Chapter 6: What is the style of painting in this Tang San?

A white-tailed rooster's rooster crow interrupted Tang San's sweet dream,

Tang San, who hadn't slept for half a night, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and thought ill-intentionedly,

If a man's martial spirit is a red-tailed chicken, he shouldn't get up every morning and make such a call, right?

Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but sneer,

Different from the rooster crowing in the original world, the crowing of the white-tailed chicken cannot be just a few sounds, but similar to the barking of dogs, and it often takes more than a dozen times to stop.

It's like a normal rooster crows to the apex of the sound and is pressed the pause button, but the sound is still the same.

This is a kind of poultry that grows in the southern provinces of the Heaven Dou Empire.

The flesh is smooth and delicious, perfect for soups, and when paired with a white shiitake mushroom that is very common in the south, the flavor is simply ....... Tang San licked his lips unconsciously, and then hurriedly shook it, what did he think This is, Douluo Dalu II on the tip of his tongue?

After a while, Tang San felt as if he had missed something, unique?

Hiss... So Guan Yun, has that dog never seen before?

Other words......

The corners of Tang San's mouth couldn't help but hook up a wicked smile,

Didn't you hate me for not giving you a gift yesterday? The third brother will send you a big bomb today, talk about it,

Then he hurriedly got dressed and ran out,

Uncle Lore's house on the east side of the Holy Soul Village

Uncle Lore was using a broom to frantically chase a few white-tailed chickens in the yard,

With a series of idioms such as indignation, helplessness, and gnashing of teeth on his face,

Since raising these white-tailed chickens, life is really unbearable.

I hadn't slept well for a day.

I opened my throat and howled before dawn, and then I had to get up and give them a few brooms.

Otherwise, the white-tailed chickens will talk in their own language, and they will not be at peace at all, and they will not be able to stop listening.

You think it's all over with a little tidying up?

No, no, no, no, you've seen the classroom when you were a kid, right? The teacher said that he would not let you speak, did you stop talking? It's all quiet, and it's not just one,

The most important thing is that you have to fight every day.

These chicks forgot all the beatings they had received overnight, and the next morning they began to howl in high spirits.

And it was because of this chicken that he moved his family to the edge of this village, otherwise the people in the village would not have wanted to sleep well.

Uncle Lore, who was numb and wielding a broom, was filled with despair when he heard someone shouting in a childish voice,

"Uncle Lore, Uncle Loll."

"Which child is it early in the morning?" Lore muttered, then looked at the source of the voice, and his face suddenly softened a lot,

"Good morning, it turned out to be Tang San."

Luoer, who is not married, naturally has no children, but his love for children is seen by everyone in the village, especially for the obedient and well-behaved Tang San, who is even more fond of it, and will send a chicken to the blacksmith shop from time to time in the past.

Thanks to the people in the village to take care of him, otherwise, relying on Tang Hao's words alone, Tang San felt that he was already malnourished.

Tang San heard the reply, waved his hand excitedly, stood on tiptoe with all his might, and almost jumped up,

Luo Er opened the wooden door of the chicken coop and looked at Tang San in front of him with some surprise,

"What's going on today? I've never seen you like this. ”

Of course, Tang San, who was jokingly called a little adult in the village, had never shown such a happy appearance of being able to jump up today, and he was a naughty egg.

"Na, isn't this a new friend in the village? I'd like to buy a chicken to replenish his body. ”

Although Lore lived on the edge of the village, he also heard about the child who moved from the village yesterday, and frowned and sighed secretly,

"Alas, when will this continent be peaceful?"

Then he touched Tang San's little head and said with a smile,

"Xiao San is really a good boy, uncle will give you one, wait a while, I'll help you kill the chicken."

As he spoke, he immediately grabbed a white-tailed chicken, and muttered in his mouth,

"You're the best this morning."

Tang San's face was black, and he didn't have time to say thank you, so he hurriedly stopped Uncle Luoer,

"Don't kill, don't kill, I'll go back alive directly, and kill it when I want to eat it, so that the meat won't be fresh."

"Huh?"

Lore felt a little strange, this white-tailed chicken was very troublesome to slaughter, it knew that it was going to be eaten, it tore open its throat and howled, if it couldn't kill with a knife, it would be troublesome, so it was a test of people's strength,

But thinking of Tang San's father, that blacksmith should have strength, right?

"Okay, wait, I'll find a rope for you to tie up, and plug it by the way."

"Okay." Tang San said sweetly, "Thank you, Uncle Luoer." ”

Wait a minute? It seems that something is not quite right, Tang San shuddered, isn't this Guan Yun's routine?

Tang San wept bitterly about his changes, he was a good young man, ahh Something doesn't seem right?

No matter what, it's Guan Yun's fault anyway!

Guan Yun, who was immersed in sleep, couldn't help but sneeze, then turned over and continued to fall asleep.

As everyone knows, Tang San is about to arrive at the battlefield.

Carrying the sturdy white-tailed chicken that was tied, Tang San ran to Guan Yun with his girl,

Later, he said that this was a pet for him, let him keep it first, and then sit back and wait for the early hours of tomorrow morning... Hey, hey,

Tang San didn't doubt at all that this thing could trick Guan Yun, the first and only time he had peed his pants in his life was because of this thing,

I'm obedient, screaming is no different from a ghost crying, Tang San at that time was still hesitating in idealism and materialism,

After all, he has been reincarnated, is it rare for there to be ghosts in this world? Not unusual!

If someone told him that there was a ghost in his previous life, I would send a Buddha angry Tang Lian to him and tell him to be a man.

But in this life, I really believe in that evil.

"No, I wasn't like that before." Tang San shuddered, reflecting on his plan, how could he do such a thing?

Then he hurriedly sped up his pace, after all, he had a living biological bomb in his hand.

"Huh?" Tang San scratched his black hair, "Why do you always feel as if you have forgotten something?" ”

Forget it, I don't want to, I have to quickly drop this bomb to Guan Yun.

On the other side, in Tang San's home,

Tang Hao, who had just woken up, stood in front of the dinner table, looking left and right with a confused expression,

"Where's my breakfast?"