Two hundred and seventy wingless vault twenty-five
Two horses galloped through the jungle one after the other, and the animals in the bushes were frightened out and scattered away.
The samurai with quivers on their backs immediately dispersed and surrounded their prey.
"Second brother, can you see the elk in front of you? You and I will try to see whose sharp arrow can hit the elk first?" On the horse in front, the young man full of splendid Luo Qi raised the corners of his mouth, pulled the reins with one hand, and pointed to an elk a hundred meters away in front of him with the other.
He was answered by a whistling wind, and behind him was a thin man, with bright eyes, who tore the whip from the side of the pouch and struck it on the horse, and galloped past the young man.
"Haha." The young man laughed loudly and chased after him with a pinch of the horse's belly.
The elk in front of it spread its hind legs and kicked the dirt under its feet, and the scattered soldiers distracted it so much that it did not notice the danger behind it. But for a vigilant elk, it was only a matter of moments.
The golden arrows scattered a faint light, and the thin man mounted the arrow on the horse's back, the range of which was deadly, and when the arrow was almost in line with the prey, he let go of his hand, and the arrow immediately whistled away.
The elk's long pointed ears keenly caught the deadly sound, and it turned its head, and the golden arrow cluster grew larger and larger in its pupils, and almost as it leaped, another golden arrow cluster deflected the thin man's arrow, saving the elk from death.
The beautiful arc followed the elk's galloping through the grass in the distance, and the thin man saw that one of his arrows was cut off halfway, he turned his head sideways, looked at his personable brother, and felt a little unwilling in his heart, and the hand that grasped the reins became harder and harder.
"Second brother, isn't it boring that the game is over like this?" the young man laughed, reached out with a hand, and gently patted the thin man's shoulder from the distance between the two horses, "It's just a game..."
"Drive!"
The thin man shook his shoulder, interrupted the young man's words, and slammed his left hand on the steed, and chased after the elk again.
The young man looked at his brother's back, and he shrugged his shoulders, for this was really just a hunt to pass the time. His archery skills are extremely famous in the Yue country, and there are almost no missed arrows.
"Alas, this kid. The young man shook his head, rode his horse away, he looked at the elk jumping and running among the grass, counted the time of the leap in his heart, looked in the direction of the elk's run, drew his bow and arrow from his quiver, and when the elk's body fell again and hid himself in the grass, he let go.
The cluster of arrows roared away, and when the elk's body turned, it jumped up and down, and when it jumped again, the feathered arrow pierced through the center of its head, bringing up a bloody flower, and its body was also softened in the moment of tension, and a pair of black eyes stared ahead.
"The Great Prince!"
"The Great Prince...."
The onlookers shouted, waving their arms, and a soldier in front of him trotted under the young man's horse with an elk lying in a pool of blood, "Your prey, big prince." ”
The young man took the elk, which was still kicking its legs but was dying, put it on the horse, pulled the reins forward, and threw the whole deer to the thin man, "The second brother is interested in this elk, so this deer will be given to the second brother." ”
The thin man did not refuse, and he put the feather arrow in his hand back into the quiver, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth. When the young man's horse drove forward, one of his eyes suddenly showed anger, and he drew his silver dagger and stabbed it into the neck of the deer, who was still struggling to kick his legs, and rubbed it diagonally, and the deer's throat was completely cut off, and he no longer struggled.
"Second brother, your arrows seem to be slower than the eldest brother again. Laughter rang out behind him, and a man in his arm, also dressed in fine clothes and with a stiff bow in his hand, rode his horse, and behind him a large number of servants.
"Fourth brother, the eldest brother has no missing arrows, how can I compare with him?" The thin man pulled the dagger out of Luzi's body, his eyes instantly stared softly at the bloodstained blade, and wiped the blood with a silk handkerchief little by little, "The eldest brother is good at martial arts, and he is an example for us." ”
"Oh, perhaps, I just heard our teacher say that the hard crossbow breaks first, and the steel knife edge is easy to hurt. The other shrugged his shoulders and looked at the thin man.
"Did he say it?" the thin man looked up at him, the corners of each mouth opening up a playful arc, "I think I said it! But the eldest brother is not only a steel knife, but also a weapon that can take life." ”
"Isn't the second brother too? The other party smiled, patted the thin man's shoulder, let out a long howl, and chased after the young man in front, "Big brother, wait for me!"
The thin man stared at the other party's smaller and smaller back, gradually distorted, the other party's body cracked, and the internal organs fell off, he saw his fourth brother turn his head and call him, "Second brother, why are you stunned, hurry up!" After finishing speaking, the human head cracked, fell off the shoulder, and was crushed by the iron hoof, and two eyeballs mixed with blood fell on the soil, looking at him, his eyes seemed to be smiling, "Second brother, hurry up! We are all waiting for you..."
The aftermath was still echoing in his ears, and a bloated man on the bed rolled over and got up, yelling, "Fourth brother!" and then there was a big gasp of breathing, and there was darkness all around.
"It's just a dream!" the man on the bed shook his forehead vigorously with his hand, and in a whisper lifted the futon and stood up, he just put on a thin coat, and opened a cage along the setting of the dark grid, he grabbed the torch on the wall table, and walked down the stairs, at the end of the dark passage was a house, surrounded by a large pile of rotten skeletons.
He lit the candlesticks on the wall one by one, and the whole house was brightened. In the center of the room was a golden chair with a dressed skeleton shelf sitting.
His clothes were covered with dust, there was a dagger in the deep eye sockets of the skull frame, and his limbs were nailed to the chair with iron wedges, maintaining the same posture as before death, staring ahead, but unfortunately without eyeballs.
"You gave it to me in a dream, didn't you? Fourth brother. The bloated man had hollow eyes, still holding a torch, his palms cold and cold.
There was no reply, and there was only his voice in the room. Scattered around the skeletons were covered with hidden iron armor and rusty weapons, a group of loyal samurai.
He walked over, put his hand on the top of the skull, and touched it little by little, "The widow got the position of power, got wealth, and women, but after all, he didn't get recognition, I'm tired, you have waited for a long time." ”