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Chapter 13 The Alcoholic Hero
Unable to find a clue for the time being, Duan Yun had no choice but to put aside the development of the Blue Silver Grass and decided to complete the achievement of swinging the knife first.

"Swinging a knife is a lonely and long process. First... I have to have a sickle!"

"My martial soul sickle can't last for too long. With my current strength, I'm afraid my soul power will be exhausted if I slash continuously with the sickle martial soul for an hour."

"So you must get a scythe!"

"I have one at home, but Grandpa Jack still needs to use it... Why don't you go to Tang Ricao's house and ask Tang Ricao to help me build a sickle, I have money!"

Duan Yun touched his pocket and took out 5 copper soul coins from it.

It seems that the money is not enough, why don't you just ask Tang Ricao if he accepts blacksmith apprentices?I'll make a scythe myself!

……

Holy Soul Village blacksmith shop.

Tang Hao sat on a chair, holding a jug of wine in his hand, smelling of alcohol all over his body.

Tang San stood in front of him with a short body, bowed his head, his clothes were dirty, and there were still a few dead leaves sticking to his hair.

"A fight?"

Tang Hao said in a deep voice, "Did you get beaten up by Duan Yun? That brat, he beat up almost all the kids in Holy Soul Village. If I were the village head Jack, I would have to break his legs."

Tang San's expression froze, and he shook his head quickly: "I didn't fight, it has nothing to do with Boss Duan...I accidentally fell."

Have you changed your name to Boss Duan?
Didn't you just call them by name?Sure enough, he was still beaten!
"I won't even lie!"

Tang Hao stood up and walked outside.

In Tang Hao's view, the fight between Duan Yun and Tang San was like a child rolling in the mud, digging out his crotch, and scratching his hair. With a fight of this level, he couldn't avenge Tang San, could he?

It is the last word to complain to the other party's parents.

Tang San: "Father, what are you doing?"

Tang Hao: "I'm going to complain to Village Chief Jack, I'm the only one who can beat my son!"

Hearing this, Tang San's heart warmed... Dad still loves me.

and many more!

Dad is going to sue Grandpa Jack?

Tang San was startled, and quickly said: "It really has nothing to do with Boss Duan, I fell down by myself... Dad, don't complain, I will be laughed at by other children!"

Tang Hao stopped in his tracks: "It makes sense. If you get beaten up, you have to fight back. I don't care about you and Duan Xiongzi. I will find a way to fight back."

Tang San heaved a sigh of relief.

Get beaten up and then go home to find dad?Let dad go to the other parent to complain?My God, if Boss Duan knew about this, he might laugh at me.

Regarding Duan Yun, Tang San was not convinced in his heart, and he was forced to admit that he was the boss.

When I find a chance, I must call back in a fair and honest manner... I have to let him call me Boss Tang, Tang San made up his mind.

At this moment, a crisp voice came from outside: "Uncle Tang Hao, Xiao Yunyun came to see you and brought wild fruits for you and Xiaosan!"

Tang San: "Boss Duan?"

Tang Hao: "That brat? How dare he come to the door?"

Subconsciously swallowing his saliva, Tang Hao always felt a smell of urine in his mouth, so he didn't breathe out.

The door of the blacksmith shop was pushed open.

Duan Yun walked in, obediently put a basket of wild fruits on the table: "Uncle Tang Hao, I miss you so much, this is the fruit I picked from the back mountain, it's so sweet!"

One mouthful of Uncle Tang Hao, the one he called was sweet, how could he look like a brat at all?
Tang Hao was stunned.

At this moment, Tang Hao suddenly felt a little bit of emotion... Duan Yun is a good boy, if he is disciplined well, he will definitely become more sensible in the future and become a well-behaved child.

Tang Hao: "What's the matter?"

Duan Yun: "I want to be an apprentice blacksmith and learn how to forge iron from Uncle Tang Hao!"

Tang Hao frowned: "Blacksmithing is the most humble profession on the mainland. Village Chief Jack has high expectations for you, and hopes that you will have a bright future... He wants you to be a soul master!"

Duan Yun said shyly: "Being a soul master and being a blacksmith are not in conflict!"

Tang Hao shook his head: "Your temperament is unstable, you are too jumpy, you are not suitable to be a blacksmith!"

That's the point, right?

Seeing that Tang Hao was determined not to teach him, Duan Yun did not insist.

He has to wield a knife every day, and he has to find time to develop the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, so he really doesn't have time to learn forging.

So Duan Yun said: "Then can I ask Uncle Tang Hao to help forge a sickle?"

Tang Hao took a sip of wine: "The sickle at home is broken? There is a forged sickle hanging outside the door, choose one yourself... 20 copper soul coins!"

Duan Yun shouted: "20 Copper Soul Coins? Uncle Tang Hao, it's cheaper, I only have 5 Copper Soul Coins!"

Tang Hao: "18 copper soul coins, it can't be any cheaper, otherwise it won't even be enough for the material cost."

Duan Yun: "Can these wild fruits be worth a little?"

Tang San blinked: "Boss Duan, isn't this the fruit for my father?"

Duan Yun: "The fruit is given away. I climbed a tree to pick the fruit, and brought it back from a long distance. I was chased by wild dogs for several blocks on the way. Can't I ask for a service fee?"

Tang San: "...so shameless!"

Tang Hao covered his forehead, and almost couldn't help but slap Duan Yun's ass a few times... It was really an illusion, I actually thought he would become better in the future?
If you don't promise to teach him how to forge iron, and don't sell him a sickle cheaply, will he show his true colors?

Tang Hao waved his hand: "Hurry up and get out...or I'll go to your house to complain!"

Dare to file a complaint?
Duan Yun got angry, turned around suddenly, took off his pants, pointed his naked butt at Tang Hao.

There are bruises and bruises on the buttocks, and there are still a few marks of beating: "Look, look at this beating... I just went home, and I was beaten on the ground by Grandpa Jack for a long time, and all the thorns were beaten. Cut it off! If you didn't go to sue, how could I do this?"

Hearing this, Tang Hao was also angry: "You deserve the beating, who told you to play tricks and pee in the wine?"

puff!
Duan Yun farted, and then lifted his pants: "Why did I pee, you don't know why? You are the one who complained first!"

Tang Hao covered his nose: "I sued for your own good, who made you climb the waterfall?"

Duan Yun: "One time you were drunk and kicked me on the road for no reason, and kicked me into the mud puddle on the side of the street!"

Tang Hao: "Why did I kick you? I was pretending to be drunk. Three years ago, you beat Xiaosan to tears. I will avenge my son!"

Duan Yun: "Are you serious? You have a grudge against a three-year-old child? You don't have to protect your shortcomings, do you? When I was three years old, you didn't dare to kick me for fear of hurting me, so you endured it for three years? Wait When I grow up and can stand your kick, will you take revenge? God!"

Tang San... Dad, it turns out that you have always loved me!

Tang Hao and Duan Yun stared wide-eyed, neither of them willing to back down.

After a long time, Tang Hao retreated in defeat: "I... I'm actually arguing with a brat? Are you going to settle the old score?"

Duan Yun: "Uncle Tang Hao, your painting style has changed! In my heart, you are a hero with awe-inspiring justice, a strong back, and a smell of alcohol! But now you know how to complain all day long, and you don't feel ashamed!"

Tang Hao only felt that his head was big, and he wished he could just throw Duan Yun out.

A big hero with a thick back and a heavy body, smelling like alcohol?Is this a compliment to me?

(End of this chapter)