Song Tao pretended to have a bitter gourd face, and said to the two old men: "Senior! In fact, it's nothing to work, the key is that I've never planted this Huanglong Valley, don't you say that seeds are very precious? What if I accidentally get killed? ”

The two old men looked at each other and smiled, and said, "Don't worry, we will teach you!" ”

This time, Song Tao knew that he couldn't get off the thief ship, so he stayed for the time being to see what they were thinking. Hot Books

Helplessly asked, "Then where do I live?" ”

Seeing that he agreed, Wang Da pointed outside with a smile and said, "There is a lot of thatch outside, let's build it yourself!" ”、

Wang Er also stretched, yawned and said, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to rest......"

Song Tao is completely speechless, will he play three little pigs again? Do you want to build a thatched house yourself? Looking at the two old men, one left and one right, they opened the curtain and went to rest by themselves. Song Tao had no choice but to walk out.

There was indeed a golden pile of wheat straw in one corner of the courtyard, not to mention, the wheat straw here looked very different from the mortal dust when it looked closely.

Song Tao stretched out his hand, pinched one gently, and exerted force, but he didn't pick it up! This thing really isn't ordinary Shen!

As soon as Song Tao wanted to condense his true qi to get the straw, he heard a voice coming from the house slowly, "Remember, don't act rashly!" Look at the sky, if you're not careful, you'll be doomed......"

Song Tao then remembered, touched his head helplessly, looked up, and saw that the sky was really low, and the thick clouds were black and oppressive, which seemed to contain countless heavenly thunders looking down, always ready for violent catharsis.

Song Tao didn't dare to act rashly anymore, he was really not used to it, he had been a monk for so long, he had long forgotten the feeling of exerting himself, he was always used to relying on magic weapons and relying on true yuan on weekdays, and now he was really not used to relying on the strength of his own body!

Fortunately, Song Tao's body was also much stronger and stronger, he was half-squatting, stretched out a hand, grabbed a golden straw and held it in his hand, and let out a loud cry in his mouth. The dantian exerted his strength and finally lifted a straw!

Slowly took it to the front of me, took a closer look, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised, is this really a plant growing in the ground? It is smooth to the touch, cold to the bone, and looks golden in color, slightly transparent, and you can vaguely see the intricate fibers in the grass stem of a finger thickness. It's just a beautiful craft!

Could it be that these two old men's thatched huts were all made of this? Song Tao put down the straw and walked to the edge of the thatched house to check it carefully, only to see that the walls of the thatched house were made of broken straw mixed with mud. The mud didn't look like anything ordinary, it was golden red in color, and when solidified, it looked so solid that not even a small hole could be found.

Song Tao turned around and walked around the yard, and sure enough, there was a small mud pond in the other corner of the yard, in which a pool of golden-red mud slowly rolled and kept spitting bubbles, and it seemed to be extremely hot......

Seeing that the sky was gradually getting dark, there was a rhythmic snoring sound from the left and right in the hut. Wang Da and Wang Er, the two old men, seem to be asleep!

It seems that it is not possible to do it without hands, so it is! Do-it-yourself, plenty of food and clothing. Song Tao immediately walked to the thatched pile and laboriously took a straw, broke it with all his might, and broke it into a length of his index finger. He was going to crush the straw first, and then go to the mud to take the mud and stir it.

At first, Song Tao's movements were extremely slow and clumsy, but he slowly became proficient. When the moon was in the middle of the sky, when there was a starry sky, Song Tao had already broken out a large piece of even straw, he straightened his waist and moved his neck, not to mention that this thing was really hard work, but after working for a long time, Song Tao deeply realized that he was too dependent on true qi in the past, too lacking in exercise, although this work was tiring, but it made Song Tao's muscles up and down gradually move......

Song Tao walked to the mud pond, looked and looked, tentatively stretched out a finger and touched it gently. Kindness! Not as hot as he imagined. After all, Song Tao is a fire-attribute monk, and his body still has the blood of the Fire Qilin clan flowing in his body, and ordinary fire can't form a hot feeling for him at all.

Song Tao stretched out his hand at the moment, inserted it into the mud pond and dug out a large piece, on the one hand, he was too lazy to walk, on the other hand, the mud was relatively thin, for fear of dripping, Song Tao simply shook his hand and threw it towards the broken straw piled on the ground on the other side of the yard!

Right in the middle of the heart! It's fun! Song Tao was playful at the moment, stretched out his hands, opened his bow left and right, and continuously dug out large pieces of mud and smashed them over there! At the same time as the mud was in his hands, he also felt a hot breath penetrate from his palm, although it was only a trace, but it instantly swam all over the meridians of the whole body, and that feeling, not to mention how comfortable it was......

Song Tao worked hard for a long time, and finally discovered a fact, that is, he really has no talent for handicraft! He looked at his subordinates who looked like a pig's nest, and he really wanted to die headlong! It seems that building a house is not as simple as he imagined......

