One draw every day, from handyman to Taoist ancestor

[Name: Zhang Daochen]

[Cultivation: None]

[Spiritual Root: None]

[Lifespan: 19/81]

[Kung Fu: None]

[Items: five hundred spiritual stones, three storage bags, two low-level spiritual grasses, one fairy stocking...]

[Talent: one draw per day (not used today)]

...

Hundred Flowers Sect.

Duty area, spiritual bird garden.

Inside a wooden house.

Zhang Daochen, who is 19 years old, stared at the illusory system panel in front of him, looking a little dazed.

To this day, he is still a mortal.

In his previous life, Zhang Daochen had been a working beast all his life and lived like a cow and a horse every day.

After an accident, he came to the vast world of cultivating immortals and got the system, so he was unwilling to be ordinary.

However.

Fantasy is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

I was born in a cultivating family in this life. Since I have no spiritual roots, my parents died young and I have no support.

When he was 16 years old, his family sent him to the Baihua Sect as a handyman to exert his last remaining energy for the family.

The meager salary earned was all taken away by the family.

It has been three years since I came to Baihua Sect. I am busy feeding spiritual birds all day long, and occasionally get injured.

It’s so bitter that I can’t even describe it in a sentence or two.

It has been two years since he awakened his past life memories, and this panel has accompanied him for more than 600 days and nights.

The function of the system seems powerful, but it is really frustrating.

Every day, there are more than 600 opportunities, and more than 500 times are a spiritual stone, and the rest are some inexplicable debris.

For example, the fairy socks are embroidered with lotus flowers and have a delicate fragrance.

Zhang Daochen complained more than once. Does this system have any special quirks?

"The number of draws today has not been used yet. I hope I can get something good, preferably...a spiritual root."

Zhang Daochen took a deep breath and concentrated his thoughts:

"System , draw! "

[Start drawing, draw...]

[Draw successfully, get the talent "Beast Whisperer"]

Huh? !

Animal Whisperer?

Zhang Daochen was refreshed.

Although it is not the coveted spiritual root, it is something completely new - talent!

This is a novelty.

After all, it’s not a spiritual stone or a stocking.

Is the Beast Whisperer a talent?

Zhang Daochen closed his eyes and felt carefully, but did not feel any obvious changes in his body.

When I was wondering, an extremely subtle "coo" sound that I would never hear came into my ears.

No, not a sound.

That seems to be... an idea?

A mood of laziness and contentment comes from the direction of the chicken coop outside the window.

"It's interesting..."

Zhang Daochen murmured to himself, trying to concentrate on the source of the "gurgling" sound.

In an instant, a wonderful feeling was established.

That's no longer meaningless noise.

But a very clear "discourse" with a specific meaning, directly reflected in his mind:

[...I am full, I am full, today's spiritual grains are full, much better than the batch of old grains a few days ago. ]

[Tsk, it’s the stone beside the sink that hurts your feet. I won’t go there next time...]

Zhang Daochen’s eyes widened in shock.

This seems to be the idea of ​​a spiritual chicken outside?

The Beast Whisperer!

Turns out to be the gift of being able to communicate with animals!

……

"Achen, it’s time to feed the chickens!"

A familiar call came from outside the wooden house, interrupting his novel experience.

"Here it comes."

Zhang Daochen suppressed the turmoil in his heart, picked up the tools and walked out of the wooden house.

As a mortal handyman, he has to feed spiritual birds, take care of spiritual chickens, spiritual pigs, spiritual cranes, etc. every day.

Today we take turns feeding the chickens.

Outside the house, two middle-aged men were waiting for him.

One person is called Li Hu, and the other is called Chen Dashan. Li Hu’s face is happy, while Chen Dashan’s face is slightly pale.

"Achen, Manager Wang went out early in the morning and it took him a long time to come back. We have been able to be lazy recently."

Li Hu smiled and said in a relaxed tone.

Guanshi Wang is the steward of the Bird Garden, an outer disciple of the Baihua Sect, and has a late-stage cultivation of Qi.

Guanshi Wang is quite old and often goes out to look for opportunities, and he goes out for a long time each time.

Without his old man watching over them, the handymen in the Bird Garden can indeed be a little lazy.

Especially the three Zhang Daochen.

They are responsible for feeding the spirit chickens during this period, which is easier than the chores of feeding spirit pigs, spirit tigers, and spirit cranes.

"That's a good feeling."

Zhang Daochen smiled, turned to Chen Dashan, and asked with concern: "Uncle Dashan, you were bitten by that crazy spirit tiger last time. Is your arm feeling better?"

Among all kinds of spiritual birds, feeding spiritual tigers is extremely risky. Although there are protections, accidents are inevitable.

Chen Dashan was feeding the spirit tiger with three people a month ago. He was accidentally bitten by a tiger and tore off a piece of meat. The injury was serious.

Chen Dashan shook his left arm, his voice a little hoarse: "The elixir given by the steward is okay, I'm almost recovered, and feeding the chickens is no problem."

"That's good."

Hearing this, Zhang Daochen and Li Hu breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the spirit chickens are relatively docile, there are some that are particularly ferocious and aggressive, requiring the cooperation of three people to deal with them.

"Let's go quickly, those flat-haired beasts are so hungry that they are making people panic."

Li Hu urged.

Zhang Daochen and Chen Dashan nodded, and the three of them walked towards the chicken coop.

After a while, we arrived at the chicken coop.

The chicken coop is surrounded by a thick spiritual wood fence, and hundreds of spiritual chickens with bright feathers and extraordinary horses are walking around inside.

These spiritual chickens feed on low-level spiritual valleys and drink from spiritual springs in the mountains. They contain a small amount of spiritual energy in their bodies, and the eggs they lay are of great benefit to low-level monks.

