Time travel in Douluo

Chapter 3 Daily Life
Holy Soul Village, inside Tang San's room
"Little San, get up soon!" Yan Jiuyou whispered beside Tang San's ear.

Tang San got up from the warm blanket in a daze: "Brother Jiu, how old is it now!"

Yan Jiuyou looked at the bubbling sun and guessed, "It should be 04:30 in the morning."

Tang San scratched his hair frantically when he heard it, then continued to lie on the bed and fell asleep, complaining, "It's only 04:30, it's so early, brother Jiu, don't call me, I want to sleep, ahhhh .”

Hearing this, Yan Jiuyou showed a treacherous fox-like smile: "Little San, you can't blame brother, hehehe... brother is for your own good", ninja secrets, thousands...years...kill!

Then Tang San roared loudly: "Yan~Jiu~You, I want to kill you."

Seeing this, Yan Jiuyou ran away. Tang San's sound, so-called earth-shattering, weeping ghosts and gods, disturbed Tang Hao who was sleeping soundly. Tang Hao muttered: "Young people today are really energetic." He turned over and went back to sleep.

Tang San angrily chased Yan Jiuyou and ran around the village. Immediately, the village jumped up and down, maybe because they were tired, Yan Jiuyou and Tang San found a big rock and sat down to rest.

Yan Jiuyou patted his buttocks, stood up and looked at the rising sun and boasted, "Why do I look so handsome and suave!"

Not to mention, it's true, Yan Jiuyou in his previous life was plain-looking, but in this life he has a cute baby face, with occasional red flashes in his eyes, like a bloodthirsty beast, with a pair of sword eyebrows, fierce and powerful, when he grows up It can be seen that it must be a handsome guy who is unmatched in the past and present!

As for Tang San, because he often climbs mountains for exercise and often bears the warmth of the sun, his skin is a healthy wheat color, his short black hair looks very neat, and although his clothes are plain, they are also clean, not at all like his father, sloppy .

Tang Sanhao and Yan Jiuyou leaned on a big rock together, looking up at the sky, watching the sun rise gradually, Tang San sat cross-legged on the big rock, and began to practice Ziji Demon Eye and Xuantian Kung without any hesitation, because this was no longer two times at a time. time.

"I said Tang San, why can't you beat me when you practice Ziji Demon Eye and Xuantian Kungfu?" Yan Jiuyou asked in a frivolous tone, a little curious in his heart.

"How do I know." Tang San replied.

This is Tang San's history of blood and tears. In the past two years, Tang San and Yan Jiuyou fought hundreds of times, but Tang San couldn't beat Yan Jiuyou even once, which made him very depressed.

"Could it be that he also came here, why I can't beat him after practicing for so long, I'm not convinced" Tang San speculated in his heart.

In fact, what Tang San said was true, Yan Jiuyou had indeed traveled over here, and he also came from a world with advanced technology and prosperous martial arts.

Seeing that he was caught in Tang San's cultivation, Yan Jiuyou also started to practice. His cultivation method was not at all the same as Tang San's. Yan Jiuyou first put his palms up to the sky, and with his arms pressed down, covered his eyes, and then Then he put his hands on both sides of his legs, and his eyes instantly turned red, which was extremely strange.

One after another, red purple air floated in, and floated into Yan Jiuyou's eyes, while Tang San, who was on the side, had already completed his training, looked at this scene curiously.

At this time, what Yan Jiuyou is practicing is a martial skill "Yangmo Xuetong" from the previous life and the kung fu "Zifu Miji" from the previous life. "Yangmo Xuepu" has been cultivated to a high level, and he can judge life and death at a glance. Made it up, Yan Jiuyou said, "Cultivation is over and he cares so much."

The realms of the Yang Demon Blood Eyes are divided into entry level... subtleties... small success... great success... perfection... great perfection... perfection, and the same is true for "Zifu Miji".

Because the spiritual energy in the place where Yan Jiuyou lived in the previous life was thin, the two supernatural powers had only been cultivated to the peak of subtlety, so that the two great supernatural powers were buried. "In this life, I want to make the two supernatural powers shine in this different world," Yan Jiuyou secretly said.

