Douluo's My Name Naruto

"Grandpa, I'm sorry. I thought I would come back soon, but I didn't expect it to take so long. At that time, I was bragging to you about how many times I ran back and forth a day. Are you kidding me?

That Qin, Ao Qin is the soul saint who came out of our village. Did he leave anything behind? It was a dragon. I didn’t expect it. Let me tell you secretly. That dragon was very big and powerful. That’s why I didn’t come back so soon. .

Of course, your grandson is even better. He slashed the giant dragon with his hand and absorbed its soul ring. I am now a soul sect. You see, this is my fourth soul ring. It is black and is ten thousand. year level.Pretty, right?”

On the dirt road, old Jack was lying on Taolong's back, listening to him talk about his experiences during this trip.

At this time, with Tao Long deliberately speeding up his pace, they were much ahead of the main force.

Tao Long also summoned a soul ring, and the yellow, purple, purple and black halo surrounded the grandfather and grandson, and Old Jack nodded happily.

"Let me just say, our ancestor is a Soul Saint, and he must have left a lot for our descendants. Xiaolong, you must continue to work hard. Grandpa is waiting for the day when you become a Soul Saint."

"I know, I know. You should always take care of yourself. Don't talk about Soul Saint. Maybe in a few years, your grandson and I will become a titled Douluo. Then I will be called Jack. Grandpa, what do you think?"

Old Jack patted Tao Long's head vigorously, blowing his beard and staring:

"You brat, you're talking nonsense. I'm in very good health and can live for another ten or twenty years. There's no one called Jack Douluo. That's weird."

Jack Douluo Taolong thought about it and felt that it seemed pretty good.

How about just calling him Ultraman Jack?

Hehe, I told old Jack before that he must be stronger than Soul Sage, but he still didn't believe it.Now he talked about the Title Douluo, but he didn't refute it anymore.

After all, he is extremely talented, and the light of 24k pure gold cannot be concealed.

The grandfather and grandson were talking, and they had already walked thirty miles away to the cemetery where the villagers buried their relatives.

Speaking of it, there are many funeral procedures in rural areas, setting tables to entertain guests, crying for spirits, and according to the rules, juniors have to kneel in front of the door to welcome guests.When Tao Long first came, he met Tang San at such a banquet.At that time, he was in a bad mood and was in a state of autism all day long. After being adopted, he stayed in the house all day long, and was still dragged away by old Jack.

As soon as he arrived at the door, there were groups of people coming. In the crowd, Taolong let go of the hand of the old man, and saw a chubby little guy of four or five years old who was also learning to kowtow to welcome guests. After staying in that place for a long time, it made the child cry, and his mood became more relaxed.

But the good times didn't last long, and he was dragged away by the old Jack who heard the news.Entering the farmyard, at the round table on the farthest side, I saw a bunch of children sitting and playing around, among them was Tang San, who was very conspicuous, with a straight body, showing a sad expression when he knocked on the right, If it weren't for the constant packing movements in his hands that ruined the beauty of all these, he would have thought that there were friends who had been trafficked into this world just like himself.

Tao Long thought it was very interesting, so he asked:

"Grandpa, what is that little boy's name?"

"He, his name is Tang San, and his father is the blacksmith in the village. Hey, I get angry when I mention that guy. He just idles around all day, you know..."

Tao Long didn't listen to what was said later, he was shocked for a while, and rushed out, running to Tang San's side.

Tang San was taken aback, subconsciously took the cloth bag containing all kinds of pasta and snacks behind his back

"Hello, you are"

Tao Long opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start. Seeing Tang San's movements, he pointed at the back of his head.

"Your father is here"

"Dad, are you here for a drink?" Tang San also didn't expect that the boy in front of him of the same age would lie to him. Although he didn't know him and looked unfamiliar, to be honest, he usually didn't play with those children in the village. Looking at it, everyone is unfamiliar.

Watching Tang San turn around, Taolong grabbed the bag, turned around and ran away.

Feeling that his hand was empty, Tang San hurriedly turned his head, and was shocked to find that Taolong had already run more than ten meters away.

"Hahaha, remember, I'm the one who robbed you today. I don't want to change my name when I'm going, and I don't want to change my surname when I'm sitting. That's true for Taolong."

Tang San was left alone in a mess in the wind, stunned. From that moment on, his three views were completely refreshed, and he also remembered the name Taolong forever.

"Stop, don't run"

Hahaha, thinking of this, Taolong couldn't help laughing.

The old Jack on his back was puzzled by his smile, just about to pat Taolong on the head, hesitated for a moment, patted his grandson on the shoulder, and said:

"Xiaolong, what are you laughing at all of a sudden, it's scary to go to the cemetery. It can't be that this trip hurts the brain."

hahahaha

The laughter stopped abruptly, Tao Long smacked his mouth, unable to continue laughing.

Reluctantly said:

"Grandpa, I've said it all, I'm fine. It's just that I suddenly remembered a happy thing."

"Be serious, today is a big day for ancestor worship."

On the deserted beach behind the field is a cemetery specially planned by the village. In the past, the conditions were average. They just buried a small bag of earth, erected a piece of wood, and did not engrave it. It was just used as a mark to facilitate the search for the right person and ghost during ancestor worship. In the past few years, The rest has become much more refined. Most families will use adobe bricks to build a square frame to surround their ancestral tombs, and ask craftsmen to erect a stone tablet and engrave the names of their deceased relatives.

Generally speaking, when a relative dies in the family, the coffin will be placed in the mourning hall. After three days of solemn mourning, the villagers will blow the suona and bury it underground.Of course, unlike the previous life, this world where religious business is monopolized by the Wuhun Temple obviously has no living space for Taoist priests and monks. It is just a few old people wearing masks symbolizing ghosts and gods, mourning and sending the dead away.

Old Jack has a very high proficiency in this kind of thing.Tao Long asked him what he was shouting for, and he said that he was singing songs with some old brothers to bless the death of souls.

......

So it's not that howling ghosts and howling wolves is a necessary procedure for funerals, but in fact, it's because you sing like this.

All right, as long as the old man is happy.

Slowly, the crowd gathered.

In the vast cemetery, there are gusts of afternoon wind, bringing comforting coolness to those who travel far.Those lying here, I don’t know how many people are still living in the hearts of their loved ones.

Most of them probably didn’t even leave their names.

Paper money was flying all over the sky, and the ashes of the burning fire were also gone with the wind.Everyone came together, but they did not leave in groups. There are many tombstones, so it will naturally take more time.

Suddenly, Tao Long remembered a question

"Grandpa, Qin, where is he buried?"

old jack shook his head

"It happened hundreds of years ago. Ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust. No one knows about it."