Blue Silver Grass Guide.

Chapter 4 The Cub Opens His Eyes
Opening his eyes, looking at the familiar log beams and thatched roof, Ling Yi's young brows were slightly frowned, with a preoccupied look on his face.

There was no sound of washing clothes in his ears. Ling Yi knew that his mother had gone to the next door to help his brother and sister-in-law, that is, Ling Yi's uncle and aunt, with housework.

It is said to be aunt, but in fact it can also be said to be Ling Yi's eldest aunt, the eldest sister of his father Ling Xiaoshan.

It's just that Zhang Dahe has called Ling Changqing 'Uncle Changqing' since he was a child. After marrying a daughter, his respect has become even more respectful. However, the title still follows the habit of childhood and has not changed.

The relationship between the Ling family and the Zhang family is complicated and complicated, but simple and simple.

The eldest daughter of the Ling family, Ling He, married the eldest son of the Zhang family, Zhang Dahe, three years ago, and the youngest daughter of the Zhang family, Zhang Xiaoyu, married the youngest son of the Ling family, Ling Xiaoshan, a year ago.

To use a word in the countryside in Ling Yi's early life to describe it, it's 'changing relatives'.

The people in the village are poor, and they can't afford any bride price or dowry. Adult children have to marry, and sometimes they can only get married in this way.

The Ling family and the Zhang family have come here for several generations.

Of course, not all of them are between Ling and Zhang.

In the seven or eight surrounding villages, there are actually relatives of the Ling family.As for the Zhang family, it was Zhang Dahe's grandfather who moved here from another village more than 200 miles away.

From the point of view of blood, although the three generations of the Zhang family have taken root and have little surplus money, the children of the family are the favorites of these ten miles and eight villages.

That is to say, Zhang Dahe's siblings and Ling Xiaoshan's siblings grew up together and have a good relationship, which is why the Ling family took such a bargain.

Not to mention anything else, the awakened martial souls of people in nearby villages are all worthless flowers and vines such as "Blue Silver Grass", "Ivy", "Morning Glory", etc.

But Zhang Dahe and his grandfather and father are both "hoes" martial souls!
Although there is no soul power, the efficiency of plowing the land is more than twice that of ordinary people!
Well, the above is not the point.

The point is, this is a world with a 'martial spirit'!

"Wuhun——" Ling Yi looked sideways at the shelf next to the bed.

There, stood a clay bowl with many gaps.In the bowl, there is a light blue grass, the leaves seem to be drooping a little because they haven't adapted to the new environment.

This is what Ling Yi got from Ling Xiaoshan in his own way after learning about Wuhun, Blue Silver Grass, Douluo Continent and other terms from the exchange between his parents.

As for what kind of method...

Last night, dinner was in progress.

"I don't know if Little Treasure can inherit your Zhang family's "hoe" spirit. "Ling Xiaoshan said with longing.

A hint of sadness flashed in Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes, but he said softly: "It should be possible. Although my mother and I are both "Lanyin Grass" martial arts spirits, from my grandfather, to my father, second uncle, and my eldest brother, They are all "hoe" martial spirits.It seems that as long as it is a male, it should be..."

"Alas -" Ling Xiaoshan sighed when he heard this and shook his head slightly: "We in the Ling family, counting up to seven or eight generations, have all awakened the "Blue Silver Grass" martial spirit, that is, Grandpa's. This generation has awakened a "Morning Glory" martial spirit, which is also a waste martial spirit among waste martial spirits..."

"In a village with a radius of tens of miles, there have been two people with innate soul power in the past ten years. After those two went out, they haven't come back yet. I don't know what other places in Douluo Continent are like... ..."

Hearing this, even without other sources of information and evidence, Ling Yi is more than [-]% sure:

I have traveled to the world of Douluo Continent!

As for the rest...

Perhaps, here is a large live-action studio similar to "The Truman Show"?

'First of all, judging from the parents and the surrounding family environment, but still able to awaken the martial soul, in terms of timeline, there is a high probability that it will be around Douyi.At least, it must be before Dou Er...'

