Rumble!

The door was slammed open, kicking up a cloud of dust.

In the last minutes of the sunset, a figure stood quietly in the courtyard, holding a pot of turbid wine, looking at the western sky.

A vast, lonely, as if the pathos of a hero's end enveloped the entire courtyard.

He couldn't help but freeze in place.

The hero is over, and that is also a hero!

'Yi', the great hero who once shot down for nine days, how could he be questioned by a mortal?

"You're finally here."

Yang Gang turned his head slowly, and when he saw the Meng in front of the door, he showed a smile of relief.

"Master, Master."

He stumbled forward, and the respectful salutation in his mouth became difficult.

"Do you blame me?"

Yang Gang turned around and smiled at Xiao Meng.

"I, I didn't. Disciple don't dare! ”

Xiao Meng bowed his head and said authentically.

"Look up."

Yang Gang's voice was full of oppression, which made Xiao Meng subconsciously raise his head and meet a pair of eyes as sharp as arrows, "As a man, as an archer, there is yes, there is no, there is no arrow, there is no turning back when you open the bow, don't you understand this truth?" ”

"What does it look like!"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, he nodded and replied, "Master, I discovered, I found ......."

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, tell me what you think."

Yang Gang seemed to see what he wanted to say, and directly named the subject.

"Yes, yes."

Xiao Meng swallowed his saliva, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "I want to know, is there nothing on the third yak hair at all." ”

"Hahahaha"

When the words fell, Yang Gang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"You—"

Xiao Meng's face sank, and he secretly clenched his fists.

At this point, is he still laughing at himself?

"You're right, I lied to you. On the third cow hair, there is nothing at all. Yang Gang laughed, laughing so much that tears flowed out, lying on the rocking chair in the courtyard and gurgling and drinking a few sips of turbid wine.

With a long 'ha' sound, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at Xiaomeng, and asked, "Do you want to know what the reason is?" ”

"Yes."

Xiao Meng straightened up and stared at Yang Gang.

"It seems that although you have seen through it, you still can't understand it."

Yang Gang seemed to be a little disappointed, shook his head and said: "Xiaomeng, you have been with me for eleven years, and I ask you now, what is the most important thing as an archer?" ”

"Strength? Archery? No, it's eyesight! ”

Xiao Meng hesitated.

"Yes, but also wrong."

Yang Gang nodded and shook his head, and said while drinking wine: "As an archer, the most important thing should be self-confidence. ”

"If the arrow is off the string, there is no return."

"The most important thing for an archer is not eyesight, but self-confidence. Only when you are absolutely confident in your own arrows can the arrows be off the string. ”

Yang Gang drunkenly kept emphasizing the word 'self-confidence', and his speech was a little upside down.

Confused as he listened, he couldn't help asking, "Why...... Want to be confident? ”

"If you are not confident, why did you shoot that arrow?"

Yang Gang sneered and said, "When your arrows are empty, when there are no arrows on your bowstring, it is the most vulnerable time for an arrow." Tell me, when your arrows can't pose a threat to the enemy, how do you respond to the enemy's attack? ”

"This ......"

Xiao Meng was speechless for a moment, and his expression gradually became a little abrupt.

"Now, got it?" Yang Gang smiled: "When you pass the second level, your eyesight has been honed to the extreme. The meaning of the third yak hair to you is not to cultivate your eyesight, but to be confident. ”

"If you don't even believe what you see, how can you be a good archer?"

"Master~~~"

Xiao Meng's heart was shocked, and he looked at the drunken Yang Gang on the recliner blankly, only feeling that he was looking at a god.

No!

He is a man of God!

Even if he has lost his divine power, even if the hero has ended, there is no one in this world, let alone his archery skills.

On the bow and arrow, he has entered the peak realm!

It's not Yi who is wrong, it's himself!

"Master, I. . . Wrong. ”

Xiao Meng pounced and knelt down in front of Yang Gang.

Bow down deeply and raise your head.

In my heart, I am no longer a little proud of my previous achievements.

"Okay, it's good if you understand, hahahaha"

Yang Gang looked at the sunset that had completely set in the sky and laughed heartily.

"Well, you're ...... Get started. ”

"Getting started?"

Xiao Meng's heart was shocked, and his head fell lower.

It turns out that you are just getting started?

"Go ahead, go back and get some rest. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you the true art of archery. Yang Gang waved his hand and motioned for Xiao Meng to leave.

"Yes, Master Xie!"

Xiao Meng was overjoyed and kowtowed on the ground a few times.

smiled at the same time as Yang Gang.

"Go, go."

Yang Gang sighed slightly, turned his head and no longer looked at Xiaomeng, but stared at the western sky, as if expecting something.

Long.

The courtyard was silent, and Xiao Meng had long since left.

In the western sky, a faint crescent moon finally slowly rose, hanging from the branches of the laurel tree in the courtyard like a bright jade pendant.

"How are you doing?"

Yang Gang looked at the moon in the sky, and a trace of longing suddenly flashed in his eyes.

——

From this day on.

Yang Gang taught his skills 'without reservation', and Na Meng really had an excellent talent for archery, and perseverance and perseverance were also very rare.

Whenever he didn't practice well, or because of his natural temperament, he would get into the tip of the horns, Yang Gang would tap his head with his fingers.

That's it.

With 20 years of hard work, Xiaomeng has become a world-famous archer, and has made a name for himself among the human race.

But whenever people mention Xiaomeng, they have to mention the Dayi who shot down for nine days......

Twenty years have passed.

Now that Xiaomeng has entered middle age, his energy has not increased because of age.

At this time, Yang Gang seemed to be about to enter his old age, his body was gradually no longer straight, and he was no longer so powerful when he opened his bow and arrows.

For the sake of the blindfolded eyes.

His own master's skills seem to be inferior to him now......

But his attitude towards himself is still the same as before, regardless of the fact that he is also a famous hero and marksman of the human race at this time, and when he encounters unhappiness, he will either beat or scold......

Finally one day.

After enduring decades of sluggishness, I finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi. Master, this is what you said...... Now that you are not as good as I am, why should you do this to me? ”

"So...... Don't blame me for being rude! ”

this day.

Yang Gang rode home from hunting, carrying arrows on his back alone.

Suddenly.

An arrow shadow flew from the forest, heading straight for Yang Gang's eyebrows, and the strong killing intent was not concealed at all.

He gave a cold glance.

Draw your bow and arrow, and a more powerful arrow will come first.

I saw two arrows collide in the air, the tip of the arrow to the tip of the arrow, the arrow of Xiao Meng fell apart, and Yang Gang's arrow instantly penetrated the void, grazing Xiao Meng's scalp and nailing it to the trunk of the tree behind him.

The trembling tail of the arrow knocked on the head of the dragon.

seems to say disdainfully: I have taught you for so many years, that's all?

'Plop'

With weak legs, he knelt down in the woods in the direction of Yang Gang, staring blankly at the figure in the distance.

The glazed gaze seemed incredulous.

I have been practicing archery for many years, and I actually ...... Defeated with one arrow?

(End of chapter)