Baoyu was dizzy and shot the eight lambs to death? Who is this talking about? He picked up the three-eyed bow, bent the bow and set the arrow, and waited for Jiao Da to guide the way.

No matter what Jiao Da said, whether there are any others here, you just need to know one thing - Jiao Da will not be boring enough to play with him.

Over there, Wang Shanbao had already puffed up his muscles, and the crimson demonic qi rose;

Li Gui ran to block the door of the stable in the south courtyard, and even Xiao Mingyan was picking and touching the edge of the belt, which was taught to him by Jiang Liu, 'gadgets'.

I saw Jiao Da return to the three-legged stool and sit crookedly, swallowing spirits without a match.

While his old eyes flashed with a sword-like cold light, he pointed at a pile of hay on the west side.

Baoyu didn't see anything, but he still bent his bow and arrows, and even burned his talent, turning it into a righteous blessing to make his strength many times stronger, and pulled the three-eyed bow for a full moon.

Xiao Baoyu's body bones only have more than 30 catties of strength, but with the blessing of righteousness, it has skyrocketed to more than 300 catties.

Sou!

The arrow flashed like a cold light, and it shot through the haystack in an instant, and I don't know where it went. Baoyu smiled bitterly and put down her bow and arrow.

He missed the big finger and missed another pile of haystacks.

Jiao Da laughed and said, "You don't need to have an accurate head, just shoot with it." Second Master Bao, if you really have a good head, you won't be able to shoot it at a glance.

This is not accurate, and if the master is killed by random punches, it is afraid. ”

"Who is it?"

"It's just a lazy wild donkey, even if you shoot, the old man won't believe it, it's so lazy that he'd rather be shot all the time than come over and drink?"

Jiao Da squinted his eyes and pouted: "What a good liquor, I haven't drunk it for decades." By the way, Bao Erye, you have to practice bows and arrows every day before the spring exam, the old man looks, he just practices here, and he is not afraid of hurting people. ”

Baoyu narrowed her eyes and nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, and it turned out to be a black wild donkey with a limp leg and no flesh.

Baoyu was startled for a moment, and then rejoiced - the wild donkey that can not be found in the stable of the south courtyard for decades must be a very capable horse-

Donkey.

The wild donkey is one meter tall and only a little more than two meters long, and it has a lame leg, which looks very acute. But no matter how deformed, it would be too much to stuff a donkey's head into a wine jar.

Baoyu looked at the mouth of the wine jar the size of a fist, and became more and more sure that this lame wild donkey was definitely not ordinary.

Jiao Da grabbed half a bowl of wine, drank it in one go, and felt distressed about the liquor in the wine jar, and shouted: "Xuanjue, damn it, you donkey, leave a little bit for your grandfather!"

Xuan Jue pouted the donkey's buttocks, and his hind hooves flew up, kicking Jiao Da more than ten feet away. Throwing his neck, the two rows of big teeth clicked a few times, gnawing the bottom of the wine jar, revealing a long horse face.

"Jiao Xiao, who are you calling your master, believe it or not, your uncle Ding Dong beat you up. Don't think you've saved your grandfather's life, don't forget, you also drank your uncle's urine!"

Jiao Da's face was flushed, grinding two rows of front teeth, eager to bite a bite.

Baoyu had a retrospective - it turned out that this horse named Xuanjue, who didn't know if it was a donkey or a horse, turned out to be the grandfather's mount.

According to rumors in the house, Jiao Da got half a bowl of water for the grandfather to drink, and the fact that he drank horse urine was also the horse urine he drank.

[How many years has this been? A donkey, well, if you look at the head, it may also be a horse, how can it live for so long? If you want to say Jiao Da, it's just that, I don't know what exercises to practice, this horse ......]

Baoyu stepped forward to salute. According to the seniority, you really have to practice a courtesy.

"That's right......"

Xuan Jue slanted his eyes at Baoyu, put a nest on the ground, and said with a grin: "No matter how you say it, it is three generations higher than you, and it is okay to say that it is four generations." Good wine and good meat are delivered, and when you are drunk, you will fall asleep......

I can't say that when your grandfather wakes up, the grass on your great-grandson's grave is two feet high. ”

Wang Shanbao stared at Mu Mu's big eyes, and suddenly, his big fan-like hand grabbed it and grabbed the donkey's neck to beat.

Li Gui and Mingyan also surrounded him, especially Mingyan, a splashing monkey, untied his belt, pulled out a black silk thread, and pulled it on the donkey hair, which was a piece of hair sprinkled with hair.

The lame horse screamed in fright, and it was En Ang's, and it was En Ang's, and it was really impossible to tell whether it was a donkey or a horse.

Jiao Da smiled and said: "Second Master Bao, it is a lame horse that has followed the master, and it is a kind of ghost elf. Don't look ugly about him, it's actually useful. As long as you ride it, you will not be afraid of any riding school, and you will have to hand it over. As for riding and archery, it allows you to shoot live creatures on the flat ground as if you were standing on flat ground, and you can do it after practicing for more than ten days. ”

Ling Jue stared at the two horse eyes, so that he remembered that he was a horse, and he screamed twice, and scolded: "What a Jiao Xiao, how did you degenerate into such a state? The dignified sword god Jiao Xiao actually wanted to betray my poor horse? What did you do by betraying me, what did you do? How much good can this boy with no hair grow give you?"