While paying attention to the conversation between his parents, Ling Yi thought in his heart:

'Then, the martial souls of the parents are all "Blue Silver Grass"? '

'In addition, is it possible for the bloodline on the maternal side to awaken the "hoe" martial spirit? '

'It would be nice to have a "Sickle" spirit...'

'Depending on the situation, the martial soul I will awaken in the future will most likely be the "Blue Silver Grass" martial soul passed down from the Ling family. '

Thinking of this, Ling Yi couldn't help frowning: "The most important thing is, counting up to seven or eight generations, there is no one with innate soul power on the patrilineal side."On the matrilineal side, at least starting from grandfather Zhang Qiang's father, the old man of the Zhang family who migrated, there is no one who has awakened his innate soul power...'

'So, I started off with almost nothing? '

'The family is poor! '

'Martial soul, true and useless martial soul "Blue Silver Grass"! '

'Soul power, ninety-nine percent is zero! '

'So, what about the golden fingers that travelers usually have? '

'system?space?inherited?Grandpa? ...'

Ling Yi shouted in her heart for a while, but in the end, as expected, she found nothing.

Coincidentally, the communication with the parents about the parent's short story just ended, Ling Yi felt the hunger in his stomach, and shouted skillfully.

While Ling Yi was slurping his dinner skillfully, his eyes were on the side, staring closely at Ling Xiaoshan, the mother and son.

Here, Zhang Xiaoyu was a little shy by Ling Xiaoshan's look, and was about to ask Ling Xiaoshan to look away, but saw Ling Yi stretching out his hand to Ling Xiaoshan, grasping and gesturing with five pink and tender fingers.

Xu is a mother-child bond. Zhang Xiaoyu followed Ling Yi's eyes and saw the "Blue Silver Grass" leaf Ling Xiaoshan was holding in his mouth. He raised his hand to caress Ling Yi's thin hair and asked softly. Said: "Xiaobao, do you want that "Blue Silver Grass" from Dad? "

Hearing this, Ling Yi took a few sips in his mouth, his big round eyes suddenly blinked, and his eyebrows curved into a smile.

"Hey!" Ling Xiaoshan was a little surprised when he saw it, and said happily, "My little treasure can understand it, what a smart baby!"

After saying that, he immediately took the one-third chewed "Blue Silver Grass" blade from his mouth and handed it to Ling Yi.

Ling Yi seemed to be happier, sucking vigorously in his mouth, grabbing the light blue grass blade with his little hand, and waving it gently.

Seeing this, both Ling Xiaoshan and Zhang Xiaoyu had smiles on their faces.

The baby's food intake was limited, and in this short period of time, Ling Yi's stomach was already full, and he began to concentrate on playing with the blade of grass.

'Inadvertently', he seemed to see the end of the blade of grass that Ling Xiaoshan had chewed, Ling Yi's small mouth was flattened, and then he closed his eyes and began to cry.

This cry made Ling Xiaoshan and Zhang Xiaoyu panic.

First, he unwrapped the swaddle and checked the diaper. When he saw that the diaper was still dry, Zhang Xiaoyu stuffed the canteen into Ling Yi's little mouth again, but Ling Yi pursed his mouth, resisting, and only held the blade of grass He waved his little hand in front of the young couple.

Ling Xiaoshan saw him at the side, feeling as happy as his soul, and softly shouted: "I know——!"

Immediately afterwards, before he had time to explain anything, he ran out the door without looking back.

Zhang Xiaoyu just raised his hand, ready to call him to stop, but when he saw Ling Yi in his arms, he miraculously stopped crying.

Zhang Xiaoyu: "..."

For a moment, mother and son, one big and one small two pairs of eyes looked at each other, looking at each other speechlessly.

Not long after, I saw Ling Xiaoshan running back quickly holding something in his hand.

Just like that, beside the bedside of the family of three, there was a simple wooden frame, and on the wooden frame, there was an old clay bowl planted with "Blue Silver Grass".

(End of this chapter)