I of Douluo became Tang San's grass

Chapter 2 May [-]th
Eleven days later, Tang San had already swung 24 [-] hammers, and I counted them all at once. Looking at the sweaty young man hitting the iron lump with the hammer, every hammer and hammer seemed to be ticking every second, which was very hypnotic. I pulled the upper eyelids and pulled the lower eyelids, and the blades were bent.

This iron lump is really unbearable, it has shrunk to one-third of its original size, it was so tiring to float, I gently floated on Tang San's hair, enjoying the real rocking chair.

Ah, it's very comfortable, and the matter of Xiaosan's posting postings is completely unworthy of being compared with Duke Zhou.

Moreover.

How can one be addicted to masculinity when one is born as a human being! !
this is not right.

Tang San felt a slight touch on his head, and secretly smiled, this is... it can't float.

Thoughts were spinning, but the hammer in his hand was still hitting big... small iron lumps steadily.

In the middle, Tang Hao was lying on the bed, with a sallow face and dull eyes, but his eyes were filled with reminiscence.

He has seen Tang San's hard work and persistence for more than ten days. Originally, he expected that no matter how capable and innate the child is, he would have to give up within a few days, and he could teach him a lesson naturally. Let him be an ordinary person.But now, Third Sister, our blood is not content to be ordinary after all.

The sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning came in through the window, and a few strands sprinkled on Tang Hao's face, illuminating the man's sense of pride.

"Keep working harder, we can finish it today," Tang San outside the room was full of fighting spirit, unaware that his old father was already very proud of his son.

During the boring process of forging, Tang San's heart was not at peace. He knew too little about this strange world, and he had stayed in this small village since he was born. He was eager to know what the outside of the village was like. What is the grass, and I want to explore a wider world.

During the conversation with the villagers, he learned that on the Douluo Continent, there is no martial arts from his own world, but everyone has something called a martial soul.It is said that only a very small number of people can cultivate their martial souls and form a profession called soul masters, which is the most noble profession in Pangea.In the previous life, Tang San was chased and killed because he stole the secret knowledge of his sect as a foreign disciple, and he was not allowed to jump off a cliff to show his ambition.

This also made him understand the truth that a person's potential is not enough, status and status are equally important, without status, no matter how great the potential is, it is nothing.

"Tang Hao, I'm busy," when Tang San struggled hard to beat the small iron lump [-] times, an old but energetic voice came from outside the door.

"Little San, why are you?" Old Jack, who is in his 60s, has a slender figure, and his hair and clothes are neatly arranged, clean and tidy.

"This Tang Hao, you haven't woken up yet, and let you do such a heavy job for a six-year-old child, how can you be a father?" Old Jack frowned, and walked into the room with a cane, "Tang Hao, I I'll beat you to death...you who don't respect the old and love the young."

Tang Hao had heard the movement a long time ago, scratched his head lazily and opened the door curtain, avoiding Old Jack's crutch by the way.

"Children need to exercise more. What's wrong with learning to blacksmith and still being able to pick up my shop?"

"Hmph," Old Jack had never hit Tang Hao, but he couldn't lose his momentum, and would yell at Tang Hao every time he came.Looking at Tang San who came over to greet him with a smile, he reached out to touch his head, but he didn't want Tang San to avoid him.

"Grandpa Jack, you won't grow taller if you touch your head," Tang San didn't want the grass on his head to be touched, so he had to make up a childish reason.

And old Jack laughed, Tang San was precocious since he was a child, so it's rare to be so cute. "Okay, okay, don't touch your head, today is May [-]th, and this year's awakening ceremony will be three days later, Xiaosan remember to attend," said kind eyes and amiable voice.

Looking at Tang Hao, he changed instantly, frowning, "I will pick up Xiao San in three days, Tang Hao, let Xiao San have a good rest these few days, maybe Xiao San will become a great soul master in the future, our Holy Soul Village Another legend can continue.”

Tang Hao waved his hands indifferently, "What's so good about a soul master? They fight and kill all day long. Just be a blacksmith to support yourself."

Tang San just noticed that his father was a little taken aback when Grandpa Jack mentioned May [-]th. May [-]th, what kind of special day is it?Looking back on the previous years, he seemed to drink more tonight, and the next day he was so drunk that he continued to sleep soundly until evening.

Old Jack gave Tang San some advice and then left.

"Continue to strike iron, what are you thinking, come back with more wine tonight," Tang Hao said indifferently, his expression returning to normal.

At night, there are stars, and there are bursts of frogs in the fields, one after another, and a few birdsong in the mountains from time to time to correspond to it.The sound of frogs reminds me of the delicious and tender frog meat dry pot. If it is served with a glass of sour plum juice, it will be beautiful!
The orange lights were reflected in front of the window, Tang San watched his father silently pouring glass after glass of wine into his mouth.Not knowing if it was his hallucination, he heard one or two choked voices mixed with the swallowing sound.Lying in front of the window basking in the moonlight, I glanced at Tang Hao, hum, miss my wife.

Tang Hao's shattered hair covered his eyes, his voice was low and hoarse, "Little San, do you want to be a soul master?"

Tang San said without hesitation, "Think."

"Why?" Tang Hao sipped his wine.

"I want to become strong, protect what I care about, and also want to see the outside world." The voice is clear and bright, with dreams in mind.

"Being strong doesn't mean you can protect what you care about!"

"That's because it's not strong enough!"

…………

The starlight shines on the world, after chatting with Tang Hao about life and drinking wine, Tang San returned to his room, saw the cold light stop on the bed, I fell from mid-air, and rolled to Tang San's mattress skillfully.

"Sunshine bed, here I come~"

"Go away, go away, go away," I spread my whole body and turned from side to side, no one would see me anyway.

Cold.

"Is this grass of yours female?" A familiar and clear male voice asked full of surprise.

My whole body was stiff and I was floating uncontrollably.

It's over, it's over, it's seen! !

(End of this chapter)