Start with Blue Silver Grass

"Tang San, right?"

Lin Yi looked at the thin black-haired boy in front of him, with a warm smile on his face, and asked warmly.

"Yes..." Tang San nodded and looked at Lin Yi and the three figures standing a few steps behind Lin Yi.

According to common sense, he didn't know any of the four people in front of him.

Including, uncle Tang Xiao and aunt Tang Yuehua~

"Excuse me, are you—?" Tang San asked politely.

Faced with Tang San's politeness, Lin Yi smiled slightly and introduced himself: "My surname is Lin, and my single name is Yi..."

"Excuse me, is your father, Tang Hao, here?" Lin Yi asked again, but he did not introduce the three people behind Tang Xiao.

"Hello, Uncle Lin~" Tang San's eyes flashed, he had some guesses about Lin Yi's identity, and after calling out in a neither humble nor overbearing tone, he said:

"Dad is sleeping inside. Please come in, I'll call him... But I don't know if dad is willing to get up..."

Two days ago, Tang Hao finally returned to Holy Soul Village after being missing for a day and night.

But I don’t know if the shock was too great. In the past two days, except for waking up when eating, the rest of the time I was sleeping so hard that I couldn’t wake up even if I screamed.

I saw that after Tang San and Lin Yi finished talking, they nodded politely to Tang Xiao and the other two people behind Lin Yi, opened the half-open door, turned around and ran into the house.

"Dad? Are you up?" Tang San's little figure had just arrived at the door of the middle one of the three adobe houses. He looked into the room and asked with some surprise.

In the room, beside the old and broken wooden table, a tall figure was sitting on the table with his back hunched over. He held a yellow-brown coarse porcelain bottle in his hand and poured it into his mouth from time to time.

Judging from the pungent smell of the turbid liquid flowing from the corner of the figure's mouth, it must be the result of the local wine brewed by the villagers and mixed with water.

Arriving next to Tang San, Lin Yi and others looked at Tang Hao's appearance with various thoughts.

Tang Xiaohu's eyes were filled with tears and he clenched his hands; Tang Yuehua raised his bare hands and covered his mouth and nose, his eyes were red and tears were flowing unconsciously; the eyes of the white-haired middle-aged man were full of surprise, and his face had a pensive expression of pensiveness.

When the four of them arrived at the door of the room, they had already stepped into the room. Tang San, who came to Tang Hao's side, secretly assessed the performance of Lin Yi and the others.

Lin Yi, on the other hand, was beyond Tang San's expectation. He thought that he came with his uncle Tang Xiao and his aunt Tang Yuehua. Even if he was not a close friend of his father, he should be like the white-haired middle-aged man, but he didn't expect that,

At this moment, Uncle Lin still had a faint smile on his face.

Regarding my father's appearance at this moment, I don't feel as sad as my uncle or the others do, nor do I feel the regret of a gray-haired middle-aged man.

In Tang San's eyes, the young man named Lin Yi walked into the house with an indifferent expression. His handsome appearance and temperament were in stark contrast to the dilapidated and messy environment.

Looking around, Lin Yi saw that Tang Hao was still drinking the low-quality local wine mixed with water that ordinary people would not drink, as if no one was watching, and said slowly:

"A few days ago, when I returned to Tiandou City, I discovered that my father had sent me a family letter..."

"I know from my father's letter that there is an awakener of the "Blue Silver Grass" martial soul with full soul power here in "Notting City"...'

'I was thinking at that time that having such a talented "Blue Silver Grass" martial spirit, looking at the Douluo Continent, except for the mutation of the martial spirit, it is most likely related to sister A Yin...'

"Especially, the father of this awakened child is called - Tang Hao."

"Although, this Tang Hao is just a village blacksmith who drinks alcohol all day long."

"Of course, regardless of whether it has something to do with Sister A Yin or not, I am very interested in the "Blue Silver Grass" martial spirit that is full of innate soul power..."

"But, I think, this child named Tang San has just awakened this year. He is obviously just six years old, and he has the innate soul power of the "Blue Silver Grass" martial spirit. His father is also named Tang Hao. What reason do I have to believe? Could this have nothing to do with sister A Yin who disappeared six years ago?"

Seeing this slow young man walk up to his father Tang Hao step by step, Tang San subconsciously aimed his cuff at the young man's throat.

Although the young man had always been smiling, for some reason, when Tang San looked at that smiling face, an extreme sense of panic emerged in his heart for no reason.

It's like... the people working in the fields met the emperor who was traveling!

A little bit of mud stained the emperor's dragon robe...

"Huh?" Lin Yi frowned slightly, looking away from the drunkard Tang Hao, looking at Tang San next to him, lightly touching the position of the other man's sleeves, and casually placing a little on the brocade pouch around his waist.

A slight light of soul power flashed, and a dark metal box appeared in his hand.

With his slender palm as white as jade, he held the box and handed it to Tang San. Lin Yi said in a friendly voice: "Little guy, don't play with your little toy anymore. No one in this room can break the skin..."

"Here, this "Yum Sheng Repeating Crossbow" is a meeting gift from your uncle, go play with it..."

"But remember, foreign objects are always just foreign objects. In this world where you can cultivate yourself, your own strength is still the main thing..."

"..."

Tang San looked at the "Yum Sheng Lian Nu" in front of him, which was very similar to the "Zhuge Lian Nu" in the previous life [Tang Sect], and was inexplicably shocked in his heart. He was afraid that his "Sleeve Arrow" would be discovered and the hidden weapon turned into a bright weapon. He was shocked by the opponent's powerful spiritual sense and generosity. For a moment, he didn't know whether to answer or not.

"Sister Yuehua~"

Lin Yi looked at Tang San who seemed to be calmed down and didn't care. He put the "Yum Victorious Crossbow" in his hand on the table next to him and called out softly.

After being called out by Lin Yi, Tang Yuehua gathered her thoughts, stepped forward with rosy eyes, and grabbed Tang San who was hiding back: "You kid, what are you hiding from? I am your aunt..."

As he spoke, Tang Yuehua, who had a physique comparable to that of a beast martial soul soul king, waved his jade arms and pulled Tang San aside like a little chicken. By the way, he placed the "Yum Victorious Crossbow" that Lin Yi placed on the table. "Take it over and start introducing it to him.

Ignoring Tang San who was being pulled away, Lin Yi took a step forward again, turning a blind eye to the smell of wine emanating from Tang Hao's body, and asked without changing his expression: "Where's Sister A Yin?"

"Gurgling, gurgling, gurgling..."

Faced with Lin Yi's questions, Tang Hao turned a deaf ear and just kept drinking wine from a thick porcelain bottle.

"Pa! "Pong! Click--!"

With a slap, the rough porcelain bottle flew away, hit the earth wall next to it, bounced to the ground and broke into pieces. As the turbid wine flowed, Lin Yi grabbed Tang Hao's collar and lifted him up from where he was sitting. With another force of his arm, he lifted this man who was slightly taller than himself, to his toes, and asked again: "Let me ask you, where is Sister A Yin?"

His tone was gentle and his expression was indifferent. If he hadn't seen this gentle man lifting his tall and burly father, Tang San would have thought it was just a familiar greeting from someone he met on the road.