bite!

With a system prompt, no one except Xia Yu himself knew that this young dragon chef had once again completed his transformation and promotion in the wild with weeds.

Looking at the kitchen skill bar, the golden energy was filled with the last step onto the empty and deep skill icon. Xia Yu clenched his fists and no longer deliberately suppressed the excited emotions.

"Although my personal dragon-level kill has not been created yet, the foundation is here, and it's just something that happened recently."

Waiting around, ten minutes passed, but Aoki Secta still didn't come back.

The car was turned off and stopped on the grass. Xia Yu jumped on a stone and raised his phone high, but the signal grid was still dark. As for the mobile network, it was even more bitter. It was not enough to take the time to brush a Weibo and reply to WeChat. It was really annoying and fucking mood to wait like this.

It's almost evening, and the midsummer evening is not as hot as noon. The cool breeze blows with the magic of sleep-enhancing people.

It happened that when Xia Yu was bored and bored, not far from the mountain road, on the other side of a stream, a figure walked out of the forest and squatted by the stream.

This is an old farmer with gray hair, carrying a hoe, and his clothes are simple. He should be a farmer in this wilderness.

Xia Yu put away his vigilant expression. To be honest, he suddenly ran into someone in the wild and his body was chilly at the first time. But the old farmer was the image of an old man from the island country he knew.

After all, island countries are facing social problems such as aging population. In such a country, it is strange to meet fashionable young people.

The old farmer also found Xia Yu on the other side and looked up and smiled.

Xia Yu found that he was washing things with stream water, and immediately walked over, squatted by the stream, greeting him through a stream: "Oh, yam, wild mushrooms, the old man turned out to be an expert in foodie!"

Wild yams are difficult to dig. They look a bit ugly and have strange shapes. They are not the same thing as artificially grown straight strips, just from the appearance.

The old farmer threw a slightly curved wild yam over. The brown-yellow skin had been ground, revealing a white piece, a natural fragrance that refreshed the heart.

Xia Yu was stunned for a moment with the yam, and grinned and said, "Is this a treat?"

The old farmer nodded.

Xia Yu uttered, and didn't dare to speak.

Some varieties of yams can be eaten raw, but it is better not to eat them raw. Xia Yu doesn’t want to itch his mouth, as if he has an ant nest, which is too painful.

The old farmer did not force it, and he lowered his head to continue cleaning the yam and mushrooms. Xia Yu talked to him.

"Are there any villages and towns nearby? I came from another place and didn't know what's going on here."

"There is a small village called Yokoi. Not far away, you can see the fields of Yokoi when you pass by this forest."

"There shouldn't be many young people in the village?"

The old man showed a hint of loneliness and said, "Yes, how could young people stay in such a countryside? Even if they can't go to Tokyo, they will go to nearby cities, which are lively. Even middle school students, junior high schools, and high schools want to be promoted to colleges and universities in the county. The school here has only one sandy football field, like my little grandson, who yells about grassy courts every day. Then a year ago, my son and his family moved to the city in the county to settle down."

Xia Yu smacked his lips, not knowing what to say.

Urbanization is inevitable. It is normal for students to expect wider schools, larger playgrounds, and more comfortable classrooms.

Lying down, she rested on the soft grass by the stream, Xia Yu was immediately attracted by the blue sky, next to it was clear water, the Wizard of Oz on all sides, and the mountains were intoxicating. It was really a leisurely and beautiful scenery in the island country country.

The old man turned on the mumbling mode.

"I have two sons and one daughter. They are all married. The eldest son opens a hardware store in a village and town. The younger son is a carpenter and has good skills. I don't worry about him going to the city, but I'm a straight man, my little grandson, although he loves to play football, is very taciturn. I heard that the middle schools in the city are different from our countryside. If there are too many students, there will be bullying..."

"School bullying? That's what you should pay attention to. The most fundamental thing is personality. You have to try to change."

Xia Yu responded without a word. Gradually, his eyelids became heavier and sleepy, and this time he fell asleep.

"Hello!"

"It's time to wake up!"

Aoki Sect is so funny.

"...I'm asleep?" Xia Yu touched his head and sat up. At this time, the sun set and the sunset shone in the wilderness. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

There were two young men wearing monk's robes, about thirteen or fourteen years old, leaning over to the Queen Mother Aoki Sect.

Hey.

Xia Yu also found that the road had been cleared, the weeds were shoveled, and the excess trees were also cut down. The two young monks, Aoki Sect, were covered with sweat stains after working.

"If I find the way, I go to the temple by myself and pull these two boys out to clear the mountain road." Aoki Secta was very strict with his juniors and glared at him, "That's true, I have only been away for two or three years, and the temple's chores have been messed up, and even the roads outside are not maintained. How do you manage them normally?!"

The little monk shrank his neck.

"Okay, the car can now be directly driven to the mountain gate." Aoki Son started the car with the key.

"By the way!"

Xia Yu stopped at the car door and looked around, "Where is the old grandfather before?"

"What old man?"

Sonta Aoki, who had just sat in the driver's seat, was stunned.

"I just met an old man from Yokoi Village."

In the back seat of the car, the whispers of two young monks suddenly disappeared.

The space inside the car is strangely silent.

"Yokkai Village?" Aoki Sota glanced at Xia Yu in the co-pilot's seat, "It is indeed the village closest to the temple, but it is at least an hour to drive by the national highway."

Xia Yu's smile was a little reluctant, "In order to dig yam and pick wild mushrooms, it is normal to run so far."

"Yam?"

A little monk couldn't help but scream.

Xia Yu saw that in the rearview mirror inside the car, another person looked out the window reflectively.

Next to the mountain road, under an old ancient tree, in front of an old stone shrine that was almost covered by tree stems, there is a porcelain bowl containing tributes.

The tribute in the bowl is very simple, a few snow-white yam cakes.

Pieces of dessert are stacked in a tower shape, and it is obvious that the top piece is missing in the pastry tribute in the bowl.

Xia Yu felt like he was holding something in his hand.

Pinched.

The touch is not the feeling of peeling wild yams washed and peeled by stream water, but the feeling of being slightly soft and pinched on the osmanthus cake.

A trace of unspeakable cold air came from the soles of the feet to the top of the head.

It wasn't true that the things in my hand were thrown out of the car window, and it was even more cold and panicked when I held it. Xia Yu couldn't help but say, "Who is so immoral and stuffed me a piece of tribute?"

The car has started and is driving on the mountain road. Aoki Sota in the driving position looks straight ahead.

His reaction was so calm that he didn't look like a human being.

I don’t know when a little monk’s whisper came from the back seat to Xia Yu’s ears:

"...That bowl of yam cake tribute was asked by the abbot to take it down the mountain to worship it a few days ago."

Two little monks were in the back seat, looking at Xia Yu's eyes, shocking.

Compete tribute with ghosts and gods?

Awesome!

Xia Yu's forehead was leaping with blue veins, and he finally lowered his head and looked directly at the pastry in his hand. Is this a kind-hearted entertainment or a bad joke?

Oh.
Chapter completed!