Douluo's life to the end

Chapter 120 The Hateful Rabbit

The electric light that jumps at your fingertips is my eternal belief in this life, and only my super electromagnetic gun will last forever!
This cannon took away three years of Tang San's lifespan!
Three years later, the Douluo Continent, the southwest of the Heaven Dou Empire, the Fasino Province, and the Holy Soul Village!
The reputation of this village is extremely resounding, and there is no need to say much about the reason.

Outside the holy soul village, there used to be large tracts of farming land, and the food produced here, as well as the food and vegetables produced here, were all supplied to Notting City.

Although Notting City is not a big city in the province of Fasno, the ancestors of Xiao Yu, the current lord of Notting City, were from the Holy Soul Village, so compared to the Wanghun Village and Emperor Soul Village next door to the Holy Soul Village It can be said that the life of the villagers in Shenghun Village is better than other places.

It's just that some strange things have happened in recent years, which has caused the harvest of many villages to drop a lot, so the heads of many villages have gray hair.

Before dawn, on a small hill outside Holy Soul Village, a three or four-year-old boy with wheat-colored skin sat down here. With a touch of purple air, slowly inhale, exhale, and repeat this cycle.

What he is practicing is a kind of pupil technique called Ziji Magic Eye, which needs to rely on the early morning purple air to practice.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and said to himself: "Today I have finished training Xuantian Kungfu and Ziji Demon Eyes, it's time to harvest blue silver grass for money."

The three or four-year-old boy in front of him was naturally Tang San who jumped off the cliff at Tangmen, and then was complained by Mr. Tang Da that he was out of his mind.

I don't know if there is only God's will in the dark, or what, Tang San doesn't know whether it's rebirth or taking home, he came to this world, his name is still Tang San.

What is different from ordinary children is that although Tang San looks like a three or four year old child, his physical abilities are completely incomparable to ordinary children.

I saw that a small sickle drew strange arcs in his hand, as if the sickle was flying in the air, cutting off all the blue silver grasses.

In a short time, a large bundle of blue silver grass was piled up beside Tang San.

He glanced at these blue silver grasses, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "These blue silver grasses weigh three to four catties, it seems that Dad's wine money has been settled."

In Tang San's life, he had a father named Tang Hao, who was currently working as a blacksmith in the Holy Soul Village, and his favorite thing to do was to drink heavily.

And the appearance is extremely sloppy, unkempt, and likes to oppress him Tang San, you must know that when Tang San is close to three years old, he has to get up to cook for himself and his father, which is completely using child labor.

But he, who had never enjoyed the love of his father in his previous life, cherished it very much.

"It's time to go back."

Tang San looked at the sky, his thin body jumped up, and ran down the mountain, with every step he took, he was able to get closer to ten feet.

At the entrance of the Holy Soul Village, the former young boy Jack is now gray-haired and old, with his back bent and his cloudy eyes full of sadness.

Because most of the food and vegetables that they depended on for survival were ruined last night by those nasty rabbits.

This incident happened three years ago. The rabbits in the nearby forest seemed to have gone crazy for some reason and kept ruining the food grown in the village.

And Jack had inquired, not only in his holy soul village, but also in other villages.

"Hey, I don't know if there is a way to curb these hateful rabbits at the town meeting held by the city lord today and tomorrow afternoon." Jack sighed helplessly.

"Grandpa Jack!" An immature child's voice came, and a little boy walked slowly from the foot of the mountain carrying a bamboo basket taller than himself.

Hearing this, Jack looked up at the foot of the mountain, and a smile appeared on the old man's face: "So it's Xiaosan, come here and let Grandpa have a look."

The little boy was Tang San, he smiled, put the bamboo basket in his hand beside Jack, and said to him: "Grandpa Jack, hello."

Jack is the head of Holy Soul Village, and he often supports Tang San's family, so Tang San respects him very much.

Jack nodded, with a smile on his wrinkled face, and asked, "So early, did you go to cut the blue and silver grass on the hill?"

Tang San smiled and said: "Yes, subsidize the family."

Jack shook his head, he naturally knew what Tang San meant by subsidizing the family, it was just to buy wine for his alcoholic father.

For Tang San, this smart and sensible child, Jack loves him very much, but for his alcoholic father Tang Hao, Jack really hates him.

If it wasn't for the fact that the agricultural tools made by Tang Hao were durable and sold well, he would have driven this Tang Hao out of the village long ago.

"Hehe, I really don't know why Tang Hao has such a well-behaved and obedient son like you." Jack laughed.

Tang San smiled without saying a word, he thought to himself, maybe his father wouldn't have thought that he was reborn in this body.

As if thinking of something, Jack said to Tang San: "By the way, grandpa is going to Notting City tomorrow, Xiao San, do you want to go with grandpa?"

Tang San was taken aback, pointed to himself, and asked as if he heard right, "Grandpa Jack, are you asking me?"

Jack smiled and said, "Is there anyone else here besides the two of us? Do you want to go to Notting City with Grandpa Jack?"

Tang San thought for a while, and said: "Okay, Grandpa Jack, it just so happens that there is nothing to do this afternoon."

He came to this world, spent more than a year to learn the language of this world, but apart from the holy soul village, Tang San has indeed never been to other places.

Although Notting City is a small city, it's good to go out and broaden your horizons, Tang San thought so.

Jack lifted the bamboo basket full of blue and silver grass, and said with a smile, "Okay, grandpa will call you at your house this afternoon."

"Yeah, goodbye, Grandpa Jack." Tang San said with a smile.

Located on the west side of Holy Soul Village, three dilapidated adobe houses, this is Tang San's home.

After bidding farewell to Jack, Tang San returned here, preparing to prepare breakfast for his alcoholic father.

Don't look at Tang San's physical development is only three or four years old, but his predecessor is an uncle in his 30s who has certain cooking skills. Very good at it.

Tang San's favorite dish in his previous life was also the one he was best at, that is spicy roasted rabbit. Firstly, rabbits are easy to catch, and secondly, as a member of the Shuchuan Tang Sect, it is inevitable to eat spicy food.

Half an hour later, Tang San picked up the two bowls beside the stove that had more than ten broken holes, filled two bowls of porridge, and shouted to the room: "Dad, it's time to eat."

(End of this chapter)