Who would have thought that a person with such miraculous archery skills would be a broken arm.

Ordinary archers carry their bows on their right shoulders, while Xue Feng carries them on his left because he does not have a right hand. His right arm was hollow below the elbow joint, with only a severed bone protruding remaining, and over time new flesh grew to wrap the bones, and grinded out thick calluses because of archery practice.

It bleeds repeatedly, forms a cocoon repeatedly, and a hard flesh bag grows out of the severed limb.

He used this broken arm to stretch the bow and pull the string with his left hand, and practiced such a technique that no one knows how much pain he endured.

That year, there was a severe drought in my hometown, and my family was so poor.

The youngest sister had been sold by her father and mother for a small bag of rice, and the family ate it for seven days.

He and his brother Xue Qing were led to an old man with a mustache.

The old man looked majestic, he was a very imposing man, he stepped forward to look at their eyes, and pinched their muscles and bones, and was very satisfied with his chin and beard.

The broker smiled flatteringly: "See, Master Lei, how dare you deceive you?"

These two boys can do it very well, and they can't say that the birds flying in the sky are even the snakes that burrowed into the ground and are called to be stewed with slingshots.

The fate of the two boys is good, when they meet a noble person like Lei Ye, if you have to cultivate, they will definitely be two marksmen in the future, stronger than Hou Yi who shoots the sun. ”

The old man twisted his beard and smiled disapprenously: "What do you want two people to do?" The birthday of the day and the moon are worshiped by eternity because of their uniqueness. Why did then Yi shoot the sun? Too much is not beautiful. ”

The broker nodded, and even claimed: "Yes, yes, Lei Ye is high." ”

The old man took them to a ruined temple on a barren mountain and asked them to shoot bats.

He was still young at the time, but he also understood the old man's words: two people can only take one.

He is the elder brother, and his parents taught him to let his younger brother from an early age.

He had already decided to lose deliberately, his family was so poor that he couldn't even afford to drink porridge, and his younger brother was so hungry that his face was yellow and thin, and his cheeks were sunken.

But the moment he pulled the slingshot, he was still stunned for a moment: the slingshot was manipulated.

The only person who has the opportunity to do this is his younger brother Xue Qing.

In the end, he didn't say anything.

At that time, he thought that the old man had not found out, but when he grew up and had insight, he realized that the old man had actually seen it earlier, but he didn't care.

Compared with his reluctance, Mu Men needs a more combative person like Xue Qing.

The old man led Xue Qing away.

In those years, everything was expensive, and human life was the cheapest.

Girls are worth more than boys, they can sell them to Fengyue places, they can give concubines to rich people, and boys of their size can only exchange for two hundred old money minted in the previous dynasty.

The old man paid twenty taels of silver and took only one with him.

That night, the family stewed meat, he and his sister were so happy, but his father and mother were sad.

For many years after that, he couldn't believe even a small good thing that had happened to him, and he didn't dare to laugh or laugh.

I'm afraid that the next moment will turn into a nightmare.

The next day someone came to the house, a tall and thin man.

The man has a pair of hands like eagle claws.

The first time he saw those hands, he thought that if those hands caught a man's arm, he would be able to tear off man's flesh like an eagle's claw.

Children are still too naïve.

What is a hand that can tear flesh apart? The man grabbed his arm, and with a slight force, his forearm detached from his body.

Ah Niang hugged him and cried, saying that he really couldn't support him, and the broker said that Ah Qing would become a peerless archer in the world, and there was one left that could not be left to others, blocking his way.

Only then did he realize that it was all negotiated.

The old man left two people's money, and he bought him too, and he left life and death to him.

That old man is called Lei Yin.

***

The medicine is decoctioned.

Shui Sheng stepped barefoot on the plank, bent down into the cabin, skillfully lifted the medicine pot, filtered the slag and divided the soup, and put the freshly peeled lotus seeds on several cases.

"Lotus seeds go to the heart fire, Xue Gongzi taste it?" She smiled softly, like the spring water in the south of the Yangtze River in March.

Qian Yuyi took the soup bowl handed by Shui Sheng and smiled slightly: "It's your own ability." It's just that with my current power, I can't protect you. You killed Lei Yin, and you can't use a bow again. ”

The heat of the medicinal soup came up, and the slightly gloomy eyebrows were pasted, and only the voice was heard, which was kind.

Xue Feng knew that Qian Yuyi was in trouble.

His parents spoil their son, but Qian Yuyi's father prefers the elder to the young.

Before Qian Yuyi was born, his father, Qian Wanxing, the leader of the Wanxing Gang, already had an eight-room concubine in front of him, and gave birth to nine sons to him, plus those born outside, he had a total of twelve brothers.

His mother was not good at competing for favors, and she was not a temperamental person, and in the first two years of giving birth to him, she was not in good health because she was depressed all day.

Therefore, he was frail from an early age.

Children from different families have different sufferings. The Qian family is not short of food and clothing, but Qian Yuyi's life is also very difficult.

Until these years, his brothers died one after another, crazy and crazy, and there were few left. Only then did Qian Yuyi notice this youngest son, and occasionally asked him about his health and schoolwork.

“…… It doesn't have to be that way. Qian Yuyi groaned:

"It's not easy for you to practice the bow with your left hand, and it's a pity that it's so wasted. I have found out that it was Qian Yu, the palace master of the Tianzi Palace of the Ming Palace, who killed your brother Xue Qing, and it was their palace master and the sixth son of the Chang'an Jin family, Jin Yanchen, who beat your brother to a serious injury and caused him to be killed, do you have any intention of avenging him? ”

"Not really."

After being silent for a long time, Xue Feng responded.

When Xue Qing embarked on this path, he should have known that sooner or later he would be killed. None of the killing roads paved with white bones are the way back.

About three or four years later, Xue Qing sent a sum of money to his home, and asked someone to bring a message, saying that he had too many enemies and asked them to find another place to settle down and buy a house.

That sum of money was really rich, enough for them to buy a land and a house anywhere outside their hometown, and live in abundance for a lifetime.

Father and mother were overjoyed, and said that they had seen that their children had a future. No one remembers the pain of his broken arm.

It was also from that time that he broke off the idea of family and blood.

"Can you tell me the truth?"

It can be seen that Qian Yuyi is very satisfied with this answer. His gloomy eyebrows stretched, took the tea soup handed by Shui Sheng and rinsed his mouth, and smiled casually:

"If that's the case, I'll send you to the Ming Palace in a few days. When people were being hired there, it was the life of Mumen's sworn enemy, Lei Yin, and it was your surrender to Jinliuna. ”

Xue Feng had no objection to this arrangement. He knew that Qian Wanxing had always been subservient to Mu Cangping, and he had always been submissive to Mu Cangping, and it was too risky for Qian Yuyi to leave him in the Wanxing Gang.

"It's all up to Mr. Qian's arrangement."

Qian Yu snorted one by one and handed over the porcelain plate containing snow lotus seeds.

Xue Feng was embarrassed and twisted a few.

Qian Yuyi continued to dip lotus seeds in honey and eat, and said slowly: "I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, my power is too thin now, and I still have to rely on this sixth son of the Jin family in many aspects." If you disobey what you say today, and cause me any trouble... You know, I've never been a soft-hearted person. ”

Of course Xue Feng knew.

In the past few years, several of Qian Yuyi's brothers have died or gone crazy, and other brothers have been charged.

No one ever doubted him, because Qian Yuichi in front of him always looked kind and timid, and he looked really weak.

The weakness on the surface is not really weak, it is precisely the deepest city of a person.

"Xue Feng understands."

[Qian Wanxing] Volume 3: 13 chapters of weakness;