The odd number of Douluo

Chapter 2 Holy Soul Village

Holy Spirit Village.

If you just listen to the name, then this is definitely a rather surprising name, but in fact, this is just a small village with only about [-] households in the south of Notting City, Fasnoe Province.The reason why it is called the holy soul is because according to legend, a soul master of the soul saint level walked out of this place a hundred years ago, hence the name.

This is also the eternal pride of Saint Soul Village!
In the early morning, the warm sunshine once again shines on this quiet and peaceful village, dense mist floats in the forest, crystal dew slides from the delicate blue silver grass, startling the sleeping deer.

In the corner of Holy Soul Village, white smoke rose slowly from a hut.

In the small courtyard outside the hut, two figures faced each other at this moment.

"What are you looking at?" The burly middle-aged man said to the child in front of him.

A five or six-year-old child in front of him stared at him with staring eyes, and a smile formed on the corner of his mouth when he saw this: "Then why are you looking at me?"

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand suddenly slammed towards the child's face, punching through the air with a powerful punch, showing that there was no mercy in his momentum.

The child didn't show any surprise until when the middle-aged man's fist was less than three fists away from him, he said with a smile, "Daddy, you are getting slower and slower."

At the same time, the child's immature right hand raised up, and it was the first to catch the punch of the middle-aged man. The two arms, one big and one small, looked so asymmetrical, but the big hand couldn't do anything. The little hand stopped at a distance from his face with a punch.

The small hand seemed to want to hold the big one, but had no choice but to give up because of the large gap in size.

Seeing that he missed the hit, the middle-aged man immediately swung his sweeping leg towards the child. The child jumped lightly and then stepped down hard, hitting the middle-aged man's calf.

"Ouch, I'm going! Brat, hurry up and let go, it's about to break." The middle-aged man cried out in pain, begging for mercy repeatedly.

The child stepped on the middle-aged man's calf, and said leisurely: "Father, you are getting weaker and weaker. Back then, you could teach me a few fighting skills, but now you can't connect me with two moves."

"Oh, it's really boring." With one hand on his back, his immature face was raised 45 degrees to the sky, and his face was full of melancholy.

The middle-aged man's face twitched fiercely, and he felt sore in his heart, feeling so shameless.

But this kid is completely a freak, and his natural supernatural power can't be so outrageous.

"Are you my son?" the middle-aged man complained.

"Isn't it your son?! It's not your son, whose son is it!" At this moment, a plainly dressed woman walked out of the room, and just heard the middle-aged man's words. hit the middle-aged man.

Seeing this, the child smiled and jumped off the middle-aged man's calf, laughing beside him.

The middle-aged man immediately began to hide without restraint, but the woman refused to let her go, beating him so that he fled in the courtyard, repeatedly begging for mercy.

Zhao Xuan watched from the side, his thoughts gradually wandering.

That's right, you read that right, this child who is only five or six years old is exactly Zhao Xuan, and even Zhao Xuan himself didn't understand why he was reborn with his memories and came to this world that was completely different from his previous life.

Maybe it has something to do with the weird things after death, but this is not what he is concerned about at the moment.

Here, he is a brand new Zhao Xuan!A Zhao Xuan with a complete family!
Father Zhao Shi used to be a martial artist with good skills, but in this world where martial spirits are respected, outstanding personal strength is useless, and Zhao Shi's martial spirit is just a waste martial spirit - a hoe, so after traveling abroad for half a year Shi Quan returned to the Holy Soul Village disheartened, and became a farmer with peace of mind. Due to the geographical location of the Holy Soul Village, being a farmer is also a good job, and his life is decent.

And the mother, Mu Qin, is a peasant girl from a neighboring village of Shenghun Village, and her Wuhun is also a useless Wuhun—a pot spatula. In the end, she married Zhao Shi by some accident.

Zhao Xuan often teased Zhao Shi, even though his mother was not a shy beauty, but at least she was a rare Xiaojiabiyu, why did she fall in love with you, a reckless man.

Every time he comes here, Zhao Shi always looks proud, and the surrounding villages are full of useless martial spirits, but they can't beat my fists.

Although Zhao Xuan often laughed at it, he also became curious about this magical martial soul.

