Douluo's lucky son

Bang bang bang!

There was a clear sound of mechanical rotation, but it came from the head of this young man with a slight beard on his face.

"What is it? So noisy?"

His tone was a little decadent, he turned his head and looked around, but didn't find anything strange. He was confused, but didn't think much about it, and then continued to look at his Douluo.

【Ding! Congratulations, your luck in the first draw is -5. According to the rules, the bad luck draw will be excluded from the next draw. If the host dies, the bad luck draw will be permanently excluded]

"Huh? What? Luck -5?"

Long Xiaoyu paused, his eyes widened, he sat up and quickly looked around, who was talking? ?

[Luck -5, a sign of great misfortune. I hope the host will be more careful. 】

"Huh? Who is talking! Your sister, don't scare me! A bad omen? Curse me to death, right?"

The voice sounded again, and he was a little scared. He was the only one in the room. Could it be a ghost talking? impossible! He was an atheist, so he hinted to himself, but his body was very honest, his heartbeat kept accelerating, and his body gradually leaned back. Little did he know that there was a disconnected wire behind him.

Bah!

On a certain day of a certain year, Long was electrocuted at home.

(Long Xiaoyu: What era is this? Another electric shock...

Author: If you want to smash it into mud, I can change it. )

Because I live near a commercial street, on this day, a car accident directly smashed the glass door of Long Xiaoyu's house, and drove out his soulless body... Cleaning up the Internet starts with me.

According to online reports, netizens rated him as the worst passerby in 2020.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

When Long Xiaoyu opened his eyes again, he saw that the unfamiliar ceiling still looked a bit shabby. He gasped for air. He didn't start to observe the situation here until he was almost done adjusting his breath.

"Um?"

Sitting up, everything about his body had changed. Even his room had become unfamiliar. Where was he...?

Doubtful, afraid.

[Ding, congratulations, your luck is +5 today. Because you came back from the dead, the system will permanently exclude bad luck]

[Ding: Reach Luck +5 for the first time, get the title of Lucky Son, Lucky Son effect bonus: have a chance to trigger wishes come true]

…

Three consecutive system prompts made Long Xiaoyu a little confused. They were all going nowhere, but he heard one sentence clearly: he was resurrected! Holy shit! Are you still playing like this?

"Xiaoyu, are you ready? The people from Wuhun Palace are here today, and it's time for you kid to awaken your Wuhun."

He heard his voice before he saw him, and a weak voice came from outside. When he looked over, the other party just came in.

The body was stooped, the beard and hair were all white, and the wrinkles on his face were almost crowded. He walked towards him unsteadily. Even though he was old and could no longer walk steadily, he still had a smile on his face. He seemed so amiable.

Who is this old man? Long Xiaoyu quickly walked over to support the other party.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?"

"Haha, it's okay, Xiaoyu, today is the day for your martial soul to awaken. Are you looking forward to it?"

Old Jack was happy with the other party's behavior. This boy was still so kind-hearted.

"Martial spirit awakening? Douluo Continent?"

Long Xiaoyu said subconsciously, with some doubts on his brows. Resurrection from the dead? Could it be that resurrection does not refer to his world?

"Haha, yes, in Douluo Continent, if you want to practice, you need to awaken your martial soul when you are around six years old. You are exactly six years old this year, and you happen to be awakening with other children in the village."

Although Old Jack's words sounded very plain, Long Xiaoyu sounded like he was having a storm in his heart, damn! Entered Douluo directly? Is the operation so cool?

"Hello, Xiaoyu?"

"Ah?! Grandpa, I'm here."

After being called twice more by the other party, Long Xiaoyu quickly recovered from his surprise and met the old man's eyes. The loving eyes gradually calmed down the fear in his heart.

"Is it okay if you haven't slept? Haha, let's go to sleep after waking up. The guy from Wuhun Palace won't wait for us too long."

Old Jack smiled and said, gently stroking Xiaoyu's hair, and then took the other person's skinny hand. Rather than saying that it was the other person holding his hand, it was Long Xiaoyu holding his hand, fearing that the other person's hand would suddenly slip.

When he walked out, the appearance of a simple village appeared in front of him. This was a scene that was rarely seen in his previous life. It was close to medieval buildings, and there were one or two thatched houses not far away. Although it was not very developed, it was But the people here were just like the old man in front of him, smiling and full of confidence in their lives tomorrow.

"Okay, you go with Xiao San later. He should be here soon. Grandpa's body can't keep up with you little babies."

His self-deprecating tone, although his body has aged, does not hinder his enthusiasm for life.

"Xiao San? You mean... Tang San?"

Long Xiaoyu was a little confused, and then suddenly remembered that the protagonist of Douluo was usually called Xiaosan, right? The six-year-old martial soul awakened, Xiaosan, maybe he happened to be reborn in the Holy Soul Village!

"Hey, hello Grandpa Jack, I'm here!"

Before Old Jack could answer, a little boy on the other side ran over. His childish voice was similar to his now, but his eyes were very charming.

"Well, Xiaosan, you're here. You and Xiaoyu should go together first. I'll be back in a minute. Don't make people wait."

Jack touched the other person's head and then pulled Long Xiaoyu over. The two children were together and said with a smile, Come on, little guys, the future belongs to you.

"Yeah! Grandpa Jack, be careful."

Tang San nodded and looked at Long Xiaoyu, returned the other's smile, and then pulled him towards the Spirit Hall.

"You must be Tang San."

Long Xiaoyu asked uncertainly. Although he had almost guessed it, he still couldn't believe it. In just a blink of an eye, he had arrived in the novel world. It was so ridiculous.

"Well, that's right. Don't you recognize me?"

Tang San was surprised. Although he was busy practicing and had no time to play with the little kids in the village, there were still some whom he interacted with, such as Long Xiaoyu who was picked up by the village chief.

"Ah, I know you."

He quickly covered up his embarrassment and was speechless. Since he was already in this world, why didn't he have any memory?

Bang!

"Oh, it hurts."

Just when he was thinking wildly, his head suddenly hit something, and he quickly stepped back and covered his head.

Hiss~ Didn’t you say you’re lucky +5 today, just this and this?

"Xiaoyu, how are you?"

Seeing that the other party suddenly bumped into a pillar, Tang San hurriedly went over to ask, with no trace of ridicule in his tone other than concern.

"I······"

I wanted to say it was okay, but a new memory suddenly came out. Isn't this... the memory of the first six years of this life? Depend on! Is this how luck works? It hurts. Okay, system! Are you playing me?

Complaints are complaints, but Long Xiaoyu didn't dwell too much on this matter, and the two of them ran very fast with their short legs.

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The early stage is too weak, so just take a quick look at it. After 50 chapters, hum! Witness the protagonist’s sweet potato show!