[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

This chapter is to make up for a chapter that I had planned to make up for a few days ago but never made up for it. I wrote a little extra for you to enjoy~

Antique shop owner x thousand-year-old goblin

Tang San was a backward fighter, ah, no, he was a forward... backward fighter.

A few years ago, after emerging from an ancient tomb of the He Dynasty, this young man who once led a trend in the circle suddenly announced his retirement and washed his hands.

When the news first came out, there was constant discussion from the outside world.

But in general, the voices of disbelief are overwhelmingly dominant.

A talented, young, and curious inversion expert...how could he not just do it if he said he didn't want to do it!

So, at this time, almost everyone was sure that he was just feeling emotional for a moment. The news that Tang San had opened an antique shop on Qiping Street in City T spread throughout the entire circle, leaving everyone who knew him speechless.

Friends, mortal enemies... kept coming to visit, but what they got in exchange was "Welcome" and "Get out of here" from a handsome man who seemed to be warm but actually cold.

Gradually, after a moment of turmoil. Others seemed to find it pointless to look for him again, so the antique shop where people came and went was deserted.

Today is Tang San's fifth year of opening an antique shop.

Because most of the goods in the store were expensive, Tang San basically didn't sell anything in the past five years. Except for a few friends who thought his performance was bleak and bought a few large items for him to open his business, he also sold about ten items in these 1,825 days.

It really does live up to the saying, "If it doesn't open for three years, it will last for three years if it opens."

Coupled with the nearby government's decision to demolish houses and build roads the year before last, this antique shop became even more deserted.

However, today, it seems that something is different.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the blazing sun was still a bit hot, and the dog owned by the owner of the coffin shop nearby was so hot that it stuck out its tongue.

Several young people in their early twenties, shouting enthusiastically to each other, crowded on the street.

"Is he really as handsome as you say?" The short-haired woman looked disbelieving. Listening to their conversation, it seemed like they were discussing someone.

"Of course!" The ponytail girl who pulled her forward nodded affirmatively, and said a little bit like a nymphomaniac: "The owner of the antique shop is really handsome! Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, he slowly walked out from behind the sandalwood shelf and looked at it slightly. As soon as I raised my head, those indifferent eyes glanced straight over... It was really, really amazing!"

Her flattering words made the people behind them smile helplessly.

The taller boy didn't seem very convinced. He snorted and rolled his eyes.

The boy in trousers smiled good-naturedly and joked: "Then why don't you go up and ask for a phone number?"

"Do you think I don't have one?" The ponytail girl drooped her eyebrows and said dejectedly: "The shop owner is not that casual. I also asked if he could give me a phone number if I buy something in his shop... He But I refused without thinking.”

"So you called us here today just to let us see the store manager, right?" the short-haired woman frowned.

"No!" the ponytail girl smiled flatteringly, "I just want to try it again. That shop owner suits my taste so well. When you get there, please cheer me up and help us get together."

"I'll treat you to dinner then!"

The girl who was full of energy was the new junior girl in the university. Several old seniors looked at each other after hearing this. Perhaps they couldn't resist the request of this cute junior girl after all. The three of them nodded slowly. But the tall, sturdy boy still seemed to be reluctant.

However, the short-haired woman decided to speak first: "If he really doesn't want to, don't keep disturbing him."

She didn't want to see this promising school girl become unrecognizable because of her temporary dizziness.

Knowing her good intentions, the ponytail girl immediately agreed.

After walking through the long bluestone street, the four of them finally arrived at the antique shop at the end of the alley.

The wooden doors and windows, and the white gauze curtains make everything inside appear hazy and mysterious... Everything is very consistent with the appearance of an antique store in their impression.

Opening the door gently, a faint scent of incense drifted past the nose, then disappeared for no apparent reason after a moment.

There was no one in the antique shop, only the clichéd and old Lucky Cat on the counter shook its arms to welcome these boring customers.

"It seems that no one is here." The short-haired woman looked around and looked at the girl with ponytail who could not hide her disappointment: "Is the shop owner out?"

"Really?" The ponytail girl scratched her head, "But I remember that he is usually in the store at this time."

The man in trousers beside him didn't say anything. From the moment he entered the antique store, his eyes had been fixed on the goods in the store. His eyes swept over the antiques on the wooden shelves one by one, and his eyes were full of excitement.

The trousers man's family is also related to antiques, and his long-term family influence has made him somewhat familiar with these things.

He originally thought that this trip was just to spend time with his schoolmates, but after seeing all the treasures on the shelves, he felt that the trip was worthwhile.

After deliberation, the two ladies finally decided to stay and wait for a while. The man in trousers kept focusing on the antiques, and for some reason, he felt that he was being left out. Annoyance flashed across his face.

Due to some personal reasons, he was not interested in this shop owner.

Coupled with the discomfort of being ignored by the three companions, the fire in the man's heart became even stronger.

He snorted coldly, stepped forward and picked up an exquisite small tripod on the counter that didn't seem to be an antique.

He picked it up with one hand and looked at the light for a few times, then quickly threw it on the counter.

"Boom."

The sharp corner made a pinging sound when it touched the table. The three people who were carefully looking at the display in the store were startled by this sudden disharmony.

They frowned and were about to criticize a few words, when there was a rush of footsteps on the wooden stairs.

"Da da da."

The visitor seemed to be in a hurry, and a series of sounds could be heard.

Following the sound, a man with blue hair and blue eyes jumped down from the building in a few jumps.

You read that right, just a few steps away, as if to show off his long legs, this man with a somewhat unconventional hair color jumped down four or five steps at a time.

Several people watching on the side were a little frightened.

He was wearing a simple white shirt, and his two slender legs were wrapped in khaki pants.

