Douluo protects our spirit hall

Chapter 131 You Have the Way to Death
Tang San lowered his head, and quickly apologized to Tang Hao:

"I'm sorry, Father, I forgot, I'll make breakfast right now."

"Well, let's go."

Tang Hao nodded displeased, and at the same time urged in a muffled voice, "Hurry up!"

"Yes, Father!"

For Tang Hao's displeasure and urging, Tang San didn't take it seriously, but felt extremely joyful, and said in his heart that it's great, my father finally ordered me to do something again, and I must do well what my father ordered.

This scene, in Tang San's eyes, was like a picture of a loving father and a filial son.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, it is undoubtedly a family tragedy in which an unscrupulous father maliciously oppressed and abused his young son.

"Wait!"

Old Jack couldn't stand it anymore, and directly scolded him.

Then immediately walked forward, grabbed Tang San's dark arm with one hand, pointed at Tang Hao with the other, blew his beard and stared:

"Tang Hao, do you ever treat a child like this?"

"You have hands and feet, don't you know how to cook?"

"How dare you let Xiaosan, a child, come to serve you?"

"He's only six years old, you still have to be shameless?!"

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Listening to old Jack pointing at himself, pushing his nose to his face, his slovenly dark face became even darker, like the bottom of a pot.

Hehe, you said he was only six years old?Fart, that's an old monster!Tang Hao complained a few words in his heart.

Then with a gloomy face, he snorted coldly, and unceremoniously replied to Old Jack:
"Hmph—! Xiao San is my son, not yours. How I treat Xiao San is a matter between us, father and son, and none of your business! It's really nothing to worry about."

Tang San was about to enter the house, follow his father's order, and make breakfast.

But suddenly Old Jack grabbed his arm.

A faint light flashed in Tang San's eyes.

Subconsciously, it is necessary to use the capture technique to control the crane and capture the dragon.

Simultaneously activate Xuantian Kung Fu, use Xuanyu hand, take out three iron nails from the sleeve, and pinch them between fingers.

These three iron nails are hidden weapons of the Tang clan that Tang San himself forged secretly. They belong to the hand-throwing category and are called bone-penetrating nails.

On the tip of the bone-penetrating nail, there was also a circle of dark poison.

Dark and highly poisonous, Tang San spent five years in the mountains near the Holy Soul Village, collecting more than a dozen types of poisonous flowers and plants, and following the Tangmen's poison making method, he extracted the toxins and mixed them to make poison.

The production conditions were limited, and in Tang San's eyes, the dark and highly poisonous poison was not strong.

But for ordinary people, it is also highly poisonous.

If an ordinary person is poisoned by this poison, if they don't receive timely treatment, the poison will break out within an hour or three quarters, and their whole body will fester and die.

But soon, Tang San realized that it was Old Jack who held him back, and his father was still here.

Tang San hastily put away his ingenuity of controlling the crane and catching the dragon, and put the bone piercing nail back into his sleeve.

His hand movements were extremely fast and smooth, and the entire process took less than two seconds.

Tang San's face didn't change the whole time, Old Jack couldn't notice his strangeness at all, he was still accusing Tang Hao endlessly.

I heard old Jack scolding his father inexplicably.

Tang San's complexion couldn't help becoming gloomy, and he said in his heart that it's bold to insult my father, are you courting death?According to the general outline of Xuantian Treasure Record, you have the way to die!If it wasn't for your father being here, you would already be a corpse at this moment!

Tang San's every move fell into Tang Hao's eyes exactly.

Tang Hao felt both a little surprised and a little relieved.

Hearing others insulting his father, he still knows how to get angry and wants to defend his father, which is not bad.

Therefore, Tang Hao didn't stop Tang San immediately, nor did he remind Old Jack.

He glanced at Tang San's hand shrunk in the coarse cloth sleeve without any trace.

In the depths of his eyes, an imperceptible inexplicable meaning flashed across.

Tang Hao knew very well that Tang San's hand had become as white as jade at this moment.

From there, Tang Hao could clearly perceive that there was a hint of danger hidden in it, a danger as vicious as a poisonous snake.

Of course, for ordinary people like Old Jack, it is dangerous.

For a titled Douluo like Tang Hao, he was no longer a threat, not even qualified to tickle him.

Tang Hao didn't take it too seriously, and even made a comment in his heart very comfortably:

"The method is decisive enough and ruthless enough. That's good. It's my demeanor."

