My mother of Douluo is the transmigrator

Chapter 3 Holy Soul Village

Could it be that they came to steal fish?
Seeing this weird young man standing beside his basket of fish, Yulin couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Although I don't know why a kid has such a strong sense of oppression, and I don't know what the red 'Qi' guy represents, but looking at this kid's yellow and thin face, he is malnourished.

Especially those eyes, which were so hungry that they glowed purple.

titanium!He Fangxiao dared to come and steal his fish!

"I am from Holy Soul Village. I came here to fetch water. Who are you? Why have I never seen you in the village?"

The blue-haired boy's voice was a little immature, but cold and clear, he kept vigilant and looked at the jade scales stepping barefoot in the river.

Tang San retracted the Ziji Demon Eyes, frowned, subconsciously wanting to find something convenient, and remembered that he had long since lost all the hidden weapons of his previous life.

Isn't the sense of security gone?

Although Tang San seldom interacts with the children in the village, he can still tell that the other party is definitely not from the village.

Not to mention that face that was prettier than a girl, at first Tang San really thought it was a girl, mainly because the long silver-white hair was so eye-catching, and the bright golden pupils with a divine aura.

This is something that anyone who sees it will never forget.

Moreover, the senses given to him by the other party are completely different from those of the same age in the village. He saw the scene of catching fish just now. Be sure to win the opponent.

Different from Tang San who was still scrupled, Yu Linzhi had surprise on his face after hearing this:
"Holy Soul Village? Are you from Holy Soul Village? So this place is very close to Holy Soul Village?"

The stalemate collapsed instantly like a dike, and the tense scene changed, and after hearing Tang San talking about the Holy Soul Village, Yu Linzhi blinked her eyes and retreated from embarrassment.

Said, Yulin Zhixing broke through the open water, and walked back to the shore barefoot, every time the two sharp spears in his hands dangled, Tang San hesitated, completely confused about the current situation.

Tang San squinted his eyes to measure the distance between the two, thinking whether it would be better to squat down and pick up a few stones at this moment.

"Since this place is so close to the Holy Soul Village, who would sleep in the wild at night?"

Yulinzhi came to the shore and picked up his shoes with one hand, and with the spear in his hand, he picked up the basket containing a few plump and fresh fish to resist behind him.

"I don't know the way very well. Since you are from the Holy Soul Village, can you take me to the Holy Soul Village? I can treat you to fish."

Yulin had an innocent face, with a brilliant smile on his face, Tang San found that the other party was no different from those peers in the village at this time.

After all, he was only a five or six year old kid, what was he thinking, Tang San sighed in his heart, temporarily letting go of his vigilance.

"What are you going to Holy Soul Village for?"

"Is there a blacksmith named Tang Hao in your village?" Yu Linzhi asked enthusiastically.

Hearing his father's name, Tang San frowned again: "What do you want Tang Hao to do?"

"Hearing you say that Uncle Tang Hao is in Holy Soul Village? I was kicked out by my mother, and she asked me to join a blacksmith named Tang Hao in Holy Soul Village."

Tang San's expression froze for a moment, he looked Yu Linzhi up and down, but it didn't look like he was lying.

It's just that the more this happened, the more puzzled Tang San became.

Father's...relative?
As far as his father's scruffy image is concerned, it is really impossible to connect with the silver-haired boy who looks like a little fairy in front of him.

"Let's go, little fellow, lead the way, the sun will be setting soon."

Yu Linzhi walked in front and turned to remind the other party, with a bright face as if he was unsuspecting, but from the beginning to the end, his Wuhun fantasy pupil was not closed.

He discovered just now that the soul power in this little ghost's body was concentrated, and it quietly circulated to his eyes, hands and legs, and the jade scales of the method that circulated the soul power looked amazed and quite miraculous.

Is this the outside world? It's so different from Huojia Village.

Yulin's heart is full of Qi Qiran, and she feels that it is so difficult to deal with a little ghost at random, and it doesn't look like it is easy to fool around.

For a few moments, Yu Linzhi saw an attacking posture on the opponent, and the movement of the hidden flesh under the worn clothes did not escape his eyes at all.

"Hi, my name is Yulinzhi, what's your name?"

"Tang San." Tang San said lightly.

"Oh, you are Tang San? So you are Uncle Tang Hao's son?"

Finally found the young man who could lead him to lie down and win as long as he "kneel and lick" in the future, Yu Linzhi was instantly refreshed, a little excited, but looking at the other party's face without any emotional fluctuations, he still said the sentence "be my Wings, Tang San!" Swallowed back into the stomach.

Forget it, anyway, I still have the "Eighteen Styles of Kneeling and Licking" given by my mother. Although I don't know why my mother is so familiar with this kid, and is so sure that the other party will become a god in the future, but my mother has her own reason, so I will do it That's right.

Thinking about it this way, the jade scale will be on all the time, and the martial soul will be closed, and the golden light will gradually disappear.

Hearing this strange white-haired boy reveal his identity, Tang San confirmed that the other party knew his father, or knew about his family's situation, nodded without any other expression on his face, and led the way silently.

"What's wrong with your eyes...?"

Finally, Tang San still couldn't help asking, the main reason was that the opponent's state just now was similar to his own Purple Demon Eyes.

Could it be that the other party also has eye skills like himself, but is there really such a thing in this world of martial arts?

"Well, my martial spirit is the eyes, so it will appear like you just saw." Yu Linzhi replied indifferently.

Tang San was taken aback after hearing this: "There is still this kind of martial spirit, it is actually my eyes!"

This kind of eye-like Martial Soul was born tailor-made for Ziji Demon Pupils. If the other party had cultivated Ziji Demon Pupils, he would easily be able to step into a realm that he had never been able to enter!

"Indeed, anything like a martial spirit is possible."

Yu Linzhi admitted that so far, he didn't think there was anything magical about his Wuhun, the pupil of fantasy.

In other words, you can see more clearly, see farther, and see the flow of soul power in the body under other people's clothes.

It can also allow myself to confirm whether the opposite party is a big boss, and whether it is time for me to pretend to be a grandson.

……

The two returned to Holy Soul Village all the way. Some people in the village saw Tang San come back with a white-haired boy. There were vague figures onlookers, but no one stepped forward to ask.

The young man was very good-looking, making people suspect that he was a nobleman in Notting City, Yu Linzhi smiled sweetly at a girl who was watching from a distance.

As the sky darkened, you could still see the little girl's face glowing red, and her head was steaming as she ran away.

Old Aquaman.

Finally all the way back to Tang San's house, it was a very dilapidated room, when the door was opened, the unpleasant smell of iron filings mixed with alcohol came out.

Yu Linzhi just took a step and paused, wanting the mixed and unpleasant smell to dissipate before going in, but Tang San who was already used to this smell was a little embarrassed.

Just now the two chatted for a while, Yu Linzhi told Tang San again what Huo Linger told him about Tang San and Tang Hao, making Tang San believe that this young man really came to join his father distant relatives.

Tang San was rather happy, because for several years, his father and himself had been the only two at home, but now news came from his father's old side.

Yulinzhi let out a sigh of relief, with a complicated expression on his face.

The house was not even turned on, and it was dark. I wondered if this is the residence of that Haotian Douluo. What kind of blow could make such a stalwart person indulge in alcohol and refuse to face the reality.

All these, Huo Ling'er told him, but seeing this scene, Yu Linzhi still couldn't help lamenting the impermanence of life.

Forget it, he is just a six-year-old fart kid, so there are so many sighs in life.

Thinking about it this way, Yu Linzhi put on a face of innocence and simplicity, and a tall figure just appeared at the door.

(End of this chapter)