Douluo: Xiao Yan crosses into Tang San

Chapter 20 Punishing the concierge

However, he doesn't have the same experience as the concierge. Let's see what happens to the concierge in the future. If he continues to mess around, he won't be spared.

A trace of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he still swallowed his anger and took out the certificate issued by Su Yuntao, the deacon of Wuhun Hall last time, and handed it to the concierge.

The concierge took the certificate and looked it up and down: "Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass? And it is full of innate soul power? It's funny, it's funny. This is really the most ridiculous thing in the world."

The concierge burst out laughing: "I have been working as a concierge in the college for four years, and I have never heard of any students with innate soul power. This guy's martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. How can he be full of soul power? I don't think so.

, this certificate from Wuhun Palace must have been forged by you."

"You..." No matter how good-tempered Old Jack is, he can no longer bear it at this time, "You are deliberately making things difficult. Okay, you wait, I will go find the deacon of the Wuhun branch. Xiao Yan,

let's go."

With that said, Old Jack turned around and walked towards the city with Xiao Yan.

Of course, the proof of the Wuhun Branch Hall cannot be false, and the concierge also knows it. However, people who come to see off new students are usually a little more interesting, especially civilian families. This is the saying that the king of hell is easy to live with, but the kid is difficult to deal with.

It's just that his idea was a bit inconsistent. First he denounced Old Jack and the two as beggars, but he also wanted them to give him benefits.

Doesn’t this mean he is worse than a beggar?

With such an idea, let alone Old Jack and Xiao Yan, no matter how smart they are, it would be difficult for anyone to think of this if no one reminds them.

The concierge felt somewhat uneasy. If someone from Wuhun Palace really came, he wouldn't be able to bear it.

Of course, he also believed that no one from Wuhun Palace would come to the academy to question these two country bumpkins.

The concierge felt depressed, so the words he spoke were naturally unpleasant, "Return to the Holy Soul Village, I think the Beggar Village is pretty much the same."

"What did you say?" Old Jack turned around suddenly. The concierge's words could be said to have touched the greatest pride in his heart.

He had fallen out with Tang Hao because of this, but now the concierge was still from outside the village, which was even more intolerable to him.

Old Jack turned around and walked back, glaring at the concierge.

Even Tang Hao was so shocked that he dared not speak. Under Old Jack's angry gaze, the concierge was so frightened that he took three steps back.

However, the concierge quickly reacted and cursed himself for being useless, wasn't he just an old man? What was he afraid of?

"What? Are you not convinced? I said you are from a beggar's village, am I wrong? Look at this little poor guy, his clothes are in tatters. I think you should go find a place to beg. We Nordin

The Soul Master Academy is not a charity hall, get out of here, get out of here."

As he spoke, the concierge raised his left hand and was about to push Old Jack away and drive them away.

Xiao Yan suddenly came to Old Jack and blocked the concierge.

Old Jack is now in his fifties or sixties. If he were thrown, he would probably be dead. The old man is afraid of falling.

Xiao Yan raised his head and looked at the concierge: "You are so disrespectful of the elderly and the young, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

The concierge was originally a little shocked by the child's speed, but after hearing what he said, he couldn't help laughing three times: "Retribution? Just the two of you..."

Before he could say the word "beggar" in his mind, he suddenly felt his legs suddenly become weak. He knelt down in front of Xiao Yan with a thump. Then he felt a terrible headache and banged his head against the ground.

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It looked like he was kowtowing to Xiao Yan, screaming in agony.

Old Jack looked at this sudden change and said in a daze: "What happened to this concierge? Is it really retribution?"

Xiao Yan laughed in his heart. If there was really any retribution in the world, then there would be no need to be restrained by etiquette, law, and morality.

Of course he did all this.

Just when the concierge's attitude became more and more despicable, he secretly activated the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Spirit with his palm, condensing vines as thin as hair, and shot three shots in an instant, hitting the concierge's body.

It is within the three acupoints of Chong, Hutiao and Zixiao.

Now that his strength is around that of Soul Saint, it is easy to deal with this concierge.

Xiao Yan walked away and asked the concierge to kowtow to Old Jack a dozen times as an apology.

At this time, the concierge felt that the severe pain in his head had eased a lot. When he saw Old Jack and Xiao Yan again, panic suddenly arose in his heart.

Thinking that since arriving, I have received benefits from many people and done many evil deeds. Is this really retribution from the gods?

Xiao Yan said: "As I said just now, you don't do good deeds, and you didn't expect to receive retribution at that time. If you are rude and rude again in the future, I'm afraid it won't be that simple."

The concierge knelt on his knees and crawled forward two steps, and fell at Xiao Yan's feet, "Little brother, what should I do in the future? Please give me a clear path, little brother."

The pain just now made him want to live but not die. It was simply God's method.

The concierge felt that Xiao Yan was now possessed by a god, and he hoped that he could atone for his sins.

Xiao Yan's internal energy started working in his hand, and he patted the concierge's shoulder twice, "In the future, if you do more good deeds, you can offset them with good deeds. If you do more good deeds, you will be able to relieve your sins."

The concierge nodded repeatedly and knelt down to Xiao Yan three times.

After kneeling down, the porter was surprised to find that his legs had strength again and he slowly stood up.

Such a miraculous change made the concierge even more respectful to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan smiled to himself when he saw it, of course it was him who did it again.

Just now, he tapped the concierge a few times, which caused him to release two slender blue silver legs on his legs.

The blue silver stripe on the head of the concierge will slowly resolve itself after three to five months.

However, if the concierge still refuses to repent in these three to five months, then it is no wonder that he is ruthless.

Although the concierge is hateful, Xiao Yan believes that persuasion should be the first priority in everything so as not to miss the possibility of doing good. Killing is a last resort.

However, evil people can be taught, but enemies must be killed.

This concierge should really be lucky to have met him, Xiao Yan. If he had met that 'Tang San', he would have been directly sentenced to death according to the general outline of the Xuantian Treasure Record, and he would probably die here today.

"What's going on?" At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded, causing the three of them to look at each other.

When the concierge saw the visitor, although there was a large blood stain on his forehead, he smiled, nodded and bowed to the visitor: "Master, you are back."

Xiao Yan looked at the person who came. He was a man of medium build and slightly thin.

It seems that this person is about forty or fifty years old. He has short black hair and looks very ordinary. He has his hands behind his back, but he has a special temperament. His eyes are open and closed with a bit of laziness and decadence.

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(End of chapter)