"However, it's a little too insidious. Those gadgets in Xiaosan's hands are heretics after all. They don't know that being strong and domineering is the right way. This is the purpose of the Haotian School, and there is nothing wrong with it."

However, Old Jack is still the head of Holy Soul Village after all, so he can't lose anything.

It would be bad if Xiaosan hurt old Jack on the spur of the moment.

At that time, the father and son are likely to be expelled from the Holy Soul Village, and may even attract the minions of the Wuhun Temple.

If the whereabouts are leaked, Wuhundian will definitely not let our father and son go, and will definitely send people to chase and kill us
So Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently at Old Jack, and said with some displeasure:
"Okay, old Jack, didn't you come to see Xiaosan for something? If you fart, hurry up, and get out after you fart, don't get in the way here."

"Uh--"

Old Jack was choked by Tang Hao's words, he was stunned for a moment, and finally remembered the purpose of his visit this time, "Ah, yes, yes, the business is important."

Regardless of continuing to criticize Tang Hao, he quickly turned his head, looked at Tang San with a warm face, and asked:

"Little San, are you six years old this year?"

Seeing Old Jack looking at him, the gloomyness in Tang San's eyes instantly returned to its original state.

He didn't know what old Jack asked him about his age, so he naturally behaved like a six-year-old child should, and nodded innocently:
"That's right, Xiaosan just turned six years old, Grandpa Jack, what are you doing?"

Listening to Tang San politely addressing himself as Grandpa, Old Jack felt relieved for a while, forced Tang Hao to his head, feeling very good, and said with a cheerful smile:
"This year's Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony is about to begin, and it's time for you, San, to participate."

After speaking, Old Jack turned his head to look at Tang Hao, who was slovenly and reeking of alcohol, his face changed instantly, and he smiled:
"Tang Hao, what do you say?"

Tang Hao listened to the conversation between the two, and couldn't help raising his thick eyebrows.

He glanced at Tang San, the depths of his eyes were full of inexplicable meanings, and said lightly:

"Then go ahead. When will the awakening ceremony start?"

After Tang Hao finished speaking, he took off the wine gourd on his waist, gulped down a few mouthfuls of the boss's low-quality ale, and let out a breath of alcohol decadently.

Looking at Tang Hao's appearance, Old Jack frowned tightly, and the wrinkles on his face deepened. His old eyes were full of disappointment, and he thought that Tang Hao was hopelessly hopeless.

So he said lightly:
"The Wuhun Awakening Ceremony will be held in the branch hall of the Wuhun Hall in the village in three days. When the time comes, I will come over in person and bring Xiaosan there."

"up to you."

Tang Hao stopped the bar with an "uh," and nodded casually, not wanting to pay any more attention to the old man.

Hearing the two talk about the Wuhun Awakening Ceremony, Tang San's eyes lit up immediately.

He once heard people in the village mention that everyone in Douluo Continent has their own martial soul, and as long as they are six years old, they can participate in the martial soul awakening ceremony, and after awakening the martial soul, they have the opportunity to become a soul master.

It's just that the villagers don't seem to know much about the soul master, and it's a bit vague when he speaks, and he doesn't get much information.

Reminiscent of the fact that my Xuantian Kungfu has never been able to break through the bottleneck, maybe the soul master will be my way to break through the bottleneck?

Such an opportunity must be seized and not let go easily.

Thinking about it, Tang San hurriedly put aside the hand that was holding him by Old Jack, and walked to the front of Old Jack, completely forgetting that he thought that Old Jack had a way to kill him just now, and asked Old Jack curiously with his face up:
"Grandpa Jack, can I also participate in the awakening ceremony?"

Old Jack chuckled and nodded affirmatively:
"Of course I can."

Seeing Tang San's curious face, Old Jack was very satisfied, stroked his white beard, and continued:

"Little San, in the Douluo Continent, all of us ordinary people can participate in the Wuhun Awakening Ceremony, and it's all free."

"The Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony is held once a year, as long as you register and apply to the Martial Soul Hall in advance, and don't miss the time."

"At that time, Wuhundian will send inspection deacons to various towns and villages to awaken Wuhun for children who have reached the age of six."

"Our holy soul village is under the jurisdiction of Notting City. At that time, a deacon at the level of a great soul master from the Wuhun branch of Notting City will come in person to help the children in our village awaken their Wuhun."

"So, Xiaosan, don't miss it."

"You get ready and keep your body in top condition. I'll come pick you up in three days."

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(End of this chapter)