Douluo: The famous punch-in scene leads the sect to roll up

Chapter 2 Young and mature

It was just dawn, and the sky in the distance was red with fish belly. A little boy who looked four or five years old was walking quietly cross-legged.

His complexion is a healthy wheat color, his hair is black and ear-length, he is clean and neat, and his clothes are simple.

He stared straight ahead with his eyes, and as he inhaled and exhaled, purple intention flowed in his eyes.

After a long while, I heard a slight sigh: "No, no, no, his Xuantian Kung still can't break through the first level bottleneck... Could it be that that world is different from his original world?"

The person who muttered to himself was obviously very young, but the behavior and language he showed were inconsistent with his age.

Obviously young and mature.

And he was the protagonist of that novel, the son of destiny in that world—Tang San.

And the young and mature person is not only the son of luck, but also Yu Qingqian.

Ever since she learned to shut up and walk, every move she made was different from the little carrot head behind her with a snotty nose.

Yu Qingqian learned to shut up early, and was considered premature by others.

Coupled with her cute appearance - although she is a cute child, but she always has a serious face, she has successfully captured the hearts of everyone in the Salted Fish Sect in the east.

The eldest elder particularly likes the young master. He walks around the sect with his legs on his back all day long, just like a little old man, which makes people laugh a lot.

Such as now.

The great elder Yu Zhu just bought a bottle of peach blossom wine from the sect wine cellar that Grandpa Yu Mu had hidden away for a long time.

The petals for making wine were picked from grandma’s tree. I heard from my father that the peach blossom tree was in full bloom and was grandma’s favorite tree.

Grandpa also liked it very much, so he picked all the petals and made wine.

The peach tree became bare, so I took a pair of scissors and made Grandpa's head also bare.

Grandpa realized his mistake, and in front of grandma, he regretted the bare peach blossom tree until he shed tears of pain.

I don’t know if I truly regret it or not.

From then on, that bottle of wine became grandpa's treasure, a very precious treasure.

The great elder Yu Zhu had been coveting that bottle of wine for a long time, and finally let him seize the opportunity to get it.

Yu Zhu raised his head and took a sip of the peach blossom stuffed wine in his lap, then nodded with satisfaction.

Yu Mu's old man's wine collection is quite good, and Dongci is here very soon.

After taking a sip of wine, Yu Zhu noticed the little man not far from him.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked over there, as if to determine whether she was holding something in her legs.

Yu Qingqian rushed over, pulled the elder's trouser legs, and began to mutter.

"Grandpa Zhuzi, I'm drinking again. I'm not in good health because of drinking, so I should drink less." He was mumbling, and the expression on his face was wonderful.

His brows were furrowed, his face was serious, and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"Grandpa Zhuzi, why don't I listen to your advice? Drinking is not as good as practicing. I competed with grandpa before and lost again."

Yu Zhu looked at Yu Qingqian, who had her legs behind her back, sighing and shaking her head, and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, Qianqian, I'm very young now. When I grow up, I'll know the fun of drinking!"

Yu Qingqian pursed her lips in disapproval, and was immediately attracted by the rustling sound coming from behind.

Grandpa Fu’s civet cat!

She excitedly hugged the cat and sucked it for a few times, while Yu Zhu, who felt something was wrong, turned around and prepared to run away.

"Yu Zhu, the shameless Niubi came to steal his wine again!" The voice was loud and echoed throughout the mountain.

That's right, the civet cat is not only grandpa's soul pet, but also his eyes!

Wherever the civet goes, everything is under his surveillance.

Yu Mu ran over angrily in a long robe, waving wooden strips folded along the roadside with his legs.

The lingering fragrance of peach blossom stuffing floats in the air, which is a bit intoxicating.

"I dare to steal his big treasure! He fought with me!"

That bottle of wine was exactly what Yu Mu bought at the cost of his hair.

Yu Qingqian grinned. Different from the seriousness just now, that cute little face was full of joy.

She was amused. Is it true that the older you get, the younger you get?

After visiting the wine cellar, Yu Qingqian continued her inspection tour with a calf on her back.

On the way to Cuowaitang, I met a group of people who were preparing to go shopping.

They each carried a sack and asked if they were going to pack more fruits that were not available in the mountains to eat.

Yu Qingqian also wants to eat. Although she is not a real foodie, it does not hinder her foodie attributes.

"Qianqian, Aunt Liu will bring me candy later."

The person who shut up was a middle-aged woman in linen clothes. She was responsible for various purchasing matters of the sect. She would bring snacks back to her every time she went out, so Yu Qingqian liked her very much.

"Okay, thank you, Auntie!" She replied cheerfully, with a sweet smile on her face, which was in stark contrast to her usual serious appearance.

She would only do that in front of her mother and aunt. As for the other salted fishes who practice paddling, they are not worthy!

Is she so double-standard?

Watching the purchasing team go away and gradually disappear from sight, she turned around and continued walking to the outer hall.

The Cuowai Hall is located on the mountainside. The steep mountain has been forcibly carved out a large platform, and the hall of the Cuowai Hall is built on it.

Of course, the ancestors didn't create that place, and they didn't have that kind of strength.

The outer hall is a tiered building, supported by eight carved stone pillars on both sides. It is not actually grand, but it is still amazing.

Does that stone pillar have some origins?

It is said that every person in the sect who reaches level 95 will have their name engraved to show their glory.

Of course, it had been many years since I had met him in person, so we didn't have any expectations for reaching that level.

Because they have no intention of reaching that point!

Ah! I get angry just thinking about it!

Yu Qingqian crossed her legs angrily and walked into the hall from the outside.

It's lunch break now. Some people in the hall are sleeping on their stomachs, while others are gathering together to gossip.

When they saw her walking in, they all greeted her familiarly.

"Young master, if you have time, will you come to inspect again?"

The leading young man in a gray robe said teasingly, with a smile on his face, and stretched out his legs to hug Yu Qingqian, the carrot head.

Yu Qingqian felt that the sight of his "little man" had suddenly risen, and his field of vision had become wider.

"No, no, young master Nafu is here to urge them to practice again."

People in the crowd cheered, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

Yu Qingqian's face was filled with anger, and she felt helpless because of those people's antics.

There was nothing she could do. She was just a little kid with no legs and wanted to get those people to roll up. She had to set an example.

No, she said seriously: "Starting from tomorrow, we must give him serious training!"

The sound is so milky and has no power at all, it makes those cute kids look like stars.

"I know, young master~"

The coaxing tone made her angry and helpless.

Forget it, she went to find her father first. She had to let the leaders get rolled up first, and then lead the disciples outside the door.

(End of chapter)