Tang Hao, Your Wife Thinks You Can't Grow Grass

Ah Yin had awakened?

Xu Zhou stared at the prompt on the page. His first reaction was that Tang Hao had finally done something decent after all these years.

But on second thought, something felt wrong.

Tang Hao had planted Ah Yin in a cave. He usually could not even be bothered to look after his own son, so how well could he possibly care for a patch of grass?

The fact that he had not watered her with alcohol already counted as deep marital affection.

"Xu Zhou, look at my back first!"

Outside the courtyard gate, a middle-aged man desperately tried to squeeze forward.

"This is an old problem of mine. Once it's cured, climbing mountains and working the fields will be much easier."

"Last month, you said it was kidney deficiency."

"Can't kidney deficiency cause back pain?"

"It's all the same. You don't lose anything by taking a look!"

Seeing that the villagers outside were about to rush in again, Xu Zhou hurriedly put away the Black Ancient Book and shouted, "Uncle Hao's injury wasn't healed by me!"

The crowd fell silent for a moment.

Someone quickly objected.

"If not you, then who?"

"Right after he touched your Martial Soul, his injuries recovered!"

"Yeah, and Grandmaster Yu even opened the Golden Gate. It must have triggered some hidden condition."

The person who said that was a gamer.

In his eyes, anything that could not be explained could be blamed on hidden conditions.

As long as the quest was unfinished, the guide was never wrong. The player had simply missed a step.

Nearby, an old man who claimed to be an original-novel fan shook his head.

"Tang Hao's old injuries were supposed to recover anyway. Xu Zhou merely triggered the plot early."

"Who healed him in the original novel?" someone asked.

"Tang San."

"Did Tang San touch him just now?"

"No."

"Then what the hell are you talking about?"

The old man immediately had nothing to say.

Meanwhile, Niu Dali stroked his chin with a serious expression.

"I've read a fanfic where the protagonist's Martial Soul could return cultivation. As long as an important character acknowledged him, he could help that person level up."

"Did Uncle Hao acknowledge Xu Zhou just now?"

"I didn't."

Tang Hao answered decisively.

Niu Dali thought about it.

"Maybe you didn't acknowledge him verbally, but your body did."

Tang Hao silently summoned the Clear Sky Hammer.

Niu Dali turned and ran.

He had already tested the edge of life and death once today. He had no desire to try again.

"Shut up, all of you."

Tang Hao put away his Martial Soul and looked at Xu Zhou.

"You said just now that my injury had nothing to do with you?"

"That's right."

"Then who did it?"

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Zhou still beckoned him closer.

Tang Hao bent down.

Xu Zhou leaned close to his ear and softly spoke two words.

"Ah Yin."

Tang Hao's body stiffened.

He abruptly raised his head, his gaze turning sharp at once.

"Are you sure?"

"Eighty or ninety percent sure."

"Where is she?"

"Shouldn't you be asking yourself that?"

Xu Zhou was speechless.

Tang Hao had planted Ah Yin, not him.

Tang Hao was even asking him this? Why not just ask him how much water she needed every day?

Tang San had already heard their conversation, and his expression turned serious as well.

"Let's go take a look."

Tang Hao said nothing more and turned to leave.

Just as the villagers were about to follow, he glanced back at them.

The previously crowded group immediately stopped.

A reunion between husband and wife was certainly worth seeing, but so was the Clear Sky Hammer.

It was best viewed from a distance.

"I'm coming too."

Yu Xiaogang put away Luo Sanpao and hurried after them.

The Blue Silver Emperor had regained consciousness ahead of schedule. This had clearly deviated from the original plot, and he wanted to know which theory had gone wrong.

Old Jack was also preparing to follow.

Tang Hao turned back and asked, "What are you going for?"

"To bear witness."

"No need."

"Then I'll charge admission."

"Who told you to collect admission?"

"There'll be a lot of people coming to see Ah Yin. What if they trample the flowers and grass? They should at least pay a maintenance fee, right?"

Tang Hao stared at him for several seconds.

Old Jack silently stuffed the money pouch he had just taken out back into his clothes.

"I suddenly remembered there's something to do in the village."

