The snow in Mengdong darkened very quickly, but around four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was already very gloomy and gloomy.

The snow had just stopped, but the north wind was even more severe.

Endless white between heaven and earth.

A little bit of black slowly extends southwest from the west gate of Xiangyang.

"Grandma's, when you go out of the city, it becomes a wilderness, and Liu Biao is blown so well by them, and he doesn't build the road." Qin Yushen walked shallow on one foot, exhaling the breath of white flowers in his mouth, and complained in a low voice.

The young man had a few scratches on his face, a snow-white rabbit in his left hand, and a long black stick in his right hand, and at the top of the stick, he carried the huge wine gourd.

His finger joints were covered with chilblains calluses, but his spirits were uplifted.

I didn't expect to be able to step on a fat hare by the way, stained with the light of the soft and thick snow in the wild, the usually fast jumper couldn't jump up at all, and he didn't run far before he flew and pounced, and was knocked unconscious to the ground with a stick.

Wild game is hard to find in winter, but once caught, it's a rare delicacy.

This hare is so fat, it is suitable for replenishing the body of the aunt in confinement, and the uncle's face is also a little better.

My aunt has just given birth to a little cousin now, and her temperament has changed greatly, and she scolds Huai every day, so she almost points to her nose and says that she eats idle food for nothing. Fortunately, with the help of his eldest cousin Qin Xin from time to time, Qin Yu can barely get by.

But when is such a day a head?

It's tolerable, it's unbearable! Qin Yu thought that he would raise it for five or six years, and now his health is almost better, he has been hunting in the mountains every day for more than a year, and occasionally helping his uncle go into the city to purchase, and his life is boring. Even though my uncle and cousin didn't care, I really didn't want to continue to mix like this. It's time to get out and about. That Zhuge Liang was no more than two years older than himself, and he came from Shandong to Hubei.

But where should I go? Vote for Liu Biao?

Thinking of Liu Biao, Qin Yu frowned, and felt strange in his heart. If his guess is correct, Jingzhou Mu Liu Biao Liu Jingsheng should be his cheap father. It's a pity that my mother hung up before he possessed Qin Yu, so there is no way to confirm this. He also asked his uncle sideways, but he was beaten away by his uncle's sudden anger, and he didn't dare to ask a word again.

"In this troubled world, there is no good result when that man's son is, and the land, gold and silver, sooner or later, will be Cao Cao's. Only this kung fu is our own. Qin Yu comforted herself, and began to review her own colorful guns in her mind.

This marksmanship is Qin Yu's own martial arts, not from Liu Biao, it seems that Qin Yu's mother forced him to remember when he was about five or six years old, requiring him to recite and review a hundred times a day, repeatedly strengthening, after being whipped several times, the child strengthened this requirement to strengthen memory, although it may be a little mechanical, but it is indeed very effective - until the strengthening to the extent that one day although he changed his soul, all the relevant mental memories are still stubbornly retained.

Because of the hard practice of this marksmanship, it is about impossible to do it, and Qin Yu died of broken meridians when he was ten years old. When he was rescued by his uncle, he was replaced.

As a modern person, although it is only a very ordinary salary, the knowledge structure and comprehensive ability to understand knowledge of planning and editing are not comparable to those of a ten-year-old hairy child in the late Han Dynasty. Qin Yu recited that mental method repeatedly, and soon discovered the vast misunderstandings of several previous exercises, and as long as one of these misunderstandings was at least half-paralyzed. It was already a great luck that he could practice for three or four years before hanging up.

The flesh is weak like a summer worm that survives the winter, and the meridians are broken like a tattered fishing net.

In the five years since Qin Yu crossed, he spent most of his time lying in bed, patiently and helplessly repairing various internal and external injuries on his body. Fortunately, although the aunt complained from time to time, the uncle fully supported the nephew's self-help activities.

Although the secret of "Hundred Flowers and Guns" is only a marksmanship from the name, it has a very complete overall heritage, and the content contained in it is extremely rich, not just a set of marksmanship.

There are four categories of internal strength and mental methods alone: foundation, promotion, maintenance, and recovery.

It wasn't until last year that Qin Yu completed the first Da Zhou Tian's mental method operation, confirmed that he was really self-taught, and finally preliminarily practiced the basic mental method of a hundred flowers and guns, that he dared to get out of bed openly and continue his marksmanship training.

Immediately, he ended his leisurely career as a "disabled child" and was sent by his aunt to the mountains every day to harvest and hunt all kinds of wild goods.

He became a hunter.

Nowadays, many mountains such as Wangchu Mountain, Wanshan Mountain and Dajing Mountain are the hunting grounds he is most familiar with.

When Qin Yu was so cranky, he had already come to the bottom of the mountain.

"I don't think about it that much just yet. Now in this troubled world, it is not safe to go out. Only by practicing this kung fu is the foundation of life. Qin Yu saw the familiar foot of the mountain, and his mind habitually collected, and all his thoughts were gone, and then he gently absorbed a breath in his nose and went straight to the dantian.

I'm x, it's so cool! It was cold all the way to the navel.

