Chapter Fourteen: Hunting Beasts Near the Mountainside (1)
Seeing his granddaughter swaying non-stop, Wei Fangxun had no choice but to whisper: "It's beautiful. My Jing'er is the prettiest. In your golden year, from today on, you have to look like a girl. You can't do it casually in the future."
Just run to someone else’s house.”
The girl secretly glanced at the young man, her face turned red, she smiled shyly, and replied: "I know, Grandpa."
Wei Fangxun smiled and patted the girl's hand and said, "It's best. Come with me. Grandpa has other gifts for you."
When the girl heard that there was a gift, she immediately urged the old man to get up and walk faster, not forgetting to wave goodbye to the wind as he left.
The old man took the girl to Liu Bianshu's home.
After Wei Fangxun left, someone consciously cleaned the place and moved the gifts given to the girl at the banquet to the room one by one.
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When the grandfather and grandson came to Liu Bianshu's courtyard, Liu Bianshu was already waiting there, and beside him stood the pony brought back from outside.
As soon as Wei Jing saw the little pony, her eyes were immediately hooked, and she circled around the little pony.
"Grandpa, is this a horse? It's the same as the one in the book. Was it given to me?"
Wei Fangxun smiled and nodded, "Of course, it will be yours from now on, and you will take care of everything about it. If you don't understand anything, just ask him." After speaking, he pointed to Liu Bianshu.
Wei Jing said without looking back: "Well, I will make it tall and strong, just like in the book. It can travel thousands of miles a day. Uncle Liu, I will trouble you more in the future." He began to look forward to the days of raising horses in the future.
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Liu Bianshu said modestly and said that he could just ask him.
After Wei Fangxun confessed a few words to Liu Bianshu, he led his reluctant granddaughter away.
After returning home, Wei Jing sorted out the gifts given by the villagers one by one and put the wooden bird hairpin on the dressing table. After washing up, she sat on the bed, holding the ring in her left hand and the hairpin in her right hand, dazed and lost in thought from time to time.
He would laugh out loud, and he would suddenly bury his face in his knees and then raise his head, all red.
Late at night, thunder flashed in the sky, and soon after, raindrops began to fall, followed by a heavy downpour.
In the following days, Feng Ziqing began to live a fixed-point and fixed-line life.
After breakfast, he would take the broken sword "Xue Feng" wrapped in cloth and go up the mountain to chop firewood. After chopping the firewood, he would go down the mountain and stay in the bamboo house to practice. He would calculate the time and get up to go home. Learned at Liu Bianshu's house
After cooking the fish, sometimes he ate the ready-made fish, and sometimes he had to go home and prepare lunch because Chen Shiye went up the mountain to hunt for animals but did not return.
After lunch, take a short rest, and then set off to Jinshan Lake to continue practicing.
After dinner, Chen Shiye will teach Feng Ziqing some simple hunting skills and hunting traps, so that Feng Ziqing can lay them anywhere when he goes up the mountain to chop firewood.
Summer wind and rain come and go quickly.
After more than half a month of this, Feng Ziqing could feel that the meridians in his body had strengthened a lot, and his strength was much stronger than before. The amount of firewood chopped up the mountain had changed from two small bundles to two large bundles. The new small energy in his body
The mansion is almost complete. It will be completed in a few days and the strength will reach a higher level by then.
On this day, Chen Shiye, who was wearing animal armor made of dwarf stone bear skin, reached out to stop the young man who was about to go out, "You brat, go and take my dagger with you. We should go hunting for animals on the mountainside."
Feng Ziqing clapped his hands. He had been looking forward to this day for a long time. He went back to the house, put the broken sword on his back, took the dagger, and handed it to Chen Shiye.
The man took the dagger and tied it to his calf. The hatchet in the animal skin sheath on his waist was already sharpened. He waved his hand and set off.
When they arrived at a nearby lake, they each took a few sips of lake water, filled their animal skin water bags, and then went up the mountain together.
During the process of going up the mountain, Chen Shiye warned as he walked, "You brat, don't be too nervous for the first time. Don't be afraid if I'm here. You can watch what I do next to you. After studying for so many days, it's time to come out and practice your skills."