Seeing the arrival of the three men, the spirit chickens immediately gathered around the fence with cuckooing cuckoos, their sharp eyes fixed on the food buckets in their hands.

At this moment, Zhang Daochen saw an unprecedented noisy scene in front of him!

Countless complicated, trivial and clear chicken words came like a tide, directly ringing in his mind:

[Hungry! Hungry! The Twolegs are late today! 】

【Spread the grain quickly! Spread the grain quickly! I want the one in the easternmost slot! 】

[Tsk, it’s that slow guy with weak arms again. I’m going to feel cold when he gets there. 】

【Can you give me more today? I didn’t even eat enough yesterday, and I don’t even have the energy to lay eggs...]

[Don’t squeeze me, that bald guy in the back! I’ll squeeze you again! 】

A chicken whisper came into my mind.

These chicken words were mixed with various emotions such as anxiety, complaints, and expectations. They were so clear that Zhang Daochen felt dizzy and froze in place.

"Achen, what are you doing? Help!"

At this time, Li Hu had already opened the fence door and started to spread the spirit valley.

The chickens instantly boiled, fighting to eat, and their feathers flying.

Zhang Daochen came to his senses and endured the bombardment of all kinds of "chicken talk" in his mind.

He began to be busy with Li Hu and Chen Dashan - feeding, cleaning the chicken coop, and checking whether there were any sick chickens.

While working, he deliberately slowed down his movements and carefully distinguished the communication between these spiritual chickens.

He found that most soul chickens' thoughts were simple and direct, revolving around food, territory, laying eggs, and comfort.

But there are a few of them that are exceptionally strong, have stronger ideas, and are smarter.

Even express more complex emotions.

For example, "attention" to a loose fence somewhere, or "dissatisfaction" with a handyman who is often lazy.

When Chen Dashan was cleaning chicken manure, his left arm still seemed weak, his movements were slightly slow, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Zhang Daochen was about to help, but he clearly heard the discussion of several nearby spiritual chickens:

[Look at the injured two-legged beast, he is so slow and annoying. 】

[By the time he finished cleaning this place, the sun had set. ]

[How about... we go to the other side to grab food? There seems to be more millet over there? 】

A big rooster with extremely bright feathers has the strongest idea.

It seemed to be the little boss. It flapped its wings and was about to lead a few chickens to rush to the other side.

This is bound to cause chaos on a small scale, and may even hit Chen Dashan.

Zhang Daochen's heart moved, and almost subconsciously, he focused his thoughts on the leading rooster and tried to convey an idea:

[Quiet, there will be delicious food here soon! 】

Zhang Daochen said in a consultative tone.

The big rooster that was flapping its wings suddenly froze in place, its sharp *** eyes turned to Zhang Daochen's direction in confusion, and its small eyes were full of doubts:

[Who? Who is speaking? 】

Its thoughts are clearly reflected back.

Success!

Zhang Daochen was secretly happy in his heart and continued to pass on his thoughts:

[It’s me. If you stay well, you will have something to eat. If you run around, you will lose everything. ]

The big rooster tilted his head and stared at Zhang Daochen for several seconds, seeming to understand this incredible situation.

In the end, its desire for food overcame its doubts, it cooed, retracted its wings, and stayed where it was.

Seeing that the leader did not move, the surrounding chickens also became quiet.

A small commotion disappeared without a trace.

Chen Dashan did not notice anything unusual, but felt that the chickens here suddenly became much docile.

Li Hu buried his head in scattering grain.

Zhang Daochen walked over and took the cleaning tools from Chen Dashan's hand naturally: "Uncle Dashan, go take a look at the sinks over there. They seem to be a little blocked."

Chen Dashan glanced at him and nodded without saying anything, with a trace of gratitude in his eyes.

Cleaning the sink is much more comfortable than feeding chickens. The key is safety, as there is no need to be prepared for chickens to suddenly run away.

After a while of busyness...

After feeding and cleaning up, the sun rises three poles.

The three of them were sitting on the stone pier outside the chicken coop to rest.

Li Hu was still guessing what kind of opportunities Manager Wang would have during this trip, and whether he would reward them with a few broken spiritual stones.

Chen Dashan took out his tobacco bag and smoked dry tobacco silently to relieve fatigue.

The handyman area is located at the foot of Baihuazong Mountain.

There is a Baihuafang City 20 miles away from Baihua Sect. Daily items such as cigarette bags can be purchased by the purchasing servants.

Li Hu and Chen Dashan are not from the same family, so they can get some of the salary they earn, so they can buy some things they need.

Unlike Zhang Daochen, he can only suck the blood of his family bitterly.

Fortunately, the handymen eat for free, so they don’t have to worry about food and drink.

As long as we have a system, otherwise we would have collapsed long ago in the face of these dark days that are almost over.

Zhang Daochen looked at the chickens pacing leisurely inside the fence, his eyes flashing.

Through the previous attempt, he has confirmed that the talent of the Beast Whisperer is real.

Not only can he understand the words of animals, but he also seems to be able to communicate and influence to a certain extent.

This ability... seems a bit useless at the moment.

But if you use it properly, you may be able to live a better life in this spiritual bird garden.

At least it can reduce the risk of being harmed by spiritual birds.

Even... Zhang Daochen's eyes fell on the strongest rooster.

It was pacing at the moment, still reminiscing about the Linggu just now: [Delicious... It would be great if I could eat so full every day... Maybe I should let the reed chicken give up its nest, where it is most comfortable to bask in the sun...]

Zhang Daochen smiled slightly.

Without spiritual roots, there is no way to cultivate immortality, and the future is gloomy.

But the sudden talent of the beast whisperer seemed to cast a faint but novel light in this darkness.

Perhaps, living a life less like an ox and a horse can start by understanding the rooster's language.