Jiao Da pouted and said, "There are spirits that can't be drunk." ”

Xuan Jue quieted down, winked at Baoyu, and stuck out her tongue, haha, like a dog.

Jiao Da said again: "There is still good meat that can't be eaten." ”

Xuan Jue turned into a puff of smoke, instantly broke free from the lock of Wang Shanbao and others, lay down at Baoyu's feet, stuck out his tongue again, and wagged his tail.

A lame foot retracted under his abdomen, and the cold glint flashed in the horse's eyes, and he was about to give Baoyu a hoof, but at this time, Baoyu was angry, and retreated several steps in succession, not only was he not bewitched by it, but also pointed at it, and instructed Wang Shanbao and others: "Fight to death." ”

A dignified ghost elf, if he bends his waist for a mere liquor and good meat, when he is stupid?

The lame horse was beaten hard by Wang Shanbao, Mingyan wanted to use the belt several times, but was stopped by Li Gui, remembering that Baoyu needed the ability of the lame horse, so he put away the belt and put his fists and feet up.

Jiao Da laughed over there, pointed at Xuan Jue and scolded: "Good beast, just don't wait for the old man to finish." Our second master Bao is a capable and scheming hypocrite, just like our grandfather......."

slapped his old face and said, "It's wrong, it's a scheming husband and a hero." If you don't follow him, will you really stay in the stable of the South Courtyard for hundreds of years, until the Jiafu declines?"

Xuan Jue stretched out the old horse's face from his fists and feet, and said with a strong mouth: "I only promised Jia Yan to protect his children and grandchildren, it is really going to decay, the camel is running alone, why do you want to give him his life? Don't do it, don't do it!"

"Wait!"

Suddenly, he slipped out again, leaned on Baoyu, sniffed left and right, and exclaimed: "Why do you have so many ghost and spirit marks on your body......?" I'll see, there's a red-sleeved lady......

No, it's more advanced than the red-sleeved lady, it's the red-sleeved fairy, and the miser, it's the illusion of heaven and earth, it's much more advanced than me, and ......

Old Master!"

Staring at Ma Yan, he jumped to his feet, "How can there be an old master?" That is the illusion of literati talent, although it is just one word different from Scrooge, but in fact it is very different! It is saying hello, saying that you are ......

Hey, it's not that you're a hypocrite, not a villain. This is not a gentleman and not a villain, what the hell are you talking about?"

"Oh, his imprint is connected to Scrooge, and the two of them give you an evaluation together. ”

The lame Ma Lingjue grinned and said: "Okay, your family Master Lingjue will follow you, at least, in the future, in the ghost elves, Mrs. Lingjue will also have two big backers." Don't look at Scrooge and the old master to hurt people, but in the ghosts and elves, they are the only big people. ”

Baoyu nodded, asked Li Gui to prepare wine and meat for Xuan Jue and Jiao Da, and said with a smile: "I'm tired today, can I practice bows and arrows tomorrow?"

Jiao Da was an old man, and he saw that he had something on his mind, so he drank by himself.

...

Back at the Bisha cupboard, Baoyu only said hello to Lin Daiyu, sat down at the desk, and played with fire, but did not put down the pen.

He has something on his mind, and this thing makes him think too much.

First, the lame Ma Xuanjue said, 'A generation of sword god Jiao Xiao', that is to say, Jiao Da's real name is Jiao Xiao, and he once had the title of sword god. In the Great Zhou world, the title is not something that ordinary people can get, such as Chen Longgong, a city-breaking jinshi, who is one of the title jinshi.

However, Jiao Da was obviously a ninth-rate martial artist, still an old man with serious injuries and almost a cripple, why did he have the title of sword god?

Second, the old master's ghost and elf really made him strange.

He had never seen the old master, and he didn't know why it had left a mark on him. Listening to Jue's words, he was left with Scrooge, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

[I have to keep in mind that this Jiafu is not the Jiafu in the Dream of Red Mansions; the Great Zhou, it is not a feudal Da Zhou. There are literati, ghosts and elves, ghosts and ghosts, and barbarian demons in all directions, which is really a dangerous place, and life first. 】

When he went out recently, he asked Wang Shanbao to follow, but now it seems that it is not enough.

Suddenly laughed, splashed ink, and wrote two large fonts on the slightly yellow bamboo paper.

Self-improvement!

Men should be self-reliant, no matter how many people follow, they are not as comfortable as their own strength. With his status in Jiafu, there is Wang Shanbao at the level of an old demon who is Dingtian, and it is impossible to allocate another one to him.

This is not comfortable, and it is impossible to increase the strength of the subsidiary and strengthen itself, which is urgently needed.

[Prepare for the big exam, from tomorrow, good students practice archery. 】

Baoyu ate supper and fell into a deep sleep.

In the Wen Mountain, seventy-eight simmering fires were burning, and the highest flame rose up, and it had already touched the edge of the seventy-ninth simmer that had not yet ignited.

I dreamed back in the middle of the night, and suddenly I was sweating hotly. Baoyu opened her eyes, a smile on her lips.

Seventy-ninth simmer, burn!