[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

My past life?

Tang San hesitated for a moment when he heard this. He didn't know where to start.

...Is it the indistinguishable sweat and raindrops while climbing up the cliff under the heavy rain, the suffering of struggle and suffering in the years, the inhuman humiliation and arrogance of the master?

Or is it the joy of finally learning the technique and the sense of accomplishment of painstakingly studying the Buddha's Furious Tanglian?

Or, is it the relief of finally returning to dust and dust to dust?

Tang San thought about his previous life, and suddenly found that those days were quite exciting. While he was pursuing that unattainable dream, he had already experienced so many colorful, sour, spicy and painful things... he had tasted them all.

Thinking about it this way, time has indeed passed a long time.

Tang Lingyi saw that he didn't speak for a long time and thought he had something to hide. Patted him on the shoulder and said: "Forget it, if you have something to hide, don't say it."

After saying that, she looked at him with a considerate look on her face, wanting to get rid of these words.

Tang San shook his head in amusement and breathed a sigh of relief: "Actually, there's nothing bad to say, it's just that my life is extremely ordinary. You may sound bored."

"It's okay, just tell me, I'm quite curious." Tang Lingyi shook her head nonchalantly and looked at Tang San expectantly.

Tang San smiled helplessly, looked long into the distance and began to talk about his past life.

"...In the end, I jumped off the ghost to see the sorrow, and I came here in the blink of an eye." Tang San passed through his life of more than twenty years in a few words. When he came back to his senses, he saw a Tang San with dilated pupils and an unbelievable look on his face. Ling Yi.

Tang San frowned and bent down to see if she felt uncomfortable in any way. Unexpectedly, Tang Lingyi reached out and hugged her.

Teenagers of twelve or thirteen have grown up like weeds and have never encountered such a situation. Unlike her father's broad and strong chest, the girl's shoulders had a somewhat fragile beauty. Perhaps due to her poor health and her martial spirit, the faint scent of medicine lingered around Tang San's nose. , similar to the fragrance of green grass he smelled when he was lying on the hillside when he was young. It was full of natural scent, but a little different... It was probably a little bit of his daughter's fragrance, Tang San thought and blushed.

The young man's body gradually stiffened, the gentle breathing in his ear, and the delicate profile of his face so close... all of this made Tang San at a loss.

Tang Lingyi raised her hand and patted his back: "Baby, you are so pitiful."

"Actually, it's not bad." Tang San stuttered, his hands hanging blankly by his side, which was particularly awkward.

Tang Lingyi let him go, rubbed the boy's silky hair, and whispered like a coaxing child: "It's okay, little boy. Don't think about those bad guys who have no vision. What can they teach you? I can’t even make a small concealed weapon! From now on, you will follow me and I will ensure that you have everything you need!"

As she spoke, she patted her shoulder and raised her eyebrows at him as if she was a "big sister who's very loyal."

Tang San looked a little strange when he heard this. Tang Lingyi mistakenly thought that he was still struggling. She sighed helplessly and stretched out her hands in a hug gesture: "Okay... if you are still not happy, can I hug you again?"

Again?

Thinking of those touches just now, Tang San subconsciously took a step back and twitched the corner of his mouth: "No, no need. Thank you, thank you, Ling Yi."

The last two words are very vague. Under the ambiguous moonlight, they are as intimate as the sweet words of lovers.

A silent atmosphere spread between the two, and the pink mist was budding in the air.

According to common sense, with careful watering, young buds will grow into tall and proud trees, blooming with brilliant flowers and producing fragrant fruits.

But it's a pity...

Tang Lingyi never lets things develop according to common sense.

Faced with this somewhat strange and ambiguous situation, she smiled easily, waved her hands nonchalantly and said, "It's okay. I already told you that I can be your father. This is what I should do! You don't have to be so polite to your father~"

Tang San, who was still a little shy at first: "..."

In an instant, all the thoughts and charms in his heart were completely gone. The little bud that had just stuck its head out retracted into the ground with a "pop", leaving only an unspeakable silence and irritability in his heart.

Tang San looked at the triumphant girl in front of him speechlessly, bent down and smiled mysteriously.

Upon seeing this, Tang Lingyi's heart suddenly flashed with vigilance, and her cheeks ached for no reason. She drove the wheelchair and was about to move back, but she was caught by Tang San, who had already been eyeing him eagerly.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, give me your butt!" Tang Lingyi ordered vaguely, trying hard to break free from Tang San's restraints with both hands.

Tang San, who was having so much fun, didn't even notice. His fingers that were slender than five years ago easily played with Tang Lingyi's face in the palm of his hand like kneading dough.

Tang Lingyi, who was avenged, glared at Tang San, put her hands on his arms, and unyieldingly paid back the sins she had suffered. Things seem to be back to that holiday again, when the depressed boy was enlightened by the girl's nonsensical actions, and the arrogant girl was teased by the boy. The calm time filtered away the gravel, leaving bright pearls and jade shining in the long river.

However, the difference was that when the two of them got tired and let go, Tang Lingyi reached out with lightning speed and touched Tang San's body before he could pull away.

"What?" Tang San kept lowering his head and bending over, casting a doubtful look at Tang Lingyi.

Tang Lingyi couldn't help laughing when she saw Tang San's motionless look, and made a triumphant face when she looked at him: "I asked you to pinch my face, and just stay here for a while, hum! "

"Lingyi~ Stop making trouble." Tang San smiled bitterly, but he never expected that Tang Lingyi would suddenly get angry.

