When Xia Shan went back, there was a large circle of people at the door of Du Rui's house.

The puzzled Xia Shan simply climbed into it from the gable of Du Rui's courtyard in two steps and one kick.

Xia Shan, who jumped from the gable wall, happened to meet the little girl who was brushing her teeth in the yard when she landed, and looked at the Xia Shan who was not taking the usual path, and the little girl was obviously stunned.

"Don't people who study martial arts like to go through the main gate?"

"When you have a hammer in your hand, everything looks like a nail. ”

Xia Shan walked directly to the front hall, not knowing what Song Yun was doing there.

Although I haven't seen it yet, there is no one else who can cause such a big movement but her.

Song Yun put a table in the front hall and set up a draft there.

Or rather......

It's a monkey show.

That's what the villagers think.

The rich people from the city are arrogant.

Come up with new ideas to entertain yourself.

People are dignified!

But......

She gave too much......

Stimulated by the pile of big red banknotes on Song Yun's table, everyone turned into a talent expert.

Of course, it's not that no one has a crooked mind, but it's a pity that Du Rui was scared by two words.

Xia Shan's record Du Rui saw with his own eyes, and the immersive description was very infectious, so that the occasional one or two bold guys were also in awe.

When Xia Shan came to the front hall, Song Yun was wearing a long red dress, stilted his legs directly on the table, and leaned on a bamboo recliner.

A good pastoral environment in a mountain village gave her a sense of immediacy in the office of a domineering president.

"You're back? Sit. Song Yun glanced back at Xia Shan who came from behind, and was not surprised, and said directly.

In front of the table was an old man in his seventies.

Speaking in a dialect that forcibly moved closer to Mandarin, he tried to introduce himself.

Thanks to Du Rui, a professional translator, translating in real time on the side, otherwise I really don't know what this old man is talking about.

"My name is Du Dayou, I am seventy-three this year, I can weave bamboo baskets, and I can weave them fast. ”

Xia Shan could see that Song Yun was holding back a smile.

Anyway, Lin Long and Song Xun, who were watching from the sidelines, were smiling kindly with their hands over their mouths.

Song Yun lifted his chin and signaled that he could start.

Bamboo baskets and baskets are woven from bamboo chips, which are all ancient things that have been eliminated by the times.

However, three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion.

The head practitioners of any line have professional qualities that non-professionals cannot understand.

A seventy-three-year-old man may not be able to walk very well, but when he weaves a bamboo basket, he can be called a shadowless hand.

During the whole action, there is even a strange sense of rhythmic beauty.

Nodding, looking at the freshly baked bamboo basket in the old man's hand, Song Yun said softly: "Reward~"

In a short period of time, Song Xun has been extremely obedient by Song Yun**.

At this time, Song Xun took out a pile of red banknotes and handed it to the old man.

The flat tone between Song Yun's words stood out with one word - arrogant!

In the crowd of onlookers behind, a young man hurriedly jumped out to pick up the old man's class.

Even this young man broke away from Du Rui's translation work, and his words were clear, and he was the most authentic Mandarin, "My name is Jiang Liang, I am twenty-one this year, and I am good at making slingshots and slingshots to fight eagle owls!"

The crowd of onlookers immediately began to laugh, "Isn't this the second fool who was stung by a hornet?"

"What kind of eagle owl is to hit the bird's nest, right? The bird's nest in the village has been beaten all over by you. ”

"What is it to hit a bird's nest, is it to shoot a bird? So small can it be called a big eagle?" Some women even started speeding in public.

The scene was a little chaotic for a while, and the young man in front of the stage blushed.

Song Yun opened his mouth and said, "Let's start." ”

Her words were not loud, but they seemed to have an extraordinary magic, and the noisy scene suddenly became quiet.

"It's too small to be able to do it. "The young man plucked up the courage to make a request.

"Quasi~" Song Yun spoke like the empress dowager.

The young man suddenly seemed to have received an imperial order, turned around and pushed the onlookers outside.

"Let's go, let's go!"

He followed the young man outside, and the young man was indeed ready.

On the many tall and straight trees at the door, he had hung at least twenty or thirty small white paper figures.

When it came to the professional field, the young man smiled confidently, "In a minute, I can knock them all down!"

"Please start your show. Song Yun didn't bother to say more than one word, and Song Xun, who was a dog, said in lieu of a dog.

The young man stretched out his hand from his waist and offered a magic weapon made by himself and invincible in the township, with a serious expression and a full sense of ceremony.

With a soft shout, the broken paper figures in the sky fluttered down like snowflakes.

In a minute, all the paper figures hanging on the tree by the young man were smashed and shot down.

"Reward~" Song Yun's voice gave an evaluation.

Looking at the young man's complacent appearance, the people in the village suddenly couldn't stand it.

"What kind of ability is it to kill a target, you have the ability to shoot a live target!"

"I also played the eagle with a slingshot, but I only saw the paper man, but I didn't see the eagle~"

……

The young man blushed, "The eagle eagle is hard to find now, if you shoot a live target, you can shoot a live target, you can come casually!"

"Brother Liangzi, look at it~" A little kid said and threw out a lump of mud.

The young man didn't have time to react so much, so he raised his hand and hit.

With a "snap", the mud exploded everywhere, and the mud splashed on several people.

However, this has sparked enthusiasm among the villagers.

All of a sudden, all kinds of things flew all over the sky, and the young man wished that he had eight hands.

In the confusion, I don't know who slipped or deliberately, a white handkerchief was thrown in Song Yun's direction.

The white handkerchief attracted the eye, and the young man didn't think that it was just a stone hitting the handkerchief.

As soon as the stone shot, the young man stopped his movements in fear and looked at Song Yun's side, for fear of hitting someone.

The slingshot was made by himself, and he knew the power better than anyone else.

If it really hits people in the face, it's also a terrible thing.

However, an afterimage flashed in everyone's vision.

Xia Shan smiled, pinched the stone in his hand, and smashed it at a toy car that was falling in mid-air.

The stone "roared" away with the toy car, so that the young man who should have been smashed on the head escaped.

The young man's eyes widened in surprise.

A few people in the crowd who were still undead at the pile of cash on Song Yun's table instantly shrank their necks.

The slingshot shot out so fast that the stone could be caught with bare hands, it seems that Du Rui's little girl really didn't lie.

When the young man hit the stone, Song Xun and Lin Long Du Rui all had subconscious dodge movements, but Song Yun didn't move, and he didn't even jump his eyelids.

With Xia Shan by his side, Song Yun was not afraid of anything.

That's trust.

"Reward~" Song Yun's voice was still so calm.

Young people also changed from fear, to surprise, and then to surprise.

Can this also be rewarded?

At the same time, this is also the thoughts of the onlookers in the hearts of the villagers.

Suddenly, the scene became more lively.

Xia Shan turned around and glanced at Song Yun with an expressionless face, a little puzzled.

Is this a thousand dollars to buy horse bones?

What's in the picture?

Song Yun, what do you want to do in this village?