C16

The next day, in the afternoon, I sat in the shop playing with the small, hollow porcelain piece s. My mind was thinking about the future of the Zheng Family, but I didn't expect Fan Cunlong to walk into the shop carrying two bows, worn out by the wind and the dust.

"Zheng, I'm here." He stood at the door of the shop, a little embarrassed, and greeted me. "I was stunned for a moment. When I saw him following the sound, I hurriedly stood up to welcome him." Cun Long, why did you just arrive? We have been waiting for you for a few days already, and I thought you were not planning to come out. " I looked at Fan Cunlong and shook my head with a smile.

Fan Cunlong replied shyly, "No, I took care of some family matters, and after that I had to ask Cun Hu to speak with Cangxiong and other people, so I dragged it out for a few days."

"This bow is really heavy!" Of the two bows I received from Fan Cunlong, one of them was extremely dark and heavy. One of them was inattentive and almost fell from my hand. Looking at it in astonishment, it seemed as if the bowstring had been dipped in ink, as though it could absorb all colors without a hint of light.

Seeing that, Fan Cunlong hurriedly took the bow from my hands, he scratched his head and said: "It is indeed heavy, this bow weighs a total of 33 jin and 67 taels of silver."

"So heavy?" The weight that Fan Cunlong said made me exclaim in surprise. Looking at how effortless he looked as he took back the black bow from me, I thought to myself that this guy's physical fitness is not ordinary, even those professional archers would be ashamed of themselves.

I have seen a lot of archery competitions. Those competitors use composite bows and pulley bows, the bodies of the bows are made of special alloy, not too heavy, and the strength required to pull the bows isn't that big. Compared to the hard bows made by the commoners, it's like the difference between heaven and earth.

"Looking at this special bow, I suddenly remembered what Fan Cunhu had said before. This is that Wyrm Bow? " I asked Fan Cunlong. He nodded and replied, "I originally didn't want to bring them. They are the village's treasures. But second elder said that no one can move it even if it was still in the ancestral hall, so he insisted that I bring it along. He also said that I am not allowed to go out and disgrace the people of Fan Jia Village … "

Everyone has a particularly strong sense of belonging and honor to the little town or village where they were born. Almost everyone feels that their village, village, and even town is the best and most powerful village around here that no one dares to bully.

This was originally a good thing, but there were also quite a few negative effects. Often, two villages would have a large scale gang fight because of a small conflict. Therefore, the police force here was under enormous pressure every day. They were all from the same hometown, so they couldn't be seen even if they looked down. The difficulty of enforcing the law was also increased by quite a bit.

Fan Cunlong brought a lot of things as well. I brought him to a house that he liked, and then prepared all the daily necessities. It was already afternoon by then.

At the same time, two more customers came over, and I coincidentally brought Fan Cunlong to let him familiarize himself with some of the things in the shop.

The little thing seemed to be a little afraid of Fan Cunlong's arrival. It could sense from Fan Cunlong's body an aura that even the wild beasts would fear, so it was also a little frightened. I told Fan Cunlong that this little thing's name was Xiao Ha.

As for this little thing, it actually really didn't know someone else's name. In just half a day's time, it had already become an 'acquaintance' with Fan Cunlong, and it had a bit of a feeling of being neither one nor the other.

Outside the mountain, Fan Cunlong seemed to be out of place with everything. I was a little helpless in this situation. After all, this thing couldn't be formed quickly. An environment needs to be slowly integrated in order to find a place to enter and a sense of existence. No one could help with this sort of thing. Everything depended on one's own ability to adapt.

After another day, I called Zhao QIu over to go out for a walk and eat lunch. When he saw that Fan Cunlong had really come out from the mountains to my shop, he didn't dare believe it.

"I thought you guys were just talking nonsense." In the afternoon, he walked beside a reservoir. The mountain next to it blocked the sun, and the cool wind made it very comfortable. Zhao QIu looked at Fan Cunlong and said, "If I had known that you were being serious, I would have let you come to my shop. With someone as skilled as you behind you supporting me, if there's anyone else looking for trouble in the future, I'll just directly wave my fist to settle it. "

Fan Cunlong was very sincere. When he heard Zhao QIanjiu's words, he hurriedly nodded and said, "Brother Zhao, don't worry, if there's any trouble, you can just come and find me immediately. If there's anything I can do, I won't refuse."