Inner skill method "Zifu Miji" is the method of training pupils, "Yangmo blood pupil", the method of training hands is "Yin Yang hand", the method of grasping is "Fighting and Star Shifting", the method of lightening oneself is "God's ever-changing..."

As the red purple air slowly merged into Yan Jiuyou's eyes, Yan Jiuyou's eyes seemed to be a little redder.

"Little San, have you finished training? What are you looking at? I don't have any flowers on my face."

Tang San smiled awkwardly: "Haha, Brother Nine, you are so humorous, I just want to ask Brother Nine what kind of exercises you practice, why have I never seen it before?"

Yan Jiuyou's eyes were shining brightly, like a strange Shu Shu: "This exercise was given to me by an old grandfather, and then my grandfather saw that my bones were surprised. I must be a unique martial arts genius in the world, so he put all his martial arts skills together. Pass it on to me."

Tang San was stunned by the tiger, "Is Brother Jiu's talent so good?" (surprised face).

Yan Jiuyou replied: "Of course" (tsundere).

"It's no wonder Brother Nine can beat me, it turns out that there is a big man inheriting it." Tang San finally got a little more balanced in his heart.Afterwards, he fell into deep thought. He was thinking, could there be martial arts in this "Douluo Continent"?
Seeing Tang San sinking into deep thought, Yan Jiuyou broke into a cold sweat, and thought to himself: "It must have been fooled. No, no, no, we can't let him think any longer, or he will reveal himself."

"Tang San, Tang San."

Tang San came back to his senses and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong with Brother Nine."

"Little San, look how late it is, why don't you go back and cook for Uncle Hao, Tang Hao". "

"That's right, I even forgot to cook for Dad, will Dad be angry?" Thinking of this, Tang San ran wildly.

"Tang San, stop" Yan Jiuyou shouted quickly, looking at the running back.

Tang San turned back anxiously and said, "What's the matter?" Ninth brother, I have to go back and cook for my dad, and I'm in a hurry.

"Your house is almost out of rice, why don't you come to my house and ask for some rice before you go."

Tang San's eyes flickered, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Then I won't be polite", Tang San's family background is actually very bad, Tang San's father is a real old alcoholic, drinking every day except sleeping , so there is no source of income at all, Tang Hao's occasional hammering is just to make up for the family, and sometimes Tang San simply can't eat enough.

After a while, Yan Jiuyou and Tang San took two bags of rice and went straight to Tang San's house. Tang San's house was not far from the village head's house, and they arrived in a while.

Tang San pushed open the dilapidated door and walked in, and Yan Jiuyou followed closely behind. Tang San started the process of making breakfast as soon as he got home, and stepped on the bench skillfully, which made people feel distressed.

As for Yan Jiuyou, he could only help Tang San, there was no way, who made Yan Jiuyou lazy!

Yan Jiuyou, "What the hell, author dog, try hacking me again."

Dog author, "I wrote you, and why don't you tell others because you are lazy?"

Yan Jiuyou, "Damn it, I'm speechless."

Back to the topic, Tang San made the porridge and shouted to the room: "Dad got up to eat."

After a long while, the curtain of the door was lifted, and a tall figure walked out with a staggering pace.

It was a middle-aged man who looked about 50 years old, but his figure was very tall and burly. He was wearing only a torn robe with no patches on it, revealing the bronze-colored skin underneath. He was originally quite upright But his facial features were covered with a layer of waxy yellow, his eyes looked hazy, his hair was messed up like a bird's nest, and his beard hadn't been tidied up for countless days.

His eyes were dull and dim. Even though it was late, Tang San and Yan Jiuyou couldn't help frowning because of the smell of alcohol on his body.

This is Tang Hao, Tang San's father in this world. Tang Hao laughed and scolded Yan Jiuyou after seeing Yan Jiuyou: "You kid came to my house again to eat and drink."

