[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

When Tang San woke up from his coma, the sky was dark, the room was groggy, and he couldn't see his fingers.

I could vaguely hear the faint voices in my ears, and then slowly woke up from the coma.

I struggled to open my eyes, but my lips were extremely dry: "Water..."

The voices stopped for a moment, the footsteps stepped on, and the cold cup wall suddenly touched his mouth. Tang San was so thirsty that his throat was filled with blood, and he frowned and drank the water in the cup cleanly.

It seemed that a candle was lit, and a corner of the room was lit up.

Using the light, Tang San raised his eyes and finally saw clearly what the person feeding him water looked like.

"...you are...Oscar..."

There was some hesitation in his tone, and his peach blossom eyes were impressive, but after shaving, he looked 20 years younger.

Oscar touched his chin and smiled proudly: "You must be so stupid with your handsome face."

Tang San smiled helplessly, looked around, and found himself lying in a wooden house.

The room was not big, about a dozen square meters, about the same size as the house in Saint Soul Village. In addition to the bed he was lying on, there was another bed next to it.

The white owl was sitting on the bed looking at him, his eyes a little blank, not knowing what he was thinking.

"This is... the dormitory?" Tang San asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes." Oscar said, "The teacher said that this year there will be no separate dormitories for the two boys. They will all be transferred to my dormitory. It's a bit crowded, haha."

There were not many students in the past few years, and the dormitory has not been expanded. Living with three people is a bit overwhelming. Oscar secretly decided to find a time to discuss with Teacher Zhao and ask him to give advice to the elusive dean. .

Tang San nodded to show his understanding, and when he tried to hold up his upper body, his whole body felt sore.

He hissed softly, exhaled while holding back the pain, and asked, "Where are Xiaowu and the others?"

"It's great. I'm sleeping in the dormitory next door. The new girls this year are so beautiful. How many of us are worthy... eh?"

Hearing him mention this, Oscar's eyes lit up, he quickly walked to the white owl, hugged his shoulders, and led him to Tang San's bed.

While making an impassioned speech, he said: "Both of you are so excited!"

"Both of them have made Teacher Zhao so embarrassed. At least in the past few years since I entered school, I have never seen him look so embarrassed! One of them is a beauty in anger, and the other is crazy without knowing it. I admire him. admire."

The white owl felt at ease after being praised, and nodded in agreement.

Tang San sat up cross-legged and shook his head shyly.

After the soul power is exhausted, the body will feel the discomfort of exhaustion. Tang San is used to mobilizing the soul power to reduce the pain.

But facing Oscar's endless chatter, it was difficult for Tang San to enter a state of undistracted cultivation.

"I've already thought about it. Our dormitory's nickname is the Macho Trio!"

Oscar's cheeks turned red with excitement, as if he wished he could release his martial spirit on the spot.

White Owl said seriously: "I don't think so."

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, the White Owl was still reliable, it would be too shameful for a trio of macho men to go out.

Then the white owl raised a finger thoughtfully: "Not domineering enough. How about Shrek's No. 1?"

"What does Nanbo Bay mean?"

"Well...it means number one in the world."

"That's okay!"

Tang San:"……"

It was just a pain in my body at first, but now it seems that my temples are also starting to hurt.

After struggling to meditate and practice amidst the banter between those two people, Tang San endured it again and again, and was finally able to calm down and block those two people who kept talking.

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In the early morning, the sky was hazy and gray.

Tang San got up early in the morning, the depleted soul power in his body was replenished again, and his biological clock woke him up.

On a bed not far away, Oscar was sleeping unconsciously, and the other bed was empty. The white owl was not there, so Tang San didn't think too much.

Waiting for the sunrise every day to practice the Purple Demon Eyes has become a compulsory daily homework.

What's more, during the fourth consultation with Zhao Wuji yesterday, many Tang Sect hidden weapons were used, and there were also many poisoned ones, so they had to be recovered quickly.

According to his memory, he returned to the open space where Zhao Wuji assessed them yesterday and packed up his hidden weapons.Creating these things in another world undoubtedly took a lot of effort on his part, and he would not throw away what could be recycled.

At this time, while picking up hidden weapons, Tang San was thinking about yesterday's battle.

Facing a strong man like Zhao Wuji, he is indeed a little weaker. Although the hidden weapon can contain him to a certain extent, in the end...

"Who?!"

Tang San's eyes flashed, and he quickly turned around to look at the person who made the slightest movement.

When their eyes met, the white owl innocently held the hemp rope in his hand and smiled awkwardly at him.