The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose added a bit of elegance to him, although he looked a little flustered because of the rush.

But it looks more like flowing water, which makes people feel happy.

The calm death story will also attract pause, but the emotional and vivid flowing water will be more popular.

He ignored the other people in the store, walked to the counter in a few steps, picked up the small tripod lovingly and cherished, and touched it gently.

Several people on the side couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when they saw this, and the ponytail girl also felt a little embarrassed, but when she thought that the man in front of her was the man she had longed for, she clenched her fists and took a few steps forward to calm down.

"That Tang... Shopkeeper Tang." The girl originally wanted to call him more intimately, but when she saw those cold and angry eyes, she changed the title in fear: "Long time no see!"

"What's the matter with you?" Tang San held the small tripod in his hands, his expression cold and distant.

"I, I just came to see you... and then buy something." She added the last sentence inconsistently, her eyes wandering, and she looked extremely guilty.

"Really?" Tang San asked back without knowing the meaning, and after a moment he suddenly smiled and said, "Then are you interested in it?"

"Huh? What?"

Since that was just an excuse, the girl looked a little stunned when faced with his rhetorical question.

"No, right?" Tang San didn't seem to care about her answer, and pointed directly at the door: "I'm going to take a break, so please leave."

The words that came out of his mouth were words of farewell, and after he finished speaking, he waved his hand in dissatisfaction.

The girl was a little sad when she saw this, while the short-haired woman and tall man beside her became a little angry.

"Since we are open for business, it would be too unkind for the store owner to do this," the short-haired woman said coldly, crossing her chest and looking at Tang San, who was just starting to pack his things.

The tall man nodded in agreement upon hearing the words, and said in a rough voice, which looked a little scary: "Isn't it just a broken tripod? I don't know where it came from as a replica. It only costs a few hundred yuan, so we can just buy it."

He didn't pick things out of his mind. One look at the condition of the small tripod showed that it had only a few years of history and was worthless.

After saying that, he was about to take out some red bills from his wallet, when he saw Tang San in front of him suddenly move.

A mosquito swatter hit his arm with a "snap" sound. It was obviously made of light material, but it made his arm suddenly thicker several times.

"Ow!"

The tall man howled in pain, raised his eyes and glared at Tang San in front of him with fire.

When the other three people saw this, they immediately gathered around and were about to scold him.

Tang San waved the mosquito swatter in his hand again, with a cold smile on his lips: "I said I'm seeing off guests, you... don't you understand?"

After all, the momentum of the man crawling and rolling in the tomb was not something that these young people who had not yet left society could withstand. The four of them were frightened by the momentum he released. Unknowingly, they were stunned by Tang San. "Sent" out.

It wasn't until the wooden door was locked that the few people came back to their senses and looked at each other. After seeing the panic in their eyes, they fled the antique store as if they were running away.

The owner of the coffin shop, who had everything under his eyes, looked at the retreating figures of several people and let out a light tut, then touched the head of his "Ah Huang" and happily went in to blow on the air conditioner.

…This summer, it’s too hot.

How can we live without air conditioning?

Coincidentally, Tang Lingyi, who was huddled on the second floor of the antique store on the other side, thought the same way.

She was lying on the sofa on the second floor with a leisurely look on her face, eating ice cream in front of the air conditioner, her mouth making a squeaking sound.

"Are you back?" Tang Lingyi looked at Tang San who came in with Xiaoding in his arms, and waved to him enthusiastically.

"Come here and blow some air, it's cold outside."

Tang San carefully put the small cauldron aside and sat down next to her, but suddenly his body shook unconsciously.

He subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at the air conditioner.

16 degree?

"Are you hot?" He looked at Tang Lingyi, really confused about the goblin's body mechanism.

Why are they less heat-resistant than humans?

Tang Lingyi looked calm: "Yes, that's why I turned the air conditioner so low."

Ah this... Tang San thought about the weather today, and then let her go.

"By the way, this little cauldron seems to have been dropped. Are you okay?" Tang San motioned her to look at the bronze cauldron aside, looking a little nervous.

If the main body is injured, the goblin... shouldn't be okay, right?

Tang San, who had always thought she was a goblin since he dug her out of the ancient tomb, thought so.

Different from the various speculations about his retirement from the outside world, the reason why Tang San washed his hands was because he was afraid that Tang Lingyi would be implicated by him.

He dug her out of the ancient tomb of a princess who had married in the He Dynasty. The small tripod was placed on the princess's bed. It seemed to be something she loved very much.

This princess was unlucky. She was loved by thousands of people, but she was forced to get married because of the defeat of the imperial court. But on the way to get married, he was attacked by bandits again, so he fell off a cliff and died.

In order to commemorate her, the emperor specially built this empty tomb.

Tang San originally went to the tomb for the various burials and mechanical techniques, but as soon as he stepped into the tomb, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.

It seems that he has been here before.

So, relying on this intuition, he came to the princess's bedroom unimpeded. After reaching out and touching the small cauldron, he had a dream.

one,

Dreams about generals and princesses.

Then - resolutely, after leaving the ancient tomb, he chose to retire without hesitation.

Because - it's just that sentence, I hope you will be stable in the next life, and the years will be quiet.

"Lingyi."

Tang San suddenly called her softly, and the woman in red embroidered clothes immediately looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"do you remember?"

"what?"

Tang Lingyi was a little confused. She was a thousand-year-old goblin. A thousand years...what did she remember?

Her expression was really easy to read, and Tang San smiled lightly when he saw it, his brows and eyes filled with warmth like broken gold.

"I said, you're still here."

"very nice."

It's great that a thousand years have passed.

And you are still waiting for me.