In Douluo, he devoured Tang San's spirit at the beginning

Chapter 10 Tang San was fooled
"Phew, my brother and dad both love me, but I accidentally knocked over the food. Even so, my dad and brother still put me on the bed to rest."

Tang San lay in his own quilt, his body slowly recovering under the operation of Xuan Tian Gong. He was extremely grateful to Tang Hao and Han Yu. Worried that his wailing would disturb his father's rest, he buried himself in the quilt, hoping to completely block out his own voice.

Time passed quickly. When it was time for dinner, Tang Hao had no intention of getting up to cook. Han Yu had not come back for the time being. He was invited by Old Jack to eat the old hen.

It was not until the evening that Han Yu came back after wiping the grease from his lips. The blacksmith shop was dark without a single light, and it was so quiet that it seemed as if no one lived there.

Han Yu fell asleep as soon as he got home, but this made Tang San, who had been hungry all day, suffer. The filial boy had been lying in his bed for a day, and he didn't dare to bother his big father Tang Hao to cook for him. He felt guilty because he couldn't get up to cook for Tang Hao.

When Han Yu returned to the house to sleep, Tang San wrapped the quilt even tighter in order not to disturb his brother's rest with his own wailing caused by the pain in his body. He almost became the first soul master in Douluo Continent to be suffocated to death by his own quilt.

"Hahaha."

Tang San, who had covered his head too much, took his flushed little face out of his stinky quilt, breathing carefully, every part of his body was being slowly repaired by the Xuan Tian Gong. If he felt it was correct, he could get out of bed and rest by tomorrow morning at the latest.

Originally, when Tang San was unconscious, Tang Hao just slapped his face a few times with his hands, but he didn't expect that his big foot accidentally stepped on Tang San's knee which had not yet recovered, which caused Tang San to lie in bed for a whole day and still not recovered.

"Gululu, guluulu"

Tang San, who was already starving, endured the discomfort in his body, closed his eyes and wanted to fall asleep quickly.

"As long as you fall asleep, you won't feel hungry anymore, and you'll be fine tomorrow morning."

That's what he thought.

But anyone who has felt hungry late at night knows that in this situation, all the delicious food they have ever eaten will involuntarily flash through their mind.

Tang San was no exception at this moment, with one delicious food after another flashing through his mind like a slide show.

The more I wanted to fall asleep earlier, the more delicious the food in my mind seemed, and my stomach kept making gurgling sounds.

With a "bang", Tang Hao hit the wall hard with his palm again. Tang San, who had not yet fallen asleep, subconsciously covered himself more tightly with the quilt, and saliva continued to secrete from his mouth.

How could he control the rumbling sound of his hungry stomach? After an unknown amount of time, Tang San felt a large hand grabbing his collar and lifting him up. Before he could come to his senses, he was thrown outside the blacksmith shop by Tang Hao, who then carefully closed the door because Han Yu was still sleeping.

At this time, there was a light breeze outside the house, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. It seemed that a heavy rain was about to come.

Under Tang San's trembling expectant eyes, the door of the blacksmith shop was opened, and then his own stinking bedding was thrown on him. Looking up, he saw only Tang Hao's tall figure hiding in the darkness of the blacksmith shop.

"You're sleeping outside tonight."

After saying this, Tang Hao slowly closed the door again.

Seeing the hope in Tang San's eyes slowly disappearing, the door of the blacksmith shop was opened by Tang Hao again.

Tang Hao looked at Tang San like a loving father looking at his child, and finally sighed and said, "Xiao San, you know that Dad and brother are light sleepers. If we don't sleep well at night, we will be tired the next day. Xiao San, you are the most sensible child in our family, Dad hopes you can understand."

Tang San, who was fooled by Tang Hao, nodded solemnly with tears in his eyes and agreed to this difficult task.

After closing the door tightly again, Tang Hao's mouth curled up slightly, feeling secretly happy.

"A mere 100,000-year-old blue silver grass is so easy to deceive."

Listening to Tang Hao's footsteps returning to his room to rest, Tang San rolled up the quilt around himself with a determined look, and used his body to block the shaky door of the blacksmith shop.

The weather changes so quickly. There was only a breeze in the last second, and the next second there was a strong wind, bringing heavy rain in an instant.

The shed at the entrance of the blacksmith shop that was used to protect against wind and rain was originally small. Under the attack of the strong wind and heavy rain, it was shaky in an instant. Although it would not be blown away, Tang San who was hiding underneath was no different from being exposed in the open space.

The strong wind brought large raindrops that hit Tang San again and again, but it could never extinguish the passion in his heart for his father and brother. He rolled up his already wet quilt with a determined look, like a mortal challenging the power of heaven, looking so small and yet so brave.

The weather cleared up the next day. There was a storm all night last night, which was quite rare for the area of ​​Shenghun Village. Many people went to their fields to check the situation when the rain stopped. It was still dark at that time.

Although Tang San was huddled at the door of the blacksmith shop, it was still dark. In addition, the villagers were worried about the Zhuang family, so who had time to observe that there was still a person huddled at the door of the blacksmith shop?

Until Han Yu woke up yawning, he only felt that he slept very comfortably last night. He did not smell the stench of Tang San's dislike for taking a bath and his already blackened bedding. When he opened his eyes, he found that there was no one next to him, and even the bedding was gone.

"Hmm? I traveled through time again?"

He tilted his head and thought for a long time, and his mind finally became clear. He did not travel through time again, and Tang San's pillow was still on the bed.

"This child was not a good child in his previous life. Now he is hugging his blanket and not going home to sleep."

After complaining about Tang San, Han Yu put on his clothes. The moment he opened the door of the blacksmith shop, a black object rolled in.

The object was pitch black, like an oversized caterpillar, wet all over, and even twisting.

"Ghost!!!"

Han Yu was shocked. In a flash, a small hammer appeared in his hand. The black soul ring on his body circled up and down around Han Yu. The next second, he grabbed the hammer handle tightly with both hands and smashed it hard at the head of the "caterpillar" with all his strength.

"Han Yu! Stop! That's Xiao San!"

Tang Hao, who had also woken up from the inner room, saw this scene and shouted, moving his body so fast that even an afterimage appeared. Seeing that he was too late to stop it, he could only use his strong arms to block Tang San's head and block Han Yu's hammer.

(End of this chapter)