directly say the name of the task item, then...

Her eyes lit up slightly, and she told Xiangkong her idea, and the latter also felt that it was feasible, so she walked to the old man with braids again, and asked straight to the point: "Old man, do you know what the attachment of the acacia tree is?" ”

"Huh?"

The old man with braids seemed to be surprised, he opened his small eyes, looked at the sky for a long time, and then said in a hoarse voice: "How do you know the name of Lu Dao?" ”

The corners of Xiangkong's mouth hooked slightly, and said: "I am entrusted by someone to find the attachment of the acacia tree, and this name is what that person told me." ”

The old man with braids slowly lowered his eyes, was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "Come with me." ”

After he finished speaking, he glanced at half of the acacia tree, and then walked forward with a slow pace. Xiangkong and Argo glanced at each other, and silently followed the old man with braids.

All the way silent, until out of the sea of trees, followed the old man with braids back to the small village mentioned before, and the old man's house is located not far from the entrance of the village, is a rather dilapidated thatched hut, the house is surrounded by uneven wooden sticks tied into a circle of fences, the yard built a simple pergola, when Xiangkong and Argo walked into the yard, they saw a canine creature with red hair under the pergola was squatting there and wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue at the old man with braids, looking very excited, but honestly sitting in place.

The old man did not greet the two of them, but walked straight into the dilapidated grass hut, and after a while he came out with a pot of fruit.

Xiangkong glanced at the fruit in the wooden pot, small, very similar to cherries, two in a bunch, but it was the fruit of those trees in the sea of trees.

At that time, Xiangkong thought that the fruit could be eaten, so he struggled to get some red fruits down, but as soon as he got his hands, the fruit immediately shattered into pieces, but he didn't know what the old man with braids was going to do with these fruits at this moment, and Argo was also very curious about this.

The old man with pigtails walked up to the red dog and poured the fruit from the wooden basin on the ground, and the red dog immediately pounced in front of the pile of fruits and ate it heavily.

Only then did Xiangkong notice that the pile of red fruits seemed to be coated with some milky white liquid.

The old man with braids touched the head of the dog, put the wooden basin down casually, immediately moved his steps, sat on the chaise longue under the pergola, took a slight breath, looked up at the vines that grew around the pergola, and said lightly: "Only the urine pulled out by the dog that eats the acacia fruit can be called the attachment of the acacia tree." ”

Xiangkong heard a black line, and Argo's expression was a little ugly.

"You have also seen the half of the acacia tree, if there is no attachment to the acacia tree, then it will wither overnight." The old man with braids said leisurely.

Xiangkong listened to him, but he was a little curious, but the old man with braids didn't seem to say much, just sat comfortably on the chair, and said lightly: "Wait patiently for a while, the dog urine you want will be available." ”

Xiangkong was curious, so he could only complain silently in his heart.