Summoning Lazy Yangyang

At the command, Bald Strong grabbed a sack and pulled it over Tang San's head.

"Mmgh... Who?"

Tang San jolted awake as well, thrashing about on the bed. However, he had clearly underestimated the strength of a Titled Douluo.

"Tang San... Hehehe, I'm back again!"

Qin Feng reached out with an evil grin. Upon hearing this, Tang San struggled even more fiercely, but Bald Strong held him firmly in place.

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

Qin Feng slapped him three times in succession. Tang San seemed to resign himself and lay completely still, so Qin Feng gave him a few more slaps.

"Want a turn?"

Qin Feng looked at Bald Strong, who was growing increasingly excited. Seeing him nod, Qin Feng walked over to Tang San and took over Bald Strong's job.

Bald Strong stomped his feet excitedly. He walked up to Tang San, found the right angle, and swung his hand with all his strength.

"Smack!"

"Not good!"

A loud sound rang out. Qin Feng and Bald Strong both immediately sensed trouble, then shoved open the door and fled at top speed.

Just after they left Shrek Academy, doors began opening all around them.

"What happened?"

"It sounded like it came from Third Brother's room."

Dai Mubai and the others rushed toward Tang San's room. The door had not even been closed, and everyone instantly had a bad feeling. Xiao Wu pushed through the crowd and ran inside.

"Third Brother!"

Xiao Wu saw a sack on the bed, with the outline of a person inside. She rushed forward and yanked the sack away.

Tang San's head was immediately revealed. His face was covered in blood, showing just how vicious Bald Strong's slap had been.

"Third Brother, what happened to you? Don't scare me!"

Xiao Wu patted Tang San's face, but he did not react at all. When the others entered and saw the scene, they were terrified.

"Little Ao, get over here!"

Dai Mubai shouted anxiously. Oscar, who had been at the back, squeezed inside and conjured a sausage.

Dai Mubai swiftly snatched it and stuffed it into Tang San's mouth. Only then did Tang San begin to recover, color gradually returning to his face.

"Third Brother, wake up." Xiao Wu gently patted Tang San's face.

"Mm... Stop hitting me!"

Tang San opened his eyes and gasped for breath, his face full of relief at surviving the ordeal. Just now, he had thought he was going to die.

"Who did this to you?" Dai Mubai demanded furiously.

"I don't know either. I was sleeping when someone suddenly put a sack over my head, and then, then..."

Tang San stammered for a long time without explaining what had happened. It was not that he could not say it, but if he did, would he not lose all his dignity?

"What happened?"

Dai Mubai and the others were frantic. What was it? Just say it already!

"They came in and slapped me across the face."

After saying that, Tang San began to cry miserably. Though he had lived two lives, he had never suffered such humiliation. Once would have been one thing, but this was twice—twice in total!

Dai Mubai and the others sucked in a cold breath. Someone had come in the middle of the night just to slap him several times? That was far too ruthless. No wonder he had not dared to say it. If it had been them, they would not have dared to say it either.

"It's fine. You can leave first. I'll stay with him."

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San with a face full of heartache, but she still spoke to Dai Mubai and the others.

"Alright."

After confirming that Tang San was fine and comforting him, Dai Mubai and the others withdrew.

"You couldn't have hit him a little lighter?"

On the road back to Notting City, Qin Feng complained. He had not even had his fill of slapping Tang San before they had been discovered. That slap had made his scalp tingle just from hearing it.

"Who knew he couldn't take a slap?"

Bald Strong curled his lips helplessly. He had thought he had hit lightly enough. Who knew Tang San was so fragile that one slap would knock him out?

"You think tomorrow we could..."

Upon hearing that, Qin Feng looked at Bald Strong as if he had seen a ghost. I thought I was already inhuman enough, but you're even worse. You're a living King Yama!

"No. He'll be on guard tomorrow."

"Oh, right."

Bald Strong thought that made sense. The two then returned to the hotel and fell into a deep sleep.

"Ding. It has been detected that the host has one summoning opportunity. Would the host like to summon?"

"Hm? What?"

Qin Feng's sleepy body was instantly filled with energy.

"Summon."

Qin Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, pressing his palms together in prayer.

"Ding. Summoning successful. Congratulations to the host for successfully summoning Lazy Yangyang of Green Grassland."

"Damn... How... six."

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng immediately lay back on the bed with a lifeless expression. Although he knew it was probably another soul beast over two hundred thousand years old, he simply could not summon any enthusiasm.

"Would the host like to summon?"

"Summon."

A burst of pale white light flashed, and a sheep with a poop-shaped head walked out.

"Lazy Yangyang greets Master."

Lazy Yangyang cupped his hooves toward Qin Feng. He was somewhat curious about the unfamiliar surroundings.

"System, open Lazy Yangyang's character panel."

Name: Lazy Yangyang

Level: Five-hundred-thousand-year soul beast

Evaluation: Blessed by destiny, having endured Goat Village's darkest hour, he ultimately reversed the river of time. Blessed by destiny, I alone defy the heavens.

"Damn. Alright, it seems my vision was too shallow."

Qin Feng sighed after reading the evaluation. Which one of them was not stronger than him? But why did the system keep giving him animals? Was it trying to make him open a zoo?

Probably not, right? Qin Feng raised his head and looked at the goofy Lazy Yangyang. Probably not.

"Have you eaten?"

After getting off the bed, Qin Feng brought Lazy Yangyang to knock on Bald Strong's door.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

"Coming."

After hearing the reply, Qin Feng stopped knocking. Before long, Bald Strong came out.

"Ah! Hm? Hahahaha."

Bald Strong had been about to yawn when he looked down and saw a sheep that looked like a lump of poop, causing him to burst out laughing.

"A poop-shaped sheep? Where did you get it? Get me one too."

Bald Strong laughed heartily, then rubbed Lazy Yangyang's head with his hand, completely failing to notice Lazy Yangyang's darkening expression.

"He's done for."

Qin Feng covered his face, unwilling to watch the outcome. Was Bald Strong not rushing to his death? He had not even looked at who he was talking about before blurting that out.

Sure enough, before Bald Strong could react, Lazy Yangyang threw a punch.

"Fuck! A soul beast?"

A look of shock appeared on Bald Strong's face, but before he could react, his body rapidly aged and weakened.

"What's happening to me?"

In just a moment, Bald Strong had swiftly turned into a little old man. He touched his face. Just now, he had felt as though he had lived through his entire life in an instant.

"Fuck! Lazy Yangyang, stop messing around."

Qin Feng was dumbfounded by the sight. He hurriedly told Lazy Yangyang to stop. If he kept hitting Bald Strong, he would age to death.

"Hmph!"

Lazy Yangyang snorted coldly, then threw another punch at Bald Strong. Bald Strong's body rapidly returned to normal.

"That's amazing!"

After regaining his appearance, Bald Strong was not afraid at all. Instead, his face was full of excitement. Lazy Yangyang was utterly speechless at the sight; he had never seen someone so shameless.

"Alright, stop messing around."

Qin Feng was afraid that if Lazy Yangyang got angry again, he would age Bald Strong once more. Still, this was the first time Qin Feng had seen something like this. The ability to make someone grow old was something no one would believe.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed it either. This was probably the reversal of the river of time that the system had mentioned.

"How about punching me again?"

Bald Strong clearly had not experienced enough of that feeling and asked again, while Lazy Yangyang simply ignored him.