Chapter Seventy-One: Wild Horse Trails

The thin Ah Liang also held a bow and arrow that was not much smaller than her, and followed them to practice archery on the grass every day, and ten arrow targets were erected on the vast grass, neatly lined up in a row.

Qin Yue has made great progress in archery now, and she has no interest in stationary arrow targets, but the hare that runs on the grass from time to time, and the flying eagle that skims high in the sky, she often shoots a few.

Unabashedly proud, she struck a blow to the tribesmen who had shot a crooked target, making them dare not speak out, and practiced even harder for the next few days.

Liang Jian's requirements for them are not only that, in addition to high-intensity archery training, accompanied by various physical training, the spirit of the lazy people in the past is completely different, and the obedience to Liang Jian's orders is also more habitual.

Qin Yue was dumbfounded, if it weren't for the animal skins they were wrapping around, she would still be a small team with special training, and she admired Liang Jian even more in her heart.

Because the tribe was tired from training, she was responsible for three meals a day. She also cooked a big pot of rice a few days ago, and she can handle it at the moment.

In the spring, wild vegetables grew wildly in the forest, she picked a few things and fried them in a stone pot, and there was a long-lost fragrance of vegetables between her mouths, and Qin Yue Liang Jian was satisfied. The primitive people who were accustomed to eating meat obviously couldn't adapt to it, and after eating too much a few times, they were also full of praise for wild vegetables.

The days passed in a flash, and although the accuracy of the people was insufficient, they trained under high pressure for days, and the wooden arrows they shot could hit the target nine times out of ten.

During this period, Liang Jian asked people to rub a bunch of hemp ropes, the roots were even and slender, Qin Yue noticed that there was an older person among them, named Ah Meng, who rubbed the hemp rope was particularly delicate and fast enough.

When Ah Meng made wooden tables and beds before, she also learned faster than others, and she paid attention to her mind when she thought about it.

Nowadays, although the population of the tribe is small, everything needs to be employed, and Ah Meng is ingenious and sensitive, so that he can cultivate it well.

On this day, Qin Yue sat under the eaves and taught Ah Meng to weave a thin rattan frame, turning flowers in his hands, and after a while, he made a small flower basket.

Ah Meng learned seriously, Xu knew that he was old and didn't need him for hunting, and seeing that Qin Yue had the heart to teach him, he learned meticulously.

Liang Jian took the tribesmen to the mountains to hunt in the past few days, and only Ah Liang, Ah Meng and Qin Yue were left in the tribe.

Ah Liang cut the branches, staring at the movement here, Qin Yue caught a glimpse of it, and joked with a smile, "Dedicated to two purposes, when are you going to do what you have in hand?"

She made a few toothbrushes for several people in the tribe, Ah Liang watched and wanted to learn to do it, Qin Yue taught her, who knew that the young man's heart was uncertain, and when he saw them weaving thin rattan frames, he also wanted to learn along.

Ah Liang listened, and hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at it again.

Not far away, a large pile of bark ropes were piled up, Liang Jian asked her to weave a few animal traps before leaving, she took it to heart, and saw that Ah Meng had almost learned, so she walked straight over.

The gaps in the nets were larger than those of the nets, and the corners of the nets had better be tightened, and after a little thought, she had an idea, and spent the whole day on them.

When the sun is in the west, the sky burns with endless crimson clouds, which is very beautiful.

The setting sun cast a thin halo on Qin Yue's cheeks, leaving a slender shadow on his side. Vaguely hearing the voices of people, she put down the net she had braided, stood up, and saw the group walking back with the setting sun on their backs through the gaps in the wooden fence and a few mud houses.

They were elated, and they wanted to come here to gain a lot.

When the three of them went out of the courtyard, they saw that what each of them was carrying on their shoulders and in their hands was prey with dried blood.

At night, there was another bonfire revelry.

The tribe had abundant food, more and more prey in captivity, and the two white sheep also welcomed companions, Liang Jian asked people to build another sheepfold, bleating every day to add more people to the sparsely populated tribe.

The bonfire was burning in front of him, and Liang Jian sat next to Qin Yue, quietly looking at the fire in front of him, his eyes were unfathomable.

Qin Yue looked strange, but saw that he turned his head, his eyes were facing hers, and there was an indescribable ambition hidden in her, so that she couldn't see clearly.

"Do you remember the valley we went to, the valley where we met bison and white sheep?" he asked her, interrupting her exploration.

Qin Yue came back to his senses, "Remember, what's wrong?"

"When we went hunting with Yanmu before, we accidentally met a herd of horses, but the horses were running too fast and disappeared. It was in the grassland behind that valley that we met horses, and when we went hunting there the other day, we encountered a herd of horses. I don't know if it's the same group of ponies, but I can't pass up this opportunity. ”

Liang Jian's voice was low, and her eyes were burning at her.

Qin Yue frowned, "You want to tame wild horses?"