The excavated earth was flung out by the shovel, landing in a nearby puddle and sending up a spray of water.,Chen Luo learned it and remembered it well. He didn't know why his third uncle asked him to do this, but there must be a reason. Every line has its own wisdom. Chen Luo didn't feel like he had crossed over. The knowledge in his head was more practical than the experience accumulated by several generations of others.,Chen Luo instantly understood the role of his ability.。