Chapter Ninety-Five: The Rosewood Bow
The two returned to the broken temple, Miss Leng was already waiting at the gate to greet her, and naturally she was a white grabber to Qing'er, Qing'er was afraid that she would quarrel with Miss Leng again with a fire in her belly, so she simply ran to the forest outside the temple to hide quietly, but where could it be quiet!
She thought of Yun Niang and Guo's mother who suffered unjustly, the rich man Bo who was the villain, and the grandson who was almost killed by her...... The more I thought about it, the more depressed I became.
Qing'er raised her fist anxiously and slammed it on the trunk of the tree, causing the green leaves to fall down and return to dust.
The stinging pain from her hand pierced her heart like an awl, and the interesting thing was that the pain relieved the depression in her heart, and she sat helplessly on the ground, feeling dazed.
After a while, a voice calling for her came from afar: "Big sister, is the big sister here?" ”
Qing'er heard Hu Liang's voice, and hurriedly got up and went out to the forest.
Sure enough, seeing Hu Liang and Sun Mutou standing on the edge of the forest, Hu Liang held a big bow in his hand and smiled at her: "Haha, big sister, see what I brought you?!" ”
Rosewood bow, and quiver!
Qing'er was stunned for a moment, jumped to Hu Liang's side in a few steps, took the red sandalwood bow incredibly, and looked at it carefully for a long time, sure enough, it was her own!
She happily stroked the bow, and was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, and shouted loudly:
"You know, I never thought I'd ever see it again in my life! Haha, how is that possible?! It's only been a day that you've found it, it's amazing, the beggars are so powerful! Actually, I still want to have an almost inseparable two-stone bow, and I'm satisfied! ”
"What are these words! Since I have answered you, I will definitely do it, this is called gambling! Hehe, what's in this world that our beggars can't do?! ”
Qing'er shouted happily: "Haha, if you say this yesterday, I really can't believe it, but I really believe it now!" It's amazing! ”
She never thought that the red sandalwood bow would return to her palm one day, and she couldn't put it down for a while, looking at the bow and arrow in her hand, she only felt like a world away. So much has happened in this short month!
Now that the bow is there, I wonder if the person is still there? I don't know the poison of Jiuwen......
Alas, anyway, Guoguo Lou really doesn't exist anymore!
Fierce. Hu Liang's loud voice dug Qing'er out of his memories: "Yes, the bow is now in hand, and the eldest sister still doesn't show her brother a hand, let me open my eyes!" ”
Qing'er grinned and smiled cheerfully: "Actually, this thing." I haven't studied for a few days, so I don't know how to get started. ”
"Hey, don't be modest! With such a good bow, it's not bad! Well...... And he shot at the tree in front of him, and counted the second scar from below. ”
Qing'er knew that Hu Liang wouldn't believe what she said, so she had to try her best.
She put the quiver on the ground, and all kinds of warnings from Jiuwen unconsciously popped up in her mind, not allowed to do this, not to be like that......
Qing'er, I didn't expect her to remember it so clearly.
She took a stance from memory, and fired her bow and arrow at the scar on the tree. There was only a whoosh, but the feathered arrow slashed with a gust of wind, and went away from the string, and thrust into the trunk of the tree with a loud thud.
In an instant, Qing'er regained the pleasure she had lost for a long time, and her resentment swept away with this arrow, so unpleasant.
She looked over to the trunk, and Scar sneered at the arrow that was far away......
"Oh, I win!"
Qing'er felt that a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in her ears, and she saw Hu Liang next to her jump up violently. Happily waving his arms and yelling, and turning his head......
She looked at Sun Mutou on the other side blankly, and when she saw him smiling helplessly, she whispered for a while:
"He's this madness. Habit is ...... Alas, I can't get used to it! Sometimes he also had jerking off in crowded places, and I really wanted to pretend I didn't know him. ”
Qing'er smiled knowingly, and asked for a long time before Sun Mutou was embarrassed to explain the reason.
It turned out that Hu Liang was unwilling to lose, and he has cast a wide net since yesterday. I entrusted all the friends of the beggar gang, and sure enough, I found the red sandalwood bow in just one day.
Both of them were curious about how good this two-stone bow was, which made the old master dumbfounded, so they took turns to try it again, but they didn't know that not only the two of them, but even the other brothers present couldn't pull it away.
Therefore, Sun Mutou thought that Qing'er was lying, and this bow was not something she could drive at all.
Hu Liang didn't think so, insisting that Qing'er was stronger than him, even if they couldn't pull it, Qing'er would be allowed to go, so the two gambled in public, and whoever lost would invite the brothers present to go to Hongguanglou to eat a small stir-fry.
Sun Mutou said excitedly to Qing'er: "I am a baby in the mountains, so I will go into the mountains to hunt with the elders with a small bamboo bow on my back." Later, the government cleared the mountain and blasted us out, and we never used a bow again. It wasn't until yesterday that I heard that there was still a one-stone bow, a two-stone bow, hehe, you have such a physique, young girl, it's really a waste if you don't practice well. ”
As he spoke, his tongue suddenly rolled, and he hummed and chirped for a long time before he whispered:
"Young girl, your arm strength is amazing, but you shoot ...... That one...... Inaccurate, I look anxious! I'll hunt when I go, or I'll practice with you later...... However, I don't have as good arm strength as you, so don't laugh at me. ”
Qing'er was overjoyed when she heard this, clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Great, great!" How can I laugh at you, look at me, let alone hunting, I can't even shoot the dead, why laugh at you. Why don't we start practicing now?! ”
"Well, good!" Sun Mutou's eyes lit up, and he responded simply.
He smiled innocently, turned around and ran out of the woods, and when he was embarrassed to come back from outside the woods, he smiled awkwardly:
"Actually, after trying that bow yesterday, it was an old addiction. I asked someone to find a stone, hey, it's still harder than when I was a child, and I'm not used to it for a while...... Also, I see that your posture is very sufficient, and at first glance, it is pointed out by a famous teacher, don't laugh at me when I see you in a while! ”
Qing'er comforted him a few words, and said, "Haha, don't worry, I'm not so fake!" The light posture is beautiful and there is a fart, the key is whether you can shoot living creatures, this really needs you to point me out! ”
"Don't, don't be so polite, let's talk together!"
Both of them hadn't touched an arrow for a long time, and they couldn't help it for a long time, and they had just been rambling for a long time, and they were so anxious that they simply practiced at the moment.
After practicing for a while, Qing'er realized the difference between Sun Mutou and Jiuwen's guidance.
Jiuwen pays attention to the standard of movement, but does not explain the essentials of archery, or she has learned it for too short a time, and Jiuwen has not had time to teach it.
Sun Mutou is different, his posture is ugly, but he is full of accuracy, don't care if he is alive or dead, he will be hit with an arrow, and he doesn't need to make up the shot at all.
And Sun Mutou pointed out the tricks of archery often in one sentence, not much nonsense, but there is something to say, Qing'er has practiced for two hours, and feels that it should not take long to hunt small animals with him. (To be continued.) )