Come on, hold the battle for me by the way. I'll do the big one, you the small one, just let go of your hands and feet and just do it."
"Don't worry, Uncle Chen. I've been cutting firewood for so many days on the mountain. I haven't eaten pork, but I've seen pigs running away."
In fact, Feng Ziqing had encountered it twice before, but he did not tell Chen Shiye that a boy under fourteen had faced ferocious beasts alone twice and hunted them down.
Too normal.
The first time I encountered a common little ferocious beast, it was called a dwarf stone bear. It was much smaller than an ordinary bear, had hard fur, a thick body, and moved slowly. Its fur was often used to make inner armor for military sergeants.
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He spent some effort and used a bamboo spear to confront it for a while, luring it into the dug trap. Finally, he killed it and buried it with the broken sword "Blood Peak" that was as sharp as clay. He planned to talk about it in a few days.
, Chen Shiye was shocked at that time, and he never thought that he would encounter a vicious beast again the next day.
The second time was a little more dangerous.
At that time, he had just finished cutting firewood and was about to go down the mountain to practice. Before the firewood was on his shoulders, he heard a low roar from the bushes in front of him. When he raised his eyes, he could vaguely see the figure of the ferocious beast.
He was stunned at first. Uncle Chen Shiye had talked about so many kinds of beasts before. What was this? It was similar to a wolf. It was smaller than a wolf, with a gray body and sharp teeth. There were two long tusks exposed on the forehead.
It has three tufts of white hair, vaguely resembling a king character against the gray background. There are two tails on its butt, one black and one white. There are also wounds on its body. A large piece of flesh on its back has been bitten off, and there is blood.
dripping.
Don't panic, don't panic, this won't solve any problem. After some hints in his mind, Feng Ziqing quickly took out the broken sword from the bundle of firewood. The "Blood Edge" unsheathed, cut off the wild vines bundled with the firewood, and connected with it.
Looking at each other quietly, the right hand holding the broken sword was shaking a little, and the fingers were loose and tight.
The ferocious beast opposite seemed to sense his nervousness, and there was a trace of contempt in its eyes. It slowly walked out of the bushes, licked its mouth with its scarlet tongue, bent its limbs slightly, jumped up, and bit him.
After having his first experience, Feng Ziqing leaned back as the ferocious beast passed over his head. After calming down, he quickly threw several thick firewood from the firewood pile next to him with his left hand, interrupting it.
Continuous attacks.
The ferocious beast seemed to feel that the human in front of it was in some trouble, and stood there quietly, seeming to be in a stalemate.
Feng Ziqing took the opportunity to look at the situation around him. A dozen steps behind him was a pile of dead leaves. Below was a pit, about a foot deep. There were short bamboo tips that had been buried in it. As long as the old plan was repeated, this danger could be avoided.
untie.
Feng Ziqing was not sure about killing it on flat ground, and had never tried it. Moreover, the beast was not slow, and he could easily be bitten if he made a mistake.
He adjusted his mentality, tried to relax himself, and began to slowly retreat. After taking three or four steps, the beast was still indifferent and stood still.
He snorted, quite cautious and a little smart, but this was a bit tricky. Then it tried to move a few steps left and right, but the beast didn't even respond. He looked at the broken sword inside, the cold light was cold, it was
Just be afraid of this sword.
After a moment of stalemate, he turned his eyes and looked at the stone a few steps away to his left, thinking about it.
Feng Ziqing began to move slowly to the left, and when he stepped on the stone, he fell down. Sure enough, when the ferocious beast saw it, he seized the opportunity, jumped up, and pounced on him.
He was well prepared. When he fell to the ground, he used his left hand to push his body back. It may be because the beast was injured and its speed was not as agile as expected, but even so, he could barely avoid it.
Pass.
After dodging, he quickly stood up and slashed forward with the broken sword in his right hand. The beast quickly dodged and swung his sword a few times, interrupting the beast's attack. All of them took two steps back to keep their distance.