Chapter 3 I am Venom!
Missing his martial soul.
Ye Qiu postponed his meal time until evening.
Seeing Old Jack and Tang San leave, Ye Qiu also happily went home.
Along the way, Ye Qiu was studying his martial spirit.
Looking at the tadpoles on the fingertips.
Very small indeed.
It's hard to imagine its role, so it's no wonder that Su Yuntao judged it as a useless martial spirit.
Just got home.
Ye Qiu was right next to the water tank in front of the door, trying to possess the spirit.
Little tadpoles under Ye Qiu's gaze
Pasted on fingertips.
Black fibers and wool quickly spread towards Ye Qiu's body.
Ye Qiu could feel that his whole body was full of strength.
Looking towards the water tank
This was followed by a sharp and hoarse sound of shock.
"Holy shit——!"
Ye Qiu looked at the 'monster' in the water tank in disbelief.
The main color is pitch black, with wisps of white fibers.
The biggest feature is the two white patches on the eyes.
While talking.
Ye Qiu could even see the rows of fangs and long tongues in his mouth!
"You're not kidding."
Ye Qiu staggered back two steps.
He touched his face and looked at his stronger arms.
Of course he knew what was stuck on him.
I couldn't help but my heart was racing.
"My martial spirit is venom?"
The hoarse voice was a little uncertain.
Ye Qiu took a deep breath, and the smooth black hair on his head receded like a tide.
It was as if he was wearing a tight leather jacket.
Walk slowly towards the water tank
"Holy crap! Holy crap, where's my head?! Stop it!"
Ye Qiu looked at the headless reflection in the water tank.
Terrified.
He grabbed his neck with both hands, trying to take his head out.
If any villagers pass by here.
Even in broad daylight, I would definitely be scared to death here.
Fortunately, it was a near miss.
Ye Qiu's head successfully grew back, and the black color was rewoven into his head.
His face turned slightly pale, and he was quite frightened.
But then
Ye Qiu's pale face turned into a bright smile.
He had a bold guess in his mind!
Ye Qiu holds the water tank
Half of his face began to boil and surge from the inside, turning into venom.
A hoarse and childish voice sounded.
"I understand."
"I am Venom, right?"
The words fell.
Ye Qiu noticed that there was spider silk hanging down in front of his eyes, and there was a small spider hanging on it.
The white of Venom's eyes shrinks
Ye Qiu slowly raised his hand and gently poked the spider with his finger.
"Want to try it?"
Gu Gu!
Ye Qiu's body began to stir, like fluid rushing towards the spider.
"Holy shit! I'm stuck, I'm stuck!"
"..."
"Great! Success!"
……
Three months passed in the blink of an eye.
Ye Qiu's body became much stronger.
After possessing the martial soul, he can not only fly over the walls, but also weave a hammock for himself
I like to entertain myself from time to time.
Crazy performances of breaking bricks with bare hands, breaking bricks with an iron head, and even showing courage
He took a brick and tried it on his crotch!
After some testing.
Ye Qiu is already full of confidence and longing for the future.
Although it has obvious weaknesses.
But no one knows, as long as we find a way to make up for it before then.
Being afraid of high temperatures is nothing to worry about.
The sun is shining brightly.
Ye Qiu simply packed his things.
Still hanging the wine gourd around his waist, he followed Old Jack to Tang San's house.
There are very few people with soul power in the village.
It is also a piece of cake to get quotas for work-study students that are not available in other villages.
"Tang Hao, I came to pick up Tang San as promised."
Old Jack shouted.
When he walked into the blacksmith shop with Ye Qiu, he was hit by heat waves and the unpleasant smell of alcohol. The corners were piled with scraps of metal, bottles and cans that had been filled with wine.
"Hey, morning! Mistress, and Uncle Mouse!"
Ye Qiu smiled and said good morning to Tang Hao and his son, and took out the candy and handed it to Tang San.
"Mistress, do you want some candy?"
"No need."
Tang San shook his head, his tone better than before.
Ye Qiu shrugged helplessly.
Tang Hao, who was sitting at the dining table drinking rice and soup with a slovenly beard, paid no attention to anyone.
He just raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Qiu lightly. His cloudy eyes showed no emotion.
But Ye Qiu would not let him get away with it.
Smiling, he stepped forward and opened the wine gourd hanging on his waist.
"Uncle Mouse, would you like some wine?"
"Up!"
A hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded, and Tang Hao threw away the rice soup in his hand.
Place the empty bowl on the table.
"Good!"
Ye Qiu immediately served Tang Hao.
The wine is very clear and green, mixed with some blue silver grass residue.
No one bought his wine
Only Tang Hao likes this mouth, and it's because of chance.
Snap!
Tang Hao took his black and fishy hand, put it into the bowl, stirred it, and poured it away.
Slap the ‘clean’ bowl on the table again.
Ye Qiu didn't feel distressed at all.
Continue to fill Tang Hao with a bowl of his private secret wine.
"Uncle Mouse, would you like some more candy?"
Tang Hao took a sip of the wine, feeling a little intoxicated, as if he were drinking tea.
Looking at the colorful flowers Ye Qiu handed over.
Tang Hao glanced at him.
He nodded slightly, then grabbed all the candies in Ye Qiu's hand with his big hand.
The smile on Ye Qiu's face was even brighter.
He put his hands together and rubbed them, and blinked his big black eyes, showing a bit of a philistine.
"Uncle Mouse, I'm going to school, look."
He didn't wait for Ye Qiu to finish.
Tang Hao waved his hand and said impatiently:
"Don't waste your efforts, I have no money."
"Haha. It doesn't matter, the mistress is so capable, he will be rich in the future."
Ye Qiu is not annoyed either.
Tang Hao's wine money on credit was nothing more than a drop in the bucket for a soul master.
Hear the words.
Tang San didn't reply, but looked at his sloppy father.
"Mistress, you don't need to pay for his drinks."
Tang Hao gave instructions casually, raised his hand and threw a few candies into his mouth without looking at Ye Qiu.
"I got it, Dad."
Tang San nodded seriously.
"What?!"
Ye Qiu's complexion changed slightly.
Although this wine is just the water he washed the bottle and was slightly distilled.
Throw in some edible grass residue.
But he never forced anyone to buy one.
This is the fruit of his labor.
"Uncle Mouse, how could you do this? Aren't you bullying honest people?!"
Old Jack, who was helping Tang San pack his things, also noticed the movement here.
Immediately I couldn’t help but help and said:
"Tang Hao, don't go too far. You even want to rob children of their belongings!"
"What's the fuss about? Why don't you just borrow some wine money and grab a handful of candies? My mouth is about to fade away."
Tang Hao didn't even look back.
He ate some grass-flavored candies and chewed them with the grass wine specially provided for him.
Eyes showing intoxication
It's like there's his wife inside.
"Although it has no taste, it is clean. I cooked it myself!"
Ye Qiu frowned.
He had collected a lot of firewood for distillation. It was absolutely clean and hygienic.
Why is this dignified Haotian Douluo so shameless!
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of chapter)