While walking, Luo Jiang suddenly said: "Ling, I spent a lot of money to buy a bow, will it be useless?"

He really didn't believe how lethal he could be with such a weak bow.

"What do you know, how much do you know about bows and arrows?" the Rhombic Demon scoffed.

"I don't know how to do it. ”

Luo Jiang was hit back, "I know that Dao archery is one of the six arts of etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics, and it used to be assessed in scientific examinations, but it was later abolished." Shooting is a kind of self-cultivation, cultivating the gentleman's demeanor of the skill, 'the gentleman has nothing to fight, will also shoot, and rise, down and drink, its contention is also a gentleman.' ’”

Ling Demon stared at Luo Jiang with a funny expression, "You are trying to cover up your ignorance and recite poems and poems." Don't talk about these useless things, can you learn to use a bow and arrow?"

Luo Jiang stopped fighting.

Ling Demon said as if showing off: "The bow and arrow is originally a first-class and first-class good way to practice strength, and every time you open the bow, it is equivalent to twisting, twisting, twisting, and shaking the muscles and flesh of the whole body." Come to think of it, it's much better than you can dance with a stick, right? Especially when you practice tendons, opening a bow is the most effective. And the prey you hit can also replenish your body, which is a double win, and if you are lucky, you can also pick herbs, which is a virtuous circle. ...... The demon lord left you a piece of gold cake earlier, which was used to buy a bow, so be wise. ”

Luo Jiang finally understood why the Ling Demon was so kind, he had a golden cake left for himself last time, but he also had a little more confidence in the Ling Demon, it seems that all the plans are in his heart, although he usually does not have the slightest self-confidence.

After passing the intersection of three streets, Luo Jiang did not stop at all.

Ling Demon said in surprise: "Are you going back now, don't you want to see your little girlfriend?"

The "little girlfriend" in the mouth of the Ling Demon was naturally Su Mo, and Luo Jiang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked back with a bow and arrow.

Back on the mountain, the Ling Demon did not let Luo Jiang enter the mountain immediately, but asked him to practice his head first, although it was impossible for him to hit every shot, but he always had to have some score.

"How do you practice this?" Luo Jiang asked.

"Hook the thumb on the string, press the thumb with the index and middle fingers, and hook the string with the right hand. Hold the bow in the left hand, hold the arrow in the right hand, pull the string straight back with the right hand, and the arrow is in the center of the bow body, and the junction is level with the line of sight...... "The head of the Ling Demon is the Tao, and it seems that he really understands."

Luo Jiang silently remembered and put a pigskin ring on the thumb of his right hand. This thing is called "choice", which is to protect the fingers, and the material is cowhide and pigskin, as well as bone and jade, the latter is expensive, and Luo Jiang can only choose the skin.

Wearing the ring, Luo Jiang hooked the strings, and did it according to the method of Professor Ling Demon, although he was dull, but he did nothing wrong.

Ling Demon was noncommittal, and said, "You can practice by yourself, you will have natural experience if you shoot too much", and then fell silent.

Luo Jiang's arm exerted force, and sure enough, as the Ling Demon said, the muscles and tendons of the whole body seemed to be pulled apart, just like a slowly opening bow.

With his current strength, it was too reluctant to pull the sixty-pound bow into a full moon, his arms trembled, he took a deep breath, his eyes were fixed, his thumb was released, and the arrow shot towards a tree twenty steps ahead with a "whoosh".

Syllable!

The arrows flew off the bowstring, the shaft grinded on the hand holding the bow, and the feathers at the end of the arrow shaved to the cheek.

Luo Jiang looked at the back of his red hand, touched his hot cheeks, and said angrily: "Ling Demon, did you deliberately not say it?" (It's not that Luo Jiang is stupid, this is a common mistake made by novices.) ）

Looking up at the tree that was being shot at, there was a man in the tree, and a rabbit was knocked unconscious, but the arrow did not hit, not by a little.

"It's not inexperienced...... Need to practice more. Luo Jiang's face was panicked for a while, and he fired his bow and arrow again.

......

The next day, Luo Jiang was finally about to set off. It was the first time he had gone into the mountains and carefully sorted out his belongings.

He carried a small basket behind his back, which was to hold the herbs that could be collected, and at this time there was the rusty ring knife in it, but it was specially polished, and the blade was shining, although the blade was still rusty. With a bow and arrows on his shoulders, a quiver and a kettle on his waist, he looked like an old hunter.

Descending from the mountain to the halfway point of the mountain, following a deep trail, and then entering the forest.

In the mountains and forests, it is a different scene from outside, very quiet, you can only hear the birdsong overhead, the sun shines through the gaps between the leaves, the soft grass is under your feet, and the air is not as hot as outside.

However, Luo Jiang walked cautiously, and his palms were already sweating. You know, this is not an ordinary forest, but a mountain, which is full of unknown dangers.

"There. ”

The Ling Demon suddenly reminded Luo Jiang in Zhihai, "On the right hand, take fifteen steps forward, and the small yellow flower will be plucked off with the rhizome." ”

"It's good. Luo Jiang stepped forward according to his words, took out the ring knife from the basket behind his back, dug out the small yellow flowers with the soil like a shovel, and then carefully peeled off the soil, leaving a complete rhizome, "Ling, what is this?"

Ling Demon said: "It's called Huang Sunflower, and it's an ordinary medicinal herb that replenishes vitality. For people who have just recovered from a serious illness, it is best to stew porridge with yellow sunflowers. ”

Luo Jiang carefully remembered the characteristics and medicinal effects of Huang Sunflower, and then put it in the basket behind him.

It didn't take long to walk again.

"There, on the left-hand side, eight steps forward, something with green leaves. The Rhombic Demon reminded again.

Luo Jiang stepped forward and saw that it was a grassy leaf plant that was one and a half feet high, with some irregular knot-shaped clumps on it, squatting down, and immediately smelled a strong aroma.

"Scrap wood boy, this time I was reckless, I will pay attention in the future. It's non-toxic, and if it's something poisonous, you smell the smell and you're already down. There are some highly poisonous things, although the smell can only be emitted within a radius of two steps, but if it enters the range of two steps, it will immediately turn into a puddle of pus. ”

When Luo Jiang heard this, he suddenly felt palpitations.

Ling Demon admonished: "This is Chuanxiong, his rhizome is very developed, but the medicinal use is mainly the clumping on the top, the root is not very useful, just pull it out directly." Chuanxiong can invigorate blood and relieve pain, and is usually used to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, which is now suitable for you. ”

Luo Jiang carefully remembered the reminder of the Ling Demon again, as well as the characteristics of Chuanxiong, a medicinal material, and suddenly felt that the Ling Demon was simply a knowledgeable demon who knew everything.

He simply followed an old doctor to collect medicine, and he was extremely experienced.

"Do you worship the demon lord very much. The Ling Demon suddenly laughed wildly in the sea of knowledge, and the worship that Luo Jiang had finally gathered was wiped out.

It's a Derse.