Douluo Continent, southwest of the Tiandou Empire, Fasno Province, Holy Soul Village.
In the early morning, when the sky was just getting bright, a cock crowed, and then the cock crowed one after another in the entire Holy Soul Village, and the full moon on the horizon began to fade away.
To the north of holy soul Village, in one of the most remote places, there is a small courtyard.
As the cock crowed, a boy who was about five or six years old on the roof of the courtyard slowly opened his eyes.
If anyone was here, he would be surprised to find that the moment the boy opened his eyes, his eyes were all black, without a trace of white.
The two eyes are as black as ink, and they are very strange and scary. There is even a faint black air around the eyes, which is terrible.
This strange scene only lasted for a moment before it returned to normal. The boy looked at the white horizon and stood up.
His short black hair makes him look neat, his clothes are plain, his skin is slightly pale, but his eyes are extremely sharp, which gives him a sense of oppression out of thin air.
Suddenly, his sharp eyes flashed, and he caught a glimpse of a small point out of the village at the entrance of the village, and his figure flashed one step away, and he quickly moved towards a hill in the distance.
"That kid Tang San has gone to the mountain to practice again. I don't know what level of Profound Tian Gong has reached, but if you count the time, Su Yuntao should be coming soon, too." The boy on the roof muttered to himself.
As he spoke, the sharpness in his eyes disappeared, and his eyes became piercing.
His name is Jiang Chen, a child from holy soul Village, but he has a bad reputation in the entire Village.
Everyone regarded him as a snake and scorpion, fearing to avoid it, and some even gave him the nickname Broom Star, Plague God.
All those close to him, even livestock, will not end well.
...
Jiang Chen stretched his waist, his bones crackled, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He jumped down directly from the roof a few meters high.
The figure fell to the ground gently like a ghost, unharmed, if someone saw this scene, he would open his mouth in shock.
For a six-year-old child, being able to climb on the roof is already an incredible thing, let alone just jump off.
Patting the dust on his butt, Jiang Chen just wanted to hum a few songs proudly, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of the corner of the yard.
"My chicken!" Jiang Chen yelled in pain and stepped out to reach the chicken.
He stretched out his hand and fiddled with the two pheasants, their whole body was hard, and he was sure that they were dead.
"It's a waste." With a painful expression on his face, he reached out and touched the two chickens.
Very strangely, a faint black mist began to gush out of the two chickens, converging towards the palms of his hands, and then submerged in his body.
As the black mist gushed out, the two pheasants that were still fat suddenly became skinny, as if they had been air-dried.
Jiang Chen skillfully carried the two corpses and walked outside. Behind him, you could see the strangeness of the entire courtyard.
Inside the yard, there was no grass growing, and the land was so dry that countless cracks burst out. There was no vitality, and it was incompatible with the rest of the entire Holy Soul Village.
Whether it was the death of two pheasants or the strange situation in the yard, it was all caused by him.
Few things can withstand the breath that he inadvertently exudes. The weaker ones will die directly, the stronger ones will suffer a serious illness. Even the land will be cracked by him.
The titles of Plague God and Broom Star also come from this...
Although he had lost two chickens, Jiang Chen was naturally optimistic, and soon let go of his unhappiness, and let the two chickens go outside the village for peace.
After doing all this, he did not go home directly, but ran towards the river not far outside the village. Since the two pheasants caught yesterday were gone, he would catch a few more fish.
Now it was the time to grow his body, he wouldn't be like that silly Tang San, he would just bury his head in cultivation, and suffer his body.
Compared with Tang San's thin body, Jiang Chen had full muscles and a strong development.
He was already very familiar with fishing in the water, half an hour later, he came back with three big fish in his hand.
The fish was very big and fat. He held it with straw skewered over the fish gills and raised his hands to his chest to prevent the tail from dragging to the ground.
When passing by the hill where Tang San was practicing, he paused, and happened to meet Tang San who had come down from the top after his cultivation.
"Hi, Tang San!"
Tang San also saw Jiang Chen from a distance, and when he heard Jiang Chen calling him, he forced a smile on his face.
"Jiang Chen, you are so early too!"
Jiang Chen walked over and approached Tang San, but Tang San's face twitched, and he stepped back several steps.
"Don't, don't come over." Tang San waved his hands again and again, with a trace of fear in his eyes.
This is because not only the adults, children, and livestock in the village have suffered from Jiang Chen's poisonous hands, but he almost smashed his head when he possessed the Taoist Xuantian Gong body protection.
He had felt Jiang Chen's sudden cold breath, and that breath burrowed straight into his body. If it hadn't been for his Xuantian Gong body protection, he would have suffered a serious illness.
The most damning thing is that one morning, he was about to go up the mountain to practice, only to find that Jiang Chen was sneaking down from the mountain, and he was arrested.
After he went up the mountain, his nose was almost crooked with anger. The hill was only a hundred meters away. However, after Jiang Chen came down, the top of the mountain and the flowers and trees twenty or thirty meters down were all withered and yellow, as if someone had taken away their vitality.
During that time, Tang San's aura gained while cultivating on the top of the mountain was obviously much less than before, and it was only a few months before the top of the mountain recovered.
Jiang Chen curled his lips, he knew that Tang San had remembered the mountaintop incident again.
He swears that he really didn't mean it. At that time, he wanted to see what's magical in the place where Tang San practiced secretly. As a result, he tried to cultivate there, and the aura in his body accidentally escaped. The tragedy of that time.
He was somewhat embarrassed in his heart for ruining other people's cultivation places for no reason.
"Then, I caught a few fish, and I will give you one." He didn't continue to approach Tang San, so he threw a fish over.
Tang San quickly stretched out his right hand, grabbing the fish quickly and accurately, and the big fish that weighed almost ten catties was so steadily picked up by him.
"Thank you," Tang San said.
At this moment the two were only five meters apart, Jiang Chen's black jewel-like eyes suddenly lit up, his aggressive eyes fixed on Tang San's healthy-skinned neck, his throat couldn't help but swallow. Drool.