Chapter 3 Silent Hidden Arrows

After Tang San put the two bowls of porridge in place, he called to the back room, "Dad, it's time to eat~"

After a while, the shabby curtain was lifted.

A tall figure came out from the inside. The beard on his face may have not been taken care of for several years, covering the lower half of his face, his skin is sallow, and his eyes are a little dull.

His tattered sackcloth had a few patches on it, and it was dirty and looked a little scruffy.

As it approached, Ye Zhiqiu could smell a strong smoky alcohol smell.

This is Tang Hao, Tang Hao with the title Haotian Douluo.

Ye Zhiqiu stared at him dumbfounded, such a person would actually be a man of influence who shocked the entire Douluo Continent.

Although he had met several times before, but thinking that such a person could actually be a Titled Douluo, Ye Zhiqiu still felt a little weird.

If he wasn't familiar with the plot and met Tang Hao on the street, Ye Zhiqiu felt that he would most likely treat him as a beggar.

Tang Hao didn't say a word, he came to the table in three or two steps, picked up the wooden bowl with one hand, raised his head, and poured the porridge and soup into his mouth.

His throat rolled a few times, and a bowl of porridge took a breath away.

After that, Tang Hao ignored Ye Zhiqiu and Tang San, turned around and went straight back to the inner room.

During the whole process, Tang Hao didn't say a word, didn't even glance at Ye Zhiqiu and Tang San, and turned a blind eye to the half of the steamed bun that Tang San handed over.

Tang San sat down silently, sipping porridge soup with steamed buns.

Tang San is used to Tang Hao's style, and doesn't think much about it. He can vaguely remember some of the past, knowing that his father was hit by his mother's death, and that's why he became what he is now.

Therefore, Tang San has no complaints.

In the previous life, Tang San was an orphan and was adopted by the Tang Sect.

In this life, Tang San cherished family affection very much.

Even though Tang Hao has all kinds of bad habits, he is still his biological father. Tang San felt it was his responsibility to take care of his father.

Ye Zhiqiu could only sigh in his heart about Tang Hao's style, the title Douluo is just a bee, and the hot porridge just came out of the pot was "crashed", and he was not afraid of being hot at all? Is this the legendary powerhouse?

After waiting for Tang San to finish lunch and clean up the dishes, Ye Zhiqiu slowly stepped forward.

The two gathered next to the forging table and began to pick and choose from various iron blocks.

The two of them plan to build two silent sleeve arrows, which they discussed in the morning.

The day after tomorrow is the awakening of the martial arts, Tang San is sure to be able to awaken the dual martial arts of Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer, and because Tang San has cultivated the Xuantian Gong, it is directly because he is born full of soul power.

According to the plot, Tang San will enter Notting Junior College and can only go home once a year.

As for Ye Zhiqiu, the possibility of not having soul power is even greater. He also needed means to protect himself, so he pestered Tang San to forge weapons for him in the morning.

Originally he wanted a short sword, but Tang San said there was something more suitable for him, Ye Zhiqiu naturally understood after thinking about it.

Tang San's various unique skills came from the Tang Sect in the middle of Shu, and the Tang Sect was famous for its hidden weapons.

Mist clouds fell from the flying stars, and there was no trace of the stars and flowers. This is the Tang Sect that Ye Zhiqiu understood.

At this stage, Tang San was limited by materials, and there was only one hidden weapon that could be forged, and that was the silent sleeve arrow.

The two picked two pieces of moderate size from a pile of iron blocks, and they were ready to start forging.

The first step in making the Hidden Arrow: Wrought Iron

Ye Zhiqiu consciously ran to pull the bellows. After all, the forging hammer that weighed dozens of kilograms was his current small body. It was easy to move, but difficult to swing.

The heavy responsibility of wrought iron naturally fell on Tang San's head.

If Tang San relies on his own strength, he is not much stronger than Ye Zhiqiu.

But after he had used the Xuantian Art in his body, he could easily swing the hammer that weighed several tens of kilograms.

The sound of hammer and pig iron clashing quickly came from this broken house, and the sound of "bang bang" resounded through half of the Holy Soul Village.

The reddish iron block roasted by the fiery flame was constantly deformed under Tang San's vigorous knocking, and small pieces of black impurities peeled off from the surface of the iron block.

Ye Zhiqiu and Tang San were in high spirits for a while.

Although the two slightly childish faces were full of sweat, the excitement in their eyes was beyond words.

Tang Hao didn't know when he opened the rag curtain again, leaning on the door frame and watching quietly.

His black pupils seemed to have a new color at this moment, and his eyes were no longer as out of focus as before.

"A Yin, have you seen it? Our child, born with divine power"

Tang Hao murmured softly, with a hint of relief in the sadness in the tiger's eyes.

"Bang bang."

"bang bang~"

"bang bang bang ~"

The pounding of the hammer continued from noon to evening before it stopped.

"squeak"

The broken wooden door of Tang San's house was pushed open, and a small shadowy figure staggered out from the inside.

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu seemed to have just emerged from the coal kiln, with only the big black eyes remaining on the whole body, which was relatively clean.

In one afternoon, the various accessories of Silent Armor were basically finished.

It will take a while to assemble, though, and it will be available tomorrow.

Ye Zhiqiu suppressed his excitement and walked to his house staggeringly. He pulled the bellows all afternoon, and the ghost knows how to persist.

But although I was very tired today, Ye Zhiqiu was in a good mood when he thought that he would soon have his first hidden weapon.

I even hummed a little song on the way home

After a while, Ye Zhiqiu came to the door of his house, his nose twitched a few times, eh? There seems to be meat to eat at night? Dad caught a hare again?

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu's stomach "gurgling" sounded at the right time.

Wiping the saliva that was about to flow from the corner of his mouth, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes lit up, "Dad, Mom. I'm back."

Pushing the door and entering, Father Ye and Mother Ye were all sitting at the table. There were two dishes on the table, one of which was a roasted rabbit.

Ye Nan and Liu Qingqing were stunned for a moment when they saw the dark little thing at the door.

Liu Qingqing got up and walked quickly towards the kitchen.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't think much about it, thinking that his mother was going to serve the dishes. At this time, only the golden rabbit legs of the test were left in his eyes.

It had been several weeks since he had eaten meat, so Ye Zhiqiu went to climb the stool in a hurry.

At this time, Liu Qingqing came back. He also held two bamboo sticks in his hand, and handed one to Ye Zhiqiu's father, Ye Nan.

The old man's eyes were a little bad.

Ye Zhiqiu, who was reaching for the vegetable pot with both hands, glanced at this scene, and suddenly felt the chrysanthemum tighten.

"Mom and Dad, listen to my explanation."

"Clap clap."

"Can you beat the rabbit after eating it?"

"clap clap"

Tang San listened to the miserable howls from next door, and mourned for Ye Zhiqiu for three seconds.