Holy Soul Village - Outside the Blacksmith Shop

A baby lying in a swaddle opens his eyes, he is wrapped tightly and unable to move, and his strong sense of hunger makes him cry loudly.

"Wow--"

The baby cried for a while, no one paid attention to him, and then fell asleep again.

At this time, a drunk man walked along the road. From a distance, he saw the cradle in front of the door. The drunkenness in his eyes instantly swept away. His body flashed, crossing more than ten meters, and appeared directly in front of the door.

Instead of looking at the baby in the swaddle under his feet, he pushed open the door and strode in.

"Missary!" the man shouted anxiously.

A baby's moan came from the inner room.

Hearing this voice, the man's expression slowed down a little. He glanced around and twice, then walked into the inner room and checked the children on the bed.

This is his child, yes.

The man looked at the room carefully again and confirmed that no one was coming in at home. He turned around and walked out the door, looking down at the swaddling clothes on the ground.

"Who put this kid here?"

The man frowned very tightly because he didn't like trouble.

"I don't care who you are, take him away immediately. I'm going to drink." After saying that, the man turned around and entered the house and closed the door.

There was a faint sound of rustling water and cups colliding in the room.

Time passes by minute by minute.

The sun, which had already set west, completely sinks to the horizon, and a cool night breeze blows into the swaddling clothes, waking up the baby in the swaddling clothes.

The baby opened his eyes in the midst of hunger and coldness, and cried out loud. The crying was very helpless and soft.

Squeak--the wooden door was opened with tears.

The drunk man bent down and carried the swaddle into the house.

The man looked down at the still crying baby and hummed heavily.

" Raising one is raising, and raising two is also raising. Just think of finding a companion for the mistress." The man took the swaddling clothes into the inner room and placed them next to his own children.

He untied the swaddle and twisted a note from the swaddle.

Note: Leaf Shadow, temporarily sent to this place.

A line of beautiful fonts appear on the paper.

"Haha, I'll send it here for the time being. Where have you treated me here?"

The man threw the note out the window.

——Five years later—

It was just dawn, and a trace of white fish appeared in the distance in the east. On a hill that was more than 100 meters adjacent to the Holy Soul Village, two boys sat side by side on the top of the mountain.

They looked only five or six years old, sitting straight, staring firmly at the slightest white fish belly in the distance.

Inhale and exhale slightly to form a perfect cycle.

At this moment, a faint purple aura emerged from the white of the fish belly.

The two boys' eyes were slightly wide open, and their energy reached the highest point at this moment. They no longer exhale, but just inhale slowly, and their spirit gradually sublimated.

The purple air lasted for a short time and almost flashed away. The color of the rising sun was like a little ink drop into clear water, quickly covering the whiteness of the fish belly, and the purple air disappeared.

The two boys closed their eyes and spit out the turbid air accumulated in their chest and abdomen, forming a white air arrow that was like a training-like.

After sitting quietly for a while, they opened their eyes, and a narrow purple feeling flashed through their eyes.

"Brother, the purple demonic eye of our Tang Sect is progressing so slowly." Ye Ying complained.

Tang San whispered: "We are still young, so it is normal for us to enter slowly, so don't worry. Get up, we should go back."

The two of them ran down the mountain one by one, jumping one by one. The potholes in the mountains had no effect on them at all, and were more than ordinary adults.

Ye Ying looked at Tang San's back and felt very impressed.

Tang San is about the same age as him, but he knows a lot of things. He even created a sect called the Tang Sect and taught him a very powerful "kung fu".

The elder brother is like a father. Tang San taught him in all aspects since he was a child, so he respected Tang San very much.

"Dad is almost about to wake up, we have to go back quickly." Tang San said, "Xiaoying, hurry up!"

The two of them increased their speed again, and their agility was completely beyond ordinary adults.

Tang Sanjia lives on the west side of Shenghun Village, located at the entrance of the village, with a total of three earthen houses without any decoration. It is the worst house in the village.

There is a one-meter-long wooden sign hanging on the door of the big house in the middle. There is a hammer painted on the wooden sign, which means a blacksmith.

Tang San and Ye Ying's father Tang Hao is the only blacksmith in the village.

Blacksmith is one of the cheapest professions in the world. He has a meager income and two children at home. Tang Hao also has the bad habit of getting drunk, which has led to Tang San and Ye Ying even having to run a small vegetable garden to fill their stomachs every day.

Scream-

Tang San pushed open the door, and Ye Ying walked in with him. Rice fragrance floated in the air.

But this breakfast was not made by Tang Hao for them, but by them themselves.

Since the age of four, when Tang San and Ye Ying were not as tall as the stove, they had to cook every day, even if they stepped on a stool.

Tang Hao did not ask them to do this, but if they didn't do this, they would not have enough food.

Tang Hao is really not a responsible and good father.

Ye Ying went to get the bowl, Tang San jumped onto the stool and opened the lid of the pot. The fragrant rice fragrance spread out with the white mist. The porridge in the pot was cooked and many vegetable leaves were floating.

Every day before going up the mountain, Tang San and Ye Ying would pick rice and pick vegetables and put them in the pot, raise the fire, and when they come back, the porridge will be cooked.

"Brother——Bowl." Ye Ying walked over with three iron bowls.

These three bowls were made by Ye Ying wrapped around Tang Hao and asked him to use scraps.

Tang San took the bowl, carefully prepared three bowls of porridge and put it on the table. The rice in the bowl was very thin, but there were a lot of vegetable leaves, which was barely enough for them to eat.

"Dad, it's time to eat!" Tang San shouted.

After a while, the curtain in the inner room was lifted up.

A tall figure staggered out.

This is a middle-aged man who looks nearly fifty years old, but his figure is very burly, but his outfit is really hard to compliment.

He was wearing a broken robe, with no patches on the broken area, but exposed bronze skin. His correct facial features were covered with a layer of waxy yellow, his hair was like a bird's nest, his beard was messy, his eyes were dull, and his expression was numb. His body was surrounded by the smell of alcohol from last night.

This is the father of Tang Hao, Tang San and Ye Ying.

Tang Hao grabbed the bowl, didn't bother him at all, and raised his head and poured the porridge into his stomach.

A bowl of hot porridge was in her stomach, and Tang Hao chewed the vegetable leaves, and his numb expression gradually thawed.

"Dad, drink it slowly, and there is something else." Tang San served him another bowl of porridge, and then sat down to drink his own porridge.

Ye Ying said disgusted: "Dad, can't you not drink without drinking?"

"You little brat, you can't care about me." Tang Hao said impatiently.

Soon, a pot of porridge was all in the stomachs of the three of them.

"If you have a job, take it first. I'll do it in the afternoon and I'll go and sleep for a while." Tang Hao stood up and walked back to the inner room.

Ye Ying grimaced at Tang Hao's back: "Dad, your life is really regular!"

Tang Hao shrugged.

"Dad, can this piece of iron be used for me?" Tang San said, pointing to a piece of pig iron covered with a faint black light in the corner.

Tang Hao turned his head and looked at the iron chosen by Tang San.

"Huh, there is iron spirit inside?"

Tang Hao turned his head and looked at Tang San.

"Do you want to be a blacksmith in the future?"
Chapter completed!