Holy Soul Village - Outside the blacksmith shop

A baby in swaddling clothes opened his eyes, he was tightly wrapped and unable to move, and the intense hunger made him cry out loud.

"Wow-"

The baby cried for a while, no one paid attention to him, and then fell asleep again.

At this time, a drunken man walked along the road. From a distance, he saw the swaddling clothes in front of the door, the drunkenness in his eyes was instantly swept away, and his body flashed, spanning more than ten meters, and appeared directly in front of the door.

Instead of looking at the baby under his feet, he pushed open the door and strode in.

"Little three!" The man shouted anxiously.

A baby's murmur came from the back room.

Hearing this voice, the man's expression softened slightly, he looked left and right twice, and then walked into the back room and checked the child on the bed.

It's his child, yes.

The man looked closely into the room again, and when he made sure that no one had come in, he turned and walked out the door, looking down at the swaddling clothes on the floor.

"Who put this kid here?"

The man's brow was furrowed because he didn't like trouble.

"I don't care who you are, take him away immediately, I'm going to drink." With that, the man turned and went into the house and closed the door.

There was a faint sound of rustling water and cups colliding in the room.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The sun, which was already slanting to the west, completely sank the horizon, and a cool night breeze blew through the forest, which blew into the swaddling clothes and woke up the baby in swaddling clothes.

The baby opened his eyes in the midst of hunger and cold, and cried out in a very helpless and heart-warming voice.

Squeak - the wooden door was opened by crying.

The drunken man bent down and carried the swaddling clothes into the house.

The man looked down at the still crying baby and snorted heavily.

"Raising one is raising, and raising two is also raising. That's it, let's find a companion for the mistress. "The man took the swaddling clothes into the back room and put them next to his own children.

He unwrapped the swaddling clothes and twisted a note from the swaddling clothes.

Note: Leaf Shadow, temporarily sent here.

A line of graceful fonts jumped on the paper.

"Hehe, send this place for the time being, what do you think of me here?"

The man tossed the note out the window.

-- Five years later --

As soon as the sky was bright, there was a hint of fish belly white in the east in the distance, and on a hill of more than 100 meters adjacent to the Holy Soul Village, two boys sat side by side on the top of the mountain.

They looked to be only five or six years old, sitting up straight, not squinting, staring firmly at the whiteness of the fish belly in the distance.

Inhale softly and exhale slightly, creating a perfect cycle.

At this moment, a faint wisp of purple qi emerged from the white of the fish's belly.

The eyes of the two boys widened slightly, and their spirit reached its highest point at this moment, no longer exhaling, only inhaling slowly, and their spirits gradually sublimated.

The purple qi lasted for a short time, almost in a flash, and the color of the morning sun was like a drop of ink into the clear water, quickly covering the white of the fish's belly, and the purple qi disappeared.

The two boys closed their eyes and exhaled the turbid qi that had accumulated in their chests and abdomen, forming a white air arrow like a match.

After sitting quietly for a long time, they opened their eyes, and a restrained purple color flashed under their eyes.

"Brother, this Purple Pole Demon Pupil of our Tang Sect is making slow progress." Ye Ying complained.

Tang San said softly: "We are still young, it is normal to enter the country slowly, don't worry." Get up, it's time for us to go back. ”

The two of them ran down the hill one after the other, jumping one foot at a time, and the potholes in the mountain did not affect them in the slightest, compared to ordinary adults.

Ye Ying looked at Tang San's back and felt very admired.

Tang San was about the same age as him, but he knew a lot of things, and even created a sect called Tang Sect and taught him a very powerful 'kung fu'.

The eldest brother is like a father, from childhood to adulthood, Tang San taught him in all aspects, so he respected Tang San very much.

"Daddy should almost wake up, we need to go back quickly." Tang San said, "Xiaoying, hurry up!" ”

The two of them increased their speed again, and their agility had completely surpassed that of ordinary adults.

Tang San's family lives on the west side of the Holy Soul Village, the location of the head of the village, a total of three earthen houses, without any decoration, the worst house in the village.

On the door of the large house in the middle of the ground hangs a wooden sign one meter long and wide, on which is simply drawn a hammer, meaning blacksmith.

Tang San and Ye Ying's father, Tang Hao, was the only blacksmith in the village.

Blacksmithing is one of the lowliest professions in the world, with a meager income, two children at home, and Tang Hao also has a bad habit of drinking, which causes Tang San and Ye Ying to even have to run a small vegetable garden to fill their stomachs every day.

Squeak –

Tang San pushed open the door, and Ye Ying walked in with him. The smell of rice wafted in the air.

But this breakfast was not made by Tang Hao for the two of them, but made by the two of them themselves.

Since the age of four, when Tang San and Ye Ying were not as tall as the stove, the two of them had to cook every day, even if they stepped on a stool.

Tang Hao didn't ask them to do this, but if they didn't do it, the two of them wouldn't have enough to eat.

Tang Hao is really not a responsible and good father.

Ye Ying went to get the bowl, Tang San jumped on the stool and opened the lid of the pot, the fragrant rice fragrance mixed with the white mist spread, the porridge in the pot was already cooked well, and there were many vegetable leaves floating.

Every day before going up the mountain, Tang San and Ye Ying would take rice and vegetables and put them in the pot, raise the fire, and when they returned, the porridge would be cooked.

"Brother—bowl." Ye Ying walked over with three iron bowls.

These three bowls were pestered by Ye Ying and asked him to beat them with leftovers.

Tang San took the bowl, carefully picked up three bowls of porridge, and put them on the table, the rice in the bowl was very thin, but there were many vegetable leaves, barely enough for them to eat.

"Daddy, it's time to eat!" Tang San shouted.

In the middle of the night, the curtain of the inner door was lifted.

A tall figure staggered out.

It was a middle-aged man, who looked close to fifty years old, but he was very burly, but his dress was really difficult to compliment.

He wore a torn robe with no patches in the torn areas, but bronzed skin exposed. His upright facial features are covered with a layer of waxy yellow, his hair is like a bird's nest, his beard is messy, his eyes are dull, and his expression is numb. I smelled of last night's alcohol.

This is Tang Hao, Tang San and Ye Ying's father.

Tang Hao grabbed the bowl, not too hot at all, raised his head and poured the porridge into his stomach.

A bowl of hot porridge entered his stomach, Tang Hao chewed the vegetable leaves, and his numb expression gradually thawed.

"Dad, you drink slowly, there's still something." Tang San served him another bowl of porridge before he sat down to drink his own porridge.

Ye Ying said in disgust: "Dad, can't you stop drinking?" ”

"Stinky boy, you can't control me." Tang Hao said impatiently.

Soon, a pot of porridge all entered the stomachs of the three people.

"If you have a job, you take it first, I'll do it in the afternoon, and I'll go sleep for a while." Tang Hao stood up and walked back to the inner room.

Ye Ying grimaced at Tang Hao's back: "Dad, your life is really regular!" ”

Tang Hao shrugged.

"Dad, can I use this piece of iron?" Tang San pointed to a piece of pig iron in the corner with a faint black light and said.

Tang Hao turned his head to look at the iron that Tang San had chosen.

"Hey, there's iron in it?"

Tang Hao turned his head to look at Tang San.

"Do you want to be a blacksmith in the future?"

Ye Ying tilted his head, thinking to himself what future he had as a blacksmith, he couldn't even feed his own children, how could his brother be interested in this?