Douluo's opening Chihiro disease

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The time was almost up, Tang San woke up leisurely and turned around, sensing his own changes, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction, got up and looked at Tang Ji not far away, and the trapped firewood beside Tang Ji.

Can't help but wry smile and said: "Brother Ji is always like this."

Since the two of them were sensible, their father had been drinking all day long, and the two of them managed the house. Going up the mountain to find firewood was one of them.

嗏

Every time Brother Ji came with himself, he always shouted tired on the way. He had to practice "Xuantian Kung Fu" at the specified time, and he had to practice with the morning sun.

After each practice is completed, when you turn your head, you can always see the firewood chopped by Brother Ji, and Brother Ji's bright and innocent smile.

Tang San was always indescribably moved.

past life.

He is an orphan and was adopted by the Tang Sect, but he is only an outer disciple among the Tang Sect.It doesn't matter if you don't get attention.

The point... I don't have any friends yet.

Not to mention brothers.

……

Seeing that Tang San was a little dazed, Tang Ji said: "Little San, it's time to go. The adoptive father is still waiting for us to go back and cook for him."

"Oh!"

Hearing Tang Ji's words, Tang San gradually became sober and nodded.

When he came to Tang Ji, he packed a bundle of firewood alone and went down the mountain.

It is difficult to go up the mountain.

Going down the mountain is not easy either.

I don't know how it is for Tang San?

But it was not easy for Tang Ji, he was just a six-year-old child, but he still persisted.

after all.

This is also a kind of cultivation.

……

Tang Ji and Tang San's home is on the west side of Holy Soul Village, at the head of the village.The three adobe houses can be said to be the simplest in the whole village.

Tang Ji and Tang San returned home, put down the firewood and started preparing to eat non-stop.

Because of the family.

The meals of Tang Ji, Tang San, and his father Tang Hao were just white porridge, fragrant white rice porridge, the kind with less rice and more water.

Life is really poor.

After Tang Ji and Tang San finished, they carefully filled three bowls of porridge and placed them on the table.Tang Ji shouted to the back room: "Father, it's time to eat."

After half a sound.

The door curtain inside was raised, and a tall figure came out slowly. He was wearing a torn robe that could even be patched, and his hair was messed up like a chicken coop.

The body still exudes a strong smell of alcohol, such a dress can compete with the leader of the beggar gang.

Who would have thought that Tangtang, a titled Douluo powerhouse, would have the qualifications of being the leader of the Beggar Gang, and no one would have imagined that it would be rumored.

There must be such a scruffy and embarrassing titled Douluo strong man in this small holy soul village!

Tang Hao sat directly beside the table, grabbing the bowl on the table, not afraid of being hot, and directly drank the porridge in the bowl.

After drinking three or four bowls in a row, Tang Hao was completely satisfied.

"Uh……"

Hiccupped, put the bowl on the table, got up and said calmly: "Xiao Ji, if Xiao San has work, you can take it for me first. I'll do it in the afternoon. Now I'm going to sleep for a while."

talking.

Then he stood up, stretched his waist, ignored Tang Ji and Tang San, and went straight to the inside.

Seeing such a look.

Tang Ji and Tang San were no strangers to it.

because.

They have long been used to all this.

The two looked at each other, smiled at each other and drank the porridge in their own bowls.

Although this porridge is made from ordinary white rice, it has to be said that it is really fragrant.It is several times better than the white rice porridge on the blue star in the previous life.

This Douluo Dalu is good!

It's just that the white rice porridge is so delicious. Who knows if the beasts and soul beasts here are captured and roasted, will it be more delicious?

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but swallowed.

The porridge in front of me is even more delicious.

……

After drinking the porridge, after Tang Ji and Tang San cleaned the pots and bowls, Tang San said: "Brother Ji, I'm going to learn how to forge iron later, do you want to join me?"

"Hit... strike iron?"

When Tang Ji heard Tang San's words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Just him.

Tang Ji couldn't help but look at himself. With small arms and legs, it was very difficult to even hold an ordinary hammer, let alone blacksmithing.

It would be nice not to hurt yourself.

Tang Ji shook his head quickly and said, "Little San, no more."

"I can't hold a hammer, so it's better to forge a hammer!"

It is impossible to strike iron.

It's not that blacksmithing is bad.

It's just that he doesn't want to be so ordinary, he is a man who wants to become a soul master, how can he be a blacksmith?

"Ok."

Tang San also nodded slightly when he heard the words.

indeed.

Brother Ji is not him, he has practiced "Xuantian Kungfu", and he has still cultivated to the first level of "Xuantian Kungfu".

He is far ahead of his peers.

Whether it is strength, eyesight, hearing, or some other aspects, he is far superior to ordinary people, so he can naturally hold a hammer.

but.

His sick brother is not necessarily.

He is just an ordinary person.

Tang Ji: "Little San, I'm going out for a walk."

"Bask in the sun and be back in a while."

"Yeah." Tang San nodded.

……

Tang Ji left home and walked on the small road in Shenghun Village, breathing the fresh air, and the soft sunlight fell down, making Tang Ji very comfortable.

Tang Ji murmured in satisfaction: "It's so comfortable! Take a walk after dinner, if you don't live 99, you can live [-]."

all the way.

Naturally, Tang Ji also saw many children around his age playing together, but after seeing Tang Ji approaching, these children subconsciously hid away.

He didn't want to have any contact with Tang Ji at all.

how to say?

Loving the poor and loving the rich does not only appear among the nobles, but also among many ordinary people. Tang Ji, who has been a man for two generations, naturally understands this truth.

These hairless guys don't want to play with him, and so does he.

Geniuses are isolated.

The strong are lonely

He Tang Ji is destined to become a strong and a man, but he will not be like these little kids.

Even if I don't have a martial soul in the end, I can't become a soul master without soul power.

But now he hugged the protagonist's thigh tightly.

The future is either rich or expensive, and the little wife is in her arms.Little days are not comparable to these guys.

After wandering around the village, Tang Ji went back.

Come back home.

Just in time, I saw that there was an extra guest in the house.

This is an old man.

He looks like he is in his 60s, with a slender body, but he is in a good state of mind, his clothes are clean and tidy, and his hair is combed meticulously.

This is the village head of Holy Soul Village. He seems to be called "Jack Ma". Everyone in the village likes to call him Old Jack.

Tang Ji saw this guest.

Instantly understood.

The plot is about to begin.

I was slightly excited in my heart, but he still suppressed it in my heart, not showing it on my immature face.

Walking in front of Old Jack, he asked curiously, "Grandpa Jack, why are you here?"

"Are you also here to find your adoptive father to forge iron?"