After leaving Holy Soul Village, the group soon arrived at the waterfall behind the mountain.

Tang Hao passed through the curtain of water, opened the entrance hidden behind the stone wall, and walked in first.

The moment Xu Zhou entered the cave, he smelled a faint scent of alcohol.

Looking down, he saw two empty wine jars tossed into a corner of the cave.

Tang San saw them too.

"Dad, why did you put alcohol here?"

"To drink with your mother."

"Can she drink?"

"She used to."

Tang San fell silent.

Being able to drink before did not mean she could still drink after becoming grass.

No wonder Ah Yin had regained consciousness early.

If she did not wake up soon, Tang Hao might have pickled her through and through.

Deep in the cave, a stalk of Blue Silver Grass with golden patterns grew atop a mound of soil.

It stood much taller than ordinary Blue Silver Grass, and a faint blue glow radiated around it.

Tang Hao stood before it, his breathing visibly quickening.

"Ah Yin?"

At the sound of his voice, the Blue Silver Grass's leaves swayed gently.

Then, a blade of grass extended and lightly touched the back of Tang Hao's hand.

Tang Hao's eyes reddened at once.

He had waited for a full six years.

He had originally thought he would have to keep waiting another ten years, twenty years, perhaps even a lifetime.

Yet Ah Yin had truly regained consciousness.

"Were you the one who healed my injuries?"

The blade of grass bobbed up and down.

It seemed to be nodding.

Unable to hold back any longer, Tang Hao crouched and gently embraced the Blue Silver Grass.

Seeing this, Xu Zhou led Tang San a few steps back.

Although Ah Yin was only a patch of grass now, a husband and wife meeting again deserved some space.

But the touching moment did not last long.

Another blade of grass suddenly rose and slapped Tang Hao across the face.

Smack!

The sound was crisp and clear.

Yu Xiaogang froze.

Tang San froze too.

Tang Hao covered his face, clearly unable to understand what had happened.

Ah Yin's leaves slowly traced across the ground, soon writing a crooked line of words.

[Who told you to water me with alcohol?]

Tang Hao fell silent.

"Only once."

The blade of grass rose again.

Smack!

"Fine, twice."

Ah Yin looked as if she wanted to keep hitting him.

Tang Hao hurriedly changed his answer.

"Three times. At most, three times."

Xu Zhou turned to Tang San.

"Is your dad usually like this?"

"When he's drunk, he can't even tell me apart from a table."

"Then three times might only be what he remembers."

"I think so too."

Tang Hao heard them, but did not refute it.

Mostly because he was not sure himself.

Ah Yin wrote on the ground again:

[Move me outside.]

[There is no sunlight here, and the soil hasn't been changed in six years.]

[Do you even know how to grow grass?]

The dignified Clear Sky Douluo was left speechless by a patch of grass.

Xu Zhou truly could not hold it in any longer. He turned away and laughed.

Tang Hao glanced at him.

Xu Zhou immediately returned to a serious expression.

Matters between husband and wife really should not be laughed at.

Unless one could not help it.

"Ah Yin, why did you awaken ahead of time?" Yu Xiaogang finally asked about the important matter.

The Blue Silver Grass's leaves paused for a moment, then continued writing on the ground.

[Three days ago, the Blue Silver King came.]

[It awakened me with the Blue Silver Domain.]

[It is also a transmigrator.]

Everyone's expressions changed at the same time.

Tang San hurriedly asked, "What else did it say?"

Ah Yin remained silent for even longer this time.

After a while, new words finally appeared on the ground.

[It said that humans already know too much.]

From this day forward, no opportunities belonging to Soul Beasts could be left to humans.

Xu Zhou looked at those two sentences, and a bad feeling immediately rose in his heart.

At the same time, the Black Ancient Book appeared on its own.

[New cognitive faction detected.]

[Soul Beast Conservatives have officially entered the story.]

[First objective: Prevent Tang San from obtaining his first Soul Ring.]

Xu Zhou turned to look at Tang San.

Tang San looked back at him.

Tomorrow, they would be heading to Nuoding Academy.

And that Mandrake Snake from the original story, more than four hundred years old, had probably already fled overnight.