"Brother, shoot!"

There was a commotion in the quiet mountains and forests on weekdays, and the favorite thing for a group of half-grown children to do was to make a noise.

Wu Liang had a black old face, and when he saw the pheasant flying away, he didn't shoot, he glared at the second tiger viciously and roared: "Shut up Lao Tzu!" What a fart! ”

This little bastard has been shouting from the road until now, he is really a gun god, and the crazy pheasants in this mountain are much more difficult to fight than people.

Wu Ye has a hand in beating people, but it is still a little difficult to beat the chicken without force.

Erhu's face was pale, and he said dryly: "Aren't I happy, brother, why don't you come and take the child, and I'll help you hunt?" ”

"Get out! Ye went up to the mountain to hunt, not to be a nanny! ”

Wu Liang's face was black, his fingers poked at the buttocks of the babbling milk doll, and said angrily: "What are you bringing him for?" ”

The doll who has not yet been weaned seems to be very dissatisfied with Wu Ye who poked his ass, and he opened his small mouth that had not yet grown teeth, and faced Wu Liang with a few mouthfuls of milky saliva.

Wu Liang's face stiffened, wiped the saliva from his face, and sighed in his heart, the kid of the Wu family is a cow, and he knows that he can resist violence when he is so old.

Erhu cried and ravaged the little guy in his arms like a sack.

He didn't want to do this, but wasn't there no way, the third uncle threw his son to him like a ball, could he not continue.

Fortunately, the third aunt has returned to her parents' house, otherwise seeing Wu Sanlong's behavior of throwing her son from a distance, I am afraid that no matter how thick the old Wu skin is, it will be stripped off.

As for Wu Liang and Erhu, who ravaged their baby bumps, these two boys are probably going to be unlucky, no matter how good you are, you can't stop your own mother.

Wu Liang didn't bother to care about this guy anymore, knocked on his head with a scolding, and threatened again: "Next time I call again, I'll kick you back!" ”

The boy himself could not hunt and did not want him to have a good time, and every time he saw his prey, he yelled, and all the little interest he had accumulated before was extinguished for him.

Huang San next to him also looked melancholy, Wu Ye is not good for his teacher, it seems that there is little hope for tonight's bonfire party.

Touching the shotgun in his hand, the third master bared his teeth and was a little melancholy, this Wu Ye has not opened yet, and it is not good for him to take Wu Ye's color.

Although the third master is very skeptical that Wu Liang will use a gun, the smart third master will not talk nonsense, and he will continue to nibble on steamed buns tonight.

The group continued to walk towards the depths of the mountain forest, Wu Liang casually threw the gun in his hand to Xiao Wu on the side, and then picked up the old longbow on Xiao Wu's shoulder.

Compared with modern shotguns, Wu Liang still prefers bows and arrows.

Although this old-fashioned thing is a little bad, it is much easier to use than a shotgun in Wu Liang's eyes.

As soon as the bow and arrow were in his hands, Wu Liang suddenly burst out with a terrifying look, hunting bows and arrows is the king.

Continuing to walk forward for a hundred and ten meters, Wu Liang quickly pulled the bow and stringed, and the whole process did not exceed three seconds.

"Whoosh!"

The bowstrings were still trembling, the arrows had already flown out of the curtain, and the pheasant who had just come out for a walk was pinned to the ground and lost his life in the blink of an eye.

"Good!"

Before the others could react, the third master was cheering loudly, and the third master's sycophant skills were now practiced perfectly.

However, the third master is not a pure sycophant, Wu Liang's bow shooting is still a bit level.

Wu Liang also looked pale, it was finally opened, otherwise he wouldn't want this face if he continued like this.

Pulling the bowstring a few times, Wu Liang pretended to be indifferent and said: "What is this, I haven't opened the bow for too long, and my hand is a little raw." ”

"That's that, as soon as Wu Ye made a move, let alone a chicken, even a group of chickens is also a part of the food."

Wu Liang glared at him angrily, how bad this sycophant is shooting, can he only kill chickens?

Too lazy to bother with this fat man, Wu Ye continued to walk forward, and after a while, another arrow shot out.

The crowd hadn't even seen the prey until the sound of the feathers of the arrows trembling was heard and the prey pinned to the tree was clearly visible.

This time it's still pheasants, and the large animals in Tianshen Mountain have moved to new homes in the mountains over the years, and the periphery is pheasants and hares, and it is lucky to encounter a few wild boars from time to time.

But it seems that Wu Liang didn't have that luck today, and he competed with pheasants along the way, and he didn't even encounter a rabbit except for pheasants.

The old-fashioned bow and arrow also exerted amazing power in Wu Liang's hands, and the arrow was sure to hit, and not a single arrow missed.

The others are also considered to have a small gain, except for the nanny Erhu, who can't do it, most of them are happy.

The Wu family's level of playing with guns is still good, although what they brought up the mountain this time is just an ordinary shotgun, and a few hairy boys are not timid, and there is no problem in dealing with a few chickens.

Even if he encounters tigers and leopards, the Wu family man is not afraid, and he can kill those beasts without a gun and a punch.

As for Erhu's resentment, no one cares, who makes that guy unable to do it himself and always make trouble, if he doesn't call everyone around, he will definitely gain more.

