Douluo: a deer

Chapter 7 Old Jack: I Have a Showdown
Holy Spirit Village.

On the ancient sunset road, a group of people walked by, picking hoes and leaning on their shoulders.

The villagers who were farming had been busy all day, taking advantage of the twilight and coolness, they returned home as soon as possible.

The first person walked briskly, and soon left the main force.

Someone behind him laughed and shouted: "Old Jack, why are you so early today? You are an old bachelor with no wife, so you go home so early?"

Who doesn't have a wife?

The old man walking in front paused, stretched out his wrinkled hands, and took out the tobacco rod from the back pocket, filled the pipe with tobacco, and saw him wipe it with his hand, and it was done.

Take a deep breath towards the cigarette holder, enough strength!
The old man smiled contentedly, his dark pupils were shining, but his feet were still walking fast.

"I hurried back and told Tang Hao about something, you guys! Leave me alone."

After finishing speaking, the hunched figure accelerated again.

"The old village chief doesn't usually exercise much, but his little feet are really sharp."

"you do not say!"

"Hey, it's not much better than that Tang Hao. The blacksmith's wages were all exchanged for wine, and he just lay down on the kang after drinking, no matter what happened! I heard that his one-year-old baby can't drink milk."

"Little San is really pitiful. She has no mother since she was a child, and she has such a father. I saw that Tang Hao asked Xiao San to buy wine yesterday. A one-year-old baby, holding a wine jar bigger than himself. "

The crowd began to discuss, the parents were short-tempered, and it was rumored that in this simple village, it was one of the few funs.

Soon, old Jack arrived at the entrance of the village.

But instead of going to the blacksmith shop, he went straight home.

Putting down the hoe and entering the door, Old Jack sat at the desk and smoked a cigarette, in front of him was an aged bronze mirror.

The surface of the mirror is brilliant, and there are several wear marks on the corners, presumably it is often polished and taken care of. I saw a deer engraved on the back of the mirror.

Old Jack was silent for a moment, put down the cigarette in his hand, gently stroked the deer sculpture on the back of the mirror, and then stared blankly at the figure in the mirror.

The years have left too many traces on his face, the white sideburns, wrinkled skin, and scattered spots are the best proof.

This is the appearance of an old man, but... not his appearance.

"You're here..."

The words of the vicissitudes of life are long.

Old Jack looked at the burly man behind him in the mirror, and couldn't help but speak.

Tang Hao's gaze was like a torch, staring closely at the old man in front of him, and he didn't see the appearance of that down-and-out blacksmith at all.

"I heard you're leaving?"

Tang Hao couldn't help asking.

The old man didn't answer, as if he was caught in a mirror, and finally he laughed at himself: "Let's go? I don't belong here, so why go?"

"senior!"

"From now on, Old Jack will be Old Jack, and it won't be me, Xing Dao."

In the mirror, another face appeared on the face of the old figure.

He is very handsome and unruly.

One eyebrow is like a sword, and the eyes are as deep as an abyss.

It's like a banished fairy coming to the dust!

Tang Hao opened his eyes wide and his body trembled.

He couldn't help but smiled wryly: "I've always believed in your existence, but I didn't want to appear in front of me directly. The realm my father has been pursuing so hard!"

"God, there really is a god in this world..."

Tang Hao murmured in bewilderment, his face distorted, full of regret: "If I become a god, Ah Yin will not..."

"wake up!"

The thunder exploded, and Tang Hao was pulled back with a loud shout. He looked at the mirror with lingering fear, and was afraid for a while.

An illusory figure floated out of Old Jack, and he carefully held up the mirror and walked towards the door.

"This is the mirror of the heart, according to people's desires, good and evil. If you meet adulterers, ugly people, and people who like to kill people who love to kill, call the name of karma punishment, and you will be punished by heaven!"

"Where are you going?"

Tang Hao looked at the shadow of God walking outside the door, and wanted to chase it out.

Xing Dao shook his head slightly, and smiled lightly as if relieved.

"I've been cowardly for so many years, but I'm still a man..."

"Tang Hao, this sentence is also for you."

Xing Dao swept across this simple village like nostalgia, flashing his memories.

For more than 100 years, things have changed and people have changed.

He always remembers that at that time, he walked from the village to the village barefoot, and he observed and emulated the life of mortals.

From Aunt Zhang's corn field to Uncle Li's well.The smoke from the farmhouse's cooking is like white clouds floating on the ground of the gods, but it can cook delicious food, such as pancakes, sweet vegetable porridge, and hot steamed buns.

Today, the words on the stele are blurred, but the memories of the last era can still be seen clearly.Buried here are people he knows well.

However, he will not grow old, he is a god...

There is no such a traveler as he in this group of people. As he said, I don't belong here.

"The life of a mortal is really fragile..." Xing Dao sighed.

He walked away from the tombstone and walked to the entrance of the village. In the center of the arch, the three big characters "Holy Soul Village" danced in dragons and phoenixes, majestic and majestic.

These three words have been imprinted in the hearts of every villager, and this is the pride of their Holy Soul Village.

But who would have thought that the majestic soul sage would be him, Xing Dao?

Xing Dao chuckled. He was so embarrassed at that time, but he was regarded as the name of the village with a mere soul saint cultivation.

It's an interesting thing...

This time I really have to say goodbye, he thought.

Because there are still people waiting for him, he only belongs to her...

(End of this chapter)