Song Tao threw his failed work aside without interest, walked a few steps to the side, and simply lay down on the mud floor in a large shape, this lying down, he instantly felt sore, and seemed to be a little over-exercised, he simply closed his eyes, and simply took the ground as the bed and the sky as the quilt, and slept on the ground!

Song Tao didn't notice that in the thatched hut next to him, I don't know when it started, the rhythmic snoring stopped, but there were two more heads by the door, it was Wang Da and Wang Er, they looked at Song Tao's sleep and smiled at each other. Wang said loudly: "This kid is good! Look, Xiyang is actually being played with as mud by him! Wang Er also echoed in a low voice: "That's it, it's very easy to break the golden soul!" After speaking, both of them revealed a trace of fanaticism in their eyes, and nodded frequently unconsciously......

Early the next morning, Song Tao was startled as soon as he opened his eyes, and he almost didn't jump up!

In front of him was an old face full of wrinkles, smiling less than a foot in front of his nose, Wang Daquan squatted in front of his face and looked at him with a conspiracy.

Song Tao was extremely embarrassed, glanced at the "pigsty" that he had worked hard to build out in the middle of the night, and asked, "Senior, is there something to do with me?" ”

"Yes! It's time to get to work! Wang Da stood up, raised a hoe in his hand and nodded to Song Tao, then turned around and walked out. Song Tao hurriedly followed.

Behind him, Wang Er looked at the "pigsty" made by Song Tao and couldn't stop laughing, for a long time, he stretched out his hand and gently pulled it a few times......

Song Tao followed Wang Da all the way through the small city to the edge of the field where they met yesterday. When passing by the city gate, Wang Da also grabbed an apple from a familiar vegetable stall and threw it to Song Tao for breakfast. Song Tao couldn't help crying and laughing, he has been in the valley for many years, what kind of breakfast do you eat, and if you really want to eat, it can't be done with an apple! I was about to stuff apples into my storage bag, but it seemed like there was more to this thing than just apples! I looked at it carefully at the moment, the color was red and yellow, the skin was smooth, and it smelled fruity. I took a tentative bite, and sure enough, it wasn't an apple! The whole fruit is like a thin layer of skin like cicada wings wrapped in a large mouthful of agar, sucking in the mouth is cool and sweet, and it seems to be a slow bite of jelly, trembling in the mouth, inhaling the throat to feel a heat in the throat, a stream of heat directly into the abdomen, the abdomen is like fire for a moment, but this feeling is not uncomfortable, with Song Tao's physique only feels extremely comfortable! That taste, what a "cool!" "That's right......

"Come here, pull out these Yellow Dragon Valleys that you stepped on first! I'm teaching you how to grow new ......," Wang Da exclaimed.

Song Tao was so excited that he came to his senses, and he didn't care about continuing to taste the deliciousness of the fruit, so he stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it indiscriminately. It's sad now! The peel was so spicy that Song Tao was about to burst into tears......

Wang Da looked at his embarrassed appearance, but his mouth couldn't close with joy......

After teaching Song Tao Wang Da to relax, he hid under the big tree on the side, crossed his legs, took out a small gourd from his arms, took two sips of wine, and rested by himself.

Song Tao started the first day of his work career under the huge sun!

Speaking of which, this job of farming, Song Tao is really a big girl in a sedan chair - the first time! Moreover, this Huanglong Valley is far from being comparable to the ordinary grains in the secular world. If nothing else, let's just say that the roots of each grain plant are intricately intertwined, the size of a millstone. Song Tao now knew that it was no wonder that this grain was so sparsely planted, and the ground was all occupied by its roots...... It was not easy to dig out a Huanglong Valley, and when I mentioned it vigorously, I found that it was so heavy, not lighter than the straw used to build the house! Helpless, it is worth jumping into the big pit that you have just dug out and cleaning up all the floating soil on the roots of Huanglong Valley. I don't know, I was startled, Song Tao looked at that whisker and his eyes were straight! No wonder it's called Huanglong Valley, is this not a dragon? The roots of the Yellow Dragon Valley look like a yellow dragon hovering in the sea of clouds, with dragon whiskers and dragon claws, and the spirit is flexible......

Song Tao even used his strength to eat, and finally pulled out a Huanglonggu tree from the ground completely. I was so tired that I couldn't stand up straight in the pit......

"That's good stuff! It's all your fault, they're all about to grow up! ”

Song Tao only felt that a shadow suddenly appeared above his head, and when he looked up, the tip of his nose was red, and the drunken Wang Da Huang ran over leisurely, looking at Huanglong Gu on the ground and said regretfully.

At the moment, he said angrily: "I'm tired to death!" What did you drink? May I take a sip? ”

Wang Da smiled, and a palm-sized, snow-white and crystalline wine gourd was thrown into Song Tao's hand. Song Tao couldn't wait to take a big mouthful. Wine! The entrance is cold and the taste is mellow......

Song Tao only felt that from the tip of his tongue to his stomach pouch, it was extremely refreshing in an instant!

This book was first published.

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