I was in Douluo, and Tang San stole my home at the beginning

Chapter 25 I think I don’t have to be afraid anymore.

"Grandpa, this is the state after being possessed by the beast spirit." Zhu Wu couldn't look at himself, but he didn't pay much attention to the unnecessary changes. The most important thing is that he was attracted by the information that came naturally to his mind after being possessed by the martial soul, and was slightly shocked.

I don’t have any extra thoughts, I just want to try it right away.

"Grandpa, take care of it."

"I change!" The soul power urged him, his whole body flashed with purple light, and then he felt a huge suction force suddenly coming from around his body. The next second, he was already in a strange space, and his whole body was wrapped in a ball of colorful light.

Raise your hand, it's a claw.

He transformed into a three-eyed demon fox.

"So, the reason why I can switch into the beast form is because of the space attribute attached to the martial spirit?"

Although all he could see was the three-eyed demon fox looking at the outside world, through looking inside, he could completely feel that he was in a special space.

Moreover, he could also see the six independent spaces in his stomach. They were six spheres filled with colorful light on the outside, less than one meter in diameter. There were various things that existed in him before floating inside. The last one was inside. A cloud of mist.

He understood that this was the medicinal waste and waste gas that Xiaobai stored in the inner space.

He has feelings that he can let out at any time if he wants. Just, it has to be in the form of farts.

It was a bit unsightly and could cause accidental injuries, so he decided not to show it in front of his grandfather.

"Grandpa, look, I've turned into a little fox." After coming back to his senses, he said and ran towards Zhu Gang.

When he got close, he jumped onto Zhu Gang's lap. Because the body is in a special space, it does not show its weight, but the perfect three-eyed demon fox body shape.

It’s simply a perfect replica!
  "This" Zhu Gang was so shocked that he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it. It was refreshing and cool, and the hair was very smooth.

"Xiao Wu, have you really turned into a little fox?"

"Of course it's fake. It's simulated using soul skills, but the simulation is exactly the same." The fox transformed by Zhu Wu spoke human words.

"Soul master is indeed a profession that can create miracles." Zhu Gang couldn't help but sigh.

"Grandpa, that's not all." Zhu Wu raised his head slightly, turned around and jumped off Zhu Gang's lap to the ground.

As soon as he glanced at Zhu Gang, the image of Zhu Gang suddenly appeared in his mind. With a thought, the images scattered and white light burst out all over his body.

The next second, an identical Zhu Gang stood on the same spot.

"This!" Zhen Zhugang was shocked.

Then he saw Zhu Gang's body in front of him, which was exactly like his own, suddenly disappeared, revealing Zhu Wu who looked slightly pale.

"Grandpa, the bigger this move becomes, the more soul power it consumes. My grandson can only maintain it for a short time now." Zhu Wu said helplessly.

"It's okay, it will get better in the future." Zhu Gang looked back at the surprise in his eyes and smiled in relief.

No matter what kind of magic Zhu Wu shows, he is always his grandson, not some monster.

"Yeah." Zhu Wu nodded, "Grandpa, I'll adjust my breath to restore my soul power."

After saying that, he walked to the side and sat down to adjust his breath.

After a period of time, after recovering his soul power, Zhu Wu once again summoned Xiao Bai to use his martial soul possession, and carefully understood the charm and clone skills.

The result is clueless. In the possessed state, you only need to inject soul power into the soul ring, silently recite the skill to be released, and then feel your eyes heat up, and the charm skill is triggered. But once the possessed form is released, or Xiaobai is separated from the body, that feeling will no longer exist.

"It's really not that simple." I couldn't help but sigh.

"But that's right. If it were so easy, everyone on the continent would already be able to create their own soul skills."

"I have to say that the training system in this world is really strange. After the soul master absorbs the soul ring, the soul ring is solidified on the martial soul, not the host. And the soul skills are on the solidified soul ring, and follow the soul ring. ." After understanding, Zhu Wu also completely understood the relationship between soul masters, soul rings and soul skills, "So, when Xiaobai leaves the body, it is equivalent to taking away the soul rings and soul skills."

"In this case, I can only direct Xiaobai to trigger the release of the soul skill, but the main body cannot trigger it, because the soul ring is not on me at all."

"But those possessed by a martial spirit won't, because the spirit ring is on themselves."

"So, if I want to understand the skills that Xiaobai inherited from the three-eyed demon fox, I have to study and understand the soul ring first."

"A magical world!" Zhu Wu could only comment like this.

"At this stage, I can only realize it through using it more often." He sighed secretly, sat down and recovered his soul power, and then continued the experiment.

Zhu Gang watched the whole process, his eyes full of relief. With such diligence, he felt that his grandson would definitely achieve great results in the future.

There was nothing to say all night. The next day, Zhu Wu got up early, made a fire to cook porridge, practiced movements in front of the rising sun to assist in the practice of Vajra Kung Fu, and then went into the house to help Zhu Gang get out of bed to have breakfast. After finishing, he helped Zhu Gang to lie down on a chair. , continue to test martial soul abilities.

It was the same in the afternoon, until the drug store owner arrived and started to prepare medicine for Zhu Gang.

At night, he continued to familiarize himself with Wuhun's abilities in front of Zhu Gang, and waited until Zhu Gang went into the room to go to sleep before starting to practice longevity skills.

In the following days, Zhu Wu was like this every day, spending all his time with his grandfather Zhu Gang.

As for Zhu Gang, his grandson is with him every day, and he can witness with his own eyes the whole process of his hard work in cultivation. He is making progress every day, and his smile is always on his lips.

Time flies, three months later, it’s Chinese New Year.

