Starting From Douluo, Glory is Invincible

 Chapter 693 Silver Moon

While Ying was concentrating on confronting the Sky Monkey, Zhang Tao followed his instructions and retreated to the back. He stood in front of the simple wooden house, glancing at the battle between Shadow and Sky Monkey from time to time, while carefully ensuring that he would not be involved in it.

The wooden door of the wooden house was ajar. Through the gap, Zhang Tao could see that the house was a little dim, but a warm breath came from the house. At this time, a white-haired old man poked his head out of the room with a kind smile on his face.

"Huh? Young man? Do you want to try some wine? Fresh sorghum wine, old man, I brewed it myself." The old man smiled and waved to Zhang Tao, with a sense of intimacy in his voice.

Zhang Tao looked at the fighting figure hesitantly, and then at the old man in front of him, wondering whether he should go in or not. He didn't want to leave Ying alone to fight here, but the old man's warm invitation made him feel a little moved.

"Grandpa, I have to keep an eye on your yard, otherwise it will be broken into pieces by the shadow and the monkey." Zhang Tao said with some embarrassment.

The old man laughed when he heard this, waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, they can't get here. Come on, young man, come in and sit down, and chat with me, an old man."

As he spoke, the old man took out a bulging wine pot from the house, unscrewed the lid, and a rich and clear aroma suddenly wafted out from the mouth of the pot. The aroma was so refreshing that Zhang Tao couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

“It smells so good! Grandpa, what is this?” Zhang Tao asked curiously.

"High-quality wine, old man, I made it. How is it? Does it smell good?" The old man shook the wine pot in his hand proudly, "I've been here alone for a long time, and no one has talked to me, a lonely old man. I'm almost exhausted. I haven’t chatted with anyone in ten years, and you’re still the first one. Young man, what’s your name?”

 Zhang Tao couldn't help but sympathize with the old man's words. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to live here alone for ten years. It must be very lonely.

“My name is Zhang Tao.” Zhang Tao scratched his head and said shyly, “I don’t know spiritual arts and cannot become a spiritual master. So my goal is to become a great spiritual guide!”

 When talking about his goal, a trace of determination and yearning flashed in Zhang Tao's eyes. Although he cannot use powerful spiritual arts like Shadow, he has his own dreams and pursuits.

"Spiritual guide? That's an amazing profession!" The old man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he praised, "Young man has ambition! When I was young, I also thought about becoming a spiritual guide, but it's a pity that I don't have the talent. . But then I discovered that winemaking is also quite interesting, haha.”

As he spoke, the old man took another sip of the high-quality wine in the flask, with a satisfied look on his face. Zhang Tao couldn't help but feel envious when he saw the old man enjoying himself. He didn't know if he could find his own fun and pursuits like the old man did.

“Grandpa, do you like winemaking?” Zhang Tao asked curiously, “Winemaking should be complicated, right?”

"Yes, yes." The old man nodded, "Wine-making is indeed a technical job. From material selection to fermentation to distillation, every step must be carefully controlled to make good wine." As the old man spoke, he started talking enthusiastically. Introduce your own wine-making experience to Zhang Tao. Zhang Tao also listened with interest and raised his own questions and opinions from time to time.

Just like this, the old and the young were sitting in front of the wooden house, chatting and drinking, and bursts of laughter could be heard from time to time. The sounds of distant battles seemed to be cut off by the warm atmosphere and became distant and unreal.

I don’t know how long it took for the shadow to finally defeat the Sky Monkey. He walked to Zhang Tao and the old man and watched the two chatting so Zhenghuan couldn't help but feel curious.

"What are you talking about? You are so happy." Ying asked.

 Zhang Tao and the old man both looked at Ying when they heard this. The old man introduced with a smile: "This is a young man I just met named Zhang Tao. He is an ambitious young man who wants to become a great spiritual guide."

"Really?" Ying looked at Zhang Tao with a flash of admiration in his eyes, "Then you have to work hard, Zhang Tao. The profession of spiritual guide is not that easy to achieve."

"I will!" Zhang Tao said firmly, "I will definitely work hard to become a great spiritual guide!"

The old man couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he looked at Zhang Tao's firm eyes. He seemed to see himself being so full of passion and fighting spirit when he was young. It's a pity that time is not forgiving. Now that he is old, he can only make wine and chat here.

But the old man has no regrets. He knew that he had lived the life he wanted, even if it was a little lonely, it was fulfilling and satisfying. And now that Zhang Tao, a young man, is accompanying him, he feels extremely gratified and happy.

"Okay, okay." The old man said with a smile, "You must still have a lot of things to do, right? I won't delay you. Young man, please come and chat with me, an old man, when you have time."

 Zhang Tao looked at the old man with some reluctance when he heard this, but he knew that he still had a lot to do. So he stood up and bowed to the old man and said, "Thank you, grandpa! I will definitely come to see you again!"

 Speaking, Zhang Tao turned around and walked towards Ying. The old man watched them leave with a faint smile on his lips. He knew that this young man would definitely come again because he was a good boy with kindness and righteousness.

 (End of this chapter)