Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

This story has nothing to do with the recent text, but happened several years ago. At that time, Tang Chen's first template-[Devil Buddha] had just awakened, and felt extremely distressed by these complicated knowledge.

But all this is just the surface, what really annoys him is the bare head.

Over the period of time, he has almost become accustomed to the hairstyle of this strong man, and has learned to ignore the strange look in the eyes of others. At this moment, after he finished his practice, he was standing on a big rock in the village, pointing to a kind of children below, and encouraging words.

"Speaking of a long, long time ago, I don't know when, there was a very magical soul beast on the Douluo Continent, and its name was [Xi]."

"West?"

On a rock below, Li Dan, who was sitting on it and picking his nostrils, wiped his nose on his clothes, blinked, and said with an urn sound: "Tang Chen, you're bragging again, why don't you even call it Dong? The soul beast pinch."

Ignoring the Li Dan that was gradually turning into a lever from below, Tang Chen cleared his throat, and then said: "This kind of soul beast named Xi is even stronger than those hundred thousand year old soul beasts. It is long and sharp. Its tentacles and teeth are even sharper than metal. As long as you see a creature, its eyes will be fierce and fierce."

"Such a soul beast, even ordinary gods are not its opponents..."

The words were not finished yet, the little expert Li Dan below interrupted Tang Chen's words again. He stood up, pointed at Tang Chen and said: "You lie, my grandpa said, the strongest in the world is the god, and the soul beast can never be stronger than the god!"

Looking at the Li Dan who carried the bar to the end, Tang Chen sighed helplessly. He looked at the indignant Li Dan below and said: "As for, isn't it because Cuihua didn't bring you sugar before? Let's talk about that sugar. It's not sweet at all, I just threw it all to the mistress."

"Smelly Tang Chen, I'm fighting with you!"

Li Dan's face turned red in vain when Tang Chen poked his painful foot. Hearing the laughter of the friends on the side, he was ashamed and angry in his heart. No matter how powerful Tang Chen was, he rushed over with his arms like a sesame stick...

Brutally suppressed!

He patted Li Dan who sighed under his ass, Tang Chen ignored his struggle, and then told the story:

"Although this soul beast named Xi is powerful, it has great limitations. It sleeps for most of the year, and only when the new year is approaching, will it wake up from its deep sleep. ."

"This kind of soul beast is good at everything, it just likes to eat people. Before the end of the year, this soul beast will break into the human world, devour mankind, and will not fall asleep again until it is full..."

Tang Chen was originally good at telling stories, and with the "Devil Buddha" template, the mouth seemed to have been opened. Soon, the friends sitting below were substituted into the story, even jokes. Li Dan can't take care of it anymore.

"Among the many deities, there is a deity whose name is [Stove]. He especially takes care of mankind and expresses deep sympathy for the tragedy of the human world."

"But although the kitchen's divine power is strong, it can't defeat the soul beast Xi. Seeing that the new year is coming, the human world will be destroyed again, and the kitchen has thought about it, and finally returned to the gods. A deity whose name is "Nian"."

"year?"

Looking at the surprised friends, Tang Chen smiled and nodded slowly: "Yes, it's the year. This great **** can be expected by the stove, and his divine power is naturally very strong. He can easily see through Xi's weakness, and Use your own magical weapon to defeat Xi. In order to commemorate such a day, people call this day New Year’s Eve and the first day of the New Year as New Year."

"That's it, that's how the word New Year comes from... But why have we never heard of New Year's Eve?"

The little girls and boys below glanced at each other, and couldn't help raising their hands to ask questions.

"It's been said that it was a long, long time ago. At that time, there were no two empires of Tian Dou Xing Luo on the Douluo Continent, and some were just an ancient country called [Hua Xia]."

When talking about the word "Hua Xia", Tang Chen's eyes flashed with nostalgia and loneliness. But he didn't show it, but concealed the past without showing a trace, and then told: "Next, what we are going to tell is the story of [Nian Beast]."

"A long, long time ago, besides Xi, there existed creatures similar to it on Douluo Continent. This creature is also a soul beast, and its name is called Nian Beast..."

"..."

