The sky was faintly bright, and a few puffs of smoke rose from the silent village, and the morning in the north seemed majestic and vast. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

'Whoosh', there was only a bright light, and the tail of the arrow of the white feather trembled violently, and it sank deep into the grass a hundred paces away. Yiyuan exhaled lightly, staring at the target in the distance, slowly lowered the Nether Bow, and quietly waited for Qin Hu's guidance beside him.

"Okay", Qin Hu showed a smile on his dark and cold face, looked at Yiyuan's expressionless face, and said: "You kid is a natural good hand, the arrows are getting better and better these days, accurate and fierce, straight to the point, after two days into the mountains to hunt, with you and I will be a lot more relieved." ”

In the past few days, Qin Hu's heart has admired Yiyuan very much, not to mention his amazing talent, just talking about his calm heart, Qin Hu secretly thought that even if he couldn't catch up with him, he didn't panic about anything, and he didn't look like a teenager of this age at all.

"Your aunt's breakfast is ready, come with me. Qin Hu put down the paulownia bow in his hand and said while sorting out the quiver on his waist.

"Uncle Qin, go back and eat, I'll practice here for a while." Yiyuan held the iron bow in his left hand, pinched the bow and arrow inserted in the ground with his right hand, put it on the string, and lightly aimed at the straw man a hundred steps away.

Qin Hu didn't care either, thinking that a young man was embarrassed to have self-esteem, so he turned around and walked home. In the quiet pasture, there is only one yuan left, and the arrows are kept shooting.

The first rays of the morning sun shine on the body, fresh and comfortable, this is the time when the purple qi yuan power is at its peak, one yuan closes his eyes and meditates, runs the heart method of rushing to the void life, and suddenly feels a warm current all over the body, as if there is infinite power accumulated in the body, the vitality of heaven and earth is constantly pouring into the body, an invisible qi spreads from the feet to the surroundings, the snow flies, and a huge circle is pushed horizontally.

After cultivating for a great week, Yiyuan opened his eyes and was in good spirits, just at this time, the sun also completely rose from the horizon, reflecting Yiyuan's face and eyes. Carrying the ghost on his back, he walked to the straw man in the distance, pulled out the arrow that had fallen into it, put it in the quiver, and prepared to go back.

The appearance of the wooden house is a little shabby, after all, it is the former house of the village chief's house, and the village chief is an old bachelor, since he came back with a lame leg, he has not found a mother-in-law, in his words, this life is also better with many women, it is worth it, and he does not want to harm the women of the good family. So there has been no one living in it for a long time, and the inside is quite neat and clean, and the village chief gives the house one yuan as a temporary home.

Although he didn't live for long, Yiyuan already had a home for this dilapidated house, and every time he opened the door, that feeling made him deeply obsessed.

Wash the rice and put it in the pot, take off the bacon sent by others on the wall, cut it into a small piece, cut it into thin slices, and put it in the pot to steam. One Yuan added firewood to the stove from time to time, and after a while, white hot gas came out from under the lid, and the aroma of rice mixed with meat was so intoxicating on a winter morning.

A simple wooden table, a bowl of porridge, a plate of small meat, a mouthful of porridge and a mouthful of meat, in the quiet room, only the fragrance of the room and the sound of gentle chewing.

In the spacious room, a group of people were discussing fiercely, three old men were sitting at the top, the children and grandchildren were occupying the bottom, and the people below were talking in low voices. 'Wow', the white-bearded old man in the middle knocked the cane in his hand on the ground hard, covered his chest with his hand, coughed a few times, gasped and said loudly: "Quietly, my ears are hurt by your noise." The old man looked at the old man on the right, picked up his crutches and pointed at the crowd below, "Lao Jiu, do you think it's okay? ”

The old man on the right touched his beard, his wrinkled face was full of contemplation, and muttered: "You also know the situation of the little ancestor, but I am afraid that he will not agree, just like before, the face of the little ancestor can no longer be lost." ”

The old man on the left, who was dark and full of ferocity, slapped the armrest of the chair and stood up, and said: "He dares, the little ancestor is as beautiful as a flower, and he is more than enough to match him, starling and ninth brother, there is no store in this village, you think about the little ancestor who can't marry but can't really get married, and finally come to a person who doesn't know our roots, I heard Hu'er say that people are not ugly, and their conduct is also very good, and they are fierce and intelligent, this is not a perfect match given by God." ”

After a pause, a wicked smile appeared on the black old face, and he continued: "Does he disagree? Let's give him a prelude to make him embarrassed to disagree." Then he stretched out his head and whispered to the other two old men. I saw that the eyes of the two old men lit up, and they said in unison: "Okay, just do it!"

"Okay, let's go back! Just do as Uncle Fifteen said. In addition, no one is allowed to say anything about the little ancestor recently, and he has leaked his mouth to serve the family law, and he has told the Zhang and Li families not to talk nonsense, otherwise they will have to ask for an explanation if they fight for their lives. The old man in the middle added.

The scattered people and the people around them whispered, they have been looking for a husband for the little ancestor for many years, none of them succeeded, and some of the daughters-in-law present have now become mothers-in-law or even grandmothers, and everyone has no question mark in their hearts, can this be done?

Qin Hu is also secretly helpless, will that kid agree? If he agrees, he will become the husband of the little ancestor, wouldn't he have another ancestor, alas, forget it, it's too early to think about that.

Adults have the ideas of adults, children have children's world, a little fat man walks on small short legs, lame steps, closely following the two children in front of him who are older than him. "Brother General, slow down, what do you say we should call him in the future?"

The slightly thin Ah Jiang rolled his eyes, ignored him, and hummed softly, obviously remembering the fact that the little fat man made him embarrassed in front of many partners a few days ago.

