Douluo: The Tang Poison Official Match

As soon as Tang San pulled Shen Xiu into the house, Shen Xiu smelled the scent of rice. It wasn't Tang Hao who made it early for Tang San, but Tang San did it for Tang Hao.

From the age of four, when Tang San was not tall enough to reach the stove, the task of cooking was already his daily job. Even if you have to step on a stool to get to the stovetop.

It wasn't that Tang Hao asked him to do this, but because he didn't. Tang San hardly had enough time to eat.

When he came to the stove, he stepped on the wooden stool and opened the lid of the big iron pot. The tangy fragrance of rice came, and the porridge in the pot was already overcooked.

Before going up the mountain every day, Tang San would put the rice in the pot and set up the firewood. When he came back, the porridge was cooked.

Picking up the three bowls with more than ten gaps beside the stove, Tang San carefully filled three bowls of porridge and placed them on the table behind him. The grains of rice in the porridge can be counted almost at a glance. Tang San in the middle, this little nutrition is obviously not enough. This is why his body is so thin.

"Dad, it's dinner." Tang San yelled, looking back at Shen Xiu who was swallowing, and said apologetically, "Sorry Xiaoxiu, our family is very poor and we don't have a good breakfast."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter, I don't mind," Shen Xiu smiled at Tang San. He is a good otaku in the new century, as long as he has something to eat, "Brother, I'm so hungry QAQ, can I eat first?"

"Well, you can eat it."

After a while, the curtain in the middle lifted. A tall figure walked out staggeringly.

It was a middle-aged man, who looked like he was close to fifty years old, but he was very tall and burly, but his appearance was not flattering.

The torn robe was worn on the body without even a patch on it, exposing the bronze skin underneath. The original facial features were covered with a waxy yellow, with a sleepy look, and the hair was messy like a bird's nest. The beard on his face had not been cleaned up for many days, his eyes were dull and yellow, and even though the night had passed, the smell of alcohol on his body still made Tang San frown.

This is Tang Hao, Tang San's father in this world.

From childhood to adulthood, Tang San didn't know what fatherly love was. Tang Hao had never cared about him. At the beginning, he would cook some food for him. But with the passage of time, when Tang San began to take the initiative to cook, Tang Hao didn't care about anything. The family was so poor that he didn't even have a decent table and chairs. Eating is also a problem, and the main reason is that Tang Hao changed all his meager income from the subway carpenter to drink.

For children older than Tang San, the father is usually around 30 years old, and the one who gets married early is even less than 30 years old. But Tang Hao looked much older than them, on the contrary, he looked like Tang San's grandfather.

But Tang San never resented Tang Hao's attitude. In the previous life, he was an orphan. In this life, even though Tang Hao treated him badly, he had at least one family member. Of course, Shen Xiu was added now. For Tang San, this already made him very satisfied. At least, there is someone here who asked him to call him Dad...

Tang Hao grabbed the bowl on the table, not afraid of it being hot, and poured the porridge into his belly with big mouthfuls, his dark yellow face looked a little more shiny.

"Dad, drink slowly, and more." Tang San took the bowl in his father's hand and filled him with a bowl of porridge.

"Huh? Whose child is this?" Tang Hao heard a jingle, and then he found the little figure at the dining table. After examining his delicate face and weird clothes, he pulled a face down, "Little San , What are you doing with a kid?"

Shen Xiu wiped off the water stains on his lips and shrank back. Although he didn't understand Tang Hao's words, he might as well see Tang Hao's dislike. Tang San stepped forward calmly, cleverly blocking Shen Xiu behind him, "Dad, this is Shen Xiu, my friend, he has nowhere to go, so..."

Tang San subconsciously protected Shen Xiu's actions into his eyes, Tang Hao's eyes flickered, and he snorted coldly, "So I brought it home? Don't bother me, there is not much money in the family."

After speaking, Tang Hao continued to drink porridge, ignoring the excitement on the faces of the two children around him.

Soon, 70 or 80% of a pot of porridge entered Tang Hao's stomach. He vented and put the bowl on the table. He opened his drooping eyelids for a few minutes and looked at Tang San.