The end of the rope was tied in a knot, and the other end was tied to a thick branch.

Tang San took a deep breath and closed his eyes, "It's not yet dawn, what are you doing there?"

If you read it correctly, that kid just put a hemp rope around his neck, right? ?

The white owl has a stubborn mouth: "I just came out to watch the sunrise. It's fun...haha..."

Tang San: Do you think I will believe it?

The person who was condemned by his eyes moved his eyes away without any guilt. His eyes were still circling around the circle of rope, looking like he had not given up yet.

"White Owl, wait for me there for a while." According to the information currently available, there's no telling what might happen if the White Owl is left here alone. Tang San thought about it, and decided to drag him with him. , to prevent flying moths.

He packed up the flying hidden weapons as quickly as possible, and quickly returned to his position with the blessing of the Purple Demon Eyes and Xuan Yu Hands.

After counting several times, Tang San was slightly satisfied that the consumption of the hidden weapon was not large.

Now I am considered a poor person, and I cannot make more powerful hidden weapons at this stage, so these basic ones are not easy to come by.

The white owl was waiting aside, curiously picking up a dart that fell at his feet, putting it in the palm of his hand and looking at it carefully.

"Xiao San, can this power produced by just relying on the strength of the wrist surpass the soul skill?"

Tang San: "...Why do you call me Xiao San?"

The white owl clicked its tongue, "Can't you call me? Just listen to Sister Xiaowu calling you that. It's easy to call you."

Tang San's earlobes were slightly red, so it couldn't be said that only people close to him called him Xiao San.

Seeing that the white owl was curious about the darts, Tang San coughed and explained simply: "The darts are the most basic hidden weapon in the Tang Sect, and they are also the most difficult hidden weapons."

It requires great accuracy and precision and therefore demands a lot on one's wrist and eyes.

It can be said that only by learning darts can you lay the foundation and learn more types of hidden weapons.

"The reason why hidden weapons become hidden weapons is that they are hidden. If you want to compete with soul skills openly, it will still be difficult."

It is still unknown whether the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus, etc. can be created.

Tang San: "However, you can try it first."

Although soul masters from other worlds are powerful, they rarely pay attention to training in this area.

I am quite interested in seeing the white owl, so it might as well give it a try.

"I thought it was fun."

White Owl murmured: "In the past, when I went to the market, there would be mobile darts and gun shooting stalls. They cost 20 yuan for fifteen shots. My classmate was not good at darts, but he was very good at shooting guns. Every time he had no bullets. Xufa even took a video for me..."

The white owl squinted his eyes for a long time, held the tail of the dart with two fingers, and threw it out with great force——

boom!

The pointed end was inserted into the trunk of the tree and bounced out, leaving only a small pit in the bark.

Tang San smiled: "It's pretty good that ordinary people can have such accuracy." And this is only if the technique is wrong.

The white owl said happily: "That's right."

After cheering, Tang San walked under the tree and bent down to pick up the darts.

After picking up all the hidden weapons, Tang San glanced at the east. The sun was about to come out. He put the darts into the soul guide, paused, and then turned around and called out, "White Owl? Let's watch the sunrise together?"

"Ah?" The white owl seemed surprised.

Tang San: "Want to watch the sunrise?"

Tang San actually didn't have much experience in dealing with a boy like Bai Owl who was not easy to get along with.

But in the outer gate of Tang Sect, there were many adopted orphans, ranging from toddlers to teenagers. Tang San spent time with them after practicing. He still knew a thing or two about how to coax children, so he jumped on the roof. , sitting down facing the rising sun.

He sat down cross-legged with his back to the white owl, and a flash of purple energy flashed through his eyes.

At sunrise, a flash of purple energy was absorbed by him. Tang San closed his eyes and adjusted his breath again.

There was some slight movement behind him, but Tang San didn't open his eyes. After the Purple Demon Eyes absorbed the purple energy, their color would change briefly.

Although it disappears in the blink of an eye, just to be on the safe side, you still have to make sure the white owl doesn't notice.

After waiting for a while, Tang San slowly opened his eyes, glanced back, and raised the corners of his mouth. The white owl was sitting behind him obediently, with his knees bent and a serious look on his face.

Tang San nodded.

Halfway through clicking, he turned around and frowned: "What's on your head?"

"Fruit."

"What are you doing with the fruit?"

The man raised the corner of his mouth and said with great interest: "Throw darts on my head later, can you perform a dart-sticking for me?"

Tang San:?There's something wrong with this guy.

He really didn't expect anything wrong today, it was just a simple beginning.