Douluo: My Wuhun is the Eye of Jianjigu

Chapter 1 Sick Yangzi?What a joke!

Holy Spirit Village.

"Mistress, grandpa is here to pick you up!"

Old Jack grabbed the iron ring on the door with his old hands and knocked on it a few times.

"Coming soon."

After receiving a response, Old Jack put his hands behind his back and waited quietly.

quickly

There was a sound of footsteps approaching from far away, and with a creak, the moss-covered wooden door opened.

A little boy with black hair slightly tinged with purple and a childish face opened the door.

"Grandpa Jack, didn't we agree on ten o'clock? Why did we come here at this time?"

Tang San looked at Village Chief Jack with some confusion. Today is the day for the awakening of school-age children in the village. There was notice before, but the time set at that time was ten o'clock, but now it's only nine o'clock. Isn't it a bit too much? early?

Tang San's doubtful gaze didn't last long. After seeing the boy standing quietly behind Village Chief Jack, his eyes were startled, a light flashed in his eyes, his body tensed, like a cub that had discovered a predator, and his expression was extremely nervous. .

"Brother Yan, you...why are you here too?"

The boy whom Tang San called Big Brother Yan was taller than the standard height for a six-year-old boy, about 1.2 meters, which didn't sound high, but compared to Tang San, he was half a head taller.

It's just that his face is pale and his body is thin, and his whole person always exudes an aura of weakness, like a willow tree in the wind that will die at any time.

Logically speaking, as a time traveler and a genius disciple of the Tang Sect in his previous life, Tang San shouldn't have reacted like this, but...

"Ahem...what's wrong, Xiaosan, you can awaken your martial soul when you reach the age. Ahem...cough, can't I, a sick young man, not be able to do it?"

Yan Yi raised his pale and slender palms and said mockingly: "Besides, you are so nervous, are you still afraid of a sick guy like me?"

As if to prove it, Yan Yi, who Tang San called Brother Yan, covered his mouth and coughed a few times. A flush flashed across his pale face. It was obvious that Yan Yi's physical condition was not good, and he could even... Extremely serious.

Tang San wasn't surprised at all. As a time traveler, he naturally had precocious wisdom. Tang San still knew very well about Yan Yi, who was adopted by the village chief.

Born to be sick, he was almost dead when his parents abandoned him in the cold winter and was discovered by Old Jack. However, he survived tenaciously. However, his body bones have always been very weak, and he can only take two steps on weekdays. Panting.

Tang San, who had been practicing Xuantian Kung since childhood, also deliberately approached Yan Yi to check up on Yan Yi's physical condition.

More than just a sick man, it can be said that his energy is like a gossamer. In other words, it is already a miracle that Yan Yi is still alive and able to move normally.

From this point of view, for Yan Yi, having no strength to tie a chicken is already a compliment.

At least everyone in the village thought so, including the former Tang San.

Old Jack smiled bitterly twice and patted Yan Yi's back gently. After he calmed down, he turned around and said helplessly: "Yan Yi, this kid, has been weak since he was a child. I don't want to ask for goodbye." Yes, if he could awaken his martial soul, maybe his body wouldn't be so bad."

The awakening of a martial spirit is a matter of only one in a thousand. Not to mention Yan Yi's frail body, even a strong child may not be able to awaken and become a soul master.

It's just that Old Jack has no choice but to treat Yan Yi as a living doctor. It's not that he didn't find someone to treat Yan Yi's illness, but no matter what level of doctor he is, he concludes that Yan Yi is not sick and is very healthy. .

The problem is that I am healthy and have no diseases, so why have I been so weak since I was a child and can hold my breath at any time?

Old Jack felt bitter, but when he thought that today was the day when the children's martial arts awakened, he immediately suppressed his sadness and said with a smile: "Damn, when you get older, you like to express your feelings, so hurry up and set off, the adults in the martial arts hall will probably do the same soon." It’s here, we can’t neglect it.”

"Oh, okay, Grandpa Jack!"

A somewhat absent-minded Tang San responded, silently following behind Jack Yan Yi who had turned around and walked ahead.

But the corner of his eye would occasionally and uncontrollably fall on Yan Yi, who was walking slowly.

Too

Grandpa Jack came to call him so early in advance, maybe because Yan Yi, a sick man, has difficulty moving!

Such a thought flashed through my mind.

wrong!

Thinking of the pair of purple eyes he saw that day on the edge of the cliff, which were even more enchanting than the Purple Demon Eyes, Tang San lowered his head subconsciously.

As a disciple of the Tang Sect, he possesses various unique skills. It is no exaggeration to say that no one in the entire Holy Soul Village can be his opponent, even if he is only six years old now.

Only this guy couldn't figure it out or see through it at all.

When he discovered Yan Yi's purple pupils that were accidentally exposed, the first thing he thought of was the purple devil pupils he had cultivated, thinking that he was a time traveler like himself, and even came from the Tang Sect.

However, after years of insinuations and secret observations, we came to the conclusion that Yan Yizhen was seriously ill, a veritable sick man, and not a scary guy at all.

"What's wrong? Mistress, why do you keep looking at me?"

Yan Yi, who was walking in front, covering his mouth and coughing lightly from time to time, suddenly turned around, with a faint smile on his lips.

Yes, this is it!

Tang San's heart was shaking wildly, and his eyes quickly looked away.

With this terrifying insight, he is obviously a sick man. Could it be that he has eyes behind his back?

Even if he practices the Xuantian Technique, he will not be able to achieve this level without being able to break through to the second level.

Tang San hesitated, "No, it's nothing."

"The handprints of the children are proof of the glory of our Holy Soul Village. A Soul Saint came out of our Holy Soul Village back then. This is also the origin of the name of our Holy Soul Village..."

At this time, he walked to the village square and looked at the stone pillar on the platform in the center. Old Jack was full of pride.

"Ahem, okay grandpa, after so many years, my ears are almost calloused!"

"Huh, you kid, what are you talking about?"

Only then did Yan Yi turn around, letting go of Tang San who was obviously relieved, and helplessly interrupted Old Jack who was about to recall his past glory.

Since he came to this world and was adopted by Old Jack, he has reviewed the matter of Soul Saint almost every three days and revisited it every five days.

But he is not impatient. Forget it in the past, there are still so many people waiting today!

Glancing aside, Yan Yi stood at the front of the school-age children who were already arriving one after another.

suddenly

Sensing a powerful wave approaching in the distance, Yan Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to look at the top of the building that was obviously different from the houses in the village.

coming! *2

Although a beat slower than Yan Yi, Tang San, who also reacted, glanced first at the extremely smelly young man who fell from the top of the house, and then looked at Yan Yi, who had a look of longing in his eyes.

really

What kind of bullshit is this? I, Tang San, don’t believe it!

(End of this chapter)