Chapter 33: Flying Arrows in the Bamboo Forest
"Ahh
She immediately covered her mouth, for fear of waking up Xiao Nianxi in her sweet dream.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Hongdou asked.
"Sister Bean forgot the little umbrella and my little bear I gave me in the yard.." Qiao'er is pitiful.
Seeing Qiao'er's sad look when she saw pity, Xiao Hongdou really wanted to take a bite on her apple-like red face.
"Don't worry, Qiao'er's two things must be in my brother's ring. ”
"Huh?" said Qiao'er.
Xiao Hongdou resisted the urge to bite her little face, gently scratched her nose, and said, "Qiao'er, don't worry~ Brother can be careful in doing things." ”
When she finished speaking, she pursed her mouth again,
"Brother, it's fine except for a piece of wood. ”
Qiao'er chuckled, "Why does Sister Dou always like to say that Brother Nianxi is wood?"
Xiao Hongdou suddenly became old-fashioned, revealing a look of hatred for his brother who was not made of steel,
"My brother looks like a jade tree in the wind, but he is like a monk who is not close to women in his heart!"
"Ah, Brother Nianxi is a monk?" Qiao'er lost her face with an expression of disbelief.
"Anyway, I think my brother will definitely become a monk in the future. Xiao Hongdou was calm.
"Brother Nianxi, will you.. Don't like girls?" Qiao'er suddenly apprehension, and suddenly smiled.
"This, the one who knows me, is none other than Qiao'er!" With a pop, Xiao Hongdou kissed Qiao'er on the cheek.
So, there was a whispering chat between two little girls talking and laughing in the carriage.
Here, Mangwa sat in the front room with her legs wide open, looking at the boring path that could not be seen, and she was a little bored for a while.
He exhaled and said listlessly:
"Big brother, let's go at this pace, I'm afraid we will have to walk for three or four hours, and when we get out of the bamboo sea, we should have dinner." ”
"Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years. ”
In the carriage, the hook-nosed man still said this.
The baby was so bored that she put the reins on her arm for a while, and then untied them again.
When he heard the short answer of the eldest brother, he didn't dare to be angry with the eldest brother, so he had to say helplessly: "Big brother, the last time we fought with the thieves in the bamboo forest, it was a long time ago, and we didn't encounter anything unusual when we passed the bamboo sea a few times ago." You're still cautious every time. ”
"You are careful everywhere and you can win dangerously many times. But the danger only needs to win you once, and your life will be gone. ”
From the carriage came the admonition of the gutter-nosed man.
Mangwa was about to say that the eldest brother had taught her, when she suddenly heard words from the carriage,
"Mangwa, come in and rest, and I'll drive the horse. ”
As he spoke, the hook-nosed man opened the coarse curtain and bowed out. Seeing this, Mangwa smiled, excitedly handed him the reins and got into the carriage, ready to sleep.
"You are not allowed to sleep. lest you be caught off guard by thieves who may be hiding. ”
The hook-nosed man said coldly.
"Big brother.. I'll just squint for a while, no. Mangwa poked her head out of the rough curtain and asked pitifully.
"No, I can't. ”
"Then Yinhua, how can this mother-in-law sleep?" Mangwa was still unwilling.
The gutter-nosed man turned his head, and his gloomy face seemed to be able to wring out water, "Because Yinhua is a woman." ”
"Alas, listen to the eldest brother. ”
Mangwa sat down and began to be pretentious and elegant, poetically admiring the bamboo shadow that slipped past the window railing, but he racked his brains and couldn't think of a single poem against the scene. So, he sat in the carriage with a dry gaze and could not sleep, and he suddenly felt that it was better to be happier to drive a horse outside. As everyone knows, Xiao Nianxi in the front room of the back car at this moment is sleeping without scruples, not to mention the word cozy.
The hook-nosed man sat calmly, his sharp gaze constantly scanning the surroundings, for fear that the slightest movement would escape his sight.
It is said that once he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, since the three of them were taught a lesson in the bamboo forest, the hook-nosed man would become extremely alert every time he went deep into the bamboo forest. Although he has never had an accident since then, the imprint in his heart has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow and is difficult to hide.
The two carriages moved forward quietly and slowly, and the horseshoe carriages sounded in order.
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If sudden changes can be noticed, then gradual changes like boiling water are difficult to notice.
An hour passed like this.
I don't know when there will be no more insects and birds in the bamboo sea, and there will be no more snakes and rats in the bamboo leaf pile.
The sudden silence in the bamboo sea was terrifying.
Rhubarb was in the front room with his nose propped up alertly, looking around.
The little dove flew to the roof of the car, tightened its wings, and was as alert as an eagle.
Xiao Nianxi's eyes moved, opened his eyes suddenly, and sneered.
The wind is calm, and there is often a hidden murderous motive.
The hook-nosed man's eyes were like needles, and he saw the sharp wires hidden in the road ahead.
I saw him pull the reins lightly and stop the carriage, grasp the handle of the sickle behind his back, and said in a low voice:
"Mangwa, wake up Yinhua. With that, he jumped out of the carriage.
Mangwa hurriedly woke up Yinhua, and then the two jumped to the ground with axes and throwing knives respectively.
With a gloomy face, the hook-nosed man took off his scythe and came to the cold-glittering steel wire that cut the horse's legs like mud, ready to cut it.
"Whew!" rhubarb suddenly shouted.
"Huh!" a sentry arrow pierced through Ye Yuezhu and shot out viciously.
The hook-nosed man snorted coldly, spun his scythe like a stick, and sliced the arrow in half with a click.
"Where are the thieves looking for death?" said the gutter-nosed man, swinging his scythe down.
"Whistle arrows, non-stop shooting from all directions.
It seems that there are quite a few thieves, and the hook-nosed man is no longer ambiguous.
I saw that he swung his sickle with his spiritual power, and in the volley of arrows, he was flexible and free, and cut all the dense flying arrows in pieces. In the gap, the hook-nosed man's blade hung upside down, pulled the sickle upside down, and instantly cut the steel wire in half.
The arrow stopped abruptly, and the hook-nosed man didn't look back, but walked back slowly with his scythe in his hand, as if nothing had happened.
This kind of calmness can only be polished in a long period of licking the blood of the blade.
There was another roar, but this time it was a bright and dangerous red whistle arrow.
The hook-nosed man twisted his neck and slowly put away his scythe. Ignore it.
The red arrow was three feet away from him, and a throwing knife killed him.
The flying knife pierced the bamboo, the red arrow broke in half, and the sound of landing was particularly harsh.
In the bamboo forest, the sound of sorrelling suddenly sounded in a hurry.
You're pretty good. Xiao Nianxi saw everything in his eyes. He crossed his legs, gave a lazy hello, and then closed his eyes again.
The two carriages set off slowly and hit the road again.
This time, Mangwa volunteered to take the initiative to ride the horse.
Mangwa had palpitations, and kept silently thinking in her heart that the eldest brother was reliable, if the eldest brother hadn't let him rest and hadn't proposed to drive slowly... The consequences will be dire. So, after a while, Mangwa began to imagine that if she hit the tightrope headlong and overturned the horse, she would definitely be shot into a sieve by random arrows, and I am afraid that she would not know how to burp. He didn't dare to go into battle sloppily anymore, so he hurriedly learned the fiery eyes of the hook-nosed man, and his bones began to microscopicly turn his eyes.