People are Douluo, breath becomes God

evening.

Tang Sanjia.

The noise frightened a nest of birds in the magic tree and flew away. The little chick who had been afraid to fly for a long time was so frightened that it flapped its wings and was able to fly.

"Martial Soul Palace!"

"impossible!"

"My son will never join the Spirit Hall!"

Tang Hao roared like thunder, his eyes widened with anger, as if he wanted to eat people!

Standing at the door of Tang San's house, Wang Jiuxian crossed his arms with an "I knew it" expression.

Hu Liena was confused and thought to herself: "Uncle Tang, Wuhun Palace has invited you to provoke you, but you actually reject Wuhun Palace so much!"

In the room.

Tang San stood next to Old Jack, vaguely aware of his biological father's hatred for Wuhun Palace, but family affection was more important to him, so he secretly suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

With Xuantian Kung, even if he couldn't join the Spirit Hall or even become a soul master, he would definitely be able to achieve something great.

Tang San clenched his little fist and cheered himself up.

Seeing Wang Jiuxian smiling at the door, he quickly put away his little fists and clenched them in his heart.

dong dong!

Old Jack leaned on the cane twice, pointed at Tang San and said:

"Tang Hao, don't yell at me. Xiao San'er's martial spirit is just Blue Silver Grass. If Nana hadn't caught up with Master Su Yuntao to intercede yesterday, even if he had full soul power, it would be impossible for him to enter the Spirit Hall. Want it from him."

"Blue Silver Grass? Blue Silver Grass!" Tang Hao was stunned.

He murmured for a while.

Suddenly, Tang Hao's words became sharp:

"Old Jack, when you asked Xiao San'er to join Wuhun Hall, you didn't do it for the face of the village, Tiantianhunshenghunsheng, it's all nonsense!"

"Tang Hao, don't go too far!"

Old Jack raised his walking stick and pointed it at Tang Hao. His scales were touched and he said angrily:

"If it weren't for your good blacksmithing skills, I would have driven you out of the village! If it wasn't for the sake of my mistress, I wouldn't have taken you in at all!"

"Grandpa Jack..." Tang San hesitated to speak.

Old Jack looked at Tang San, who was shaking his head. He was obedient and sensible, and sighed: "Forget it, I can't help you Adou!"

"what?"

Tang Hao frowned, feeling that the words were not a good word, but glanced at Wang Jiuxian.

"A Dou who can't be helped! You can't be held up by mud!" Old Jack scolded and emphasized loudly.

But deep down in my heart, I feel sad: I don’t even know that Adou, who can’t help me, is even worse than his baby, ahem, little bastard.

Being stared at by Tang Hao, Wang Jiuxian scratched his head and giggled.

Tang Hao said angrily: "What words did you come up with again, you little bastard!"

"Who are you calling a bastard? If you want to tell me, tell me about your mistress!"

Father Jack was also very protective of his children. For the moment, he didn't care about Tang San beside him. He walked angrily to the door, picked up Wang Jiuxian and walked out.

At last.

Still couldn't help but look back and spoke in a slightly softer tone:

"Tang Hao, it's okay for you to be frustrated and decadent, and don't know how to make progress. But my mistress is only six years old. Don't waste my life!"

Seeing Wang Jiuxian and his son leaving, Hu Liena followed and looked back at Tang Hao.

This Tang San's father was not a simple man. The momentum at that moment was so strong that it really made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, as if the master standing in front of her was when his anger exploded.

It's been a long time.

Only then did Hu Liena regain her concentration and look at the black hair standing upright on Wang Jiuxian's head in front of her, in a daze.

"Three days?"

"It would have been better if it had been two days earlier!"

Hu Liena thought that there were still three days left before she agreed to meet with Grandpa Ju.

Thinking about it, she unconsciously stared at the tuft of hair on Wang Jiuxian's head.

Want to press!

When he got home, Father Jack was furious.

"Tell me about that good-for-nothing Tang Hao. He drinks all day long. His mistress is such a good kid. He actually objects to entering the Spirit Hall when he has the opportunity to do so. It's simply weird..."

Wang Jiuxian picked his ears.

Father Jack's nagging would probably take at least half an hour.

In Nana Jiang's ear, Wang Jiuxian whispered:

"Nana-chan, I'm going to cook some rice. Dad is so angry that he probably won't be able to cook for a while, so I'd better do it myself!"

Hu Liena nodded.

After thinking about it, she glanced at Old Jack and said, "I'd better go with you!"

Looking at the nagging father Jack and Nana-chan with a sneer on her face, Wang Jiuxian smiled and said:

"Alright!"

The two of them were just about to go to the kitchen when they heard Old Jack shout:

"When cooking porridge, put more rice, add a drop of vinegar and a drop of oil to make the rice more fragrant!"

Boo!

This old man has become addicted to mutton soup these days. He has almost eaten all the roasted mutton. He has to go to the back hillside to eat a whole mutton tomorrow.

Outdoor kitchen.

