Chapter 82 Xiao Wu: I want to go home too!
Although Dugu Bo is a Title Douluo, he is the weakest among Title Douluos. Even though Tang Hao has hidden injuries, he should be able to easily defeat him, right...?
Even if things go wrong, there's always the mistress.
If the mistress can point out that Dugu Bo is suffering from a hereditary poison, Dugu Bo will certainly not act rashly.
Tang Chuan thought to himself, "This is why I brought Tang San along."
Let Tang San take the spotlight; I just need to follow behind and reap the benefits.
As for refining one's body through ice and fire?
Considering the risks, Tang Chuan decided against trying it himself and instead considered whether to maximize the benefits by having Tang Hao do it...
"When we get to the Star Dou Great Forest, I will point it out to you one by one."
"There's a plant-type spirit beast called Wind Celery, with serrated leaves that can remove the fishy smell when boiled in meat broth... and you can also identify spirit beasts by their footprints..."
Tang Hao was still rambling on and on about the Star Dou Great Forest in front of the carriage.
at the same time.
Nottingham Academy, Dormitory 7.
Sunlight streamed through the window, casting dappled shadows. Wang Sheng stuffed the last piece of cloth into his bundle, then suddenly remembered something and turned to Zhao Hu, who was squatting on the ground packing, calling out, "Hu Zi, when are you coming back?"
"I've already told my parents I'll stay home for six days and then go back!"
"I'll continue helping Brother Tang sell iced tea in Nottingham... Iced tea is selling like hotcakes lately, we can't let the business stop..."
Zhao Hu packed up a stack of clean clothes, straightened up, and patted the dust off his knees.
"I'll be back this afternoon.
"My dad often goes from street to street. He went to the countryside to deliver needles and thread these past two days. My mom is home alone. There's nothing much to do when she goes back, so She just wants to take a look."
"Besides, my home isn't far away, so I can go back anytime I want."
"We can't afford to run out of iced tea; we have to deliver it every day..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng scratched his head and said, "My home is outside the city. It's harvest time, so I have to go back to help with the work. I'll bring some pickled radishes back with me."
"With Brother Tang not here, we can eat dry rations with pickled radishes. It's better than just eating flatbread."
After he finished packing, he slung the cloth bag over his shoulder and walked to Xiaowu's bedside: "Xiaowu, where are you going on your holiday?"
"How about we go back to the village outside the city for a visit?"
"My family has a half-acre vegetable garden where we grow radishes and cabbages, and we also have newly hatched chicks that are so fluffy and fun to play with!"
"I also have a younger brother. You can go fishing with him by the river. It's better than staying in the academy."
"Um..."
Xiao Wu squatted on the bed with her legs bent, chin resting on her knees, her gaze drifting out the window, her scorpion braid hanging down beside her cheek, her voice a little muffled: "No need, I... I'll think about it some more!"
Her thoughts drifted back to last night.
Under the moonlight, Tang Chuan told herself that during the holiday She would go with Tang San and His father to the Star Dou Great Forest to find ingredients, and She wanted to go along.
But Tang Chuan said that the Star Dou Great Forest was dangerous and told Her to stay at Notting Academy and not to run around. He also told Wang Sheng and Zhao Hu to take good care of Her.
I didn't insist at the time, but I felt a little empty inside.
Danger?
I grew up in the Star Dou Great Forest; the Star Dou Great Forest is my home!
She was so anxious that She almost confronted Tang Chuan directly!
Zhao Hu stuffed the folded clothes into a cloth bag, then suddenly remembered something: "Oh right, Qiang, your house isn't far from mine. Come back with me this afternoon to help out..."
Listening to Zhao Hu and the others chat, Xiao Wu felt increasingly uneasy.
Although the human world is novel and interesting, I feel especially lonely and isolated after Tang Chuan is gone.
"Star Dou Great Forest..."
"yes!"
Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly lit up: "I can go back to find Da Ming and Er Ming, and while I'm at it... I can bring Tang Chuan some delicious fruit!"
"The fruits from the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest taste much better than those sold in Notting City!"
"If we pick some and bring them back, Tang Chuan will definitely love them!"
"Besides, I haven't seen Daming and Erming for several months, they must miss me too..."
Without hesitation, Xiao Wu jumped off the bed, her disappointment vanishing and her usual liveliness returning.
"I want to go home too!"
Xiao Wu quickly stuffed her clothes into her small cloth bag, her movements as fast as the wind.
Before anyone could react, Xiao Wu had already darted out of the dormitory entrance with her little bag on her back, skipping and hopping away, leaving behind two sentences.
"I'm going now!"
"Wang Sheng, Zhao Hu, and everyone else, have a great holiday!"
The work-study students in Dormitory 7 looked at each other in bewilderment.
Zhao Hu scratched his head: "Sister Xiaowu...aren't you an orphan?"
Where does She live?
"How come I've never heard Her mention this before?"
"have no idea."
Wang Sheng shook his head: "Alright, never mind that. Let's hurry up and pack up so we can be back soon!"
At this moment, Xiao Wu, who had already run out of the gate of Notting Academy, identified the direction and quickened her pace toward the general location of the Star Dou Great Forest.
The morning breeze lifted the hem of her clothes, carrying with it the joy of returning home.
Xiao Wu thought to herself with delight, "When I go home and bring back the most delicious fruit, Tang Chuan will definitely praise me!"
Her figure merged into the crowd and quickly disappeared into the alley.
The wheels creaked, and the horses' hooves clattered.
Tang Hao drove the carriage smoothly along the official road. Although the speed was not slow, he stopped frequently along the way to ensure comfort and collect ingredients.
Meanwhile, as soon as Xiao Wu left Nottingham City, She disappeared into a mountain path.
As a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form, She felt incredibly at ease in the forest, traversing rugged mountain paths as if they were flat ground. Her arrival time in the Star Dou Great Forest was not much slower than that of Tang Chuan and his group.
Creak!
The carriage stopped in front of the Soul Hunter Town on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Tang Hao reined in the horse, and the chestnut horse snorted, its white breath dissipating quickly in the wind.
"arrive."
"Xiao Chuan, get out of the car."
"Let's go into town and get something to eat first."
Tang Chuan jumped down, and before he could even stand up straight, he heard Tang San shout, "Brother, look!"
"Is this the celery Dad mentioned?"
Tang Chuan looked in the direction Tang San pointed and saw a clump of emerald green plants with finely serrated edges growing in the cracks of the roadside stones, the grass swaying in the wind.
Tang Hao turned his head and glanced at it: "Yes, that's right."
"Be careful of the small thorns on its stem when picking it, they can prick your hands."
Tang San plucked a few stalks of Blue Silver Grass, which were then wrapped around the Wind Celery, and stuffed them into the vine basket on his back: "Brother, I'll keep these for you for now, and give them to you when we get into the forest."
Clearly, this was to prevent Tang Chuan's spirit rings from appearing in front of outsiders.
Step into the Soul Hunter Town.
The smells of herbs and blood wafted in with the hot wind.
The streets were packed with mercenaries carrying soul beast pelts, their leather armor still damp with blood.
"Top-quality wound medicine! Stops bleeding and reduces bruising, an essential for hunters!"
"Freshly arrived century-old wind wolf pelt! Complete and undamaged, excellent material for inner armor!"
"The Soul Sect team is missing a powerful defensive soul beast. The target is a strength-type soul beast around 5,000 years old. Reward negotiable!"
"Freshly baked smoked meat!"
"..."
Shops lined both sides of the street, their cries of vendors filling the air. At the corner, the blacksmith's shop clattered and clanged, sparks flying from the furnace, drawing passing Soul Masters away from the open space.
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