At this time, two galloping shadows were running desperately in the same direction, alarming the birds and beasts around them in a hurry to escape in scattered manner. One was carrying a hard bow and feather arrow on his back, and the other was holding a half-person-high bamboo tube, with a pocket woven with a colored fabric on his shoulder. It looked bulging inside. Although he was wearing a pair of almost worn-out straw sandals on his feet, it did not affect his progress at all.

The two were Zhang Hu and Luo Pingyang who had made an appointment to compete in archery in the dense forest. The two did not agree on the rules of the competition. Perhaps for warm-up, the first invisible competition began quietly. Looking at the black figures strung out from the forest, Zhang Hu had already put the arrows on the strings. Perhaps he didn't expect that the black guy would dare to rush towards him. His first arrow was shot empty. At that moment, a flying sign rain like a scattered flower girl flew out from the side, but he didn't master the correct head and directly settled on the way the black shadow ran towards Zhang Hu.

The black shadow was a wild boar with black skin and thick flesh, short limbs, and a pair of sharp fangs appeared on both sides of his mouth. Looking at the figure rushing towards him like a hill, Zhang Hu actually forgot to continue pulling the bow and hit back. Perhaps he remembered some bad things and stood there in a daze.

Zhang Hu was raised by Zhang Long since he was a child. The two brothers were actually 7 or 8 years apart. The elder brother was like his father. In addition, their parents left early. When they were young, Zhang Hu was as clingy as his current nephew Xiao Shanzi. Xiao Shanzi stuck to him, and he stuck to his eldest brother Zhang Long. Like Xiao Shanzi's favorite slingshot now, it is also his favorite toy before.

Maybe his elder brother had anticipated the disaster later, or wanted his younger brother to learn something, when Zhang Hu was ten years old, he directly confiscated Zhang Hu's slingshot and handed him a small bow that could be pulled according to his strength.

"I will become a man in a few years. Don't play with some children's things every day. If something happens to me one day, you must support this home like me."

At this time, Zhang Hu was still an ungrown child. He was completely confused about Zhang Long's earnest teachings and asked quietly: "Brother, what did you give me this thing?"

"Go to hunt with me today."

Zhang Hu remembered that it was snowing heavily that day, and the mountains and fields were covered with white. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't see some white figures moving in the snow in the distance. At this time, the two brothers Zhang Hu, who were squatting beside him, had been waiting in place for a long time. Zhang Hu's mind was completely confused now. His elder brother Zhang Long had already demonstrated to him many times on the way to come, but when he saw the two snow wolf with fierce eyes and fangs, Zhang Hu could no longer remember how to pour out the arrows in his hand in the correct posture.

Just as the two snow wolves seemed to be standing up at the mane on their necks due to the uneven distribution of prey they got in their mouths, Zhang Long shot an arrow at one of the strong snow wolves. The snow wolves fell down, but the other snow wolves rushed toward the wind. Before Zhang Long could prepare for the second arrow, he had already been knocked down by the thin snow wolves. For a moment, the snow splashed the wolf howled. Zhang Hu, who was standing next to him, was so nervous that he didn't know whether he should take action to help his elder brother Zhang Long.

While Zhang Hu was still nervously watching the man and wolf fighting each other in the snow, a dark shadow slowly approached Zhang Long.

"Brother Hu, be careful behind."

It turned out that the snow wolf that was shot by Zhang Long seemed to be dead. He slowly dragged his body, which was still bleeding, towards Zhan Hu. The snow wolf had extremely resentment and unwillingness in his eyes. The terrifying aura had already scared Zhang Hu. He held up his small bow and said tremblingly: "Don't come over, don't come over, I'll shoot an arrow at you when I come over again."

When the snow wolf finally accumulated a force and jumped up with the impeachment, Zhang Long, who had dealt with the snow wolf next to him, directly knocked the snow wolf that was not completely extinct in the air. When he heard the sound of a broken bone, Zhang Hu could judge that the snow wolf that wanted to attack him was dead. In case, Zhang Long next to him inserted a three-fork into the snow wolf's body.