"Little brat, do you know the situation of Tang San's family?" Hu Liena scooped up a small bowl of rice and poured it into the basin prepared by Wang Jiuxian.

Wang Jiuxian carried the basin, walked to the water tank, scooped out a ladle of water, rinsed the rice, and raked away the milky white rice water.

Say while doing it:

"Brother Hao, I heard from my father that he came to the village with his mistress six years ago. The mistress is probably only this long."

After putting down the rice washing basin, Wang Jiuxian moved a stool and stood on it, gesturing towards the pot.

Hu Liena pursed her lips and smiled: "They are all the same! What about the others?"

"It seems like Brother Hao doesn't know anything. Apart from drinking, he also knows how to blacksmith!"

Wang Jiuxian took the rice washing basin handed over by Nana Jiang, poured the white rice into the pot, and jumped down to scoop a few ladles of water.

Then scoop half a ladle into the rice basin and pour it into the pot.

add fuel.

Add vinegar.

Finally, take out a few pieces of bone-in roast lamb and put them into the pot.

Gai Gai!

Hu Liena lit a fire, and the leaves of the magic tree gave off a faint fragrance when burned.

It smells good.

Hu Liena took a deep breath.

"Brother Hao is very good at blacksmithing. The things he sells are better and cheaper than those in the city. His business is pretty good. If he hadn't been so addicted to alcohol and spent all his money drinking every day, his family's life would probably be worse than mine. good!"

Hu Liena hummed.

"I'll light the fire!" Wang Jiuxian put on the lid of the pot and walked behind the stove. He looked at Nana-chan sitting on the low stool, feeling a little like he was living a small life.

Hu Liena said: "It's okay, I'll burn it, you continue talking."

Virtuous!

Wang Jiuxian praised from the bottom of his heart, moved a stool and sat next to Nana Jiang, handing her firewood.

"Xiaosan'er has been extremely talented since he was a child. He is different from ordinary people. Although he is a little worse than me, he is really good."

Hu Liena smiled and said: "You are really good at playing!"

"I think Tang San's father doesn't seem like an ordinary person. Is he a spirit master?"

Handing over a piece of wood, Wang Jiuxian shook his head.

"No, he's just a drunkard."

Man's mouth, liar ghost!

"Isn't it? My feeling is wrong?" Hu Liena murmured to herself.

Unable to get the information she wanted, Hu Liena changed the subject and prepared to attack Wang Jiuxian to join the Spirit Hall:

"Little brat, join the Spirit Hall!"

"Freedom!" Wang Jiuxian looked solemn and raised a firewood stick half as long as his arm.

"What?" Hu Liena didn't understand.

Wang Jiuxian handed over the firewood stick: "Joining Wuhun Palace is too restrictive. I admire freedom!"

It was this!

This little kid talks like the second uncle in the village!

Taking the firewood, Hu Liena persuaded:

"Although joining Wuhun Palace has restrictions, it does not mean that there is no freedom. Moreover, Wuhun Palace can obtain more resources."

"For a soul master, it is very important before the age of 30. It is really important. You can grow up faster by joining the Spirit Hall."

Wang Jiuxian knows all this. The key is that there are some things that he is unwilling to give up, such as the deep courtyard, the flowers, the music of the piano and the harp, the wives and concubines...

Cough!

Stop!

Wang Jiuxian said: "I'll think about it again!"

"Little brat, tell me, what do you need to do to join the Spirit Hall?" Hu Liena glared over.

Pretty!

Charm!

Wang Jiuxian scratched his head: "Nana-chan, don't be impatient. What do you think of this?"

Hu Liena: "Say it!"

"Wait for me for a while, there are some things that need to be done..."

Wang Jiuxian was well aware of the conflict between Tang San and the Wuhun Palace, and also understood that the future battle between the Wuhun Palace and the Tang Sect needed to be planned in advance.

Hu Liena didn’t know, so she was confused and said:

"You little brat, what are you going to do? What can happen?"

Wang Jiuxian: "Don't worry, give me a few years. When the time comes, I will go to Wuhun City to find you!"

Hu Liena was stunned for a moment and asked, "Did you know I was leaving?"

Handing another piece of firewood, Wang Jiuxian said:

"In the past two days, you have been restless and absent-minded. You are so hesitant. Aren't you going to leave?"

Hu Liena: "You are a little kid!"

The two chatted for a while, and Wang Jiuxian stood up and looked at the rice in the pot.

The rice grains are tumbling in the boiling water, the mutton bones are gradually softening, and the aroma of rice and mutton slowly spreads.

Looking at the white rice and mutton in the pot, Wang Jiuxian's eyes were filled with thoughts.

He did not tell Hu Liena the truth.

For one thing, now Hu Liena and him can only be said to have been together for about ten days, just like children playing house.

Secondly, Hu Liena has deep-rooted feelings for Wuhun Palace, and the interests of Wuhun Palace are her most fundamental interests.

Three,...

Cough!

Wang Jiuxian thinks——

Porridge needs to be cooked little by little. As time passes, the taste will be smooth and the aroma will last.