Fang Huan and Lingdong have been living in Shooting Tiger Village for half a month, and they are also familiar with the hunters in the village.

Today, Fang Huan was discussing archery with Hu Beiyue on the martial arts arena of Shooting Tiger Village.

In half a month, Fang Huan followed the hunters in Zhuangzhong into the mountains to hunt several times, and found that the bow and arrow was a very powerful weapon, and he could shoot the enemy by hiding in the dark from afar, which was much easier than fighting with real knives and guns, so he wanted Hu Beiyue to teach himself.

During this period of time, Fang Huan replenished Hu Beiyue's vitality every day, so that Hu Beiyue's original dark yellow face also recovered a little blood, Hu Beiyue was grateful, and when he heard that Fang Huan wanted to learn arrows, he immediately agreed without saying a word and came to teach Fang Huan in person.

"No, Brother Fang, the legs should be further forward, the lunge should be correct, and the bow should be full. ”

Hu Beiyue was holding his hand to correct Fang Huan's mistake of pulling the bow.

Lingdong was in a lack of interest on the side, drooping his head, his two big ears hanging down his shoulders, and the fluffy tail behind him flicked and flicked, which was very boring.

He still carries the long purple box behind his back, and no matter who persuades him, he refuses to put it down.

Since being seen by Hu Beiyue that day, Lingdong has not bothered to wear that big black robe anymore.

"Owner, there is news of thousand-year-old ginseng!" a hunter shouted excitedly from afar.

Fang Huan put down the bow and arrow in his hand, Hu Beiyue turned to look at the excited hunter, and raised his head and blinked his big eyes.

In half a month's strengths, Fang Huan remembered a lot of names, and the name of the hunter in front of him was Pei Shun.

"Is there any news of ginseng?" asked Hu Beiyue excitedly.

Pei Shun panted and nodded, "In ...... In the mountains, a little earlier...... One day, when a woodcutter went into the mountains to chop wood, he saw it, and said that there was a ...... It's so long, so wide, when the woodcutter goes to catch it, the ginseng will run on its own long legs, and the ginseng that can run must be a thousand-year-old ginseng. ”

"What about the woodcutter?" asked Hu Beiyue.

"Outside the Zhuangzi, the owner, we have to hold on tightly, it seems that the gang of miscellaneous crumbs in Yaowangzhuang have also gotten the news, in case they are allowed to take the lead, it will be too late. Pei Shun said.

Hu Beiyue nodded, waved his big hand and said, "Immediately gather three hundred people and follow me into the mountain!"

"Master Hu, I'll go too. Fang Huan took a step forward.

"I'll go, I'll go!" he jumped up and ran to Fang Huan's side.

"No, Brother Fang, your kindness Hu Mou has a heart, you don't have to toss it, in case you fight with the gang of Yaowangzhuang, you have scraped Hu Mou's heart will not go, you and the smart little brother are waiting in the village. ”

"This ...... Let me meet the woodcutter first. ”

"Okay, Pei Shun, you go and bring that woodcutter. Hu Beiyue commanded.

"Yes!"

Soon, Pei Shun led a middle-aged man with a thin figure over.

The man was dressed shabbyly, full of patches, and looked around the Shooting Tiger Village as he walked, looking like he had seen the world.

Hu Beiyue nodded secretly, thinking that after finding the thousand-year-old ginseng, he could give this woodcutter some more silver.

"Owner, the people brought it. Pei Shun stood respectfully to the side.

"Villain, villain see the owner. After the woodcutter saw Hu Beiyue, his body shook involuntarily and he was about to kneel.

Hu Beiyue hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the woodcutter and said, "I'm just a hunter, no need to kneel, no need to kneel." ”

"Thank you, thank you, thank you. ”

The woodcutter kept his head down the whole time.

"Is it true that you have seen thousand-year-old ginseng in the mountains?" asked Hu Beiyue.