The air is getting colder after winter, and even though Zhu Wu has tried his best to keep warm, the cold still cannot avoid the erosion of Zhu Gang's body. Therefore, not long after winter entered, Zhu Gang lost the ability to move and had to lie quietly on the armchair to warm himself by the fire.

Daily clothing, food, housing and transportation all need Zhu Wu's care.

"Hey." Old Jack, who came to pay New Year's greetings, saw Zhu Gang's haggard face, and when he thought about his own age, he couldn't help but sympathize with him. When he glanced at Zhu Wu who was waiting for Zhu Gang, a trace of pity and relief could not help but rise on his face, and he felt more and more fond of him in his heart.

Thinking back to Tang San after returning to the village, he neither came to visit Zhu Wu, who had given him medicine seeds, nor was he his classmate. Thinking again that Tang San had come to steal Zhu Wu's medicine, he couldn't help but feel resentful in his heart. He wanted to tell Zhu Wu the truth, but thought that Tang San was also a soul master, and there was a little girl beside him who was also a soul master, so he suppressed the idea. If Xiao Wu really went to judge, he was really worried that he would be beaten.

It is said that a man has a human face and a beast's heart. After knowing that Tang San stole things, he was a little confused about Tang San, who was usually quite modest. After all, I, Tang Hao, really don't have a very good temper. Who knows if this son has imitated him, he is the same person at heart.

If he fails to judge and is beaten instead, then he has harmed Zhu Wu.

The key point is, as my son Jerry said, ordinary people like them can't help with the conflict between soul masters.

He shook his head, said hello, asked his son to put down his things, and then said goodbye and left.

In the end, Zhu Gang could not wait until the spring of the following year, and passed away just a few days after the New Year. Sitting on a chair in front of the fire, he looked at Zhu Wu who was in trance and looked at him with joy until his eyes were tired and he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After that, he never woke up again.

"Hey, Xiao Wu, don't be too sad. Lao Zhu went there with a smile on his face, so forget it and have no regrets."

Two days later, at the funeral, Old Jack patted Zhu Wu on the shoulder and sighed in relief.

"My condolences." Tang San's words were concise and to the point.

Xiao Wu behind him didn't say anything, just followed quietly, as if he wasn't used to this kind of scene.

Many people looked at her and the third brother with unkind eyes.

"Thank you." Zhu Wu forced a smile and answered simply.

The funeral was not intense and ended quickly. As for the old man's burial method, he did not choose a traditional burial, but chose to burn his ashes. In the future, if he can reach the top of the world, he will place the master's ashes in the most noble place in the world.

The old man has no chance to become a soul master in this life, so he will make the old man a person that the entire soul master world will remember.

He had fulfilled his filial piety before his death, and he would do something after his death.

At noon, tables and seats were arranged in front of the courtyard, and every household in the Holy Soul Village was there. Only Tang San and Xiao Wu did not come.

As for the reason, he didn't know, but he could feel that the villagers seemed to be deliberately alienating Tang San.

Half an hour later, after eating and drinking, the villagers said goodbye and left. However, many women still stayed to help pack things. By the time everything was packed up, it was already afternoon. Zhu Wu thanked them all, and then returned to Zhu Gang's grave to kneel down alone.

This kneeling lasted until evening.

Zhu Wu, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke softly when he saw that night was approaching and no one was around.

"Grandpa, when I first came to this world."

Talk about the past gently and talk about the depression in your heart.

"Grandpa, do you know? In order not to arouse suspicion, I have been pretending to be a child in front of adults and children of the same age since I was a child. But I know that only in front of you can I truly act like a child."

"I even gradually regarded myself as a real child. Although life was hard, I lived a very happy childhood."

"Honestly, when I first started, I doubted whether I would pretend to be schizophrenic for too long."

"Fortunately, not really."

"Because you are here, I can be a child with peace of mind, just like I was when I was a child in my previous life."

"Besides, sometimes I'm really afraid of offending Tang San. I'm afraid of death, and I'm even more afraid that you will be affected. I'm also afraid that you will be sad if I die, and I'm afraid that you will be alone, with no one to take care of you, and no one to accompany you. say."

"That would be unfilial to my grandson."

"And now, I think, I don't have to be afraid anymore."

"But you are no longer here either."

At this point, he fell silent again.

As night falls, the air becomes colder, and the mountain wind gradually rises from the cemetery located on the mountainside, blowing Zhu Wu's hair into chaos.

Zhu Wu sat quietly on his knees, feeling the coldness and tranquility.

Until an orange light glowed in the night, and a sound rang out.

"Xiao Wu, you are indeed here." It was the voice of Old Jack's son Jerry, mixed with the footsteps.

"Hey, Xiao Wu, go back quickly." Coming to his side, Jerry sighed: "It's getting cold. It would be bad if you freeze."

"I think the old man doesn't want to see you hurt because of him."

Hearing this, Zhu Wu took a deep breath, turned his head and forced out a smile, "Uncle Jerry, thank you."

"Let's go back."

"Here, let me help you." A smile appeared on Jerry's face, and he quickly reached out to support Zhu Wu, who had been kneeling for a long time.

The two of them supported each other and walked up and down in the night wind.

Taking advantage of the oily shine, Jerry used his peripheral vision to observe Zhu Wu's face from time to time, worrying that the other person would be overthinking and sad. But after several observations, I found that I seemed to be thinking too much. Zhu Wu's face was very calm, as calm as a clear pool, completely different from what he was during the day.

Just think about it!

Without thinking any more, he helped Zhu Wu steady and continued on his way with the oil lamp, heading towards the dimly lit place at the foot of the mountain.

　This part of the plot is a small change for the protagonist. It is difficult to read in chapters, so I will post it in chapters. About 6000 words, published in two chapters.

　　
  　
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