"Cun Long, don't listen to your Brother Zhao's bullshit. Who wouldn't give some face to his old man when it came to Weicheng? In all these years, I've never seen any trouble that could not be solved in his shop. "

In this world, one would die of old and old diseases. The end of the death row was also highly valued. The more glorious a person was when he was alive, the more important he would be to deal with his own affairs. Therefore, all the nobles and officials of the Weicheng who had some knowledge of the world would take good care of the Zhao Family, and hoped that they could form a good relationship with them. At the end of the day, they could let this legendary two-day master do his best to take care of their affairs, and continue to enjoy life in the underworld.

Fan Cunlong's adaptability ability was strong, in just two days, he was already able to bring himself into the new role outside the mountain. He said that compared to the cruel rules of life in the mountain, the life outside was much more comfortable. Just these two days, he had developed a feeling of laziness from training, so from the morning of the third day, Fan Cunlong started to train in the courtyard every day.

Fan Cunlong's crazy training method made me inwardly click my tongue, that kind of training method gave people the feeling that I was playing with my life. It was his compulsory course to keep the bow open for half an hour every day.

As he stood there stiffly and drew the bow to stand at the height of his chest, Fan Cunlong would become as unaffected as a statue. He could only confirm from his blinking eyes that this was a living person and not a statue.

Every time it was time for Fan Cunlong to pull the bow, this little guy Xiao Ha would display its astonishing jumping ability. Suddenly, it jumped onto Fan Cunlong's shoulder, and then gently jumped onto Fan Cunlong's head with its legs on the ground. It stood up and used an extremely coquettish way to show that it was standing at the highest point, looking down at the world with incomparable loneliness.

That kind, let me see really want to catch it ruthlessly kicks its fat buttocks. Too... Scoundrel, its existence took all of Fan Cunlong's glory. I have reason to believe that if a person came here to watch Fan Cunlong train crazily, after he discovered Xiao Ha, he would throw all of Fan Cunlong's actions and focus his attention on this little thing that was pretending to be cute.

This fact was confirmed very well by Zhao Jiu. When he saw this scene, he was so shocked that he could not speak. It was only after a long while that he sighed continuously, "It's going to become essence, it's really going to become essence. Qi Qiao quickly find an expert to accept demons."

From that day onward, Xiao Ha's body now had a pair of panties with a white background. He said that this little thing was too coquettish. It was clearly a pig, but it always liked to stand on end. Every time he did this, he would throw its little tinkling in the air, making it look like a hooligan. He actually made a pair of underpants for Xiao Ha as a so-called civilization. As a result, when he wore it on Xiao Ha's body, he looked exactly like a hooligan in the wild boar world. If its hooves could pick up things, I would even be thinking if that fellow, Zhao QIu, would give Xiao Ha a screwdriver to pick his teeth. And what about the protection fee?

What is even more unexpected is that after Xiao Ha was brought back after he was taken around in his underpants by Zhao Qi, he was unwilling to take it off no matter what. When Zhao QIu came back, he was sweating profusely. I saw that there were a few red marks on his neck.

When I brought Xiao Ha to a restaurant two days ago, I encountered a encirclement and blockade on the way. At that time, Xiao Ha should have been considered quite pure. But this time, Zhao Qiping brought it along and even made it into a more eye-catching looking rogue. It would be strange if he did not get scratched by that group of women who had no resistance towards Xiao Ha at all.

"Zhao Qi Jiu, you're such a bastard. Look at this little wild boar, how much have you done with it after having been with it for two days?" No matter how I look at it, those flowery underpants are too hoodlum. In the future, it would be too embarrassing to bring this little thing out to meet someone.

Zhao QIu glared at him and said, "I say, Zheng Qiqiao, you shouldn't wrongly accuse a good person. "This little scoundrel is a scoundrel. He would act cute and kiss that girl's face the moment he comes out. Do you think I taught him these things?"

I was speechless. Then, without any confidence, I snorted. This little thing was born with intelligence, but isn't its intelligence a bit too much? To think that it has already developed in the direction of a hoodlum. I was wondering when I would give this little thing a good political and ideological lesson and recomb its pig values.

The business in the shop was getting better and better, to the point that I couldn't believe it. At the same time, I thought to myself that it was fortunate that Fan Cunlong had time to have someone helping him, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to get busy by myself.

At night, there was suddenly some movement in my room. The source of the noise was the little porcelain piece which I had left on the table for a long time without researching it.

Sorry, I can't write it tonight.

He was in a poor state, and his brain was a paste.

Even though he had rewritten the chapter twice, he still felt that it was not going well.

Try to make up for today's chapter with a flick of your fingers tomorrow. Sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I'm sorry.