The villain didn't know if it was a thousand-year-old ginseng, but anyway, he saw that the ginseng was glowing green, using his beard as a hand and foot, and he could walk on his own, and he estimated that it should be the legendary thousand-year-old ginseng. The woodcutter rubbed his hands together and said with a sneer.

Hu Beiyue turned his head to look at Fang Huan.

Fang Huan squinted, kept scanning the woodcutter, and finally fixed his gaze on the woodcutter's palm.

"You're not a good person!" suddenly shouted, startling everyone present.

Hu Beiyue and Pei Shun glanced at each other, and just as they were about to speak, Fang Huan went directly to the woodcutter and said with a smile: "Chopping wood?"

"Ah......h

"Hmm......" Fang Huan nodded and said, "Stretch out your hand and I'll take a look." ”

The woodcutter looked dazed and held out a pair of calloused hands.

Fang Huan smiled, raised his palm and said, "Coincidentally, I have also chopped firewood for a few years. ”

"Childe is really good at laughing, you can see it...... is a nobleman, how can he do such rough work as chopping wood. The woodcutter laughed.

Fang Huan's palms were as white as jade, and there were no calluses at all.

Hu Beiyue was also confused, and said, "Brother Fang, ...... are you?"

Fang Huan clapped his palms and said: "When I was young, when I didn't practice, I went to chop wood at home, so at that time, my hands were full of calluses, and after practicing, the spiritual power in my body removed the calluses on my hands." ”

After a pause, Fang Huan continued: "A person who chops firewood all the year round has calluses on his hands, but the cocoons are also thick, and the person who chops firewood holds a knife in the tiger's mouth, so the cocoons in the tiger's mouth are thicker than those on the palms." ”

Fang Huan pointed to the woodcutter's palm: "Although this person's hands are full of calluses, there is nothing on the tiger's mouth, so ...... He's lying to us. ”

"The villain is wronged, son, the villain is really wronged, the villain is really chopping wood in the mountains, if you don't believe it, you can go and ask, my neighbors know it." The woodcutter fell to his knees with a thud.

"Brother Fang, will it ...... Too arbitrary?" Hu Beiyue hesitated.

Fang Huan shook his head, pointed to the smart on the side and said, "My brother is very accurate in seeing people, he said that this person is not a good person, he is not a good person 100%!"

Hu Beiyue was silent, and recalled that day in the market, the smart voice "This owner is sick!"

This little guy ...... It seems to be quite accurate to look at people, but it is too upright.

"Besides, Master Hu Zhuang, don't you think this thing is too coincidental? This thousand-year-old ginseng was not born early or late, but it suddenly appeared when we needed it?"

Hu Beiyue sorted out his thoughts and said with a smile: "It's because I'm too impatient, it's a matter of my own life, it's easy to be impulsive, Brother Fang is right." ”

Hu Beiyue's eyes were cold, and he said to Pei Shun: "Go! Gather people and horses and enter the mountain!"

Fang Huan was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "I know it's fake, the owner, you still want to enter the mountain?"

The corners of Hu Beiyue's mouth sneered: "This matter must be the miscellaneous yin me of Yaowangzhuang, since this is the case, it is better to plan and take the opportunity to let them bleed!"

"Owner, I'm going to gather my brothers, dare to shoot Tiger Village, this time I have to shoot these miscellaneous pieces into hedgehogs!"

"Master Hu, let me go and join in the fun, don't worry, it's definitely okay to protect myself with my skills. Fang Huan said.

"I'll go, I'll go!" Lingdong pulled Fang Huan's sleeve and didn't let go.

Hu Beiyue was a little helpless by these two half-grown children, and said: "Okay, after entering the mountain, you must follow closely, don't fall behind." ”

"The owner is relieved. ”

Hu Beiyue turned his head and looked at the woodcutter kneeling on the ground with an unkind face, took out the short knife on his waist and put it on the woodcutter's neck, and said, "If you want to live, lead the way!"

The woodcutter wept with a sad face.

"Yes, yes, owner, I'll bring, I'll bring. ”