I was in Douluo, and Tang San stole my home at the beginning

A few days later, it was three o'clock in the morning.

Zhu Wu wrapped his feet in rags and walked against the night wind, finally reaching the other side of the river fifty meters away from Tang Hao's home.

This is the maximum distance that Xiaobai, as a separated martial spirit, can be away from his actions at the moment.

"Xiao Bai, go ahead." Zhu Wu turned to look over his right shoulder and whispered encouragement.

In order to avoid Tang Hao sensing the fluctuations in soul power, Xiaobai, who had transformed into a magpie in advance, tapped his head, flapped his wings and took off.

Tang Hao's residence consists of three adobe houses. The blacksmith shop is the one on the left near the lower reaches of the river. The door is partitioned by a door panel, but this door panel is really not good. It is made of multiple wooden boards nailed together, causing all kinds of air leaks. The top is even more leaky due to the uneven height.

And this happened to be the entrance for Xiaobai to enter.

"Creak, creak, creak." The night wind was strong, and the already loose doors and windows trembled, which was just enough to cover up the sound of flying wings.

This is also the reason why he chose to bring Xiaobai here tonight.

It was dark at night, and it was impossible to see clearly from a distance of fifty meters, but with the induction between him and Wuhun, Zhu Wu could feel Xiaobai approaching.

"It would be great if we could share the view." I sighed inwardly, but unfortunately, after trying, it couldn't be realized.

He felt a deep sense of malice in this world where soul rings were required to supplement any martial soul's abilities.

These days, he has fully understood the pain of a flying soul master who needs a martial soul to obtain flying soul skills in order to fly.

"Huhuhu" The cold wind slapped his face, which hurt a little. Zhu Wu tightened his collar and waited quietly.

On the other side, Xiaobai had already flown into the forging room and landed at the slag outlet of the furnace. He quickly ran in with his short legs. He flapped his wings gently, his petite body soared into the air, his sharp claws gripped the rough earth wall, and then his eyebrows were aimed at the blind spot, and the colorful light flashed slightly.

A large oval dumpling-shaped lump of clay suddenly pressed against the dead corner, and the soft soil on the periphery slowly embedded into the gap.

After a while, Xiaobai felt that the pressure on his head had weakened and the clay no longer slipped, and Xiaobai's head immediately lifted up.

"Puff puff puff" uses its sharp beak and claws to compact the middle and edges of the clay one by one, as if it is building a nest.

Time passed little by little, until the whole piece of clay was wrapped in a dead corner like a piece of dumpling wrapper, with the lead facing downwards without any obstruction, and then it landed satisfactorily.

He lowered his head, his eyebrows flashed with colorful light, and collected the debris into the space one by one, doing a good job of cleaning up the traces.

With a flutter, Zhenyi flew out of the forging room and flew happily towards Zhu Wu.

"Xiao Bai, you did a great job!" Zhu Wu praised in a low voice, summoned his martial spirit, and Ma Liu turned around and ran away.

"I guess Tang Hao didn't notice it. As for God Shura, he probably wouldn't be idle and stare at the two father and son while they were sleeping, right?"

I thought as I ran.

Tang Hao obtained the Killing God Realm and came out of the Killing City at the age of 28, long before he met A Yin. According to the description in the original work, the God of Killing Domain should be the certificate for qualifying for the Asura God Examination, and God Shura relies on this method to cast a wide net to select his successor. Therefore, it is difficult to say that the God of Killing Domain attached to Tang Hao's Haotian Hammer Spirit does not have the divine will of God Shura.

To be honest, when he finished watching the sequel, he suspected that Tang San was probably the son of destiny from Douluo Continent in Huo Guai's previous era.

Just like the God King Tang San can sense the birth of a son of destiny in Douluo Continent in the sequel, God Shura must also be able to sense the birth of a son of destiny.

Moreover, because Tang Hao had the Killing God Realm, he immediately locked onto Tang San and has been paying attention to him ever since.

Tang Hao has the divine will of God Asura, so isn't Tang Hao staring at him the same as God Shura staring at him?

Tang Hao can also serve as a bodyguard.

As for whether the Shura God knew that this son of destiny was possessed by Tang San who had traveled through his soul, it was unclear.

Perhaps we would find out later that Tang San had behaved abnormally since he was a child. However, it was not stopped, because the thing had already happened, and even though the body had been replaced with a soul, the destiny had not dissipated. He was still the son of destiny in Douluo Continent and could be cultivated to become the heir to the throne of God.

However, compared to Tang San who ruthlessly split his daughter's soul and injected it into the body of the auspicious beast Three Eyes Jinni, and then arranged for his daughter to come into contact with Huo Gua from the lower world, God Shura was obviously much smarter. First, with the help of Tang Hao, Tang San was allowed to enter the Killing City to obtain the Killing God Domain, and then along the way, he helped Tang San pass the Poseidon Examination. Why did he say help, because Tang San killed the Deep Sea Demon Whale King with the power of the Shura God.

It was also at this opportunity that God Shura intervened forcefully and persuaded Poseidon to agree to let Tang San inherit his throne with another martial spirit. It's hard to say that Tang San's poisoning on the road to hell was tacitly approved by God Asura, in order to let Tang Chen deliver the Asura Demonic Sword to Tang San.