"If you have a job, take it first. I'll do it in the afternoon. I'll go to sleep for a while."

Tang Hao's work and rest habits are very regular. He sleeps in the morning and builds some farm tools in the afternoon as income. Drink at night.

"Okay, Dad." Tang San nodded.

Tang Hao stood up. After drinking a lot of porridge, his body finally stopped shaking, and walked towards the inside.

"Dad." Tang San called out suddenly.

Tang Hao stopped and turned his head to look at him, his brows were obviously more impatient.

"Grandpa Jack said he would pick me up for the awakening ceremony in three days."

Without looking back, Tang Hao said calmly, "Then join."

A smile appeared on Tang San's face, "Xiao Xiu, how old are you this year?"

"...Uh, six years old..." As soon as he thought of the question of age, the answer of six years old automatically appeared in his mind. Shen Xiu frowned in confusion, and answered.

"Six years old? You can join me in the awakening ceremony for Xiaoxiu!"

"Yeah!" Shen Xiu smiled and bent his eyes, ahhhh, what kind of spirit is the protagonist, there seem to be two...what kind of spirit he will be, really looking forward to it!

Three days passed quickly. Tang San would still go to the top of the mountain every morning to do his routine homework, except that he had one more intensive repair than before. After returning home, besides cooking, he would forge Tang Hao. I gave him a piece of pig iron, and then taught Shen Xiu the language of Douluo Mainland. Shen Xiu deserved to have a very high language talent. In just three days, he learned most of the Douluo Mainland language, at least it was no problem to talk to people.

"Little San, Grandpa is here to pick you up." Old Jack arrived at the blacksmith's shop on time and called Tang San outside.

Tang San glanced at his father who had just had breakfast next to him. Tang Hao said coldly: "Go, don't delay cooking at noon."

"Yes." Tang San agreed, and then walked out of the smithy with Shen Xiu.

Under the leadership of Old Jack, Tang San and Shen Xiu followed him to the Wuhun Hall in the middle of the village. Of course, this so-called Wuhun Temple is just a bigger wooden house.

Because everyone has a martial soul, there will be children awakening the martial soul every year. Therefore, anywhere in the Douluo Continent, you can see the figure of the Spirit Hall. Of course, these are just sub-temples. The levels are different.

This year, there were eight children in the awakening of martial souls in Shenghun Village, plus one for Shen Xiaoxiu, a foreigner, for a total of nine. The two arrived last under the leadership of Old Jack.

The children in the village don't really value Tang San, and it's not only among the nobles that the poor love the rich, the situation is even more obvious among ordinary people. And Tang San himself was a two-life man, his actual age was already over thirty, so naturally he was unwilling to deal with these children. For him, having extra time is better than practicing. However, the children who came today secretly looked at Tang San’s direction, and showed great curiosity about Shen Xiu’s beautiful face and shiny silver jewelry. The fact that a very beautiful little boy came to Tang San’s house has already happened. It spread throughout the village.

Shen Xiu's eyes rolled steadily, with a bright smile on his face. He looked at the surrounding environment, and bit his ears with Tang San in a low voice [Remember, the author called the ear=_=], originally he was wearing it. Tang San’s old clothes didn’t know why suddenly there was a feeling that this five-poison costume was important to today’s awakening ceremony, so he didn’t hesitate to put on the five-poison costume, gaining countless strange sights along the way. Shen Xiu said he is innocent, and the five poisons are sauce~

In addition to the village chief Jack and the nine children of Qi Qi, there is also a young man in the Wuhun Hall. This person looks in his twenties, with sword eyebrows and stars, and looks very handsome. A white outfit, a black cloak behind his chest, and a fist-sized soul character in the center of his chest. This is the standard dress of the staff directly under Wuhun Hall.

On the left chest, there is a badge engraved with a long sword. On the badge is a total of three long swords staggered. People like Jack who are familiar with spirit masters know that the number of three handles represents the third-class title of the spirit master, the great soul master, and the long sword represents that the deacon from the spirit hall is a war soul. division.

