Douluo: left-handed golden cudgel right-handed Pangu axe

Chapter 2 It’s cool to be called brother by the protagonist (please collect the new book and vote for it)

Although he always calls each other Old Jack, regardless of age, he has long regarded the kind-hearted Old Jack as his own grandfather.

If something happened to the other party, he couldn't believe what he would do!

"Xiao Mo, what are you cooking, so delicious?"

Just when Mo Lang was worried, Old Jack's voice came in from outside the door. Mo Lang breathed a sigh of relief. Old Jack was in a good mood today.

As the sound got closer and closer, Old Jack's figure appeared at the door.

Old Jack is 61 years old this year. He has a slender figure, but he is still in good spirits. He dresses up energetically every day. His hair, which is not much, is smeared with hair gel and combed meticulously.

Mo Lang always complained about whether he looked at the 40-year-old Widow Wang in the village. As a result, Old Jack always laughed and cursed, "The bastard is neither big nor small."

"Old Jack, did Widow Wang promise to warm your bed? Are you smiling so happily?"

Mo Lang saw the smile on Old Jack's face and his mood improved. He looked at the broken jar lid on the ground and silently recited "Peace all year round", and then joked with a teasing look on his face.

"Gungun, if you didn't learn such good cooking skills from nowhere, and you have such an unpleasant mouth, I would have kicked you out a long time ago!"

When Old Jack saw Mo Lang, a bastard, teasing him again, he couldn't help but glare at this kid who didn't know what to say.

Mo Lang is good at everything except opening his mouth.

I saw that the elders in the village showed no respect at all. Old Tang and Old Wang screamed and made the village go crazy.

Strangely enough, no one in the village hated him. Even Tang Hao's stinky face rarely showed a smile when he saw Mo Lang.

This boy's relationship with his elders is inexplicably good.

certainly.

I also like Mo Lang, who is only 7 and a half years old, but speaks like a veteran.

He has even regarded the other person as his grandson.

Old Jack also has a son and grandson, and they also like Mo Lang very much and don't care at all that Old Jack adopts Mo Lang.

Especially the other party's superb cooking skills and his carefree and lovable personality, they all regarded Mo Lang as family.

No, the dance soul awakening ceremony will be held in three months. He heard that eating soul beast meat can increase the soul power when awakening the martial soul, so he immediately bought a pound of it.

Although meat is very expensive and cost me half my life's savings, if it can increase the chance of Mo Lang awakening his martial spirit, it will be money well spent!

If Mo Lang really awakens a powerful martial spirit and becomes a soul master, he will be able to brag about it for the rest of his life!

If this kid could become a Soul Saint, then he would be able to smile as well.

Thinking of this, Old Jack couldn't help but take out a pound of soul beast meat that he bought early in the morning, and said to Mo Lang: "Little bastard, guess what kind of meat this is?"

Seeing Old Jack being so excited, Mo Lang couldn't help but look at the piece of fragrant meat curiously, and exaggeratedly said: "Old Jack, you're not going to slay a dragon, are you? This must be dragon meat."

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"Go, go, I know you kid can talk nonsense." Old Jack rolled his eyes at Mo Lang and said, "This is soul beast meat!"

"Aren't you going to awaken your soul in three months? I heard that eating soul beast meat can increase your chance of awakening your soul power, so I bought a pound for you to try."

"How many soul coins did you spend?"

Upon hearing what Old Jack said, Mo Lang's eyes turned cold.

He has never heard that eating soul beast meat can increase the chance of awakening soul power.

There must be some unscrupulous traders, just like in previous lives, going to small mountain villages to defraud the elderly out of their money.

And they came to Holy Soul Village to defraud parents who wanted their children to become soul masters to get their soul coins.

Thinking of this, Mo Lang clenched his fists.

What he hates most in his life are liars who defraud the elderly of their money!

I couldn't kill anyone in my previous life, but now I want to kill everyone I see!

"Not much, just five silver soul coins."

Old Jack noticed the change in Mo Lang's eyes and knew that if this boy knew that he wanted five gold soul coins, he would definitely let him return it.

So I casually mentioned a middle-of-the-road figure.

"Where are the people?"

Mo Lang saw that every time Old Jack spoke, his eyes tended to glance to the right. Without saying anything, he picked up the kitchen knife on the side and asked.

"Mo Lang!"

Seeing that Mo Lang insisted on retreating, Old Jack also became angry and called Mo Lang's name for the second time.

The first time was that Mo Lang didn't go to the martial arts awakening last year.

Today is the second time.

This shows that old Jack is really angry.

Otherwise, they wouldn't call Mo Lang by his name and would call him little brat.

"You don't need to worry about how much this soul beast meat costs. This is not something that a child like you should worry about. What you should do now is eat this soul beast meat and go and awaken your martial soul in three months!"

Old Jack said with a straight face: "I know you have been sensible since you were a child, but you must listen to me on this matter. Since I bought this meat, regardless of whether it is useful or not, I will spend the money willingly."

"Even if there is only a little hope, I am willing! As long as you can become a soul master, if my old Jack frowns, I will call you grandpa!"

"Hahahaha! Old Jack, why are you so serious? I can't beat you even if I go, but you are so domineering today. Maybe Widow Wang will obey you!"

Seeing Old Jack's domineering look, Mo Lang couldn't help but laugh, and the tears in the corners of his eyes didn't know whether it was too funny or too touching.

Bang!

Old Jack angrily punched Mo Lang on the head, and then he also laughed: "Grandpa, I'm not bragging to you, Widow Wang is always secretly looking at me!"

"The relationship is good, you can eat more of the scrambled eggs with leeks today and try to be strong!"

"Little bastard, I don't know where I learned so many dirty words. Hurry up and fry the soul beast meat. Let's go to Tang San's house and give him some. It's unlucky for Xiao San to have a father like that.

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"Yes."

Mo Lang didn't object. He was quite familiar with Tang Hao and Tang San.

Once I had a drink with Tang Hao, and the two of them almost became friends.

This caused Tang San to stare at him like a thief every time, fearing that he would drag his father into drinking.

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Tang Hao's family.

It is still the dilapidated wooden house in the novel.

Tang San might have just come back from training and was sweating profusely.

"Hey, mistress just came back from a run?"

As soon as he saw Tang San, Mo Lang took the initiative to say hello.

"..."

When Tang San saw it was Mo Lang, the good mood he had been in when he started practicing suddenly fell to the bottom.

There is no other reason. This boy, who is obviously only one and a half years older than him, wants to win over his father all day long so that he can call him uncle.

As someone who has traveled through time, calling him Tang Hao's father and Old Jack's grandpa is nothing.

But if he wanted to call this uncle Mo Lang, who was only one and a half years older than him, he would not be able to do so even if he died.

However, he had been taken care of by Mo Lang and Old Jack in recent years, so out of politeness, Tang San still said hello honestly: "Hello, Grandpa Jack, and Brother Lang!"

Hearing this call "Brother Lang", Mo Lang felt extremely comfortable. It felt good to be called "Brother" by the protagonist.

(End of chapter)