Douro Searle

Chapter 1 Tang Mu
In the southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire, there is a magical village called Holy Soul Village, and our protagonist is in the...next door village of Holy Soul Village, Hunsheng Village? ? ?
"Why is the name of the village so strange? It's definitely not because I'm jealous of the holy soul village next door, nor is it because there are some soul saints in the village. In short, it's just a coincidence, a coincidence!"

Old Eke, the village head of Hunsheng Village, once explained it this way. Although everyone knew why, they didn't expose this honest and honest old man.

The genius came on dimly, and when there were only faint figures in the village, a boy about five or six years old had already driven cattle and sheep out of the village.

The boy has black and shiny hair, a small nose, and smart eyes. Every piece of skin on his body is very white and delicate, as white and smooth as a porcelain doll.

His name is Tang Mu, and it is said that he is the child picked up by the old village chief Eke six years ago.

At that time, old Eke was grazing outside the village, and in the baby's cradle, he found a piece of silk embroidered with Tang characters, so he named it Tang Mu.

After driving the cattle and sheep to the grass outside the village, Tang Mu walked to a thin old tree and sat down.

I saw him resting his cheeks in one hand, his expression was a little depressed, as if he was thinking about something troublesome.

What would a six-year-old think?What troubles can a child of this age have?
"Hey..." Tang Mu sighed, and then muttered to himself: "Even if the martial soul has no soul power after awakening, so what, Douluo World didn't start the industrial revolution, didn't invent thermal weapons, and didn't enter the electrical industry. Times, if I can't become a soul master, I will build a technology tree and lead ordinary people to overthrow this world dominated by soul masters, and if there are soul masters who resist, then use hot weapons to tell them that the times have changed!"

That's right!Tang Mu is a time traveler, and a time traveler who has read Douluo's original work and knows the development track of Douluo World!
But now I changed my mind, what if he became a soul master?
How can it be!

Tang Mu, who has read the original book, already knew that most of the children in the village can't become soul masters. Their martial souls are either useless martial souls, or they are born with insufficient soul power!
Even Su Yuntao of Wuhundian walked through several villages before meeting Tang San, the only one with spirit power.

Moreover, Tang San is not the original villager of the village, but the son of Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!
From this, we can know how difficult it is for the children in the village to become soul masters.

"It's time to go back, Grandpa Eke should have woken up." Tang Mu glanced casually at the hilltop in the neighboring village, and saw a small figure there.

"Huh?" A tinge of purple flashed in his eyes, Tang San sitting cross-legged on the mountain looked at the young man on the grass from a distance, then shook his head, and slowly got up.

"Maybe it's an illusion, it's time to go back, the porridge at home should be cooked." Tang San patted the dust sticking to his body, and hurried home.

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"Good morning, Aunt Lika!" On the way home, Tang Mu would greet everyone he met one by one, which was rare in Tang Mu's previous life.

"Oh, Xiao Mu is also very early today, my kid can't even scream with a rolling pin."

"Hello Xiaomu, the weather is also very nice today!"

"Today is another sunny day..."

The villagers in the village like Tang Mu, a lovely child, because the child's smile always infects them, and he never brings any sadness to others.

Going home along the winding country road, when passing a cabbage field, Tang Mu saw the little old man, village chief Eke.

It was he who raised Tang Mu for six years.

"Grandpa Eke!" Seeing the familiar figure, Tang Mu ran over.

The old man in the field has half black and half white hair, dark skin on his body, and his straight back is slightly arched forward.

It was a problem developed by bending over for a long time. Although his body was a little thin, he was able to do the work with great agility.

"Hehe, you little guy is really serious. You ran away with your family's cattle and sheep early in the morning, and you couldn't even see them."

Old Eke stopped what he was doing, touched Tang Mu's head, smiled kindly, and squinted his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

"Xiao Mu is almost six years old this year, so I don't have to help grandpa with work today, let's go back, grandpa has something important to say."

"En." Tang Mu only responded, but he had already guessed it in his heart.

In the world of Douluo, children can awaken their martial soul as long as they are six years old.

And this year, Tang Mu also happened to be six years old.

The old man carried the hoe on his shoulder with one hand, and took Tang Mu with the other hand, humming a simple tune full of rural farming and pastoral style, and led Tang Mu through the fields.

The land here belongs to the old Eke's family. It is not difficult to find at a glance that all the cabbages are planted in this field, and each one is very large and saturated.

These Chinese cabbages are all to be shipped to Notting City for sale. As for why they are all Chinese cabbages, there is a reason for this, because...

Old Ike's spirit is cabbage.

Soon, the two arrived outside the courtyard of their home.

It was a few low huts, smooth pebbles were paved on the path of the huts, and low fences surrounded the houses, and rows of... Chinese cabbages were also planted on the edge of the fences!

Well, Grandpa Eke did have a special affection for cabbage, so much so that every one of his fields grew cabbage.

Maybe this is the persistence of old Ike...

Back home, Tang Mu had already smelled the scent wafting from the kitchen. It was the breakfast that Old Eke made for Tang Mu.

"There's some porridge in the pot, go and eat it." Old Eke smiled and walked to the other side of the house with a hoe on his shoulder.

After rubbing his stomach, Tang Mu was indeed a little hungry.

He quickly ran into the kitchen, took the bowls and chopsticks, stood on the small stool, and opened the lid on the stove.

A delicious smell came over his face immediately, and Tang Mu suddenly felt even hungrier.

After serving a large bowl, he sat down at the table and ate it up, putting aside the matter of awakening his martial soul for a moment.

After breakfast, Tang Mu took his bowl and chopsticks, cleaned them, and put them back in the cupboard.

Old Eck was already sitting on one side of the table, smoking a pipe and looking kindly at this early sensible child.

"Come on, Xiaomu, come and sit down."

Old Eck didn't smoke often, and he would take a sip only when there were important things at home.

Tang Mu sat back on the small stool, with childlike curiosity in his eyes, and he murmured inwardly, "Is it really time to awaken the Martial Soul?"

"Hehe, Xiaomu, do you know about the awakening of the martial soul?" Looking at Tang Mu who was curious, Grandpa Eke squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)