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Chapter 19 Punching in to Holy Soul Village

Tang San: "..."

Seeing this, the owner of the blacksmith shop simply gave up, and the foundry world would no longer have a future "magic craftsman".

What a pity...

"Third son, have you gone to the Notting City Martial Soul Branch Hall for soul power appraisal?"

Tang San was slightly startled, and shook his head in confusion, "Not yet? I plan to go after work, but have you already been there?"

Ye Hao nodded and took out a gold soul coin and a medal with Ye Hao's name on it.

"Yes, there is a monthly subsidy of one gold soul coin. I said, if you continue like this, it will be a drop in the bucket. Why don't you ask Xiao Wu to play iron with you? If you have more people, you can get more income, right?"

Tang San sighed helplessly, "Xiao Wu is now the boss of Notting Academy. How can I, a little brother, influence her? Are you here to see me?"

"Passing by..."

Ye Hao whispered: "Let me tell you a secret, Xiao Wu is really a rabbit."

After saying that, Ye Hao left, walked towards Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, went back to the dormitory and continued to lie down...

"Xiao Wu is really a rabbit?"

Tang San chewed on these words over and over again, thought for a while, then simply shook his head and continued to roll the iron...

The sound of "ping ping ping pong" sounded again...

Not long after Ye Hao left, a man in gray robe quietly appeared. He glanced at the direction Ye Hao left.

After a while, the man focused his attention on Tang San again, sighing helplessly, and then left in a flash.



Life at Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is very boring. You get up at sunrise every day and rest at night.

Apart from going back and forth between the academy and the blacksmith shop every day, and other than daily practice, Tang San basically had nothing else to do. Xiao Wu continued to be the boss and became a small force in the Notting Junior Spirit Master Academy.

It is said that even the principal knows that there is a little dancing girl in the college, but the principal is too lazy to care about it. As long as nothing happens, he can do whatever else he wants. Who can let someone be innately full of soul power?

As for Ye Hao, it is essential to lie down every day, and the normal daily practice is still carried out. Ye Hao's only hobby is this.

train?

Do you still need the body that the system gave you before leaving?

fall in love?

I have no plans to do so at the moment.

Playing with the kids?

Sorry, it's not that we in this age group can't play together.

Going to work in the blacksmith shop with Tang San?

It is impossible to work part-time, and it is impossible to work part-time in this life.

The college has its own rules. Parents are not allowed to visit students while they are in school. Only when the college is on holiday can many students leave the college and go home.

The usually bustling Qisha suddenly became desolate, and the remaining work-study students went back to their homes to look for their mothers.

Xiao Wu sat alone on the bed and glanced at Tang San who was practicing hard next to him. He was just a piece of wood. Apart from practicing, he just practiced.

There was Ye Hao lying on the other side. Xiao Wu didn't have a good impression of Ye Hao. When Ye Hao first came to Qishe, he pushed "Sister Xiao Wu" to the ground in front of everyone. This was a huge embarrassment.

For Xiao Wu, this is a lifelong shadow. Every time she faces Ye Hao, Xiao Wu doesn't look kindly at him.

Rabbits can easily hold grudges, and Ye Hao once mentioned that he likes to eat spicy rabbit heads.

"Aren't you going home?"

Tang San slowly opened his eyes. He was packing his things and preparing to return to Holy Soul Village. It was so fast that it had been half a year since he left home. He didn't know how his father was at home. He probably was still drinking at this time.

Xiao Wu's eyes were dull, and she glanced hard at Ye Hao, who was lying down with an annoying face. Every time she looked at Ye Hao, Xiao Wu couldn't help but think of that dark, cold night.

With the same Death Spider Emperor martial spirit, under the leadership of several titled Douluo, she killed her mother in front of Xiao Wu. When the hundred thousand year soul ring lit up, everything was destined to end with that person.

of hatred.

No way, who made Ye Hao look similar to Bibi Dong? The system simulated Bibi Dong's martial spirit, and created a powerful body for Ye Hao, as well as Bibi Dong's charm and facial expressions. The two stood together.

, it’s really hard not to connect with something.

Could they be mother and son?

(Ye Hao:???)

(Bibi Dong:???)

This is something for the future...

Ye Hao said in a daze: "I grew up alone and had no one to rely on. We all know that I am an orphan."

"Third son, if I remember correctly, your home is in Holy Soul Village, right?"

Tang San nodded, "My home is in Holy Soul Village, which is pretty good. It only takes less than half a day to get to my home from Notting City. Why don't you come back with me? I can't let you stay alone in the academy.

"

Ye Hao thought for a moment, Holy Soul Village? The legendary birthplace of Tang San. Since he came to this world, it wouldn't be too much to check in.

"That's good."

After saying that, Ye Hao jumped up from the bed. He had nothing to pack and was alone.

"Xiao Wu, what about you?"

Xiao Wu glanced at Ye Hao, feeling confused. Although she couldn't stand Ye Hao and that familiar and hateful face, Ye Hao was not her after all.

"All right."



Holy Soul Village is named after a Soul Saint-level soul master appeared a hundred years ago. It is a small village located at the junction of the two empires. The villagers grow fruits and vegetables to travel between the two empires, and they live a comfortable life.

It's quite comfortable.

After half a day of trekking through mountains and rivers, the three of them finally arrived at Holy Soul Village. The folk customs in the village were simple and honest, and the air in the village was much better than that in Notting City.

Ye Hao walked around, especially when he stopped in the center of the village. He looked at the palm prints left by the legendary "Soul Saint" and roughly compared them with his own. Maybe he would leave one for himself, just in case.

What happened after that?

Tang San's family was poor, and he had lived with his alcoholic father since he was a child. He ran a blacksmith shop at home. Before Tang San's parents arrived, Ye Hao smelled a strong smell of rust outside.

The smell of rusty iron.

The yard was overgrown with weeds, and the lock hanging in front of the door was covered with rust. It looked like Tang San's alcoholic father hadn't been back for a long time.

Tang San was slightly startled, took out his backup key, pushed the door open, and saw a vast white world.

The furniture was stained with a thick layer of ashes, and the scratched floor was overgrown with weeds. Ye Hao couldn't help but shook his head. Well, the Saint Soul Village clocked in, and he also cleaned up the protagonist.

For a person like him who lies down, no matter where he is, lying down is the only thing he has to do every day.

Judging from the current situation, Tang San's father Tang Hao has left. As for where he went...

Who knows?

"Huh? Why is this door open? Is there a thief?"

At this moment, Old Jack walked to the door of Tang San's house on crutches. He glanced at Tang San who was cleaning the house. He felt worried and finally landed. Fortunately, he was not a thief...
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