Chapter 12: Leaving the Village

Take another look at his current attributes:

【Wei Feng】

[Main Class: Star Arrow]

[Level: Lv1]

[Power: 1.93]

[Constitution: 1.98]

[Coordinated: 2.13]

[Spirit: 2.85]

[Skill: Precision (Passive)]

[Talent: Demonic Rain (Engraved Rune 0)]

Wei Feng has two skill trees, one is a class skill tree, which corresponds to his [Star Demon Arrow] class, and the other is a general skill tree.

The 1 skill point he gains after becoming a professional is added to [Precision (Passive)], which is a passive skill in his class skill tree, which is used to increase the hit, damage, and critical hit chance of bow weapons.

[Star Arrow] This profession is more extreme, the only designated weapon is the longbow, almost all active skills have to rely on the bow and arrow to release, if Wei Feng can't shoot accurately, then these skills are in vain, so the precision skills of the profession must be learned first.

In his previous life, he was just a hobby for archery, and his results in the archery club were average, and he practiced more at the 30-meter target, with a target rate of more than 95%, and the standard 70-meter target was a little casual, and he could barely achieve half of the hits.

As for the bull's-eye, he is just an office worker, and as a hobby, he is not paranoid enough to hit the bull's-eye.

However, since he pointed out the [Precision (Passive)] skill, a feeling of commanding the bow and arrow like an arm rushed into his mind, and he suddenly developed the confidence that he could hit every shot.

But Wei Feng also held his breath, since he became a professional, he had never tried it once, and spent three days as if nothing had happened.

Now that Zhai Zhiming is leaving, he will also embark on the journey to Tianyang City, the capital of Jiang State, and start his journey to the Academy Palace, all he can rely on is this hand archery.

Wei Feng took out the prepared rabbit porridge and divided it into two bowls, one bowl was his own, and the other bowl was given to Canggou.

"Later, after dinner, go pack up your belongings, take away everything that should be taken away, and let's prepare to go on a long trip."

"Huh?"

"Far away, we are now in the southwest corner of Jiang Country, and further west is the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains, and we are going to the northeast to the capital Tianyang."

"Huh?"

"Don't keep worrying about rabbit meat, there are delicacies all over the world, think about the sugar gourd you eat in Sanglin County, isn't it also delicious."

"Woo~"

"What's the hurry, finish breakfast first, the mountains are high and the road is long, and you can only go on the road when you are full."

After hearing this, the frequency of the little tongue licking the porridge increased a little faster, and Wei Feng couldn't help but laugh when he watched its movements, thinking in his heart how good it would be if the Canggou could keep it as it is now.

After dinner, the two began to pack their luggage, Wei Feng's luggage was very simple, a change of clothes, a water bladder, and smoked rabbit meat.

Canggou's was even simpler, with only a small purse hanging around his neck, which Wei Feng had sewn for him, and which contained all the money of the two of them.

Since Wei Feng took Canggou to buy a string of sugar gourds in Sanglin County a few months ago, Canggou understood the value of money, and when he returned home, he immediately put all the copper plates and broken silver in the corner of his small bed, and counted them every day before going to bed.

Wei Feng has a talent for demon mist and rain, as long as it is a rainy day, as long as it is within the scope of his control, there is no money that can escape his perception, every time he goes to the county seat to spend these years, his savings will be a few points more, and over time, there are dozens of taels of silver deposits.

According to the price of Sanglin County, a bucket of rice sells for 80 Wen, a bucket is about six kilograms in the previous life, a catty of meat is about 50 Wen, a catty of salt is 50 Wen, and cakes, buns and the like are only 2 or 3 Wen.

The small rich family in the county has three meals a day, according to two dishes and one soup, if you add all the firewood, salt, oil, rice and noodles, vegetables, meat, etc., 170 Wen can be very decent.

Therefore, a few dozen taels of broken silver are completely sufficient if they are only used to solve the problem of eating and drinking along the way, and Wei Feng's savings have always only increased.

Wei Feng only put a small amount of rabbit jerky in his bag, and the rest in his hand, and then glanced at the figures he had pinched out over the years, then locked the courtyard door and walked towards the village.

There are three families closest to Wei Feng's small courtyard in the north of the village, and one of them is inhabited by an elderly couple.

Their only son went to the county seat a few years ago and never came back, and the old couple went to the city to inquire many times but to no avail, but despite this, the old couple would still go into the city to inquire door to door, until they were unable to walk in the past two years.

The two old men had given a lot of help to Wei Feng when he first moved to the north of the village, so that he was not so sad during the most difficult time period, and since he had the ability to hunt, they sent some meat to the old couple every once in a while.

Wei Feng walked to the gate of the courtyard and slapped the courtyard door hard, the wooden door made a dull sound, the old couple was old, and their ears were not very good, so it was so.

"Who?" An old voice came from the courtyard, and he waited for a few breaths before he heard footsteps slowly approaching.

"Aunt Chen, it's me." Wei Feng said loudly.

"Xiaofeng, come in and sit, come in and sit." An elderly woman opened the courtyard door, and saw Wei Feng standing outside the door, and hurriedly beckoned inside, her wrinkled face drooped, and she couldn't make too complicated expressions, but she could still see the joy in it.

"Auntie, I won't go in, I have to hurry, a few days ago my relatives in Sanglin County sent a letter, asking me to go to the school palace to study, I'm afraid I won't be able to continue to come to deliver meat to you in the future." Wei Feng declined the old man's enthusiasm, and just handed over the jerky he was carrying.

The old man grew up in Moshi Village, and the farthest place he has been to is Sanglin County, Wei Feng said that she didn't know if it was far away, but fortunately she said Sanglin County.

Aunt Chen habitually took the rabbit jerky, thinking about a few polite words, but suddenly reacted to the content of Wei Feng's words, and said busily: "Study well, only by going to the city to study can you have a future, and you can also settle down in Sanglin County in the future, which is much stronger than this village." ”

"Why don't you really come in and sit down?" Aunt Chen was a little speechless and stopped.

"Auntie, I won't go in, I can rest early when I get to the city earlier, don't worry, I will help you inquire about Brother Gou'er when I arrive in Sanglin County." chuckled, how could he not know what the old man wanted to say, the dog was the missing son of Aunt Chen.

"That's good, that's good, then I won't delay you, you can get on the road quickly." Aunt Chen was obviously relieved.

Wei Feng waved goodbye, and left Moshi Village, where he had lived for more than ten years, without looking back.

In the early morning, it suddenly began to drizzle in Moshi Village, which was originally a sunny day, and the sound of the rain seemed to echo with the laughter of young people and the "whining" sound of the dog Yinghe.