Douluo Level 5 Blue Silver Grass

Holy Soul Village

The dam in the village is where people in the village dry their food. There was a group of children guarding their food to prevent it from being eaten by birds.

"Hey, Qian Shu, you see Tang San is back again," the slightly fat Huzi leaned over and touched Qian Shu, who was dozing next to him.

Qian Shu was agitated by Hu Zi's "hey" and glared at Tang San who was running in annoyance and said hello, "Xiao San, why are you in such a hurry?"

Tang San had actually seen the group of children on the dam a long time ago, but he didn't want to stop to say hello, but now that I asked him, he just replied: "I'll go back and cook for my dad." Running at a very fast speed He didn't slow down because he was returning, but continued running towards home.

"Besides, what kind of bull is a bull?" Hu Zi looked at Tang San's back and said with a smile.

He turned to Qian Shu and said, "Why do you think this kid always runs up the hillside every morning before dawn? Is he planning some bad idea?"

Qian Shu looked at Hu Zi and thought to himself: I can't tell you that that guy Tang San goes out every day to practice Kung Fu!

Huzi asked again without waiting for Qian Shu's answer: "Do you think we should go to Tang San tomorrow morning and beat him up?"

After hearing this, Qian Shu quickly shook his head and said in denial: "No, that's too early. I can't get up. You have to go by yourself. I might as well sleep more while I have this time." Qian Shu said this, but he was thinking in his heart. But it's: You can't beat this, that guy Tang San has already started practicing the martial arts he stole in his previous life.

After hearing this, Hu Zi also felt that it made sense. After all, Tang San had already reached the cliff before the sun had risen. It was typical for people who got up earlier than chickens.

"Humph, consider him lucky," Huzi said harshly after hearing this. After all, he was just a little kid who couldn't get out of bed.

Regarding his situation, Qian Shu could only feel sorry for him. After all, almost all the children in the village who were as hostile to Tang San as Huzi were like this.

Think about the time when children at the age of three are disgusted with cats and dogs. Suddenly, there is a child who is sensible and obedient, and can help adults do what they can at home, such as sweeping the floor, cooking, etc.; A polite child will greet everyone politely. Isn't this the legendary child from another family? Think about the fear of being dominated by other people's children when you were a child, and what is even more terrifying than this is the reality of other people's children.

So when the adults in the village used Tang San as a standard to educate their children, they said, "Look at Tang San. He has lost his mother since he was a child, and has only an unreliable drunkard father. How sensible he is; Look at you, you know how to cause trouble for me all the time." Over and over again, gradually the children in the village fell in love with Tang San. But in this fantasy world, has no one ever thought that maybe that wasn't a real child? Is there a possibility that he was taken away?

You said why I am not as hostile to Tang San as others, it is because I am a person with higher education and I am not a real child like Tang San.

I think back then I had gone through nine years of compulsory work, survived three years of thousands of troops, and four years of hard work in front of my mouth, and finally passed the postgraduate entrance examination, but just as I was dreaming about the wonderful life. In the future, I will accidentally get sick, then I will not survive it, and I will end up here accidentally.

It's scary to think about it, especially being from the same era as Tang San. As we all know, the Douluo Continent after Tang San became a god was dangerous, with a group of evil soul masters who didn't do anything. It was also dangerous to be in the same era as Tang San. Wuhun Palace is going to war with the two great empires of Tiandou and Xingluo. Um? Wait for the war. What will happen to a small town like Holy Soul Village, which belongs to Tiandou but is close to Xingluo, in a war? No, you have to move when you want to move, you have to be a soul master to be a soul master, and the physical training starts tomorrow, eh! tomorrow.

"Ah Shu, don't sleep, it might rain. Get up and collect your things quickly." Huzi woke up Qian Shu and ran to the warehouse to get tools.

Qian Shu woke up and glanced at Tianhou, who also went to get the tools.

When Qian Shu and Hu Zi's parents arrived at Dabazi, they saw that they had been put into containers.

"Okay, you two little guys have packed it up. Let's carry everything in," said Hu Zi's father.

"Okay, okay," Qian Yidou smiled and nodded, "You two guys are waiting here." After saying that, he started loading things into the warehouse.

In the evening, Qian Shu said to his parents at the dinner table: "Mom, dad, please remember to wake me up early tomorrow morning. I have to get up and exercise."

Qian Shu's mother, Zhao Yue, heard Qian Shu's words and asked, "Oh, our Ashu, can you tell your mother why you got up so early?"

Qian Shu's father Qian Yidou also chimed in after hearing this: "Yes, Dad, I also want to know why our little lazy boy has to get up early?"

After hearing this, Qian Shu took a few bites of rice and said, "Of course it is to have a good body and become a powerful soul master in the future."

Qian Yidou and Zhao Yue looked at each other after listening to Qian Shu's words, and they could see in each other's eyes that they didn't believe it. This was the conclusion they came to based on their own son's understanding.

If others don’t know about my son, don’t they, as parents, know about it? He started to have various ideas after he could talk and walk at the age of two, but the only one he persisted in was decorating his small room in the yard when he was four years old. That time his son dug up the Three months of blue silver grass.

"Okay, you father and son, stop making trouble and go and have a rest." Zhao Yue stopped the father and son who were playing around.

"Received" Qian Shu heard his mother's words and ran towards his small room in the backyard.

There are many bluesilver grasses in Qian Shu's room, both on the ground and on the walls. Qian Shu lay on the bed and looked at Lan Yin Cao. It was strange to say that when he was a child, he always felt uneasy for no apparent reason, but since he couldn't speak, he could only cry, which made his parents helpless and didn't know what to do. Well, the last time his parents took him to the fields to work together, he stopped crying when he put him in the blue silver grass. Since then, his parents have brought a plant every day. Only when you put fresh blue silver grass next to you can you fall asleep. But when I grew up, a bluesilver grass no longer worked, so in the end, my father built a house like this in the backyard for me.

Thinking about things like this, Qian Shu fell asleep in the breath of blue silver grass.

Early the next morning, Qian Yidou came to Qian Shu's room, patted his son and said, "Ah Shu, wake up. Don't you want to exercise? Why are you still asleep?"

Did Qian Shu hear this? Hear it; are you up? No rise.

He turned over, pulled the quilt up again, and muttered: "I'm talking about tomorrow, not today, dad, you hate it, let me sleep a little longer." After that, he fell asleep again.

Qian Yidou looked at Qian Shu in front of him and shrugged his shoulders before going out.

Zhao Yue saw her husband coming out and said, "How are you? Are you up?"

Qian Yidou took a sip of porridge and said, "Do you know what your own son is like?"

Zhao Yue was speechless.

In this way, Qian Shu's goal of getting up early to exercise tomorrow passed one year after another, and it was the day before Qian Shu awakened his martial spirit at the age of six.