Chapter Ninety-Three: The Hunt
For seven days in a row, Yang Qifeng did not go out except for the necessary going to the martial arts arena to learn Pan's boxing, and he huddled in his room and began to practice Bull Demon Powerful Boxing.
Moving the large piece of meat on his body, Yang Qifeng finally felt that his body had gotten rid of his emaciation, but there was still a distance from being strong, but it was much better than seven days ago, and the lack of consumption was also extremely amazing.
Huangliang wine replenishes qi and blood, solidifies the foundation and cultivates the yuan, the effect is still good, the value is far above Misu wine, Pan Long's family allocates resources for a month, and there is nothing left to buy an altar, you must know that Pan Long is cultivated as a martial artist, and it is even expected to impact the innate martial artist in the future, and the resources allocated in the clan are quite a lot, which has been compared with ordinary martial artists.
Taking a deep breath, he slowly exhaled miscellaneous gas, pulled the half-stone bowstring with one hand, the arm muscles were accompanied by a strong bulge, the green tendons tightened, he pulled it into a full moon, and then his hand was loosened, the bowstring buzzed, the bowstring continued to tremble, he pulled the bowstring again and pulled it into a full moon, three or four times in a row, he put the half-stone bow in his hand on the table, it was not that he couldn't do anything, but the half-stone bow continued to open the bow was almost to the limit of what he could bear, and the half-stone bow would be broken by him if he continued to pull.
Now it is poor and white, of course, to save the use, this half-stone bow he also has to hunt, the half-stone bow has been able to open the bow continuously, and the one-stone bow can also be tried, but it is more laborious to use, and the hunting is not as effective as the half-stone bow, but Yang Qifeng still put away the one-stone bow, straddled his body with the half-stone bow, and began to prepare the arrows, he planned to enter the mountains to hunt.
Yesterday just finished learning Pan Jiaquan, it will take two days before the next professor, this time is enough for him to move freely, his family is too poor, how Pan Long knows the details, if he alone has already taken out a piece of things in his own space to sell them to improve his own conditions, but it can't be regarded as a family heirloom, it can also be obtained from the mountains as an adventure, so this mountain hunting is a must.
Received the altar Misu wine into the space, this Misu wine is the top grade Misu wine, and the lower Misu wine is too serious to use, and it is not too good to use at all, Yang Qifeng took about seven days to use the jar of Misu wine, cleaned up and walked out of the door, closed the wooden door tightly, and strode towards the outside of Panjiazhuang.
In ancient society, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to draft water, the northwest direction of Panjiazhuang is a continuous mountain, Panjiazhuang was established at the foot of the mountain, naturally there is no shortage of people who go into the mountains to hunt, there are many people in the mountains every day to hunt, Yang Qifeng went out a little late, this time there are no Orions into the mountains, and he does not plan to team up with other Orions, so although it is safe, it is not in line with his situation, he has too many secrets, especially he needs a large number of prey to replenish his vitality.
It's safe to team up with other Orions, but the scarcity of harvests can't satisfy him, especially to get an adventure to get a treasure, which requires one person to complete.
The scorching sun hung high in the sky, the heat wave was rolling, the sultry weather was a lot cooler when he walked into the mountains and forests, the dazzling light of the road was blocked by the lush branches and leaves, the trees were luxuriant, he began to walk towards the mountain along a path, the half-stone bow had been held in his hand, he watched the six roads and listened to all directions, watching all the movements in the mountains and forests.
The grass in front of him kept stirring, looking at a gray hare coming out of the grass, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, he made a series of actions with a bow and arrows, the arrow cut through the air, swish, but it had already hit the hare, the hare fell to the ground at once, the blood continued to flow along the arrow, the luster in the hare's eyes gradually began to fade, when Yang Qifeng walked to the hare, the hare was already dead and could not die anymore.
This is a good start, he just walked into the mountains that is more than half an hour to have this harvest, thanks to his rich experience, he has not once or twice hunted in the mountains, he has done many things in his career as a reincarnation, and he is proficient in survival in the wild.
He found a vacant lot, took out the firewood knife on his waist and trimmed the branches and weeds, and went to find some dry firewood, and directly began to deal with the hares, these days all he eats is green vegetables and rice, and even the oil is not much, it is a little better than boiled vegetables, he can't wait to open the meat directly, this hare also has three or four catties, and it is enough for him to eat.
Dispose of the internal organs, he began to make a fire to barbecue the hare, he continued to take out all kinds of spices from the space, these things used to cost value points, but with him getting free to carry things, some basic things he prepared sufficiently, the hare became his belly meal, a full meal, Yang Qifeng was comfortable, like eating an ice cream in the hot summer.
I looked at the sky, now it is still very early from the sunset, just past noon, at most it is a little more, he dealt with the traces of the fire, took the half-stone bow and continued to walk towards the mountains and forests, the night is not going to Panjiazhuang, but in the mountains to spend the day, in the afternoon he harvested a lot, successfully hunted a pheasant, with food he does not plan to continue to hunt prey, he has not forgotten his purpose, is to practice rather than hunt.
Since the cultivation of the Bull Demon Powerful Fist, his appetite began to more than double, a three- or four-pound pheasant he can eat alone, after a Bull Demon Powerful Fist practice, he looked at the sky, such as today the color began to darken, about to enter the night, he needed to find a place to spend the night, carrying the pheasant and began to look for it, there were dangers everywhere in the mountains and forests, suddenly Yang Qifeng stopped his pace, he quietly looked at the traces on the ground, this is a kind of animal footprints.
And the other party is not small in size, can clearly leave traces on the ground, which requires a certain weight, which indicates that there are large animals nearby, the constant judgment of various animals in his mind, and finally he locked this is the footprints of the bear, the traces are not so clear, but he hunted the bear, the habits of the bear are not unfamiliar, the bear is a large animal, no matter what kind of bear, there is a certain danger, even if it is a giant panda, there is no problem at all to bite off the bones of people.
There are bears, which are destined to be unpeaceful.