Chapter 2 Where Dreams Begin
Six years later.

Douluo Continent, southwest of Tiandou Empire, Saint Soul Village.

Just after dawn, a faint white fish maw rose in the mid-air in the far east.

This place is full of large areas of farming land, rich in food and vegetables. The reason why it is named Holy Soul is because according to legend, a soul master of the level of Soul Sage appeared in this small village a hundred years ago, so it was named Holy Soul Village.

On a hill that is only [-] meters high adjacent to the holy soul village, there is a thin figure who is practicing cross-legged. He is about five or six years old, and his skin is healthy and wheat-colored.

The boy's eyes were staring fixedly at the white belly that was gradually brightening in the east. He inhaled slowly through his nose and then exhaled slowly from his mouth, forming a wonderful cycle.

At the same time, there was a hint of purple in his eyes.

He didn't close his eyes slowly until the fish-belly white was completely replaced by the morning light.

This boy's name is Tang San, and he was given the nickname Tang Fozu. The motto is that you have the way to die, and most people dare not provoke him.

Tang San said dejectedly: "Why can't my Xuantian Kungfu still break through the bottleneck of the first level? Even the Purple Demon Eyes, which need to rely on purple energy to come east and can only cultivate in the early morning, are still improving. Could it be that this world is different from me? Is the original world different?"

The next second, Tang San heard a slight sound of footsteps, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and that little face that was only five or six years old showed a killing intent that didn't match his age.

"Who is it?" Tang San snorted coldly, looking down the hillside.

I saw a little boy with a pretty and immature face, about the same age as Tang San, with a blue silver grass that can be seen everywhere in the village in his mouth, walking towards Tang San with a taste of chewing .

He is Xiao Yan who traveled to Douluo Continent after sealing Emperor Huntian.

It's just a pity that Xiao Yan seems to have lost part of his memory now. He doesn't remember his previous experience on the Dou Qi Continent, but only vaguely remembers that he is a Blue Star.

That is to say, Xiao Yan now only has the memory of before crossing to the Dou Qi Continent, temporarily forgetting what he experienced on the Dou Qi Continent.

It was rumored that he would rather be Xiao Yan's younger brother than Tang San's brother.

Why do you say this way?
Because in terms of experience, you can lie down directly with Xiao Yan, and your life will not be in danger anyway.

And you can go directly with Tang San, but it's the kind of trip that falls into a box, and in the end, you will be licked by Tang Buddha.

If you don't believe me, look at the 10-year-old soft bone rabbit.

As for saving people, no matter what kind of friendship you have with Xiao Yan, the stepping master, he can always be one step faster than the enemy's sword, and he will return the pill as medical expenses afterwards.

But Tang Shenwang, the bag licking expert, is always one step slower than the enemy's knife. He arrives at the scene when you are completely hopeless, and then licks the bag with tears in his eyes.

If you don't believe me, look at the Titan Giant Ape and Azure Bull Python.

In terms of gratitude, after Xiao Yan got the strange fire from Canaan College, he finally found another one, against Guan Tang God King Tang Fozu, Dugu Bo's Binghuo Liangyiyan, obviously asked him to take some fairy grasses, and finally But it became the personal property of their Tang family.

In terms of titles, Xiao Yan was called Haibo Dong Hailao when he was a great master, and he was called Hailao after the emperor. On the other hand, Tang San Dai Boss in the early stage, Dai Mubai in the middle stage, and even bullied his descendants in front of Dai Mubai after becoming a god. Huo Yuhao.

The two are simply a stark contrast.

There is Yao Lao in the Endless Fire Realm, but Yu Xiaogang is not seen in the God Realm.

Now Xiao Yan has traveled to the Douluo Continent and Tang San has become brothers, let's see where the gears of fate will take them?

"Little San, it's time to go back and cook." Xiao Yan said lightly.

Tang San looked up at the sky, said: "It's time to go back, Dad should be getting up soon, I have to cook some porridge for him."

But at such a moment just now, Xiao Yan clearly felt the vigilance displayed by his twin brother, and even within this vigilance, there was a faint killing intent hidden.

This also made Xiao Yan frowned indistinctly.

