Douluo: I’m Really not Strong

On the west side of Holy Soul Village, on the hillside at the head of the village, there are three adobe houses. There is a sign hanging on the roof in the middle with a simple hammer drawn on it, which in this world refers to the identity of a blacksmith.

At the other end, two figures walked slowly on the winding road.

I saw an old man holding a cane, following the young man respectfully, a step or two behind.

Seeing Old Jack's appearance, the villagers he knew didn't dare to go up to say hello, but just watched from a distance.

"Sir, although that guy doesn't have a very good temper, the things he makes are very durable. All kinds of iron tools in our village are made by him." Old Jack assured.

"It doesn't matter if it's not easy to use. After all, it's the work of a master craftsman."

Su Xian muttered to himself, then waved his hand as if nothing happened and said:

"What I want to build are just some ordinary things, and ordinary blacksmiths can also build them."

"hey-hey…"

Hearing this, Old Jack chuckled and did not continue to boast.

After all, Su Xian looked like a nobleman. If he blew it, it would be embarrassing if Tang Hao couldn't do it.

"Tang Hao, I have introduced a business to you. Come out and meet the customer."

Just as he arrived in front of Tang Hao's house, without even entering the yard, Old Jack's angry roar rang out.

In addition to the original anger in his voice, it also seemed to convey a meaning. Not only would this business be bad, it would also get him into trouble.

Hiccup~

After a while, there seemed to be some movement in the house.

Then, the door was pushed open with a "creak" sound, which sounded very scary due to its age and disrepair.

A figure of a middle-aged man walked out, and Su Xian's eyes were focused as he looked at the youngest titled Douluo.

Wearing a torn robe, the solid arms were exposed and were bronze. His complexion and skin were like yellow wax, looking very rough. He was holding a wine flask in his hand, and his complexion was slightly red under the irrigation of the wine.

He was drunk, his eyes were hazy, his hair was as messy as a bird's nest, and his originally sharp eyes were now cloudy and dull.

The tangy smell of alcohol hit his nostrils, carrying the sour smell of bad wine. Not only Old Jack, but also Su Xian couldn't help but frown.

Looking at Tang Hao, Su Xian couldn't help but shake his head.

They are the same father and son, but they have completely different attitudes when facing the sacrifice of their lover. Tang San's final success is not unreasonable.

Just like a martial spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer is too strong and easily broken.

The blue silver grass is resilient, wildfire cannot burn it out, and it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.

Um?

Sensing something was wrong, a bright light seemed to flash in Tang Hao's eyes. He stared at Su Xian and seemed to feel something familiar.

He frowned slightly, the drunkenness on his face disappeared in an instant, and his eyes revealed a cold look.

Seeing that Tang Hao not only refused to entertain, but actually stared at the guests, Old Jack suddenly became anxious and reprimanded, "Tang Hao, this is a big shot from the city, and he came to you specifically to make utensils."

Um?

Cold eyes swept over Old Jack's face, and the latter suddenly shuddered. Huge fear could not help but emerge in his heart, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

"We won't be accepting guests today, so let's go!"

Ignoring Jack, Tang Hao stared at Su Xian with an expressionless face, and there seemed to be a hint of blackness lingering on his face that showed no emotion or anger, and he refused the guest without any courtesy and roared.

After speaking, Tang Hao ignored the two of them, without looking back, and walked directly into the house with a bang.

"Tang Hao, what's wrong with you? You're an alcoholic and don't eat yourself. Can't you make some money to give the mistress some meat to replenish her body?!"

First he was shocked, and now his good intentions were trampled under his feet. Old Jack suddenly became angry and started to curse.

If you weren't the only blacksmith in the village, and you had a child with you, how could I bring you business?

Depend on! I am so blind!

"Village Chief, I came to make an agreement with him. You can go back first."

Seeing Old Jack's indignant look, Su Xian waved his hand and said.

"grown ups…"

Letting Su Xian stay here, Old Jack was really afraid that Tang Hao's bad temper would cause trouble, but seeing that Su Xian's face showed no doubt, he couldn't say much.

"Tang Hao, I'm leaving, please take care of this business yourself."

After giving a reminder to the room, Old Jack sighed helplessly and left directly with his cane.

The courtyard suddenly became silent.

Su Xian was not in a hurry. He found a clean stone and sat down, looking at everything around him with interest.

Who would have thought that Haotian Douluo, who was so majestic back then, would actually live in seclusion in such a dilapidated small village.

One of the three great master craftsmen, he actually makes money by making shovels and farm tools, drinks the cheapest and most cheap wine, and lives a life that is neither human nor ghost.

such a pity!

We are destined not to be on the same road, and we will not be able to walk together, otherwise...

"Senior, do you want to find another place to live in seclusion now?" Su Xian couldn't help but ask.

"How did you find this place?"

When the cold voice came, Su Xian felt a chill in her heart and quickly turned her head to look over.

Tang Hao appeared behind him at some point, his turbid eyes flashing coldly, with a domineering aura and seemingly endless loneliness, which seemed a bit contradictory.

"There was something going on at the border. I happened to be here. I heard the senior's name on the way, so I came over to take a look." Su Xian replied without blushing or heartbeat.

Hearing this, Tang Hao stared at Su Xian coldly, not believing what he said at all.

Notting City is too remote, and he is in a village, with little contact with other people. Most people will never find it.

Even the dignified prince of the empire would not find him here.

"Young man, I advise you that it is best to leave."

Tang Hao shouted coldly, his body couldn't help but exude a trace of white murderous aura, and his face was as cold as a piece of ice.

"Senior, don't worry. I won't reveal your whereabouts. Although the Haotian Sect supports the Star Luo Empire, we all have a common enemy now, don't we?" Su Xian replied without changing his expression.

Well~ speak human words when you meet people, and speak nonsense when you meet ghosts. This is a necessary skill for an acting protagonist.

Wuhun Palace! !

Tang Hao's eyes condensed, and the past events in his heart came to mind again. His eyes were bloodshot, like a crazed lion.

Seeing Tang Hao like this, Su Xian understood more and more that he should kill the guy in front of him, otherwise keeping him would be a big disaster.

"Senior, I came to you this time to ask you to come out. With your reputation, you will be able to intimidate Wuhun Palace and make them dare not act recklessly."

Su Xian looked "sincere", spoke righteously, and begged earnestly. He looked like he was righteous for the country and the people's livelihood, but in his heart he was thinking about how to kill the other party.

"I no longer care about the affairs of the soul master world. Now I am just an ordinary blacksmith. You have found the wrong person."

Clenching his fists, Tang Hao's eyes shone, as if he was thinking of those turbulent years. Finally, he shook his head, his face full of loneliness.

It didn't matter how bright it was, it didn't matter if it protected thousands of people, but it still couldn't protect her alone!

As Old Jack said, he is just a waste now.