Tang Lingyi turned around and looked at him calmly, raised her eyebrows and said, "I didn't make a fuss! It was you who pinched me first."

"But it was you, Lingyi, who started it first." Tang San defended.

"I, I was obviously trying to comfort you!" Tang Lingyi puffed up her cheeks.

Tang San who "suddenly has a father": "..." You call being a son meant to be comforted?

Seeing his unconvinced look, Tang Lingyi snorted: "Why, what did I say wrong?"

"...Yes, you are right." Tang San moved his mouth and finally compromised.

"That's pretty much it." Tang Lingyi raised the corner of her mouth when she heard this. Looking at the late morning sky, she no longer bothered him. She slowly approached Tang San, who had been bending over and raising his hands, to untie his acupuncture points.

Then he took a big step back and looked at him warily: "It's getting late. I'm going back to sleep. I won't come."

Tang San rubbed his sore neck and waist, and seeing her frightened look couldn't help but sigh: "Okay, let's stop making trouble. I'll take you back."

Tang Lingyi raised her hands in front of her chest. Seeing that he really didn't want to continue, she slowly put her hands down and coughed twice: "Ahem, let's go back."

Tang San smiled helplessly when he saw her looking like she was facing a formidable enemy, but he didn't try to provoke her any more.

He slowly walked behind Tang Lingyi, pushed the wheelchair with both hands and left the woods.

The full moon swayed impatiently in the sky, forming a sharp contrast with the peaceful world. Maybe he couldn't stand their leisurely state, and there were faint dark colors rolling on the horizon, as if foreshadowing something... Tsk, trouble is coming.

The next day, when the school bell rang and everyone hurried to the playground, Ning Rongrong was already waiting there.

The little girl's fair face was a little haggard, her eyes were red, and she looked charming.

About a quarter of an hour later, Flanders Shi Shiran came from a distance. He didn't pay much attention to Ning Rongrong. He glanced at everyone and frowned: "Where's Oscar? Is he sleeping in again? Tang San, go get him." He called me, and today’s class wouldn’t be possible without him.”

Tang San nodded and was about to go back to the dormitory when he saw Oscar running over from the direction of the dormitory, his face still full of excitement that shouldn't be there.

Flanders glared at him: "Oscar, do you want to run in circles again?"

When Oscar heard this, he quickly shook his head: "No, Dean. Please listen to my explanation. I have broken through to level 30!"

"What did you say?!" Everyone looked at Oscar in surprise. Tang Ling Yizai looked at him carefully, and after catching a glimpse of Ning Rongrong's reaction from the corner of his eye, he let out a light tut in his heart.

She is indeed a little princess who has not grown up.

Flender's eyes lit up: "Hahaha, good, good, good. As expected of you, Oscar, a food department soul master, hey, another level 30! Oscar, on behalf of the academy, I congratulate you."

Dai Mubai temporarily put aside his depression over breakfast, clapped his hands, and said jokingly: "Congratulations, Xiao Ao. Could it be that falling in love can help with cultivation?"

Looking at Ning Rongrong, Oscar glared at Dai Mubai awkwardly, and said with a bitter smile: "Stop joking, how can you be brokenhearted if you have never been in love before?"

Others also came forward to express congratulations, but Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing stood there without any reaction.

"Okay, let's start today's lesson now." Flanders pulled everyone back from congratulations to Oscar, "Today's lesson is very simple. Oscar, you are the protagonist today. Today's lesson is all about Oscar. In addition, each of you must eat at least one of the two types of sausages created by Oscar’s soul power.”

Hearing this, everyone except Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who were familiar with Oscar's "perverted" soul curse, were a little curious. They haven't seen the sausages made by Oscar, but if they can take it as a course... it should be a very challenging thing.

Several people lowered their eyes and cheered up.

Xiao Wu murmured in a low voice: "Isn't it just eating sausages? Is it necessary to be so serious?"

Xiao Wu, who had already eaten sausages and thought they tasted quite good, had no idea what these strange adults were thinking.

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Flanders smiled sinisterly at a few people: "Everyone of you must do this lesson, otherwise, there will be no need to stay. Oscar, start."

He stood there with a cold face, and his selfless look showed his attitude of "no one can get away with it".

Oscar touched his nose and obediently started making sausages.

Soon, after Oscar recited the soul curse, several people's doubts about this class were answered.

"I have roots..."

The strange soul curse coupled with the inexplicable smile made the pink-faced boy look a little more obscene.

Xiao Wu immediately took a few steps back, her chubby little face wrinkled like a bitter gourd. Tang San and Tang Lingyi looked at each other, then silently looked ahead, trying their best to keep calm. Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have no reaction. One looked at Oscar with a complicated expression, while the other lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Dai Mubai couldn't help but be happy when he saw the reaction of the newcomers. He patted Tang San on the shoulder and said to Tang San, as if he was just talking to Tang San: "Although this boy's soul curse is a bit disgusting, But the taste is actually quite good, and with the addition of a soul ring, the effect of accelerating the recovery of physical injuries is quite good. If you overcome that guy, you will pass this class quickly."

Xiao Wu's face improved a lot after hearing this, but the hand holding Tang Lingyi's sleeve still showed her mental disorder.

At this time, Oscar shook two sausages with completely different flavors, chuckled, and looked at the crowd maliciously: "Who goes first?"