Liufu, the hall, is particularly lively.

It's not because the head of the family, Liu Fenggu, is back, it's completely because Bai Zhu, the most cheerful subordinate in the house, has let himself go.

Wen Song, who was not lightly injured, had already gone down to recuperate and recuperate, and without the control and scolding of this serious middle-aged man, Bai Zhu only felt that the air around him was much clearer.

This way can suffocate him.

"Second Miss, your arrow is simply amazing! The little one is impressed by your style, please accept the knees of the little one! Bai Zhu said that he was about to bow down to Liu Fuyunxing, who was sitting there, and almost squeezed Liu Bo, the housekeeper who happened to walk in, away.

The age of Bai Zhu, who has a baby face, is not very recognizable, but according to Red Sleeves' experience, he also has to call Qingyi an aunt, so it is probably not much older.

And this thing is more lively than the yellow warbler, and sometimes it can even be called skin.

After returning to Liufu, Liu Fenggu and Liu Poria went back to their courtyard to change their clothes first, and Liu Fuyun came to the hall first without anything to tidy up.

Then he was targeted by Bai Nagisa, who was as curious and energetic as ever.

"Second Miss! You must have used a famous bow! I don't know what a small one can be a pleasure to see! ”

Thinking of Liu Fuyun's direct threat to Elder Yin just now, Bai Zhu felt his blood boiling with admiration.

What kind of bow can be so powerful!

"Mom, host, why does he talk more than me." The system was a little unconvinced.

Of course, Bai Zhu didn't know that there was such a guy secretly talking to him behind his back, and he only stared at Liu Fuyun with a pair of bright eyes full of expectation.

From time to time, his eyes would glance at the red sleeves standing behind Liu Fuyun, because the bow was on her back.

Liu Fuyun nodded slightly. Seeing this, Red Sleeves took two steps forward and handed the bow to Bai Nagisa.

"Miss Xie Er!" Bai Zhu thanked him happily, and carefully took the Hou Yi Sun Shooting Bow from Red Sleeve's hand with both hands.

It doesn't seem to be quite what I imagined.

Could it be that this is the legendary return to basics?

Looking at the mediocre wooden longbow in his hand, Bai Zhu leaned closer unbelievingly, and felt more and more that it seemed to be made of a piece of wood at random.

Sincerely, there is no carving pattern at all.

"Good bow!" He didn't hesitate to tout.

Anyway, it's over, this is the second miss's bow!

Now the yellow warbler on the other side of Liu Fuyun rolled his eyes, expressing disdain for this obvious sycophancy.

Bai Zhu only felt that the wood in his hand was very hard to the touch, and he secretly broke it hard without any damage. So he took his bow and tried to pull the string.

Can't pull it open at all!

Two more points of force were added, and the bowstring remained motionless, as if it had the weight of a thousand gold.

"Second Miss! This bow..."

After several attempts to no avail, Bai Zhu's eyes turned around Hou Yi's Sun Bow and Liu Fuyun's body twice in horror, and he couldn't help but start to make up some things in his head.

Could it be that her own lady is a hidden strange girl?

Wild history records that there was once a supreme master born with divine power on the rivers and lakes, and later he was recruited by the then lord of the country to be named the general of the Zhenguo and fought in all directions. In a crucial battle, the general smashed the heavy city gate with a punch and led people directly into it, successfully defeating the city.

At that time, Bai Zhu was still pondering when he heard this script in the teahouse, saying that this storyteller was too exaggerated.

"Yun'er."

After changing his clothes and washing up, Liu Fenggu walked in refreshed.

A white robe looks simple and low-key, but if you look closely, you will find that the neckline and cuffs of the dress are embroidered with intricate patterns with dark gold silk threads. The fabric shows a flowing texture with the change of light between walking, and the temperament of the willow wind bone is simply not too perfect.

"Master, you said last time that this dress is too high-profile and not in line with your temperament, and the small one looks very good!"