……

It wasn't until everyone came to a pool of turquoise water that the listless Erhu smiled and said, "Brother, it's time for the Immortal Tan, let's roast a few chickens to appetize." ”

There is no such thing as hunting, so it is important to eat the tiger master.

The turquoise waterhole reflected a pale golden light in the setting sun, and the waterhole covering an area of nearly ten acres made Huang San, who saw the immortal Tan for the first time, surprised.

This is not a plain area, nor is it a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, this is a wooded Tianshen Mountain, and such a large waterhole is rare.

Wu Liang didn't pay too much attention to the beautiful scenery of Immortal Tan, he looked up at the sky, it was not early when he went up the mountain, and now he arrived at Immortal Tan, and the sky was dark.

Seeing that everyone else was also tired, Wu Liang nodded and said, "You go get some firewood, let's get some food to fill our stomachs first." ”

After waiting for a long time, seeing that Erhu was still standing still, Wu Liang suddenly said angrily: "Didn't you want to get food, why didn't you move again?" ”

"Brother, how can I go!"

Erhu reluctantly lifted the milk doll in his arms forward, it was all this little bastard, otherwise the tiger master would definitely be shocked by his power today.

Wu Liang then remembered that there was still an oil bottle, touched the little guy's face, and said curiously: "This little thing doesn't cry, how did Wu Laosan teach it?" ”

In the afternoon, the crowd shouted and screamed, and from time to time a few shots were fired, and the little guy either went to sleep, and when he woke up, he squeaked and laughed, which was very different from ordinary children.

Could it be that the children of the Wu family are so biao, worthy of being the descendants of bandits.

As soon as Wu Liang finished admiring in his heart, Erhu smiled and said: "Who said he doesn't cry, but I have a secret, every time he cries, I give him some internal strength, and he falls asleep after a while." ”

Wu Liang's face was full of black lines, your sister, what kind of thing is this guy in his head.

Such a big child, can you stand your internal strength, not to mention that Erhu, a simple boy, has not been able to fully control the internal energy riot in his body.

I don't know how many times Lu Dao Erhu lost this afternoon, count him lucky, otherwise no matter how much Biao's child would have tossed him to death.

Fortunately, Wu Sanlong didn't see it, otherwise he would have beaten this kid violently, this guy is simply a doll killer.

The immortal power in Wu Liang's body rotated, and the internal energy accumulated in the little guy's body was expelled, and then he scolded: "You don't mess around with me, you really made a problem with the little three, you see how the third uncle cleans you up." ”

Yes, the little guy's nickname is Xiao San, he is the third in rank, and this guy has two sisters on it, and he is also the third in the family at home.

Coincidentally, among the Wu Sanlong brothers, he is also the third in line, and this family is better than the third.

Erhu laughed a few times and didn't refute it, but he muttered in his heart, you have done this before, and you are embarrassed to say me.

Seeing that Wu Liang took the child away, Erhu didn't give him a chance to return it, so he ran into the mountains and forests, shouting as he ran: "Brother, I'll go collect firewood, and I'll be back later!" ”

Wu Liang shook his head, handed the little guy to Huang San casually, and ordered: "Take care of him, they are all the third, you must have a common language." ”

Huang Sanye's old face twitched, your grandfather's and your sister's have a common language, Lao Tzu and this nursing doll have a common language of fart.

However, he didn't dare to refuse what Wu Ye asked, so he had to reluctantly pick up the little guy and stare at the little guy's face in a stupid daze.

Others also picked it up, and the children in the mountains have been in charge of the house since they were young, and it is common to kill chickens and pluck feathers.

Wu Liangdong, who was idle, turned around, squatted on the side of the immortal Tan and observed for a moment before turning around and shouting, "Little Wu, come here!" ”

"Here, Brother Liang, what's the matter?"

"Has this Immortal Tan always been in Tianshen Mountain?"

Xiao Wu scratched his head, a little didn't understand the meaning of Wu Liang's words, but he still replied: "It's been a long time, is this pool still running away." ”

Wu Liang raised his eyebrows slightly, his fingers drew a circle in the water, and pondered for a moment before continuing: "Who took the name of Immortal Tan?" ”

"This ......"

Xiao Wu thought for a long time before shaking his head and saying with a wry smile: "Brother Liang, everyone in the village is called this, it has been hundreds of years, who knows who took the Dao." ”

"Immortal Tan? Immortal Tan! ”

Wu Liang whispered, as if something flashed in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it.

It is not normal for such a big pool to appear in this mountain, and the water of this immortal Tan actually contains a trace of weak spiritual power, although it is subtle but quite pure, is there any strange treasure in the pool?

It's not that he hasn't heard of Immortal Tan before, and even the flowers on the other side of the house are watered with the water of Immortal Tan.

But at that time, he didn't have time to think about that, plus this pool of water seemed to be a little strange, as soon as he left the immortal Tan Shui, the aura in the water gradually dissipated, and every time the pool water brought back by the second tiger was just a trace of aura.

Tianshen Peak is the spiritual cave, and it is normal for some spiritual energy to be permeated in Wujia Village, and he has not paid attention to it all the time.

But this time when he calmed down and felt it for himself, Wu Liang realized that something was wrong.

This pool of water is not very deep, and he can't hide his perception, but the spiritual power in this water seems to be a rootless ping, which comes very suddenly, as if it came out of thin air.