Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is Golden Light, all I want is more money.

Chapter 26 A Different Kind of Holy Soul Village [Please Read On]

The carriage finally arrived in Nottingham after a long journey, but the country roads were impassable.

Because the road was too steep and covered in mud, the driver was worried about his vehicle.

Qin Feng expressed his understanding, paid the money, and then led Zhu Zhuqing on foot to Holy Soul Village.

The journey covered tens of kilometers, with yellow sand swirling all along the way, making for a very harsh environment.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was following behind Qin Feng, was very uneasy.

I used to hear my elders say that bad people come from poor, remote rural areas.

She was worried that something bad might happen.

But Zhu Zhuqing was clearly overthinking it.

Soon, a striking and solemn marble monument, several meters high, appeared ahead, inscribed with: "Ahead—Holy Soul Village!"

Zhu Zhuqing was somewhat puzzled because the quality of this stone tablet was completely different from the section of road they had just walked on.

But the road they just walked on was clearly a dirt road.

Why would anyone spend money on a knife handle?

A moment later, the two arrived at a small village that was not exactly a rural area.

But everything here surprised Zhu Zhuqing greatly.

Not only because every house was made of blue bricks and red tiles, looking brand new, unlike the earthen tile houses she had seen in Shrek.

Logically speaking, it should be the busy farming season right now, and farmers in the countryside should be working in the fields at midday.

At the entrance of Holy Soul Village, several villagers were gathered together, chatting and entertaining themselves.

Unlike the villagers Zhu Zhuqing had occasionally seen in the city, they all seemed to have no worries. They all had rosy complexions and did not look like they were always working hard in the fields and not having enough to eat.

At this moment, several observant villagers spotted two figures from a distance. One of them was a familiar figure they would never forget, and they excitedly shouted:

"Hey everyone! Look, it's Xiao Feng back!"

"Hey, it really is Xiao Feng! Quick, quick, wife, go back and start the fire! We're having Xiao Feng come to our house for dinner today!"

"Bullshit! Why should I eat at your house? If anyone should go, it should be my house. I'm going back to start the fire right now."

"Stop arguing, everyone! The village chief is here!"

Everyone quickly made way, greeting him with smiles: "Village Chief, what brings you here?"

Old Jack, leaning on his cane, snorted irritably, "Hmph, I've come to see you lazybones. You spend all day at the village entrance, not farming, just thinking about eating off the wind!"

The crowd looked somewhat embarrassed, and one of them said with a bitter smile, "Village Chief, it's not that we don't want to farm, but when Xiao Feng came back last time, he said he was going to requisition all our land, and that he wanted to build a village or something?"

A voice behind him called out, "The stadium!"

"Hey, right, right, that's it. They said it's to help us get some exercise so we won't be so bored."

Hearing this, Old Jack had nothing more to say. Since it was Qin Feng's decision, he supported it unconditionally. However, he still gave him some advice:

"Xiao Feng sends so much money back every year, improving everyone's lives and even paying for house repairs in the village. You all mustn't forget your roots!"

Upon hearing this, the villagers' expressions turned exceptionally solemn, and they said, "Village Chief, we may forget whose kindness we've shown, but we can't forget Xiao Feng's!"

They will never forget the hard days they spent together, toiling in the fields.

After a year of hard work, the harvest is not enough to feed a family, and the taxes of the Heavenly Dou Empire are getting heavier year by year.

But those upper-class nobles and royalty said, "Why don't you farmers make money? It's because you're not working hard enough!"

Is all that hard work worthwhile?

The mention of this brought a pang of sadness to everyone. If it weren't for Qin Feng, they wouldn't be living such a good life.

At this moment, Qin Feng and Zhu Zhuqing also arrived at the village entrance.

"Grandpa Jack, I'm back!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, old Jack's eyelids twitched, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and he turned around shakily.

When old Jack saw the figure in the distance that gradually overlapped with his childhood self, his cloudy eyes immediately welled up with tears: "Little Feng!"

"Grandpa Jack, did you miss me?" Qin Feng smiled slightly and hugged old Jack.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back." Old Jack's aged face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

Then he noticed a stunningly beautiful girl beside Qin Feng and asked, "Little Feng, who is this?"

"friend."

Old Jack felt a little regretful when he heard that it was a friend, but he didn't show it, after all, today was a happy day.

Many kind-hearted villagers nearby also gathered around, warmly offering their greetings:

"Xiao Feng, we're having dinner at Aunt Chen's house today. I made your favorite braised pork from when you were little!"

"Xiao Feng, come to my house, come to my house! Niu Niu misses you so much!"

"..."

The villagers' enthusiasm was overwhelming for Qin Feng, and it took him a while to politely decline before he finally managed to get away.

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Old Jack smiled and took Qin Feng's hand: "Little Feng, you have to keep Grandpa company today. Come home with me for dinner."

"Okay, sure!"

Qin Feng naturally wouldn't refuse Old Jack's invitation, after all, he would have starved to death long ago if it weren't for Old Jack growing up.

In his heart, old Jack, though not his biological grandfather, was more than a biological grandfather to him.

After Qin Feng and Zhu Zhuqing left.

Many villagers sighed on the spot:

"Hey, people are just different. Our village has only produced two Soul Masters in all these years. Xiao Feng became a Soul Master, but he didn't look down on us. He even sends money back often and helps everyone repair their houses..."

"Yeah, look at Tang San. When he was little, I used to help him out a lot. But after he became a Soul Master, he never even came back to the village to see us."

"What's that? His dad still owes me a lot of money for drinks. I felt sorry for the father and son, so I didn't mention it to them."

"Hey, hey, hey, you guys don't dare to talk nonsense. Tang San is now a Soul Master, be careful he doesn't come back to take revenge on you."

Everyone was terrified and chose not to discuss the topic.

However, everyone still sighed with regret.

People are really different from one another.

At the same time, a deep faith arose in their hearts: the angel God!

The angel God once said, "Good deeds will surely be rewarded!"

Isn't this a good thing for them?

If it weren't for the kindness of helping Qin Feng when he was young, how could he have the good life he has now?

Meanwhile, in an unnamed temple, a blond old man suddenly frowned and thought to himself, "Strange, why does it feel like the angels' divine power has become a little stronger lately?"

……

In the evening, after dinner.

Qin Feng and Zhu Zhuqing went to their backyard to digest their food at the same time.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Qin Feng with admiration and amazement and said, "Qin Feng, you are such a good person."

Qin Feng was stunned. He had transmigrated, yet he was still being given the "friend zone" card?

Zhu Zhuqing continued, "When I was fleeing from Xingluo, I saw too many Soul Masters from commoner backgrounds, but I have never seen anyone like you who gives back to the villagers and repays kindness."

In most of the Soul Masters from commoner backgrounds that Zhu Zhuqing had met, once they gained power, they not only did not help or give back, but they also became even more harsh on their fellow villagers.

"What's the big deal?" Qin Feng dismissed the question with disdain.

In his view, isn't gratitude a virtue that everyone should have?

(End of this chapter)