Qin Yu held back the desire to sneeze and shiver, took half a step, the white mist was filled, and a thick turbid breath was slightly spit out, and he suddenly felt that the blood and qi meridians all over his body were alive for a while, as if he had just taken a hot bath, which was extremely refreshing.

Qin Yu groaned slightly in his heart, but his thoughts did not dare to concentrate at all, and he still barely remained in a divergent ignorance.

Take another half step, during which it spits and takes, and it is naturally formed.

This is the inner method of the Hundred Flowers Gun: the half-step spitting technique.

Although it is very simple, it is a compulsory practice for him to go up the mountain every day, and he goes up and down the mountain at least ten times a day. If you weren't so diligent, you wouldn't have been able to completely repair the almost completely broken meridians of your "predecessor" in five or six years, and your qi and blood would be even more magnificent.

Qin Yu's home is on the top of Xianshou Mountain, ten miles southwest of Xiangyang City. In fact, it was his uncle Qin Xiong's manor, although it was not big, it was quiet in the mountains, and there were few idle people.

The reason why Qin Yu is very familiar with Boss Zuo is because Zuoxing Liquor Shop is in the west of the city, and Qin Yu occasionally needs to go into the city to buy food and wine on weekdays, and he can walk for two quarters of an hour at most, and he can reach Zuoxing Liquor Shop very smoothly, even if the liquor store is occasionally out of stock, they will let the guys go to other restaurants and hotels to buy and merge, in short, Qin Yu will be satisfied.

After going back and forth, Qin Yu and Boss Zuo of Zuo's wine shop had a friendship, and it soon deepened, the main reason is: many facilities and means of the wine shop, including the big charcoal stove used in winter, let Zuo Niangzi play the piano for the guests, all of which were Qin Yu's casual suggestions, and the effect was quite good in hindsight.

Now that the snow is pouring and the pace is unsteady, it is a good opportunity to cultivate.

Step by step, go around and around, and gradually reach the halfway up the mountain. Qin Yu had just finished another big week, and his footsteps stopped for a while.

It was surprisingly quiet, and it made him feel a little strange. Even if it's such a cold and snowy day, it shouldn't be like that.

Suddenly, a crystal light flashed out from the side of the mountain, slashing his back with a slanted shoulder, and the knife was extremely accurate, taking advantage of Qin Yu's surprise and cutting him in two with a knife.

Qin Yu was taken aback, before his brain could react, his left arm shook suddenly, and the rabbit in his hand had already been thrown over.

The sword light and blood are instantly intertwined.

The black-clothed swordsman who suddenly attacked was stunned, what was the situation? The backhand is another knife, and the momentum is slightly weakened.

Qin Yu's body leaned back sharply, and half of the iron plate bridge was unleashed, which could dodge the golden wind that hit his face, and several drops of blood were still splashed on the tip of his face and nose.

The long stick on his shoulder was smooth, "Hey! With a shout, Qin Yu's right arm flung forward, and the black stick had already shot forward with the force of the swing, and the thick stick tail just rightly blocked the enemy's ring-headed straight knife, and then hit the person's throat hard.

At the same moment, the huge wine gourd had rolled down to the side of the road.

The terrifying explosion and the muffled sound of the crack overwhelmed the sound of the wind in the vast mountains.

"Gross!" The black-clothed swordsman who was plotting threw his knife away, covered his throat with both hands, and rolled out from behind the boulder in ambush.

Qin Yu was in a cold sweat, he had practiced the secret heart method for five years, refined the marksmanship, and now the sharpness of the body far exceeded the brain, if it wasn't for the body's automatic reaction just now, he used a very familiar trick to return to the horse chasing the wind gun, and when he passed another brain, it is estimated that he would have been in a different place.

However, after experiencing a shock, my mind suddenly gathered and tried my best to coordinate with my body and synchronize it.

Before he could stand up straight, he shrugged his ears and noticed the wind behind his head again.

Although the wind on the mountainside was strong, Qin Yu could still hear it clearly, and someone was secretly attacking.

At the same time as the brain turned to judge, the right arm has been stretched straight back, this style is like a boatman holding the penny, doing his best, so it is called "sailing against the current", which is also the secret marksmanship he practiced day and night.

With a "ding" sound, the tip of the stick seemed to have hit some heavy and solid weapon, and Qin Yu took advantage of the force of this collision to fully establish his upper body.

He didn't have time to turn around, and with one arm in his right hand, he stirred, entangled, and collapsed, and the enemy behind him screamed in surprise, and the thick-backed long knife had already flown out of his hand.

Immediately, the qi and blood of the right arm condensed rapidly, and the strength instantly increased several times, and he stabbed out his hand with a homeopathic situation, penetrating from the front heart to the back heart.

Stirring, entanglement, collapse, stabbing, four combined gun gestures!

Relying on the secret marksmanship and mental method, although Qin Yu's long stick did not have a gun head, it also killed the assassin behind him.

With a shake of the stick, the long stick broke away from the enemy's corpse and was recovered.

"Uncle, a bunch of rats! Want to plot against me? Let's go back and practice for a few more years! Qin Yu scolded in a low voice.

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