Remembering the past, it always flies quickly, as if only in a blink of an eye, the time has come to the evening. Looking at the little friends who were reluctant to leave, Tang Chen shook his head, patted the dust on his body, and walked slowly towards the outermost periphery of the village.

There was Tang Chen's home, a blacksmith shop that looked dilapidated.

"I'm back, Xiaosan..."

Pulling open the dirty cloth at the door of the forge, Tang Chen cheered up and shouted cheerfully. But what surprised him was that the blacksmith shop seemed very quiet, and the younger brother, who should have been back long ago, did not go home rarely.

"It's really strange... Xiao San will never come home at night..."

Although the wording is not accurate, after all, the sky has not been completely dark yet. But for Tang San, who has always been a good baby, he hasn't returned home so late, just like the top three students in Tang Chen's previous life class suddenly skipped school and went online.

It's outrageous.

After walking a few steps into the room, thunderous snoring sounds came to Tang Chen's ears, along with the snoring sounds, and the pungent smell of alcohol.

Obviously, Tang Hao went to drink again, and again he couldn't afford to be drunk.

He shook his head helplessly. Tang Chen was completely used to this situation. If Tang Hao didn't drink alcohol one day, that would be strange.

Forget it, since Xiaosan hasn't come back, he can only cook by himself.

With a light sigh, Tang Chen walked into the kitchen, scanned the few materials, and finally fixed on a pile of wheat.

"How about making a dumpling?"

Although it was said that eating dumplings was hated the most in his previous life, after leaving that world for such a long time, the scenes there have become Tang Chen's most precious memories.

He held the wheat in his hand and rubbed it lightly, and countless white powder suddenly swayed down and gathered into a small mountain.

Immediately afterwards, he added water and kneaded the dough in one go, and the flour was kneaded into a bright white dough in the blink of an eye.

After a sigh of relief, he cut the rabbit meat left over into meat fillings, then added some Douluo Dalu's unique vegetables and seasonings, and quickly stirred them evenly, and a pot of meat fillings were formed.

Just when Tang Chen was about to start making dumplings, suddenly, there was a loud noise outside.

"Boom--Boom--!"

It was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the loud noise like a muffled thunder made Tang Chen's movements pause slightly, and he subconsciously looked outside.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Tang Chen can't look away from this look.

I saw countless meteors flying high above the ground. After the loud sound of breaking through the sky, they turned into a small black spot that was hard to see with the naked eye.

At first, it was just one flower or two. After just a few seconds, the sea of ​​flowers made up of flames filled most of the sky, and the reflected ground became brighter.

Seeing such a scene that seemed to exist in a dream, Tang Chen was stunned for a long time, and an ancient poem slowly emerged in his mind.

Fire trees and silver flowers never sleep, and fireworks are flying to welcome the New Year.

Today is New Year's Eve.

"That's it, I said where did you go... Xiaosan, Xiaosan, you really deserve to be..."

With a wry smile, Tang Chen shook his head, and Tang Chen squeezed the small dough in his hand, and quickly smashed it into a round shape that couldn't be more regular.

"...Since you have worked so hard, as a brother, I naturally can't be ashamed."

Not only him, but in the back room, as early as the first burst of pearl explosion, Tang Hao's eyes opened suddenly. There was no turbidity that was infested by alcohol, but it was filled with something that had never been before. The sharpness of the past.

"This voice... Could it be the Spirit Hall and the others, have they finally found this place?"

With a soft whisper, Tang Hao stood up from the bed, walked slowly to the window sill covered by the cloth, and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Boom-- boom boom--"

The dazzling fireworks exploded in the sky, although the color was slightly single, but it was extraordinarily delicate. Such a scene also caused Tang Hao's clenched palm to slowly relax, and the spirit power surging in his body gradually calmed down.

"It turns out... it's fireworks... After so long, I'm almost forgetting what these fireworks look like..."

Staying here incognito all the time, I... am I doing something wrong...

Sighing again, the sharpness in Tang Hao's eyes was once again covered by mud. He staggered to the head of the bed, and when he was about to grab the half-bottle of spirits, he suddenly stopped.

In the kitchen, a hint of scent is slowly spreading, which is breathtaking.