If it is true, then Shura God is really a thousand-layer cake.

Perhaps, Tang San's life had already been planned by God Shura, regardless of whether he was the "true" son of destiny, Tang San.

"I have to say that at the beginning of the game, a hundred thousand year transformed soul beast came to my door, killed a thousand year soul beast and dropped its soul bone, fairy grass was delivered to my door, the Vast Sea Universe Cover was delivered to my door, and one hundred thousand year soul beasts sacrificed one after another, this luck, said Tang It’s a bit hard to believe that San is not the son of luck.”

"Hmph, we are both time travellers, and we are familiar with the plot. What we do is the son of luck!"

"Besides, even the thief like Tang San is chosen, which shows that the Shura God in this world is not that good." Thinking like this, Zhu Wu quickly walked away and disappeared into the darkness.

The next day, in the morning, west of Holy Soul Village.

The weather is cold in winter, and the Chinese New Year is approaching. No one comes to the blacksmith shop to make farm tools, and the surrounding rows of adobe houses look extremely cold. Ta-ta-ta-ta, in the distance, Tang San trotted back, quickly ran into the kitchen, came to the stove and opened the lid of the pot.

Before going up the mountain every day, he would put the rice in the pot and set out the firewood so that the porridge would be cooked when he came back.

"Dad, it's time to eat." Tang San carefully put two bowls on the table, turned his head and shouted softly into the room.

Soon, the sound of footsteps was heard. Tang Hao opened the door curtain and strode out. He came to the table, picked up the porridge, drank it in a big gulp, and walked out of the door.

Tang San didn't say anything else. After drinking the porridge, he simply packed up and went out and walked straight to the forging room.

Since awakening his twin martial souls, his father Tang Hao has obviously changed a lot. He no longer sleeps in in the morning, but personally teaches him the cloak hammering technique.

When we arrived at the forging room, my father had indeed lit the charcoal fire and the pig iron had been thrown into the furnace.

"Continue to hammer pig iron today." Tang Hao spoke concisely and to the point.

"Yes, Dad." Tang San nodded respectfully, strode to the anvil, picked up the forging hammer and waited.

After a while, the pig iron was burned red, and Tang Hao skillfully picked it up with iron pliers and placed it on the anvil.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, clanging.)

On the other side, as the top coal is fully burned, more and more waste residue with sparks falls into the slag outlet along the gap.

There was a constant sound of knocking outside, and more and more waste residue was accumulating inside, "crackling." The waste residue that had not yet cooled down fell and collided, sparks continued to splash, and the debris at the bottom splashed higher and higher as the waste residue piled up.

Until half an hour later, there was a pop. A cluster of sparks flew into the top corner, igniting the exposed fuse.

The fuse is very thin, the sound of ignition is very small, the smoke is also small, and it is completely covered by the burning carbon fire above.

In the blink of an eye, without warning.

"Boom!" A loud noise suddenly sounded in the forging room, and a wave of terrifying air burst out. The entire earthen forging platform was lifted from the bottom. A large number of soil blocks, bricks, mixed with calcined red coal and hot sparks exploded in all directions. shoot.

"Xiao San!" Tang Hao reacted quickly and slapped the side of Tang San who was holding the forging hammer high, intending to use his soul power to offset the shock wave and the shooting gravel and other objects. On the other side, Tang San also reacted quickly and immediately blocked his head and chest with a hammer.

He also knows in his heart that if he is hit in the lower body, he still has a chance to survive, but if he is hit in the head or heart, the probability of death will be greatly increased.

Tang Hao's reaction was really fast, and his emergency shot of soul power was also fast, but no matter what, it was not as fast as the first shock wave caused by the unprepared explosion. Without any suspense, Tang San was instantly knocked away. The forging hammer that was lowered to block the chest directly hit the chest with a muffled sound. The right arm holding the forging hammer was also twisted due to the impact, and the joints creaked, obviously broken.

"Puff puff puff" Other parts of the body were hit by gravel and sparks, making a muffled sound.

The nearby Tang Hao, whose first thought was to save Tang San, was also shaken back by the impact of the sudden explosion, and his body was hit by gravel one after another.

Time was so short that he didn't even have time to activate his martial soul, and naturally he couldn't use his defensive soul skills.

"Rumble" The rubble that was thrown up hit the surrounding walls, and the already weak earth wall inevitably collapsed, "Puff, puff, puff." The upward flames splashed with sparks to the surrounding flammable materials, Suddenly a raging fire ignited.

Tang Hao, who was worried about his son, stabilized his body without any hesitation, and used his soul power to accelerate towards Tang San.

"Boom" The carbon fire splashed into the house and exploded a second time, but the power was completely incomparable to the previous explosion.

"Thunder?" Everything was just a flash of lightning. The surrounding villagers were awakened by the explosion and hurriedly went out to check. Then they saw thick smoke rising over Tang Hao's house. "Tang Hao's house is flooded. Go and put out the fire."

Screams sounded one after another.

Tang San, your house exploded!

Zhu Wu, who was far away in his home in the north of the village, also heard the sound and turned his head subconsciously. Without much hesitation, he greeted his grandfather Zhu Gang and went out to watch the fun.