Xiao Yan discovered that his younger brother was different since he was a child. He was usually taciturn and didn't want to get close to others. He liked to forge small hidden weapons when he was fine. Yan still could tell at a glance that Tang San was not from Earth.

The two brothers usually get along day and night, Xiao Yan found that Tang San not only had extremely feudal thinking, but also had a bit of persecution delusional syndrome, and he would say something about death at every turn.

It's a bit like the Jianghu assassin in the martial arts novels he read in his previous life.

Xiao Yan and Tang San's house lived on the west side of the Holy Soul Village. The three earthen houses can be said to be the simplest in the village, with a very simple hammer painted in the center.

Hammer in the broadest sense here represents a blacksmith.

After entering the house, Tang San skillfully came to the stove, stepped on the wooden bench, and lifted the lid of the big iron pot above.

From the age of four, Xiao Yan and Tang San couldn't reach the stove, so the two brothers had to cook for their father Tang Hao.

Ever since he was a child, Xiao Yan didn't know what a father's love is. Tang Hao didn't care about him and Tang San. They even couldn't eat enough for a time.

Fortunately, with the help of the village head, Old Jack, and the fact that Xiao Yan and Tang San are adult soul wearers and have a basic understanding of things, this made the two brothers not starve to death.

There wasn't even a decent table and chairs in the house, and it was a problem for the father and son just to eat, but under such circumstances, Tang Hao would still exchange his meager income for drinks.

In the fight against the sky, Xiao Yan couldn't recognize Xiao Zhan as his father at the beginning. It was Xiao Zhan's care for Xiao Yan for many years, even if Xiao Yan lost his fighting spirit, his love only increased, and Xiao Yan recognized it. this father.

With Tang Hao's current behavior, Xiao Yan would not recognize him as a father.

After all, Xiao Yan retained the memory before he traveled through Dou Po, and he is an adult who has experienced the baptism of modern society.

Although he didn't recognize Tang Hao's father in his heart, people were like iron and rice was steel, and the two brothers still had to eat. Xiao Yan was forced to cook rice with Tang San every day, make firewood and cook the porridge.

If it wasn't for his young age and his unfamiliarity with the place where he lived, with Xiao Yan's character, he would have already severed ties with Tang Hao, his alcoholic father, and ran away from home.

After the porridge was cooked, Tang San picked up the three bowls on the stove, carefully filled the three bowls of porridge from the pot, and handed them to Xiao Yan to put them on the table behind him.

"Father, it's time to eat." Tang San called into the room.

After a while, the door curtain of the room was lifted, and a tall and mighty figure walked out with some staggering steps.

This is a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s. His body is very tall and burly, with bronze skin, his face seems to be covered with a layer of wax, his hair is messy like a bird's nest, and he looks sleepy.

Xiao Yan couldn't help frowning because of the tangy smell of alcohol all over his body.

This is Tang Hao, Xiao Yan's father in this world. Perhaps because of the strange fire that fell from the sky on the day Xiao Yan was born, Tang Hao named him 'Tang Yan'.

But Xiao Yan never recognized this name, even for a time in his heart he did not recognize this alcoholic father, secretly he named himself Xiao Yan.

As for the surname Xiao, he himself didn't know.

It always feels like everything is destined in the dark.

After seeing the porridge on the table, Tang Hao was not afraid of being hot, so he directly grabbed the bowl and poured the porridge into his stomach in big mouthfuls. After a while, his dark yellow complexion became a little more radiant.

Soon, Tang Hao drank up the whole bowl of porridge. He picked up the bowl in his hand and poured another bowl of porridge into the pot. Then, another bowl...and another bowl.

Eighty-nine percent of the pot of porridge entered Tang Hao's stomach. He let out a sigh of relief after eating and drinking, and then slowly put the bowl on the table.

As a father, he doesn't seem to care whether his two children are full.

Tang Hao's drooping eyelids opened a little bit, looked at Xiao Yan and Tang San, and said sleepily: "If you have work, you should take it first, and I will do it in the afternoon. I'm a little sleepy and then go to sleep."

Tang Hao's work and rest are very regular, he sleeps in the morning, and builds some farm tools in the afternoon when he has time, as income to buy low-quality ale.

ps: Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket.

(End of this chapter)

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