This is……

…………

Walking to the bottom of the mountain with a dusty head and face, Tang San wiped the black ashes on his face, but it became more and more fascinating. Obviously, he was the one who set off the fireworks before.

As a disciple of the Tang Sect, he developed the long-lost Tang Sect’s first machine expansion type hidden weapon-Buddha Fury Tang Lian. In terms of gunpowder, he can be said to be an expert among the experts. Get some fireworks and firecrackers. It couldn't be easier.

But as the saying goes, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. In this world, there is no finished material for him to use, everything can only be explored and accumulated slowly by himself.

It took almost a week before Tang San finally prepared all the materials. All this is because today is a very special day.

Today is New Year's Eve.

New Year's Eve is the last day of the end of the year. It is one of the many traditional festivals in the Chinese civilization of Tang San's previous life. It is also a day for family reunion. Even among the many festivals, few can compare with New Year's Eve and Spring Festival, and at most a Mid-Autumn Festival.

And these festivals, more or less, are related to family, reunion, and lovesickness.

Even if life in the previous life was unsatisfactory, in Tang San's heart, Tang Sect will always be his home. In this special time, he will also feel sigh and cherish the memory of the days in the previous life.

If it were other worlds, it was hard to say what would happen to Tang San. But in this world, whether it's "nian", "solar terms" or some customs, they are somewhat similar to the world of Tang San's previous life. And this also made Tang San feel an indescribable sense of emptiness in his heart at this same time of year change.

Therefore, it is not surprising to make such a move today.

But what Tang San didn't expect was that in addition to saltpeter and other minerals necessary for making firecrackers and fireworks, there was a unique "soul guide metal" on the Douluo Continent.

Although the formula ratio is not different from that of the previous life, because of the mixing of a few soul-guided ores, the destruction of these fireworks has become extremely terrifying...

Tang San also made a big face because he couldn't dodge, and he couldn't clean it up till now. But looking at the bright fire tree and silver flower in the sky, his heart seemed more relaxed than ever.

It was as if the things that had been pressing on the bottom of my heart had suddenly been resolved.

But to go back rashly like this, I am afraid that a lesson will be indispensable.

But when he walked to the door of the house, a familiar but different smell came out, causing Tang San to swallow subconsciously.

There is no doubt that it is definitely the guy who started to make good food again.

Although he was very tired and lazy, Tang San and Liang hadn't found anyone who was better than his brother in the aspect of eating. Such an excellent cooking technique, in an exaggeration, is already close to Taoism.

Walking into the house, what caught Tang San's eyes was the back of his father, Tang Hao. At this moment, Tang Hao was holding a sea bowl, eating something.

"This shape... shouldn't it..."

For some reason, Tang San felt a sudden excitement in his heart, but he couldn't believe it. He was stunned for a moment, and after taking a deep breath, he strode towards the wide table.

Sure enough, in the several large bowls on the table, what was in it was what had faded in Tang San's memory-dumpling ears.

"This is... dumpling ears?"

Listening to Tang San's unbelievably ordinary words, Tang Chen didn't feel the slightest flustered, but smiled and nodded and said, "Diao Er? A good name. Look closely, it is indeed somewhat similar to the ear. Xiao San, you are quite good at it. It's a name."

After listening to Tang Chen's words, Tang San realized that he had misunderstood. However, with Tang Chen's craftsmanship, it was not unacceptable to suddenly make a dish that subverted everyone's imagination.

"Stupid standing? Come over and eat quickly, and the old man will eat it up in a while!"

Seeing Tang San still stunned, Tang Chen walked to him, forced him to press him on the chair, and handed a pair of chopsticks into his hands: "Hey, **** craft."

Trembling and picking up a dumpling ear with chopsticks, Tang San bit down hard, and suddenly two tears flowed from the corners of his eyes...

Gan! It's actually made of rabbit meat! But... this taste is really good.

One, two...In the blink of an eye, a plate of dumpling ears fell into Tang San's belly. He raised his head and looked at Tang Chen who was eating dumplings casually. He suddenly made a whim and said, "Brother, Happy New Year!"

Tang Chen was stunned, and also smiled.

"Well, happy new year."

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