Seeing that Ah Jiang ignored himself, the little fat man was not discouraged, pulled the clothes of the girl in front of him, and panted slightly: "Sister Ping'er, the day before yesterday, Zhang Dagou thought you were interested in Yiyuan, red apricot out of the wall, water-based poplar, said that he wanted to teach him a lesson, who do you say we should help then?"

Ping'er's face turned red in an instant, and she secretly screamed grievances, and the little fat man's mouth was also poisonous, and she slapped his hand off hard, and scolded angrily: "Dead fat man, I won't pay attention to you in the future." ”

The little fat man stopped in place, looked at Ping'er who walked away, spread his hands, blame me! I said the most important truth, alas, no wonder, a fiancé, the other is the fiancé of the little ancestor, it's really not a good choice, the little fat man looks like a master who has seen through the world, and shook his head lonely.

Yiyuan feels weird these days, and always feels that the eyes of the people around him are a little weird, not ridicule, not contempt, that is an indescribable feeling, and some people suddenly feel good to themselves, send food and clothing, and some help with housework, everything in life is simply taken care of. There is also a yuan found that they are not only polite to themselves, but also seem to have more respect for the younger generations and their elders.

I don't know so this is the feeling of Yiyuan's recent state of mind, there are some things that you really can't refuse sometimes, and you can't splash other people's enthusiasm like cold water.

Today is the day of hunting, the atmosphere in the village is obviously different, everyone is preparing for the hunt, the women of the family are sorting out the clothes and preparing dry food for their husbands or sons, the men check the hunting weapons, polish the hunting knives on their waists, sharpen the arrows in the pointed bags, and everyone gathers towards the pasture one after another.

Yiyuan participated in such a group hunt for the first time, and he was still a little nervous in his heart, checked the number of arrows, put the ghost on his back, closed the doors and windows of his home, and was ready to go.

Before arriving at the grassland, the noisy noise came into the ears, the crowd stood all over the grassland, hunting is not only an important ritual, but also a means for the villagers to survive, the family here to the hunting men collectively see off, pray for a good harvest of hunting.

Yiyuan was surrounded by everyone as soon as he entered, although he had seen this situation many times in the past two days, but Yiyuan still found it difficult to adapt to everyone's enthusiasm, and hurriedly wanted to squeeze out the crowd to a place with few people.

At this time, an old man with a dark face stood up, grabbed Yiyuan's hand tightly, and said charitantly: "Young man, why don't you see clothes, dry food and hunting knives on your body? The old man looked behind him with a smile, and a woman hurriedly handed over the package, and the old man took the burden and stuffed it into Yiyuan's arms, and said, "The girl in the family has made some clothes and dry food, and the young man does not have to refuse, he must accept it." ”

Yiyuan took the package, clasped his hands into fists, bowed down and said, "Then thank you elders, Yiyuan is grateful." ”

"Young man is welcome, when you get here, it's like arriving at home, and I don't see that you don't have a hunting knife yet, so what can you do, come on, bring my ancestral knife and defend yourself for Young Lang." ”

Then someone held the knife sealed in the leather sheath from behind him, the old man took the knife in his hand, 'bang', a cold light flashed, only to see the blade as bright as snow, the blade glowed with a ghostly light, the fingertips gently brushed the blade of the knife, the old man's eyes showed a trace of reluctance, and then disappeared immediately, handed the knife to Yiyuan, and said: "Good knife!

The old man's eyes flashed with reluctance, and the value of the treasure knife could not be compared to that of clothes and dry food, so he said: "How can I accept such a precious treasure knife!"

"Doesn't the young man look down on this knife?"

"No, no, this knife is an extremely precious and good knife at first glance. ”

"That's it, there is an old saying, so that the elders dare not resign. If you don't accept it, you look down on me. ”

Seeing the change in the old man's face, Yiyuan said, "That kid will accept it." ”

The knife hangs on his waist, the ghost is on his back, Yiyuan looks heroic, the old man touched his beard and praised: "The treasure knife is given to the hero, this is true! Young man, you will be my family from now on." Haha!"

Yiyuan didn't hear the meaning of the shadow in the old man's words, and felt that he was disappointed by the other party's kindness, and said: "If the elder needs Yiyuan for something in the future, as long as it does not violate the conscience of heaven and earth, just give orders." ”

"Haha!" the old man's laughter was full of pride, and he said, "There is indeed a small matter, but let's wait for the young man to come back from hunting." ”

'Woo', a few desolate trumpets sounded, and the hunters hurriedly said goodbye to their families, came to the middle of the pasture, lined up, and waited for the village chief to pray for the hunt.

Standing on a high platform, the village chief poured a bowl full of wine, held the bowl above his head with both hands, and then spilled the wine on the ground, saying, "Respect the heavens, and grant good luck and success." ”

Pour the wine again, stretch your arms straight forward, hold the wine in the bowl, and say, "Erzun the earth, pray for a good harvest of prey." ”

He poured wine three times, held the bowl in one hand and held it high, and said, "Three respects to the ancestors and bless the safety of the descendants." ”

"This hunt is different from the past, there are a lot of newcomers and boys, you must obey the instructions of the headhunter, do not act alone, there are many fierce beasts in the mountains, you may encounter danger at any time, and it is not that there have been no people who have not been damaged before, so you must be careful. In addition, don't go too deep in the mountains, the desolate beast that the Yellowstone City Governor chased and killed is likely to be hidden in the mountains. The village chief said to everyone.

"Now, everybody, let's go. ”

The horn sounded again, and the people who accompanied the hunters drifted into the distance!