"Sorry, brother, am I useless?"

"No, at least you weren't scared to pee your pants, do you know? When my elder brother came out for hunting, I peed all over. At that time, in order to be afraid of being laughed at, I jumped into the cold river. I didn't realize that for many days, and I thought that thing couldn't be used."

Zhang Hu couldn't laugh at the joke of his elder brother, which was both true and false, because this experience directly overturned his expectations for future life. This is reality. If you don't have strong skills, it will not only not be able to survive in the world where people cannibalize, but it is not easy to live in the mountains and forests.

Perhaps this training directly inspired his fighting spirit. He was not decadent. After a period of time, he gradually adapted to the hunting journey with Zhang Long. His talent for bows and arrows was gradually revealed. Although he could not pass through Yang in a hundred steps, he rarely missed the small bow. It was not until the two brothers met Zhou Tong that Zhang Hu's potential was discovered one by one by Zhou Tong. Not to mention the three arrows in a row, he tried to shoot five arrows at the same time at the most terrifying time, but the effect was not very good. Zhang Hu did not continue to show that aspect, but Zhou Tong said that his disciple's ability to shoot archery is not inferior to Houyi. This pertinent judgment directly pointed out that Zhang Hu still has a lot of room for improvement.

When the wild boar running over was shot into his ear by the bamboo stick in Luo Pingyang's bamboo tube next to him, it let out a shrill howl, but this did not stop at all, but seemed to stimulate its ferocity. Perhaps it felt the earth-shaking caused by the wild boar's four hooves flying, Zhang Hu suddenly woke up, and he stretched his legs on the ground, forming a horse, taking the arrow and bent the bow, which was done in one go. When the wild boar was still more than 20 meters away, Zhang

The tiger shot out two arrows in his hand. After the two arrows hit the wild boar's eyes, the third arrow that should have taken the same time also arrived at the same time and shot into the throat of the screaming wild boar. This time, Zhang Hu did not attack the three arrows at the same time. He hit a time difference for the thick-skinned wild boar. Perhaps he expected that the wild boar would show its bloody mouth after hitting the first two arrows. This god-level prediction made Luo Pingyang next to him excited.

When the wild boar rushed over, the force of the wild boar stopped its plump body just right at Zhang Hu's feet, Luo Pingyang next to him was even more shocked. Could it be that he had calculated this? Zhang Hu seemed to understand Luo Pingyang's inner thoughts, who was standing there, touched his head, and said with lingering fear: "This is pure luck."

Luo Pingyang next to him embarrassedly took the bamboo tube back into his hand again, and said frankly: "You won this game, let's go to the next game."

"Aren't you going to have a life-and-death duel with me? How did you change your original dart with a bamboo stick?" Zhang Hu had long noticed that what Luo Pingyang shot out of the bamboo tube today was not the kind of poison dart that killed the two sentries on his side in the past. At this time, he wanted to figure it out.

"If I could shoot you with bamboo sticks, wouldn't it show my own skills?" The momentum of confidence made Zhang Hu next to him tighten the bow and arrow in his hand.

Luo Pingyang is the most powerful among the young men of the Zhuang tribe. Every time he chops firewood, he has endless strength, so he carries the most timber for exchange for money, but he brings the least money every time he brings home. Every time he sends some rice and grain to the blind mother-in-law and lame man Huang in the village. He feels that since he can't starve, he must let these people live.

On that day, after selling the timber, Luo Pingyang saw a group of people gathering on the street around a stall. The owner of the stall set up a target in the distance and placed rows of bamboo tubes at a certain distance from the target. When passers-by gave a penny of copper coins for trial play, Luo Pingyang was shocked at the time. A small arrow shot out of the bamboo tube. The man seemed to have no way to find a way, and he didn't even get the edge of the target, and ended in failure.

After Luo Pingyang sold the timber and rice, he would stay at this small stall for a while, but he would not go up to try it out because a penny could exchange for many practical things for him, and he couldn't bear to leave.

