Douluo continent: glasses boy

Chapter 3

Early the next morning, Zhang Yu went to the village chief's home.

"Grandpa, village chief, I want to go to the soul master school." Zhang Yu didn't beat around the bush, but went straight to the point.

After all, what bad intentions could a one- or six-year-old have?

The village chief narrowed his eyes, and then said in his old voice, "Is it Xiao Yu? You want to go to the soul master school, then you are the kid with the ninth level soul power yesterday, right?"

"Hmm, yes."

After receiving the response, a light flashed in the village chief's eyes.He bent down and touched Zhang Yu's head lovingly.

"Xiao Yu, didn't the soul master ask you to go to the Wuhun Hall yesterday? Didn't you go?"

"I called, but I don't want to go, because Zhang Da said that the soul master school is more fun and has a lot of interesting things..." Zhang Yu pretended to be innocent.

"That's it..." the village chief thought. Yesterday, the soul master had such a bad attitude and made his beloved grandson cry. He wanted to bring Zhang Yu back to the Wuhun Hall to improve his performance, but there was no way.

Moreover, if I send Zhang Yu to the soul master school now, his feelings for us will definitely be better than those in the Wuhun Hall. If he really becomes a soul master in the future, he might be able to help the village.

The village chief had a wishful thinking and smiled, "Okay, Xiao Yu, I'll go tell the chief of the next village and let you go this year."

"Yeah, thank you, Grandpa Village Chief. I'll go back and pack my things first!" Zhang Yu jumped back under the sight of the Village Chief.

It's said to be packing, but it's not much.Just a few clothes, some copper soul coins and necessary food.

Zhang Yu grew up eating hundreds of meals in the village, but he will definitely not be able to do it in the city. It seems that he has to find a way to make money.

Then, Zhang Yu went to Zhang Zhao's house. Their family had been taking care of him when he came.

Moreover, at that time, he remembered that Zhang Zhao seemed to have awakened level five soul power, which was not bad.But I don’t know what the village chief said to him yesterday, so he made a fuss and said he didn’t want to be a soul master.

"Aunt Juan, Uncle Fang, this is Xiao Yu." Zhang Yu knocked on the door politely.

A woman opened the door. Her hair was a little white, and she was wearing a gray-blue gown that had faded after washing. She looked at Zhang Yu and smiled, "Xiao Yu, you are here to see Xiao Zhao, right?" I don’t know why I was bothered when I came back yesterday, but that brat is now at the top of the hill behind.”

"I know, Aunt Juan..." Zhang Yu hesitated for a moment, "By the way, Aunt Juan, I'm going to the soul master school tomorrow. I may not see you guys anymore, but I will definitely come back during the holidays. , and then bring you many good things in big cities..."

Zhang Juan interrupted what he said, "Xiao Yu, you are very powerful. You can go to the soul master school, but you have to study hard when you go to school. Come back to visit your aunt after the holidays. When you come back, your aunt will make you yours." My favorite is the chive pancake... Also, if you go there alone, you will definitely need money and a lot of things. I have some here, come on, let me go into the house with you to get them."

Zhang Yu's eyes couldn't help but become moist as he watched Aunt Juan give him everything.

There were clothes, pickles, and even bedding... After Zhang Juan finished moving the things, she secretly stuffed a small money bag into him, "Xiao Yu, go over there and have a good time."

In the evening, Zhang Yu packed up his things and went to the back mountain to look for a photo.

Zhang Zhao was lying on the stone, dazed, and if he looked closely, there were dried tears on his cheeks.

Zhang Yu patted him on the shoulder, and Zhang Zhao was jumped. He was relieved when he saw that it was Zhang Yu.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Yu decided to care about him.

"Brother Xiao Yu, I awakened my martial soul yesterday, which is a sword, and I also awakened the fifth-level soul power. The soul master said that I have great potential, and the village chief also said the same. He asked me to go to the martial soul hall to study. I wanted to agree from the beginning, but then I thought about my parents, and I asked them if I could go home often. They said no, and said that I needed to be independent and not miss my mother all the time..."

"I can't do it. My parents were born in old age. They can't have children now. They love me, especially love me. They will be sad if I leave, but I also want to become a soul master. I After I become a soul master, I will move to the city, so everyone can eat meat every day... and I still don't want to leave them..." As he spoke, Zhang Zhao gradually began to choke on tears.

"So, I rejected them and said that I didn't want to learn, but I really wanted to become a soul master..." Zhang Zhao seemed to be tired.

Zhang Yu looked at him and said, "Zhang Zhao, I am going to the soul master school tomorrow, but I will be back during the holidays. When I come back, I will teach you how to practice. When you are tenth level, I will take you to find the soul ring." …OK."

Zhang Zhao looked at Zhang Yu and hugged him, "Thank you, thank you...Brother Xiao Yu."

"This is a small ornament that can be hung around your neck." Zhang Yu suddenly took out something.

This was actually exchanged by Zhang Yu with his only ten points. It looked like a shrunken knife, very delicate, but of no use.

Just because Zhang Yu found that it matched Zhang Zhao's martial spirit very well.

Sure enough, Zhang Zhao couldn't put it down and played with this small knife.

But he still didn't take it, "No, Brother Xiao Yu, this is too expensive, I don't want it."

Zhang Yu rubbed his head and said, "It's okay. At worst, you're giving me one."

Zhang Zhao patted his head and took out a slightly worn small clock that his father bought for him in the city a few years ago. He usually treasures this thing very much and is reluctant to let others touch it.

"Forget it, get something else..." Zhang Yu said helplessly.

"No, just put it away." Zhang Zhao was very persistent at this time.

Zhang Yu looked at him and took the things away.

The bright moonlight reflected the figures of the two little boys on the mountain.

(End of this chapter)