Chapter 99: This is the taste of father.
Chapter 99: This is the taste of father.
Sit there for a while.
Tang San finally calmed down, stood up, put on a pair of ugly cloth shoes, and walked to the dilapidated wooden window.
Outside the window, the night is still dark.
Through the night, he looked towards the distant east and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of tension and heartache.
Tang San frowned, thinking it was the residual effect of a nightmare. He shook his head fiercely and didn't pay too much attention to it.
This time he woke up two quarters of an hour earlier than usual.
But it doesn't matter. He can't sleep at this moment anyway.
Tang San turned around and walked to another hard bed.
On the bed, a drunk middle-aged man with a scraggly beard was sleeping soundly.
Although this man is said to be middle-aged, he actually looks more like a sloppy and unkempt old man.
He was the Haotian Douluo who, more than two years ago, arrogantly beat Qian Xunji and fled in a panic for a whole month under the pursuit of Qian Daoliu before finally escaping from the death. He was also the father of the bastard Tang San, Tang Hao.
Tang San leaned down and took a deep breath. The strong smell of alcohol and sweat instantly rushed into his nostrils.
He didn't find it unpleasant but rather enjoyed it.
"Ah, this is the smell of my father!"
In his previous life, Tang San was an orphan and had never felt the love of family.
Therefore, he is extremely eager for family affection, even a little obsessed and a little abnormal.
After living a new life, Tang San finally has a father. He feels very lucky.
Apart from reincarnation, he felt that his father was the best gift God had given him.
No matter how badly his father treats him, he must cherish and enjoy it.
After feeling his father's breath, Tang San turned around, lifted the door curtain, walked out of the adobe house, washed up simply, and walked in the dark towards a small hill adjacent to the Holy Spirit Village.
He had to get there before dawn, and with the help of the purple air coming from the east, practice the Tang Sect's unique skills and the eye-training method, the Purple Demon Pupil.
In the Adobe house.
Just after Tang San lifted the door curtain and walked out.
Tang Hao suddenly opened his eyes, and a red light flashed in the darkness.
He had already noticed Tang San's abnormality.
Ever since he had been living in seclusion in the Holy Soul Village with his son, his son had stopped sleeping and soon woke up.
But what was strange was that the look in his son's eyes was completely different from when he was born.
My son's eyes looked as if he had experienced many years of vicissitudes. They were not what a baby could have, but more like those of a middle-aged man.
At first, Tang Hao didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just some strange appearance.
But after spending more time together, Tang Hao slowly discovered that something was wrong.
Although Tang San was deliberately hiding himself, how could he hide it from Tang Hao, the Titled Douluo?
What Tang San didn't know was that his every move was actually under Tang Hao's watch.
So soon, Tang San was exposed.
Tang Hao discovered that his son Tang San had learned the language of Douluo Continent in less than a year after he was born.
Moreover, Tang San's expression, manners, words, etc. were all extremely experienced and skilled, and he didn't look like a child at all.
Tang Hao couldn't help but start to wonder if his son's body was taken over by some old monster.
Until a year ago, Tang Hao discovered that Tang San often got up before dawn and secretly ran to a small hill to practice some strange secret techniques.
There are as many as six kinds of those strange secret methods.
There are meditation-like exercises, strange techniques that turn your hands into jade-white, eye-training methods that turn your eyes purple, weird grappling and light-body techniques, and a weird throwing technique.
Anyway, Tang Hao couldn't recognize which soul master force in Douluo Continent these strange secret techniques came from.
At least not in the upper three sects or the lower four sects, and not in the Spirit Hall either.
But it cannot be ruled out that it came from some small force.
After all, Douluo Continent is so big, there will always be some strange and unknown forces. It is normal to have some special secret methods, and Tang Hao himself does not know all of them.
Tang San gets up before dawn every day and runs to the hill to practice martial arts. He does this day after day, and his life is incredibly regular.
