Tang San didn't know how he came back.
Just remember...
He stood stunned for a moment, then took out the clothes from the soul guide, put them on randomly, lowered his head and ran away frantically from there.
Every glance was like a sharp sword, piercing Tang San's heart fiercely.
even if...
There was no mocking in some of the looks.
I ran all the way here and there, not knowing how far I had traveled, let alone where I was currently.
The only thing he could tell was that he was still in this small town.
Walking to the nearby pond in a daze, Tang San knelt down, facing the turbid but calm water surface, and turned his face slightly.
A bright red slap mark still remained on his face.
As time went by, this bright red mark did not fade, but became more pure red; and his face also became a little swollen.
This shows how serious Xiao Wu's attack was.
Stretching out his hand, he touched the swollen red mark on his face as if no one was there; Tang San laughed unconsciously, seemingly ignoring the unbearable stinging feeling.
The low laughter was mixed with a little hoarseness.
as well as...
A touch of madness.
It seems to be mocking itself, and it also seems to be silently questioning the world.
...
The man sitting high on the throne looked calmly at the ground, as if he could clearly see the crazy young man in the human world through the mist.
After a while, he shook his head slightly.
"More suitable for that madman..."
he said.
I don’t know which god this “madman” refers to...
Destiny cannot always fall in love with one person.
The same is true for luck.
In the human world, there are countless emotions such as unwillingness, anger, resentment, and even many others.
Emotions are not forever.
If we really observe them one by one, and then select suitable human beings as divine examiners...
Then he, the god, would probably be exhausted!
I don’t have the energy or the mood.
Qi Luck had already helped Tang San once before. In a short period of time, he probably wouldn't be able to help Tang San again.
And so, unbeknownst to anyone, fate changed again and kept on going...
Tang San didn't know.
Lu Yuan didn't know either.
But compared to Tang San, Lu Yuan undoubtedly has a lot to thank for his soul.
Time travel and reincarnation are not the same.
Therefore, Lu Yuan did not have any theory of luck.
Even now, Lu Yuan still has no luck.
What he has is just part of the luck shared with him by the Three-Eyed Golden Raider.
Therefore, before he got into contact with the Three-Eyed Golden Tiger, his luck had not been very good.
But in this world where world consciousness has not yet awakened...
Luck is just a help!
What really determines the development of things depends on personal strength!
...
Tang San had no idea that he had just been chosen to give up by a strange god.
At this moment, he was sitting dully in the hotel room; his eyes were dull, and he didn't notice the eager expressions on the faces of Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong at all.
"What's going on, mistress?"
Liu Erlong himself has a hot temper and hates Meng Hulu most in his life.
It's a pity that there are two boring gourds in front of her...
Therefore, after a short wait, looking at Tang San who was still in a dazed state, and Yu Xiaogang who looked worried but didn't know what to say, Liu Erlong couldn't bear it any longer.
He directly stretched out his jade palm, grabbed Tang San's collar and pulled Tang San up.
Facing Yu Xiaogang, she would definitely not dare to do this.
But facing Tang San, Liu Erlong, who considered herself Tang San's master wife, still dared to take action.
Seeing Tang San like a pile of mud, likely to fall down at any time, Liu Erlong suddenly felt a feeling of hatred that iron cannot become steel.
"Stand still!"
A loud shout kicked the confused Tang San out of his daze.
"Two dragons!"
Yu Xiaogang frowned and stopped.
Liu Erlong's plump figure froze, and the second half of the words that came to his mouth were not uttered in the end.
He raised his head again and looked at Aunt Liu and the worried-looking Master Yu Xiaogang in front of him. Tears flowed down Tang San's cheeks and hit the ground.
Valley Bass
The man bleeds but does not shed tears.
Unfortunately, in Tang San's opinion, this sentence was completely bullshit.
For Tang Sect disciples, their own lives are the number one priority.
Secondly, it is one's own reputation.
Of course, there are also a very small number of Tang Sect disciples who, knowing full well that they cannot survive, choose to die to clear their reputations.
after all...
No Tang Sect disciple wants to experience the punishment methods of his own sect.
Therefore, words related to integrity and dignity such as "A man bleeds but not sheds tears" can only be ranked third or fourth among Tang Sect disciples.
It just so happened that the injustice Tang San suffered today was a matter of "reputation".
Therefore, he shed these tears without any burden on his heart.
"Teacher...Aunt Liu..."
The chapped lips opened, and Tang San spat out hoarse, even slightly aphonic words.
Fortunately, this time, Tang San's mental quality was pretty good; he didn't faint from exhaustion, or vomit out his hard work due to exhaustion.
It’s right when you think about it.
After being hit so many times, I should have made some progress.
The sadness on his face faded slightly, Yu Xiaogang waved his hand to signal Liu Erlong beside him, then stood up, held Tang San's shoulders, pressed Tang San on the sofa and asked:
"Xiaosan, tell the teacher, what happened?"
Liu Erlong, who was pouring water silently on the side, heard this and glanced at Yu Xiaogang, who looked anxious, speechlessly.
Judging from the obvious wear and tear on the soul guide, it must have been a battle.
Look at the disheveled clothes, and they are not the original clothes...
He probably had his clothes blown off.
The child may feel ashamed and shameless, so he gets into trouble...
but...
What's going on with that red palm print on your face?
However, this is not the time to continue to dwell on this issue.
It's hard to get the child to stop asking questions. How can you, the master, continue to ask questions at this critical moment?
Isn’t this just trying to make trouble?
The most important thing now is not to figure out what happened!
Instead, let the child's mentality stabilize first.
After the child's mentality has stabilized, if the child is willing to say something, he will naturally say it; if he is not willing to say something, it is not too late to ask again!
At the very least, after the child's mentality stabilizes, the child will be able to explain things calmly and completely, without making too much nonsense...
have to say.
Sometimes, women's minds are indeed more delicate than men's.
This has nothing to do with age.
It's purely a matter of innate talent bias.
Tang San's face was stupefied, his expression was ugly, and he even had an obvious look of dejection.
When his mind had just recovered, he was severely stabbed by his teacher...
what happened?
His Xiao Wu was taken away!
And he was still snatched away by Lu Yuan who made him want to be cut into pieces!
Not only that, Xiao Wu also slapped him in front of him!
In the end, that bastard Lu Yuan even broke his clothes in a despicable manner!
After self-editing some "not so important" causes and consequences, Tang San cried eloquently to Yu Xiaogang, and at the same time firmly placed the blame on Lu Yuan's head.
Seeing his apprentice like this, Yu Xiaogang had no choice but to cooperate with Tang San and make unilateral and malicious judgments against Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan is not his disciple.
There is no need to hold a bowl of water flat.
Liu Erlong thoughtfully handed over the hot water, but was ignored by the eloquent master and apprentice at the same time.
A faint grievance surged into Liu Erlong's heart.
But she still restrained her aggrieved emotions very well, sat aside and quietly acted as a bystander.
And on the other side...
Ah sneeze! ! !
Lu Yuan rubbed his nose in confusion.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Xiao Wu, who was also in a daze, asked softly in his arms.
After being suspicious for a moment, Lu Yuan looked at Xiao Wu who was gradually waking up in his arms, and had no choice but to lie down and hug Xiao Wu.
A low voice with a hint of sleepiness sounded in Xiao Wu's ears...
"nothing..."
"Go to sleep..."
"I have to get up early tomorrow..."
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