Douluo: my martial soul is a gun

Zhang Fan saw that Er Pang seemed to want to ask something else, but Zhang Fan ignored him and walked out quickly.

Fortunately, I was still worried about him during that meal, and even wanted to write an inspirational story about Ah Yan for him, and told him a paragraph: 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty.

Or let’s read a passage from a Douluo classic: There are no useless martial spirits in the world, only useless soul masters.

As for the master in Douluo who said these words, Zhang Fan completely scorned him, he was just a scumbag, and he relied entirely on the ancient books of Wuhun Palace. After compiling them, he took them as his own and kept them everywhere. Promote.

I also don’t want to think about how I, a layman who is less than level 30, can talk so clearly about those realms that I can’t even reach, and how I can gain experience.The various huge experimental data he did, without the information support of Wuhun Palace, collected the experiments one by one by himself. Does he have that strength?He's just a loser who desperately wants to prove that he's not a loser.

After a while, the two of them walked out of the Wuhun Hall. Er Pang went directly to Old Wang and told his father that he could become a soul master and become a real soul master at the age of 30.

Zhang Fan smiled faintly and looked at the crowd around him. He couldn't help but sigh at the great status of the soul master. The eyes of these villagers were completely different from before.

The village chief must have told the truth about his joining the Spirit Hall before, fearing that some people would make mistakes again.Zhang Fan scanned around, then walked towards a group of people and said to a middle-aged woman.

"That Aunt Liu, I just heard that it seems that to celebrate my becoming a soul master, I want to eat the mine? What's wrong with you? Why can't you think about it all of a sudden?"

Suddenly the middle-aged woman's face turned red and she hurriedly squeezed out a smile: "Aren't I happy for you? I'll make you some delicious steamed buns with fresh cornmeal later. I've already seen them. Come out, the children of the old Zhang family have been smart since they were young and have the qualifications of soul masters, don't you think so?"

Suddenly, people around him were shouting congratulations, and then they were sending all kinds of delicious food.The eyes of these people are full of envy, and even some panic, inferiority, and fear.

Zhang Fan stood quietly beside the crowd, listening to their praises and not leaving. He kept listening to them praise himself.The reason why Zhang Fan did this was not for himself, but mainly to vent his anger for the original owner. The original owner was very strong-tempered and tough, and he had the obsession to fight for his reputation without making steamed buns.

The former 'Zhang Fan' had been looked down upon and bullied by them for the past six years. Maybe he had no complaints at all, but he just couldn't see others being good and he didn't get stronger himself. He wished others were worse than them to be happy.

Here, Zhang Fan listened to them rack their brains and think of all kinds of words to praise. No matter how bad their words of praise were, if they were not disgusting, Zhang Fan had to suffer today.

After listening to their praise for half an hour, he was not allowed to stop unless he said something. After that, Zhang Fan didn't bother to care about all the grievances and grievances in the past. He completely turned over the story. It was Zhang Fan's explanation for him.

After a while, Er Pang squeezed into the crowd and ran over.

"Brother Ergou, Brother Ergou, my father heard that you are leaving today and asked you to come over to my house for dinner later. He wanted to celebrate for you and for me. He also said that he would treat you to a drink and he would practice it for you. ." Erpang saw that Zhang Fan was done here and ran all the way over to find Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan instantly understood what Uncle Wang meant.I am an orphan and have no relatives. I only have an uncle from my neighbor who sincerely celebrates me and then bids me farewell.

"Okay, thank Uncle Wang for me. You two, Fatty, go back first. I will go to your house to find you later." Zhang Fan thanked him and said to the fat man.

"What about you? Can our two families come along?"

"I'll take a walk around the village, take a look, and go back later. You can go first," Zhang Fan explained.

"Oh, okay, I'll wait for you at home. Remember to come. I'll leave first."

After a moment, Zhang Fan turned around and left without answering anyone else. He quickly disappeared into a small alley and walked directly to a place in the village where beggars often appeared.

Zhang Fan wanted to see in the village whether the evil soul master who was killed by him had left any clues in the village. When the time comes, he would tell Wuhun Palace to find out the evil soul master behind him and not let him be there. Harm people.

The reason why he didn’t want to report it to Wuhun Palace before was because he had no evidence. It was all his own experiences and memories. Zhang Fan didn’t want to involve himself. There have always been many battles between Wuhun Palace and evil soul masters. This gang There are all kinds of evil soul masters.The front is just right, but if he assassinates and retaliates before his strength grows, he will be finished.

After searching in the village, I didn't find any valuable information. Maybe it was because Zhang Fan was not very professional in this area, so he gave up.

If only I had taken those two people's packages at that time, there must be some evidence and some money inside, and I could also get rewards from Wuhun Palace.

However, Zhang Fan was only sorry for this, and had no regrets, because at that time, every minute and every second was life, and money was just an external possession, but life was still important.

Zhang Fan went home directly and started packing his things.It seems that I find that I have nothing worth packing.

He put on the cleanest clothes at home, but they were similar to beggar's clothes. They had a lot of holes. Maybe they would look very worn to others, but Zhang Fan looked quite fashionable. As for whether others despised him or not, Zhang Fan If you don't care, there is nothing you can do if you care, there is nothing new.

He was armed with one person, an ox-horn bow, and nothing else.Zhang Fan used this ox-horn bow quite easily. Zhang Fan also tested its power and found it to be quite lethal. He also hunted some small animals in the mountains, such as rabbits and pheasants.

I don’t know what Su Da Tool Man was doing. Zhang Fan waited at home for a long time but still didn’t arrive. Zhang Fan was invited to Lao Wang’s house for a big meal and quietly threw away the silver coins that he and those people had knocked. He took a place in Erpang's house.

When Zhang Fan finished eating, Su Yuntao happened to arrive. Zhang Fan seriously suspected that this Su Da tool man had nothing to do but was observing and protecting himself.

"Let's go, have you finished packing your things? After packing, let's set off to Notting City? I will explain to you the composition and training of a soul master while walking along the way." Su Yuntao looked at Zhang Fan and said.

"Oh, okay." Zhang Fan directly picked up the package in the corner, and then set off with Su Da Toolman.

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