Planting a sacred tree from Douluo

Chapter 47 Returning Home

Author: Dragon Cub Greedy Ghost

Chapter 47 Returning Home

Fang Yuan pushed open the long-lost wooden door, and the light followed the open door, illuminating the room.

Looking around, I saw an old figure sitting behind the table, holding a magnifying glass and looking at something. There was a thick book beside him, and I could vaguely make out the word 'dictionary'.

"Didn't you say don't disturb me...are you...Xiaoyuan?!"

It seemed that he had encountered difficulties in learning. Al's face was full of impatience, but when he raised his head and saw Fang Yuan in the door, he was stunned.

Although Fang Yuan's appearance now is completely different from that of five years ago, Fang Yuan was brought up by Al after all.

With that underlying temperament, no matter how much Fang Yuan changed, Orr still recognized Fang Yuan at a glance!

"It's me, Grandpa Al!"

Fang Yuan showed a smile: "I'm back."

Compared with five years ago, Grandpa Orr has become much older, with a few more wrinkles on his eyebrows and his temples have become grayer.

The waist that could only rely on crutches to walk seemed to have become even more stooped.

However, when he saw Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan could clearly feel that Orr's expression became a little excited.

Before Fang Yuan could express his longing for the old man, Orr picked up the crutch beside him and waved it at Fang Yuan.

"You brat, why haven't you even received a single letter in the past five years, let alone coming back for a visit?"

"At least you should send a letter back to say that you are safe. I have been thinking about it for a while, the old man. For five years, others have returned home once a year. Even if they are boarders, they should return home once every three years. I have been caring for this kid for five years.

There’s not even a single accurate word!”

"..."

Listening to Grandpa Orr's beating and scolding, Fang Yuan showed a silly smile. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the books on Orr's desk, with "Continental Chinese Dictionary" engraved on it.

There were one or two pieces of paper on the table, and something was written crookedly on them. Fang Yuan could barely understand the words 'My grandson Fang Yuan received'.

In the corner aside, there is still a pile of waste paper, covered with dust, which has obviously been there for a certain period of time.

Obviously.

In the past few years, due to the lack of contact between the two parties, Orr has been worried about Fang Yuan. Now he even wants to teach himself writing so that he can contact Fang Yuan.

Is this the word...

It's as good as walking with a crab.

"When did grandpa get so excited and start writing and writing?"

Al followed Fang Yuan's gaze and said, "Okay, now you dare to make fun of your grandpa. I'm going to give you a beating!"

An old man and a young man were laughing and noisy in the house. If those people in the killing city saw the harmonious scene between grandfather and grandson, their jaws would probably drop.

Who would have thought that the God of Death, who overwhelms the entire city of killing, would actually have such a side?

After some laughter and commotion, Fang Yuan took out the gifts from the Ouroboros bracelet to eat, and then took out a few money bags and gave them to Al.

"No, no, I accept these things, but you get the money back!"

Orr refused repeatedly: "You must have a lot of money to spend outside. I know that soul masters have a lot of expenses. Just keep it for yourself. What are you doing for an old man like me?"

"I am here all year round, I don't go anywhere, and I have no place to spend money. But you are different. You still have to practice, build a career, marry a wife and have children."

"You don't know, it's very rare to find a wife nowadays. If you don't have strong soul power, you have to be powerful or very handsome. I remember that old Jack's grandson was very ugly. In the future

I am determined not to find a wife."

Al pushed his money bag and talked to Fang Yuan nonchalantly.

Fang Yuan's hunched body couldn't help but make Fang Yuan's throat sore.

Fang Yuan forced a smile and joked to Al: "You are just kidding Grandpa Al. I am so handsome, but I am afraid that I will not be able to find a wife!"

Hearing this, Al looked at Fang Yuan carefully and nodded heavily.

"That's right, with our little Fangyuan's handsome appearance, he must have fascinated those little girls so much that they couldn't even find Beili!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"By the way, Xiao Fangyuan, you haven't believed me in the past five years. How come this time..."

"Of course I am immersed in practice!"

Fang Yuan chuckled and said: "I am born with full soul power. Of course I have to practice hard to honor my ancestors. Grandpa Orr, I am now a level 30 soul master. I may have to participate in the next session."

What about the Continental Senior Soul Master Elite Competition? You may not know it, but it’s a super prosperous age for our soul masters. Just wait and see your grandson’s brilliant performance in it!”

"Okay, okay!"

Al smiled from ear to ear: "Now that you are the Soul Lord, wouldn't it be long before you can become the Soul Emperor or even the Soul Saint?"

"Of course, I have a lot of innate soul power, even a titled Douluo is no problem!"

"Hahaha, okay! Great! When you become a titled Douluo, I will change our village into a Douluo Village. Then we will truly be a proud ancestor!"

"hey-hey!"

Orr took Fang Yuan to chat, and Fang Yuan also talked about his cultivation situation and the interesting things he encountered in his daily life.

Of course, those things were basically made up by Fang Yuan. After all, in the Killing City, there was nothing but depravity and fighting every day and night.

Anyone who listens to the compiled story will definitely find loopholes in it, but Orr listened to it with interest, and even explained some major principles of life to Fang Yuan from time to time.

As for the Continental Senior Soul Master Elite Competition, Fang Yuan was not talking nonsense. After all, he was a student of Wuhundian Academy and was qualified to participate.

Grandfather and grandson enjoy each other happily. Although they are not related by blood, the emotions shown in them are undoubtedly the most sincere family affection!

When it was getting dark, Fang Yuan took the initiative to cook a meal for Al.

The grandfather and grandson even had a drink.

When Al was drunk, Fang Yuan helped him to the bed.

As for himself, he left several more money bags under the quilt and a letter at the same time, saying that he would be back after a while so that Al didn't have to worry about him, and then he left.

The moon is sparse and stars are blowing, and the breeze is blowing.

Fang Yuan walked out of Emperor Soul Village and looked back at the little village chief with only a few flickering lights behind him, but his heart had never felt so relaxed and soothing.

"Son!"

When the Killing Knight saw Fang Yuan returning, he immediately let out a soft cry, and at the same time woke up the three waiting women.

"Awaited."

Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Set up camp tonight and have a good rest. Tomorrow we will go to Soto City and then to the Sunset Forest!"

"Soto City..."

Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun seemed to have thought of something. They looked at each other and remained silent.

However, the Killing Knight was a little confused.

"Sunset Forest? What are you doing in that corner of the world? If you want to get soul beasts, wouldn't Star Dou Forest be better?"

"It's not for the soul ring."

Fang Yuan shook his head and said with a smile: "By the way, there is one more thing that I need the captain's help with."

"ha?"

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(End of chapter)