Yan Jiuyou laughed "hehe" twice, didn't speak, and just buried his head in eating the porridge. Seeing Yan Jiuyou like this, Tang Hao didn't say much, and turned his head back to his seat to drink the porridge.

Tang San, who was eating porridge, suddenly said: "Dad, I want to be a blacksmith." Hearing this sentence, Tang Hao spit out the porridge in his mouth in one breath, almost choking Tang Hao to death, and turned around with a surprised expression. Looking at his son, Tang Hao said: "Little San, why do you suddenly want to be a blacksmith?"

Yan Jiuyou standing next to him can clearly see that Tang Hao's hand is trembling slightly, you ask Yan Jiuyou why he saw it standing up, because if I didn't hide quickly, or I would become a drowned rat now, Yan Jiuyou "en you*#*#%Tang Hao%%" (full of resentment).

Tang Hao seemed to feel Yan Jiuyou's resentment, and touched his head embarrassingly
Continue to ask Tang San: "Son, why do you want to learn blacksmithing?"

Tang San replied with a serious look: "Because I want to help Dad lighten a little burden"

Yan Jiuyou: "Does your father still have burdens? He eats and sleeps. I'm a ghost in my heart. You are a bad old man." "This is Yan Jiuyou's Psychological Activity".

Tang Hao was a little distracted, and murmured: "The blacksmith seems to be good." Tang Hao pulled an old chair and sat in front of the dining table and asked: "Little San, tell me what kind of blacksmith is the best blacksmith.

Tang San thought for a while, and said: "A blacksmith who can make divine weapons should be the best blacksmith."

He once heard people in the village say that there are artifacts in this world, although he didn't know what the artifacts were.But it should be good to put a word of God on it.

A mocking gleam flashed in Tang Hao's eyes, "Sacred Artifact? Xiaosan also knows the Divine Artifact.

Then tell me, what is the artifact made of?" Tang San didn't even think about it, and said directly: "Of course the best materials are used. "

Tang Hao stretched out an index finger, and shook it in front of Tang San, "If you want to be a qualified blacksmith, remember what I said, a blacksmith is at best a synthesizer. You are a master craftsman who forges artifacts out of ordinary iron."

"Use ordinary iron to forge a divine weapon?" Tang San looked at Tang Hao in surprise. On weekdays, Tang Hao seldom talked to him, and today was the most.

Standing up, Tang Hao pointed to a [-] cm square lump on the other side of the room, "I want to be a blacksmith and learn forging with me.

Well, you first forge it ten thousand times with a hammer.Only this qualification. "A fixed piece of ordinary iron contains a lot of impurities, which is much worse than the piece with iron mother.

"Now, you can still change your mind." Tang Hao said lightly.Ready to go back to the back room and go to sleep.

"Father, I'm willing to try." Tang San's voice was clear and calm, but contained a bit of firmness.Tang Wu looked at him in surprise, "Okay." While speaking, he walked over, picked up the big piece of iron, and put it directly on the stove next to the bellows, as long as the charcoal fire was lit, it could be forged .

Tang San began to forge!
Tang Hao thought this was over, and wanted to go back to sleep, but his immature hands grabbed Tang Hao's clothes
"Uncle Tang Hao" Yan Jiuyou said in a coquettish voice, Tang Hao couldn't help but fight a cold war with this voice, "Goosebumps came up.

Tang Hao turned his head, lowered his head, and looked down at Yan Jiuyou, Tang Hao said, "What are you doing?"

"I want to learn too."

"If you don't teach me, get lost!" Tang Hao's answer was straightforward, without any sloppiness.

"What the hell, this motherfucker didn't follow the script, shouldn't it be saying, okay, I taught you?"

Speaking of Tang Hao picked up Yan Jiuyou and threw it directly out of the door, Tang Hao muttered in his mouth: "Hmph! Eat my food, I still have to teach you something, it's impossible."

Yan Jiuyou looked up to the sky and shouted, this shouldn't be the protagonist's treatment!The world is unfair!Is this the loss of morality or the distortion of human nature?

(End of this chapter)