Only at this time did Tang Hao truly believe that his son, Tang San, had been possessed by some old monster.
Tang Hao felt very uncomfortable when he thought that his son was actually an old monster.
Tang Hao once thought about strangling Tang San to death, but in the end he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
After all, Tang San's body is filled with his and Ah Yin's blood. He feels guilty towards Ah Yin and cannot bring himself to kill him no matter what.
Tang Hao, feeling somewhat disheartened, began to drink all day long and didn't want to care about Tang San anymore. As long as he wasn't starving to death, that was enough.
Sometimes, when facing Tang San, Tang Hao would deliberately show impatience and dislike and would even often find fault and scold him.
However, after a year of getting along,.
No matter how badly Tang Hao treated Tang San, Tang San was always willing to work hard and serve Tang Hao like his own father.
This made Tang Hao a little confused.
However, Tang San's actions also made Tang Hao experience the feeling of being a father, which was a bit enjoyable, and this did have some influence on Tang Hao.
And there seemed to be some kind of will in the dark, quietly changing Tang Hao's mind, making Tang Hao accept Tang San's existence.
Until one day, an idea suddenly emerged in Tang Hao's mind:
"As long as Xiao San's body is filled with my blood, then he is my son. Does it really matter who the soul inside is?"
Then, Tang Hao suddenly came to his senses.
Soon he accepted Tang San's existence.
The sudden change was so baffling that even Tang Hao himself felt puzzled.
At this moment, severe pain suddenly broke out in Tang Hao's body.
Tang Hao groaned immediately and quickly took the flagon of low-quality beer placed on the bedside, opened the lid, and gulped down several big gulps.
His injury flared up again.
This injury was caused by the backlash two years ago when Tang Hao used the secret of Haotian's unique skill, the Great Sumeru Hammer—the ring explosion—twice in a month in order to resist the attacks of Qianxunji and Qiandaoliu.
Hidden injuries were eroding Tang Hao's body all the time.
Even though his cultivation level had improved, his hidden injuries still did not improve but instead tended to become more serious.
The pain caused by the hidden injuries eroding his body made Tang Hao suffer so much that he had to use alcohol to numb his nerves and relieve the pain.
Of course, Tang Hao's addiction to alcohol and his habit of being drunk all day long were also due to his own self-abandonment and self-indulgence.
Qian Daoliu's pursuit brought huge psychological trauma to Tang Hao, which made Tang Hao see no hope at all.
How sad it is that the heir of the Haotian Sect, the number one sect in the world, one of the Haotian Twins, the famous Haotian Douluo, can only hide in a dilapidated remote mountain village and live the rest of his life.
At this moment, Tang Hao only felt endless sadness, strong frustration, and overwhelming anger in his heart.
"Martial Soul Hall!"
Tang Hao panted violently, gritting his teeth and growling hoarsely, his bloodshot eyes revealing deep hatred.
After a moment, Tang Hao's spirit suddenly collapsed, he became decadent, and his face was full of helplessness.
As long as Qian Daoliu exists in the Spirit Hall, he will not be able to take revenge no matter what.
Tang Hao didn't dare to show up. If he was discovered by the Spirit Hall's minions, he would probably be hunted down by Qian Daoliu again. It was impossible for him to escape successfully every time.
Perhaps Xiao San will be his hope for revenge against Spirit Hall?!
Tang Hao thought to himself that he has confirmed that Xiao San is indeed different.
The things he secretly practiced seemed to have some secrets, and even he couldn't figure out their origins.
He is sure it was not taught by others, but it should be his innate ability. After all, he is an old monster
But even if there is an old monster in Xiao San's body, he still has to call me father.
If Xiao San grows up smoothly, he may be able to overthrow the Spirit Hall and help him get revenge in the future!
However, this matter cannot be rushed. It is better to hide it well for now, and he has to see what Xiao San's talent is. If he has good talent.
Tang Hao's mind is active, and his eyes are shining.
(End of this chapter.)