The blue sky is like a wash, and there is no end to it.

This is the boundless land of mountains and forests, only to see the forest is lush and green, the giant trees are towering, the flowers and plants are everywhere, a gust of breeze blows, the green waves are like the sea, the beautiful scenery is picturesque, it is refreshing and pleasant. The small mountain village not far away is faintly visible, as if it is time for a meal, and a few wisps of cooking smoke rise slightly at an angle, which is quiet and peaceful.

In the forest...

"Hey~ha~"

But at this moment, several loud shouts were clear in the ears, and the voice sounded a little green, and I saw a young man in a cloth shirt holding a wooden spear, looking no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, with a tall and tall body, a serious face, standing in front of a vigorous and stout old tree.

With his back slightly bent and his arm muscles tense, the boy kept stabbing forward with his spear, back and forth just a few repetitions, simple but sharp.

The young man was already sweating profusely, and he shouted a few times from time to time to lift his spirits.

The thick and hard trunk of the old tree has been added to a new deep pit due to the continuous spikes, plus the previous "waste pit", there are more than a dozen pits caused by spikes on the whole tree, which can be described as scarred.

Not only that, but looking at the big trees around the teenager, there are not a few such traumas, which are obviously the result of accumulation.

“498～499～500！”

Silently reciting the number of spear thrusts in his heart, the young man suddenly stopped moving, it seemed that the exercise was over, he walked a few steps forward with the spear, leaned against the big tree and rested quietly, the young man relaxed, the arm muscles were still trembling slightly, his whole body was steaming, and his chest and back were wet with sweat.

Leaning against the tree, he picked up the kettle he was carrying, opened it and took a sip, moistening his thirsty lips and throat, and exhaling a deep breath of turbidity.

The young man looked up at the sky and saw that it was already a little dark, and saw a few wisps of cooking smoke rising from the village in the distance, and thought to himself, "It's really not early, we have to hurry back to the village, if you don't go back, the old man should scold again, let's go and see how today's harvest is."

After resting like this for a while, feeling that his strength had recovered a lot, the young man straightened up and strode to the trap pit that had been dug earlier with his spear in hand.

I saw a fat hare lying at the bottom of the pit, covered in brownish-gray fur, one of the hind legs was bloody and fleshy, and it lost the ability to escape, and it was very vigilant, and I saw that the limbs of the person who came were still struggling and moving.

"Good fellow, it seems that I am lucky today, I have meat to eat at night" The young man thought happily, but the spear in his hand suddenly stabbed out without hesitation!

This spear is extremely fast and ruthless, and it is obvious that the previous hard training is not child's play. The sharp iron spearhead easily pierced the soft fur of the hare, digging deep into the flesh, and the tip of the spear even pierced through the rabbit into the soil beneath it, which was terrifying.

Packing up his things, carrying a spear with a deadly hare strung on it, the young man returned leisurely in the direction of the village, and the good harvest made him happy, with a smile on his face, and even his steps seemed to be a little brisk.

After a short walk, the village was close in front of him, and there were many villagers on the road ahead, either carrying a lot of prey in their hands or shoulders, obviously adult men who had returned from hunting. They greeted the people around them and bragged to each other about today's hunt, and the scene was extremely lively for a while.

One of the big men had a bear on his back, his muscles were bulging, his arms were almost the thickness of ordinary people's thighs, and his wide coarse linen clothes could hardly hide his huge and majestic body, followed by several people carrying a huge bear blind man, which attracted attention, and other villagers on the road turned their heads to look.

He glanced back, happened to see the young man walking, stopped, greeted the person next to him, turned around and walked this way.

Before he could get closer, a smile appeared on the big man's face, his mouth grinned, and he slapped the young man on the shoulder, and his voice was like thunder, "Pang Yuan, are you going to practice guns in the forest again?

The young man, that is, Pang Yuan, was shocked by this slap, grinned at the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I said Uncle Lin, can we try not to do anything next time we meet and say hello, your hand is too strong! Besides, I practiced this spear, not a gun."

"You kid!" Uncle Lin glared, and then looked at Pang Yuan walking slowly, "Hurry up, keep up with the team, go back to the village, don't mother-in-law."

After speaking, Uncle Lin turned around and strode away, rushing towards the previous team, wondering in his heart as he walked, and muttered secretly, "What kind of spear does this kid Pang Yuan say, this spear, this spear, doesn't it all look the same......"

On the other side, Pang Yuan saw that it was getting late, so he quickened his pace slightly, and it didn't take long for him to walk to the familiar village entrance.

At this time, I saw a round head suddenly poking out from the gate of the village, and he couldn't stop looking around, looking a little sneaky.

When Pang Yuan saw this, his heart tightened violently, and he couldn't help but stop his marching steps and suddenly shouted.

"Who!