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

Chapter 12: Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique.

"Old Jack! What are you talking about? You don't have a good brain. Are you just not happy with me? Are you targeting me?"

Tang Hao, who was tied to a chair, kept shouting. He realized that Old Jack just couldn't stand him.

"Tang Hao, how can you talk like that?"

Before Old Jack could even open his mouth, some villagers who couldn't bear to listen anymore asked him to speak.

"That's right, Tang Hao, how can you say such a thing?"

"Yes, if the old village chief hadn't taken the lead in taking you in, you might have died a long time ago. Now you are actually speaking rudely to the old village chief."

It is clear from the perspective of how important Old Jack is to the villagers of Holy Soul Village.

As for Tang Hao's question, Old Jack seemed to have known it for a long time. He smiled and asked Tang Hao.

"Just now I was pounding medicine in the house, and you were able to laugh even though your arm was so badly injured and Tang San was unconscious. Tang Hao, I know you are a rather arrogant person. But this is also for the good of Xiao Hanyu and Xiao San."

Then he stroked his chin and thought for a while, then looked up and asked the villagers.

"Does anyone know how to treat this brain injury?"

This kind of difficult and complicated disease has no solution for ordinary villagers, not even high-level healing soul masters. But as the saying goes, you have high-level treatments and I have my folk remedies, someone said in the crowd.

"This should be solved by opening the skull cap and taking a look, right?"

I don't know who made a rebuttal.

"Are you stupid? If the skull is opened, will the person still be alive?"

"How do you know where the injury is if you don't open the skull?"

"Well, I also think opening the skull is a good idea."

"Why are you also stupid with him?"

"I remember there was a simple way to do it, which was to open the skull cap, and then..."

The villagers talked at once, and no one could convince anyone else.

Tang Hao's face turned pale and blue as he was forcibly tied to the chair. According to the folk remedies of the villagers of Holy Soul Village, even those who were not injured would be treated like serious ones.

Seeing the villagers arguing more and more fiercely, Han Yu standing beside him looked at him with a puzzled expression. Tang Hao knew that if he did not defend himself, his head might really be opened by this group of villagers.

"Ahem. Village chief, I'm happy because Xiao San is not in danger of death despite being seriously ill."

The villagers stopped making noise and looked at Old Jack quietly, waiting for his decision. Old Jack looked at Tang Hao suspiciously and spoke.

"Then why couldn't you answer those questions just now?"

Tang Hao was a little confused, and he suddenly remembered the questions that Old Jack had asked him before, and said.

"Didn't I answer all of them? Isn't that right?"

Old Jack said firmly.

"Definitely not! The answer to the first question is fingers. The answer to the second question is Xiao Hanyu is naturally the most similar to himself. As for the third answer."

Old Jack glanced at Tang Hao and continued.

“The third answer is and.”

"and?"

"Isn't the middle between good and bad the right one?" So that's it.
Tang Hao was a little confused. Now he himself didn't dare to say that there was nothing wrong with his brain. These three questions were so simple, but he didn't answer any of them correctly.

Is there really something wrong with my brain?

Haotian Douluo fell into deep thought at this time, with his head hung and no longer speaking.

Old Jack looked at Tang Hao with satisfaction, then turned to discuss with the villagers whether this method was feasible.

Finally, the village chief, Old Jack, decided that for the sake of Han Yu and Tang San, he should open Tang Hao's skull to see if there was any damage inside.

But what should be used to open it?
The villagers and Old Jack fell into deep thought again.

“I think I might be OK.”

Tang Hao, who had been silent for a long time, finally expressed his opinion.

Tang Hao, who has been called a genius since he was a child, has been very successful in the world of soul masters. He was even once considered the youngest Titled Douluo in Douluo Continent.

But when a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain himself clearly. If he wasn't worried about exposing his strength, he would have used his soul power to break free and give these villagers some experience from Haotian Douluo.

For the sake of Han Yu and Tang San, and for his own head, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao finally had a debate with the crowd, and finally racked his brains to answer the question correctly with Old Jack's confirmation again.

Seeing that he had won, Tang Hao couldn't help but feel a sense of joy of victory in his heart, even more comfortable than when he won the battle. This was not only physical comfort, but also relaxation of the soul.

At this time Tang San also woke up and looked at the people around him with a confused look on his face.

It was almost evening when the three of them returned home.

Although Tang San's body had recovered somewhat, it had not yet fully recovered. The first thing he did when he got home was to lie down on the couch to continue resting. Although the surface of the bedding had been dry after being exposed to the sun outside for a day, it was still a little damp inside.

But there was no other way, Tang San closed his eyes and fell asleep soon after.

Tang Hao waved to Han Yu to walk to the stove, and then he lost himself in memories, holding the blacksmith's hammer in his hand.

"Xiao Hanyu, later."

Tang Hao turned his head and glanced at Han Yu, saying calmly.

"In the future, forget it without my permission. It's best not to expose your hammer to outsiders. If it is exposed, you must be killed."

There was a hint of hidden murderous intent in his eyes. Without waiting for Han Yu to speak, he lowered his head and looked at the handle of the hammer in his hand, and the hand holding the handle had already moved.

"Look, this is what I want to give you."

After saying that, his body began to move, and the hammer kept hitting the red-hot iron ingot.

Dangdangdang
Han Yu saw it all and understood that this meant that he was going to pass on the "Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique". He could hear Tang Hao's explanations constantly in his ears and stared at Tang Hao's every move. Even he himself didn't notice that a hint of red light flashed in his eyes.
This is a good thing, I have to learn it.

Two days had passed since Tang Hao and Tang San had received treatment, and the day had finally come for Han Yu and Tang San to head to Notting College.

Although Han Yu sold Tang San to Notting City countless times when he was a child using the drugs made by Tang San himself, the worried old Jack still insisted on sending Han Yu and Tang San to the academy and watching them enter the academy with his own eyes.

"Alas, it's a pity that Tang Hao didn't come."

The three people walking on the road walked slowly, mainly because old Jack's body did not allow him to walk too fast.

He got angry when he mentioned Tang Hao. He didn't even show up at such a critical moment when he was sending his child to school. He didn't know what was thinking. He regretted not opening his head to take a look.

"Grandpa Jack, actually Xiaosan and I can also go to Notting College."

Han Yu, who was walking beside Old Jack, raised her head and said with concern. He really respected this old man. When Tang Hao was a child, he had no intention of taking care of the children. If it weren't for Old Jack's help, Han Yu and Tang San would have starved to death by Tang Hao.

(End of this chapter)