"Hello, respected Master of Battle Soul, I will trouble you this time." Old Jack respectfully saluted the young man.

There was a hint of pride in the young man's eyebrows, and he bowed slightly, which was a courtesy, "I don't have much time, let's start now."

Old Jack said: "Okay. Children, this is the soul of war master from Notting City. Next, he will lead you to unlock your soul. You must cooperate with the master to awaken the soul. Grandpa is looking forward to it. Some of you can become soul masters."

The young man said impatiently: "Well, you also said these last year. Is it really that easy to become a soul master? I have walked through six villages, and there is no one with soul power. There is no suitable one. Wuhun."

There was a trace of sadness in Old Jack's eyes, he sighed, and said, "Yes! Only the inheritors of the major sects are the easiest to become soul masters. It is too difficult for us ordinary people." While shaking his head, he walked out. Wuhun Hall.

The young man’s gaze fell on the eight children in front of him. As the deacon of the Wuhun Temple inspection, helping ordinary people to awaken the spirit is his necessary job. He has long been accustomed to, "Children, stand in a row." To these children , His attitude is much gentler.

The nine children stood still in front of the young man, Shen Xiu stood on the far left, and Tang San stood on his right. Compared with the other children, Shen Xiu's figure is extremely petite.

The young man smiled and said: "My name is Su Yuntao, a twenty-sixth-level great spirit master, and I am your guide. Now, I will awaken you one by one. Remember, don't be afraid no matter what happens."

While talking, Su Yuntao opened his package on the table beside him and took out two things from it, six black round stones and a shiny blue crystal ball.

Su Yuntao placed six black stones in a hexagonal shape on the ground, and then motioned to the first child on the right to stand in it.

"Don't be afraid, close your eyes and feel it carefully."

Su Yuntao quickly shot with both hands, and six faint green lights poured into the six black stones on the ground. Suddenly, a layer of golden brilliance was released from the six stones, forming a pale golden light mask. Shrouded the previous child.

One by one golden light spots floated out of the black stones on the ground, and then entered the boy's body.

The boy subconsciously stretched out his right hand, and suddenly all the light spots rushed out, and in an instant, a sickle appeared in his palm. It seems that the sickle is not illusory, but a real existence.

The boy tried for a long time before he retracted the sickle in his hand. Su Yuntao handed the blue crystal ball in front of him and motioned him to put his right hand on it.

After a while, Su Yuntao said disappointedly: "You don't have soul power. You can't become a soul master. Go to the side first."

The same scene continued. Five more children’s spirits awakened. Their spirits were farm tools such as hoes and sickles. Not even a single beast spirit appeared. As for spirit power, they were all awakened by Suyun. Tao judged it as'None'.

The martial spirit in the hands of a girl in front of Tang San was Lan Yincao, who was called a waste martial spirit by Su Yuntao, because Lan Yincao had no attack power, no defensive power, and no auxiliary ability.

Finally it was Tang San's turn. Tang San stood in the middle of the hexagon and raised his right hand in the warmth. What he saw was blue. This blue color has appeared for the second time in the Wuhun Hall in this village today.

Blue Silver Grass, the same Blue Silver Grass as the girl before. The standard of abandoning Wuhun exists.

Su Yuntao said helplessly: "It's another waste martial arts soul. Come on."

According to the method Su Yuntao taught before, Tang San controlled to retract his blue silver grass into his body. As soon as he put his palm on the blue crystal ball, Tang San's body trembled violently. He was surprised to find that The beautiful-looking blue crystal ball has huge suction power, and his own internal force is surging out as if he has found a catharsis. He wanted to break free, but he couldn't escape the strong suction.

Also surprised was Su Yuntao. The blue crystal ball in his hand lit up, and the dazzling blue light spread from the beginning. In the blink of an eye, the crystal ball shimmered like a bright gem. The faint blue halo was exposed, indescribably moving.

According to the traditional test, as long as the crystal ball shows a little sense, even if it is a ray of light, it proves that the subject has soul power, and there is only one explanation for the brilliant light shining in the blue crystal ball.

"Oh my God, it turned out to be congenital full of soul power!"