In Douluo, he tricked Tang Dachui at the beginning

Chapter 1 What is the level of your village...

"Is this the Holy Soul Village?"

At the entrance of Shenghun Village, Tian Hao looked at the desolate little village in front of him and felt very emotional.

Even though this small village doesn’t look like much, it has produced countless gods and kings. If it weren’t for the fall of God King Tang, it is estimated that it would have continued.

That's right, he is a time traveler. Ever since he saw Wuhun, he knew that this was the Douluo World, but he didn't know the exact time, or even which Douluo World it was.

There was no other way. The Great Soul Village was too isolated and he didn't know much about the outside world. It was not until last year when he learned the names of the Holy Soul Village and Tang Hao from his uncle that he determined the approximate time point and has been working hard for this day ever since.

“Although this village is shabby and even worse than our Dahun Village, the blacksmith’s craftsmanship is amazing. The quality of the spearheads and arrowheads he makes is better than those made by the blacksmiths in the city, and most importantly, they are cheap.

He also likes wine, and the burning throat you steamed is just enough to relieve it."

Tian Meng smiled and said that he had traveled dozens of miles across mountains and rivers to come here just to ask the blacksmith to make a batch of spear arrows.

Their Dahun Village is deep in the mountains, and they mainly rely on hunting for a living, and the main weapons for hunting are bows and arrows and spears.

Bows and arrows can be shot at long range, and spears have a longer attack range and can even be thrown out to stab wild beasts. They can effectively create distance and reduce the chance of injury.

Therefore, the quality of arrowheads and gun tips is very important. Sharpness is one aspect, but durability is also something that needs to be paid attention to.

He happened to pass by this village two years ago and saw that the hoes used by the villagers to hoe the fields were of very good quality. Only then did he know about the blacksmith.

"Your Great Soul Village is a run-down village. Our Holy Soul Village has produced a Soul Saint. How can your Great Soul Village compare with our Holy Soul Village?"

At this time, an old man came over and glared at him in dissatisfaction.

The visitor was none other than Jack, the chief of Holy Soul Village. In old Jack's heart, Holy Soul Village was his pride and his Achilles' heel. Their Holy Soul Village had produced a Soul Saint, and even if it was in decline now, it was still unmatched by other villages.

For example, as for the soul master work-study quota, two or three other villages have to share one a year, but their Holy Soul Village can have one all to itself.

Moreover, that Great Soul Village had only produced one second-ring Great Soul Master, how could it be compared with their Holy Soul Village.

"Old Jack is still alive!"

Tian Meng didn't care and grinned, obviously he was quite familiar with Old Jack.

"I won't die even if you die!"

Old Jack said this unhappily, and then looked at the child following Tian Meng.

"Your child?"

"This is our third child!"

Tian Meng replied, but he sounded a little sad when he talked about the third brother.

They make a living in Dahun Village by hunting, but it is a dangerous business after all. They may get injured at any time. It is even more dangerous if they encounter soul beasts with soul power.

The third brother was out hunting when he encountered a sudden storm and fell down the mountain due to the slippery road. His younger sister-in-law died of miscarriage due to excessive grief, leaving behind only the child Haozi.

"Grandpa Jack, my name is Tian Hao. This is the rabbit that my uncle asked me to bring you. It's good for your health."

Tian Hao took out a rabbit from the cloth bag hanging on both sides of the big yellow dog and handed it to Old Jack. The rabbit's four legs were tied with ropes, but it was still kicking and looked very energetic.

"You've got your heart set on it!"

Seeing the fat rabbit, Old Jack smiled and took it without hesitation, as his grandson had been very greedy recently.

He immediately looked at the animal skin backpack on Tian Meng's back. Looking at the tight straps hanging on his shoulders, he knew that it was not light.

"Drunkard Tang Hao should be awake by now, you guys go over there!" Tian Meng had been to their Holy Soul Village twice, and each time he came to forge spear tips and arrowheads. After all, the lifestyle of the other village was different from that of their Holy Soul Village and was more dangerous and difficult.

“We’re going in!”

Tian Meng nodded and walked to the other end of the village with his heavy backpack.

The bag contained iron ingots hammered by the blacksmith in their village, which needed to be further processed by that Tang Dachui.

Tian Hao and the big yellow dog followed closely behind, their backpacks also bulging.

He was excited inside, after all, he would soon meet Tang Dachui and the young Tang Shenwang.

In this way, the two men and the dog came to a small courtyard at the other end of the village, and Tian Meng called out in a familiar voice.

"Tang Dachui, I'm Tian Meng from Dahun Village."

"The door is not locked, come in yourself!"

A dull voice came from the room. It was Tang Hao.

Tian Meng didn't say much. He pushed open the gate and went straight into the house. He glanced at the father and son who were eating, took off the heavy animal skin bag on his back and put it on the forging table.

Then he untied the big backpacks on both sides of Dahuang's body. From the look of difficulty he was struggling, you could tell that the backpacks were quite heavy.

Dahuang himself possesses a certain amount of soul beast blood. He is extremely large, not much smaller than a horse, and very strong. He is the main laborer for transporting the iron ingots this time. The animal skin bags on both sides contain two hundred kilograms of iron ingots, which add up to four hundred kilograms. The bags also contain four rabbits and four chickens.

Tian Hao took out the chicken and rabbit from the big yellow bag, carried it to the dining table where the father and son were eating and put it down, then put the backpack on the table and untied it, revealing the bag that was filled with bacon and sausage.

"Uncle Hammer, I want to learn blacksmithing from you."

Tang Hao's face twitched when he heard the name Uncle Dachui. It was okay for Tian Meng to call him Tang Dachui. After all, compared to the name Tang Hao, the name Tang Dachui was more concealed, especially when facing people from other villages.

But it always feels weird to let a child call himself Uncle Dachuai like this.

Tang Hao didn't say anything. He glanced at the bacon and sausages in his backpack and the chickens and rabbits on the ground, then looked at Tian Meng who was walking towards him.

Tian Meng brought over two jars of wine and placed them on the table and opened them, letting the rich, spicy aroma of the wine waft out, making Tang Hao twitch his nose involuntarily.

He is now considered an alcoholic, so he naturally has a strong feeling for alcohol.

Seeing Tang Hao's expression, Tian Meng pulled a stool over and sat down, saying, "This is my third brother's child. He wants to leave the village and see the outside world.

I just want to make a living outside, and I need a skill. We in Dahun Village have been hunters for generations, and we can't make a living in those big cities, so I thought of you."

"I don't accept disciples, and I don't know how to teach anyone!"

After taking a look at those things, especially the two jars of wine, Tang Hao finally refused.

He came to the Holy Soul Village for a reason. He didn't want to expose himself and just wanted to give Xiao San a peaceful life.

Tang San was looking at the two of them, especially the child who looked about the same age as himself.

The other person had a very strong physique. Although he was a child, he gave people a feeling of being sturdy and powerful. His arms were as thick as his legs. He had the same big physique as his father.

Moreover, there is a thick layer of calluses on his palms, obviously he often does physical work.

He knew Tian Meng. He had been to his house twice. He was as big as his father, with many scars on his body, many of which were scratches from animals, making him look even more ferocious.

As for the big yellow dog, it was the first time he saw it. It was so big that it far exceeded the definition of a dog. Could it be the legendary soul beast?

(End of this chapter)