Over time, Liang Jin, the owner of the stall, also got along well with this Zhuang man. He knew that the young man was very interested in his thing, but he couldn't understand why he was really interested, so he did not tell him the tricks and techniques. After all, the Zhuang man was not very friendly to them at that time. If he caused trouble one day, he would definitely be the culprit.

Liang Jin once visited Luo Pingyang's house. This not-so-rich family got a pig from somewhere to get a pig from the water for the first time. When Luo Pingyang used all kinds of seasonings that Liang Jin had never seen before to make the fragrance of the whole pig and brushed the fat in the pot, Liang Jin couldn't help swallowing, but Luo Pingyang, who was fiddling next to him, seemed unmoved.

When the pot of swelling and oily pigs were brought up, Luo Pingyang brought two small bowls from the side and directly clamped one section in each bowl. When Liang Jin reached out to take it, Luo Pingyang smiled awkwardly and said that the two bowls were left for a blind man and a cripple man in the village, and asked Liang Jin to clamp them in the pot himself.

When Liang Jin and Luo Pingyang's family were enjoying this delicious meal, Luo Pingyang was like nothing, just scooped up a scoop of soup, and swallowed it alone with green things cooked. Liang Jin, who was beside him, looked at him not picking up a pig and went into the water, but clearly saw him swallowing constantly, Liang Jin was moved by this kind-hearted young man in Zhuang.

Then Liang Jin was curious and tried the green thing in Luo Pingyang's bowl. The thing was bitter and hard to swallow. Later, he realized that the thing was the wild bitter rucao used to feed pigs. When Liang Jin secretly followed Luo Pingyang and watched him send the remaining two bowls of pigs into the water to the blind and cripple houses in his mouth, Liang Jin had the urge to change all this silently.

The next day, Liang Jin left Luo Pingyang who wanted to leave after dusk and asked him directly: "Do you want to have pigs going to the water to eat every day in the future?"

"Brother Jin, what's wrong with you today? How can you eat pigs in the water every day? You know that I can't save a few copper coins in a month. Last time, I ate bitter rucao for many days in order to get the hanging pig in the water."

"Do you want to learn this skill of blowing? If you learn it, you will have pigs going into the water every day in the future."

"You mean..." How could the honest and honest Luo Pingyang not understand Liang Jin's implication and nodded directly like pounding garlic.

"I am the simplest type of blowing here. I will tell you what is more complicated. But before this, there was a pain that ordinary people might not be able to bear waiting for you. Are you willing to learn?"

"Brother Jin, I am willing, no matter how many difficulties I have, I am not afraid of."

In the following years, in order to exercise Luo Pingyang's lung capacity, after all, the blowing arrow was entirely due to the instant explosive force generated by the collection of lung leaves. Luo Pingyang would use a bamboo tube to suck a bucket of water every day. I don't know how long it took, but the container of water used to turn from a bucket to a water tank, while the bamboo tube in Luo Pingyang's hand became thinner and thinner.

In this way, Luo Pingyang later realized his long-cherished wish to eat pigs in the water every day. It was precisely because of this skill that he gradually got the nickname of "killing arrow" in the world. In fact, he might have come more appropriately with "killing arrow", because he could never forget the taste of pigs in the water after shooting a wild boar and tasted the taste of pigs in the water. In the next few years, he directly killed all the domestic pigs and wild boars within a radius of dozens of miles.

"Do you like to eat pigs and go into the water?" Luo Pingyang suddenly said to Zhang Hu next to him.

"you mean?"

Before Luo Pingyang could react, Zhang Hu rushed to the wild boar that had already died. Then, there was a "hi" sound of slaughtering pigs and sucking intestines in the forest. The two of them cooperated intimately and were very busy. After all, the two raised a bonfire. Luo Pingyang didn't know where to get a pot of water. He directly put the cut pigs into the pot and some wild vegetables of unknown name into the pot. Then, the strange smell of the smelly pigs in the water came.

The two of them were already impatient to put the uncooked pigs into the water and put them into their mouths with an uncooked pig. Although they were so hot that their faces were red and red, their hands did not slow down at all. When the two fought for the part close to certain parts, they couldn't help but laugh.
Chapter completed!