"However, it's coming soon." Zhao Xuan thought silently, the soul master in Notting City would send someone to awaken the martial soul in a few days.

On the one hand, Mu Qin greeted Zhao Xuan after tidying up Zhao Shi: "Son, it's time to eat."

Zhao Xuan responded, went in and had breakfast, greeted the two of them, and hurried out the door.

Zhao Xuan who went out did not wander around, and went straight to a small hill outside the village.

At the top of the hill, a familiar figure was sitting cross-legged.

A smile curled up at the corner of Zhao Xuan's mouth, and he tiptoed to the back of the figure. He was about to scare him, but he didn't want a helpless voice to come first.

"Xiaoxuan, can you stop being so boring."

Zhao Xuan curled his lips, lay down beside the figure, casually pulled a blue silver grass and chewed it in his mouth.

Goodbye to that figure, he is also a child who is not more than five or six years old. Perhaps he has often been exposed to the warmth of the sun, his skin is a healthy wheat color, his short black hair looks neat, and his clothes are plain but clean.

He closed his eyes lightly, and opened them again after a moment, with an imperceptible purple flash in his eyes.

"I said, little San, what do you see in the sun every day, you might as well sleep at home." The child's name is Tang San, and he is also a child in Saint Soul Village, and Zhao Xuan's only playmate.

Strange to say, there are several children of the same age in Holy Soul Village, but Zhao Xuan and Tang San, two seemingly lonely children, became playmates.

This may seem to be said by others. Maybe it is because they are all "solitary" children, maybe the communication is better.

But only the two of them know that the reason they catch eyes with each other is because the other party has a wonderful attraction, maybe they are of the same kind, but they are definitely not the so-called "solitary".

After all, Zhao Xuan didn't play with other children just because his psychological age was much older than them. As for Tang San, maybe it was because of this "more mature" thinking.

"I've said it before, this is a unique method, I can teach you." Tang San said softly, his voice was soft, but it felt a little warm and jade-like.

Zhao Xuan shook his head and said: "If you don't learn, you don't know how long you have watched the sun and haven't achieved great success. I don't know how long it will take to learn."

Tang San looked at Zhao Xuan seriously and said: "Nothing can be perfected overnight, the so-called dripping stone is like this, if you sink your heart into cultivation, with your talent, you should be able to get started very quickly."

Zhao Xuan suddenly stood up and looked directly at Tang San: "I said Xiao San..."

"What?" Tang San looked at Zhao Xuan curiously.

"You might as well change your name to Tang Sanzang." Zhao Xuan looked at Tang San seriously at first, but couldn't help laughing at the next moment.

"Tang Sanzang? Then... who is it?" Tang San looked at a loss, was there anyone named Tang Sanzang in his mind?

Looking at Tang San with an honest face, Zhao Xuan suddenly felt a little bored, rolled his eyes, and said, "Little San, how about we two coaches."

Tang San's body froze, and then he showed a forced smile to Zhao Xuan: "I still have to cook for Dad, next time."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Xuan's reaction, he quickly used Ghost Shadow Fan to escape, Zhao Xuan couldn't help but depressed: "Is it so scary?"

Tang San, who hadn't run far, stagnated, and at the same time showed a wry smile, not only was it terrifying, it was simply terrifying!

Thinking of the last time when Zhao Xuan missed a punch and shattered a tree as thick as a bowl, Tang San was terrified. Is this really something humans can do?
Zhao Xuan looked depressed, staring blankly at the rising sun.

"By the way, I didn't eat anything indiscriminately. How did my physical fitness become so strong?"

(PS: The explanation for the similarity between the two is that Tang San was an otaku for n years in order to be Buddha's wrath Tang Lian, and Zhao Xuan, as a hacker, was also an otaku for n years.)
(PS: The explanation of Zhao Xuan's physique, the soul has been baptized by chaos to have a little bit of the nature of a chaotic demon god, and the soul affects the body.)
(I didn’t go out of the cliché of the same person before, and there are a lot of content following the original work, and the author is improving later. Also, the protagonist’s original world can also be regarded as a parallel world. Without the book Douluo Dalu, he doesn’t know the so-called plot.)
(End of this chapter)