Chapter 6 Peasant Woman's Mountain Spring A Little Field (Sweet)

"Fighting with the sky is trembling; fighting with beasts is full of blood; fighting with people is full of joy."

It is a kind of pain to survive in war years. It is a kind of sadness to live in a peaceful era. It is a kind of sadness of being submerged and birds being kept in captivity. Every man always has some violent factors and some heroic plots. This mentality, which is not about cultural upbringing and social form, is probably an instinct of human beings as animals.

The night was also hot-blooded, eager to release and kill. But sadly, he is still very vulnerable now. And the upcoming survival crisis also forced him to throw away all his distractions and race against time to improve his own force.

After the bow and arms were finished, everyone returned to the banyan tree. Jietian found something similar to resin paint and applied it evenly to the bow. The night nodded, which is a good way to prevent moisture.

I'm afraid it's not easy to find the bow string. The night Chao Jietian asked, "Is there any ready-made bow string?"

Jietian snapped his finger, and Hawke was surprised. He gently moved into the shade of the tree and picked up the neck of the rice. This little thing is sleeping in a daze and being controlled by others. He only cares about kicking his legs, like a poor chicken.

"Brother, it depends on whether you are willing to give up?" Jietian said, stretched out his finger and poked the back of the cabbage's neck, pulling it all the way to the end.

The night understands what he means, but it's too short.

Jietian returned to his wooden house and pulled out a translucent thin silk thread, which was a wind wolf tendon. Back to the night, he took the bow arm and fastened the bow string.

The night was full of joy. I took the bow and tried it, and it could be full.

Jie Tian's expression became serious, and he suddenly said a word: "'A bow and an arrow can be as far as far as you can." The bow is the first. If there is no combination of arrows, it will not become a weapon.

It's not troublesome to make arrows, but the key lies in the materials. Another key part is the "arrow feather", which is generally dominated by goose feathers and goose hard hairs. If the weather is dry, duck feathers and chicken feathers should be able to make do with it.

Jietian only mentioned it for a moment and continued to talk about the rest of the arrow: "The arrow is mainly divided into four parts: cluster, rod, feather, and arrowhead. Arrowhead, arrow. The most common combat part of the arrow is the metal three-winged three-tailed cluster. The pole can be made of bamboo or wood. The tangle is a groove in the tail of the arrow so that it can fit on the bow string.

Jietian took out an arrow, unscrewed the arrow and said, "This arrow is custom-made. The arrow is hollow and hidden mystery. Poisons and anesthetics can be filled in to enhance the power.

It is said that the husband is scheming, which really makes sense. The words are sven, but they are insidious.

Qingyue took out a bundle of arrowwood from the house.

Jietian pulled out one from the arrow wood, handed it to the night, and explained, "We usually use this shrub as an arrow. The branches are slender and long, and the texture is relatively tough, which is suitable as a quiver." He pointed to the root of the arrow tree and continued to say, "The most amazing thing is that each arrow tree has a thick rhizome at the root. This kind of rhizome is heavy and hard, and it is a natural arrow.

The production technology of arrows is average, and the difficulty is not high, but it takes some water grinding time. After dinner, everyone lit a bonfire and made more than 20 simple wooden arrows.

Qingyue found the python skin again and made two javelin bags, three sets of belts, and eight quiver bags.

According to the past, it is time to turn off the lights and go to bed. But today, everyone is worried and it is difficult to fall asleep. There was an arrow in the night's hand. Seeing that everyone was depressed, he didn't know how to comfort him. On the contrary, I had a lot of questions, so I mentioned it: "Who can tell me how I got here?"

Qingyue is thinking about something and has no intention to pay attention to it. Hawke said, "Scavenger! You picked it up."

Hawke doesn't know what the outside world is like, but explains that each of them has a basic right - scavenging. But the interval may be a little long, about once every four to five years. Every time you sign up through the system, you can change a body into a metal giant 5 meters high, and then be put into a strange environment to search for valuable items.

The night was discovered by Qingyue in the last scavenging. They can't take it directly to the garden. They also waited for a long time before the system sent the night. He is not very clear about the process.

"Do you know your identity?" The monkey smiled with a hippie smile, "Hey, slave, sister Qingyue's slave."

"Bah," the night is not polite at all. For these ignorant teenagers, there is no intrigue.

"Monkey," the night did not have the slightest awareness of respecting the teacher, and directly clicked the nickname of Jietian, "Is there no adult here? Where does your family live?

Jie Tian shook his head blankly and couldn't answer.

The orange flame swings gently with the night wind. There are stars in the sky, and there are "chiw" insects in the ears.

Silence for a long time.

"Maybe we can see it through the [Road to Elimination]!" Jietian said uncertainly.

"It's getting late," Qingyue interrupted several people's nonsense. "Prepare to rest, little brother, you have to exercise your skills early tomorrow morning. Just now, Hawke proposed a training method. My sister thought it was good, so she answered it. Don't complain. It's all for your own good.

Qingyue said with an unbearable expression.

In the dark, I didn't see it in the night, and I was secretly grateful. In any case, he didn't expect that honest people also had a treacherous side. Hawke's foodie tricked him hard.

The bonfire is extinguished, the morning sun lights up the morning fog, and a new day begins.

Holding a bamboo bow and a bag of arrows on his back, the night signaled that he was ready and waited for Hawke's order.

"Twenty feet away, one in ten arrows, one bowl of rice. Five out of ten arrows, two bowls of rice. Eight out of ten arrows, three bowls. Ninety-four bowls of ten arrows, ten bowls in all. Hawk said, pointing to the thatched target in the distance.

The rake is only the size of a human head. It is said that the rake comes from the Qingyue.

Qingyue believes that it is very appropriate to make the arrow target the size of a rabbit. Because the first target of the night is a rabbit. In order to simulate the rabbit movement, he also used a mountain vine to hang the target on the tree, floating in the wind...

The good ideas linked to eating come from Hawke. Starting from his own characteristics, he made special training requirements for the night with himself and others. Seeing the night with a squeaky face, this guy was very proud.

After this fucking suggestion was put forward, the little monkey searched overnight and quickly searched all the food inside and outside the house and hid it. Looking back and forth several times at night, I saw that the inside and outside of the house were cleaner than the rats had visited, and even the two radishes stuffed under the bed disappeared.

Black someone is now mute and eating Huang Lian, and he can't say anything.

So, from the evening of the first day of training, the night wailing came from Xiao Queshan: "Give me some food, even if it's just a potato."

"Cut"

"There is no door"

"Go and eat the bark"

The night continued to howd, because he really felt the bark wa nod to him: "I said, the Jade Emperor, I'll give you the second brother and give me a plate of braised pork..."

Well, for many years, the night has tasted hunger again. It's a pity that the toy bow made of bamboo is not far away. If you want to hit a target 60 meters away. You have to calculate the speed of the arrow falling, and you have to calculate the wind force. The most hateful thing is that the target is still shaking. God, this thief, if there is no wind for a day, will you die?

"I'm really hungry! ......”

Poor black someone has been filled with cold water for two whole days. He tightened his python belt and had to laugh at himself: "Purper woman, mountain spring, a little field (sweet)..."