Chapter 57: Everything Makes Sense.

in a small dense forest a few kilometers east of Nottingham.

Ye Qiu had been thrown to the ground by Tang Hao. He was hunched over, gasping with his mouth open. The cold wind poured into his mouth, making his heart feel cold. Fortunately, he was strong and healthy, so he felt just like that. 

"Boy, has your cultivation of Soul Master been in vain?" Tang Hao sat cross-legged on the grass and couldn't help but mock Ye Qiu.

"It's Uncle Haozi, You're too fast."

Ye Qiu cleared his dry throat and sat down on the ground. After a long while, Ye Qiu opened his bright black eyes and looked at Tang Hao with a look of confusion and shock.

Tang Hao took out the wine jug and drank it in big gulps.

Alcohol not only helps him to relieve his sorrow but also relieves the pain in his body. As early as after that battle, Tang Hao was already at the end of his strength. The injuries in his body were much worse than they looked.

Noticing Ye Qiu's gaze, Tang Hao raised his eyebrows.

"Why are you looking at me like that? If you have to fart, just fart."

Ye Qiu swallowed his saliva, moistened his throat, and asked tentatively, "Uncle Haozi, are you a Titled Douluo?"

"Um?"

Tang Hao looked at Ye Qiu calmly and said calmly: "So what if it is. So what if it isn't? Do I need to explain to you?"

"Uh" Ye Qiu was speechless, scratched his head awkwardly, and laughed: "I'm just curious, since Uncle Haozi is a powerful spirit master, why would he let Xiao San live such a hard life."

"Hard days?" Hearing this, Tang Hao's eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted angrily: "How is it hard? Hasn't it been like this for so many years? Isn't he still alive and well?!"

Hatred and guilt flashed in Tang Hao's eyes. It was obviously he who had the hardest life over the years!

"…"

Ye Qiu seemed to be frightened by his roar and stared at Tang Hao blankly, motionless.

After a long while, seeing Tang Hao calm down, Ye Qiu asked, "Uncle Haozi, do you have a story?"

"Hmph! That's enough. I didn't catch you here to ask silly questions!" Tang Hao snorted coldly and stopped talking. He raised his head and drank the wine in the wine bottle, threw it aside casually, and lay down on the grass. He covered his eyes with his arms and spoke in a hoarse voice. "Tell me, how have you and Xiao San been doing these years?"

Ye Qiu curled his lips.

This guy is a sissy. If he wants the magic grass, he should just say it directly. Why is he trying to be so secretive? Ye Qiu couldn't say much and could only record the matter in his notebook.

Today, you are playing all these twists and turns with me and wasting a lot of time and effort. Tomorrow, I will make Yin spend more time and effort and play her twists and turns.

"Ahem." Ye Qiu cleared his throat and began to tell the story.

Since entering school, Ye Qiu has described some college life in a very general way. After all, those who have been to school or worked know that it is nothing more than a straight line. Every day, you meet the same people, are supervised by the same people, and repeat some courses.

There is nothing much to say about these. Ye Qiu focused on Tang Xiaosan's longing for his father. And the roommate relationship between the two of them. He often used him as a sharpener, no! He often practiced fighting skills with him.

After Ye Qiu's long and concise speech, he quickly explained everything clearly and portrayed himself as a close friend and a good brother to whom Tang Xiaosan placed his thoughts on his father.

"call--!"

Ye Qiu exhaled a long breath, took out a water bottle from his soul guide, and took a few sips. "Uncle Haozi, I've finished talking. Do you want to have a sip?"

Ye Qiu handed over his kettle.

Tang Hao took his hand down, glanced at it, and then lost interest. He took out a can of wine from somewhere, sat up, and said disdainfully: "Men, you should drink wine when you are thirsty!"

Ye Qiu rolled his eyes. Do you think you are a real man just because you drank some horse urine? You are not doing things right but sneaking around and struggling to survive.

It's fine if you don't want it, but you dare to bully me when I already despise you. As his thoughts turned, Ye Qiu smiled shyly and agreed, "Uncle Tang is right! When we get back, I'll take Xiao San to practice his drinking and teach him how to be a real man!"

"Puff, cough, cough"

Tang Hao, who was drinking heavily, almost choked to death from the alcohol. The injuries in his body were all aggravated, and his face looked much uglier. He used his strong soul power to suppress the surging blood in his body and snorted coldly.

"You are still young, your hair hasn't even grown out yet, how can you be considered a man?!"

Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, his face full of dissatisfaction. "Uncle Haozi, you are wrong! I have a wife."

"Alright! I don't want to hear more. Drinking will only make things worse." Tang Hao said firmly, with a slight smile on his face: "You are living a good life. You have even solved your lifelong affairs."

"Hehe. Of course." Ye Qiu laughed proudly, his face full of pride. "I'm not like your mistress, who is so stuffy and flirty and claims to be pure and innocent. I've been with that middle-aged bachelor Yu Xiaogang for a long time, and I don't know what he's doing with his hands in the quilt every day."

Tang Hao's face darkened, and he felt a little upset.

"Humph! I don't know how you two can be so different from each other even though you stay together all day. Forget about your relationship; even your cultivation is so different!"

Speaking of cultivation, Ye Qiu cursed inwardly that he was shameless.

Sure enough! This old guy played so many tricks just to ask about the fairy grass. What a waste of words! After Tang Hao finished speaking, he looked at Ye Qiu with interest, waiting for Ye Qiu's explanation.

"Hehe." Ye Qiu actually laughed out loud in Tang Hao's surprised eyes. He couldn't hide the smugness on his face, no matter what. He teased, "Uncle Tang, you don't know this."

"Oh? It seems that you haven't finished what you just said?" Tang Hao said lightly, his face full of curiosity.

"Yes, this happened before the semester has just started, so I didn't get to tell you." Ye Qiu smiled and took out a handful of grass-flavored candies from his soul guide. He handed the candies to Tang Hao and said, "Come on, Uncle Haozi, I'll treat you to some candies. It's like wedding candy."

"Wedding candy?!"

Tang Hao raised his eyebrows. Could it be that what this kid said was true?!

"Yes, wedding candy! I found a fiancée for myself last month." Ye Qiu was delighted and handed over some more candy.

"Haha, kid, it seems that Xiao San is indeed far inferior to you. Congratulations." Tang Hao took the candies with a smile, opened them and put them in his mouth.

"Thank you." Ye Qiu nodded slightly.

"However, what is the connection between your fiancée and your cultivation level that is so far ahead of your mistress?" Tang Hao chewed on it carefully and looked at Ye Qiu with some curiosity.

"Of course! Uncle Haozi, listen to me, and I will tell you in detail."

Ye Qiu slapped his thigh, stood up, and began to explain vividly, still talking about the chase, medicinal herbs, old grandfather, and fiancée. After describing it vividly, Ye Qiu wiped the nonexistent sweat on his forehead and sat down again. "That's it. My cultivation level has only improved recently."

"I didn't expect that you would encounter such an interesting thing on your first trip." Tang Hao smiled and nodded. "I don't know which girl she is, but you ruined her life."

"What's the harm? We have signed the marriage certificate." Ye Qiu's face changed, a little unhappy. He took out his big marriage certificate from the soul guide and shook it in front of the little Tang Hao.

Noticing the name engraved on the marriage certificate, Tang Hao's eyes suddenly sparkled!

The old poisoner from the Dugu family?!

At this time, Tang Hao finally believed what happened to Ye Qiu.

If it was Dugu Bo, he would be able to capture this guy and make medicine for him. With his eccentric personality, it is not strange to turn this medicine thief into his grandson-in-law.