4. Wine and meat monks

I looked the bow up and down. The back of the bow is a delicately textured black wood lined with an iron sheet on the inside, and the upper and lower ends are inlaid with bronze bow heads. The bowstring is about the thickness of a mung bean grain, but it is not clear what it is made of, as if it is made of two things.

"Shinhachiro! What is this bow made of? I asked, confused.

"The bowback is the root of the thousand-year-old fir wood, and the bowstring is twisted with the old bear tendon and the mackerel's swim bladder!" Shinhachiro replied proudly.

I looked again and saw a line of small fly-headed letters carved on the inside of the bow. "In the thirty-sixth year of Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty, Meng Chun ......," I whispered. Cangzhou Song Haitian system, force to open twenty jun. ”

"Oh my God! Oh, my God! Twenty jun! That's six hundred pounds! "I just can't accept this reality. This child's "toy" is actually a five-stone hard iron-backed copper fetal god arm bow.

"Hachiro! This bow is...... Who gave it to you? ”

"Two years ago, my grandfather saved a Ming countryman. He saw that I had great strength, so he made me this bow. He said I would be successful in the future, and this bow would help me! The man also gave me a book, just ...... I don't understand! Shinhachiro scratched his head a little embarrassed.

I see! Shinhachiro never pulls his bow full when hunting, it turns out that this bow is too strong! He was afraid of losing his arrows. It's just that I haven't been paying attention to it before.

"Can you pull the bow to the fullest?" I asked.

"No problem! Big brother, you watch! Shinhachiro put an arrow on the bowstring and aimed at a large locust tree twenty paces away.

Without a sound, the Divine Arm Bow turned into a full moon shape in Shinhachiro's hand.

"Whoosh!" With a bang, the sharp arrow pierced through the trunk of the tree and drove it into a large stone not far away, more than an inch.

"Good!" Not me shouting, because I was stunned.

Following the voice, a monk came from not far away. This monk has a long five-short body, a horizontal face and a large beard, but it is not fierce (some like the Bodhidharma patriarch in the portrait). He wore a coarse cloth monk's robe, a large hat, carried a spear, and hung a baggage, as if he was traveling. It's just that I think his spear is a little weird. The lower end of the spear head has two small branches that extend to both sides, but the upper end is curved.

"Your strength is so great!" The monk looked at Shinhachiro appreciatively, and then at the arrow.

"Of course! None of the blacksmiths in the town are as good as me! Shinhachiro straightened his chest proudly.

"That's right! …… Then let's have a fight! As he spoke, the monk threw his spear, baggage, and hat on the ground.

"Good!" Before I could shout no, Shinhachiro had already rushed out. I didn't catch it (I just can't).

Shinhachiro jumped up quickly and punched the monk. The monk stepped forward and waved his fist to meet him.

There was a loud bang of "ping-pong". Shinhachiro stumbled on the ground, and the monk also took two steps back and shook it.

"Interesting!" The monk said with a smile.

Shinhachiro picked up his fists again and slammed them into the monk's lower abdomen. The monk dodged and flew up and kicked Shinhachiro in the left shoulder. They just went back and forth and fought. Both of them turned a deaf ear to my drinking.

After a long time, I also saw a little bit of the way. Shinhachiro, who is only ten years old, does not suffer in strength, and his flexible body is better than that of monks. It's just that his punches and legs are all reckless, and it can be said that there is no rule at all. On the other hand, the monk's offensive and defensive methods are strict, and he gets out of the way at the last moment. In fact, the monk was in complete control of the situation. Seeing that the monk didn't mean to hurt Shinhachiro, I gradually put my mind at ease.

They fought for half an hour before they stopped, and they were all sweating profusely. The two men lay on the ground without a figure, gasping for air.

"It's been a long time since I've had such a fight! Brat! You're amazing! The monk rolled over and sat up and said.

"Great monk, you're not bad! It's the first time I've met someone with so much strength! Shinhachiro also has some sympathy for the monk.

"It's just a pity......" The monk squinted his eyes and muttered to himself in a barely audible voice. Leaning less, the monk stood up. Picking up the baggage and spear from the ground, he rolled his eyes and said, "May I ask you two, do you live around here?" ”

"Yes! Oh, yes! "Without waiting for me to speak, Shinhachiro rushed to answer." My family lives behind that mountain, less than five miles away. ”

"Amitabha! The poor monk is a walking monk from Nara, who wants to go to Ueno Province in Kanto. Don't know if you can interrupt a meal? ”

"Okay! I just caught two pheasants and a small wild boar. My sister's skewered game and pork bone soup are delicious! ”

"Shinhachiro!" I tugged at his sleeve. "The master is a monk......

"It's okay! Never mind! The four monks are all empty and peaceful, and the guests are as they please! Poor monks, too...... Don't avoid meat! The monk added his lips with his tongue with a wistful expression.