Chapter 6 6 Shooting

Chapter 6 6. Shooting

Li Yuan had just entered the house when Yan Yu moved a bench to block the door.

She pressed her buttocks on the bench, her whole back against the door, her little face full of tension and anxiety.

"Brother Yuan, why did Qian San target you?"

"I'm afraid he has his eyes on my hunting permit."

"Isn't the hunting permit issued by the government? How dare they rob it?"

"It doesn't have a name on it. Usually, the yamen runners are in charge, so they are relatively honest. But in this world, the yamen runners will not care about such things?"

"Then what should I do, what should I do?" Yan Yu put her hands in her pockets and muttered, "Or, find Uncle Wang next door and a few other men, and you can work together. In this way, Qian San won't dare to do anything."

"Besides Uncle Wang, who else is there?"

"Monk Pan." Yan Yu suddenly said.

Li Yuan thought about it and shook his head.

It's not a good thing to recruit a gang, do it yourself, and do it with your family.

Besides, Uncle Wang is a simple man with no temper, except that he is a bit strong. Monk Pan has nothing to do with him. The three of them together are a mob, so it is better for him to work alone.

Yan Yu wanted to say more, but Li Yuan sat beside her, crossed his right hand through her back, gently hooked her soft shoulder, and whispered, "Sister Yan, don't worry about what's going on outside, I'll do it."

"Why are you here?"

"Go hunting with him."

"You won't be like Uncle Caihua, who will never come back after going?"

"No, no, with such a beautiful Sister Yan at home, how can I bear not to come back?"

Yan Yu blushed, and said softly, "Hateful, coaxing others again", and then snuggled in his arms, her face full of sorrow.

Li Yuan raised his head slightly, looking at the dim room, with a calm light in his eyes.

In his previous life, he was a pig killer. At the beginning, he was a little timid, but after killing too many, he didn't feel anything, and his eyes became calm.

Qian San must be killed.

If I don't kill him, I have to confront him head-on. All my strength is in the bow. When a group of people come, I can only shoot one person with one arrow, which will definitely not end well.

And if I shoot someone in public, I will be killing people, and the government will definitely catch me. If I don't shoot, they will beat me up, and I will have no way to deal with it.

If something happens to me, Sister Yan will not have a good ending.

So, where to kill?

Kill when Qian San goes hunting?

This is the best.

But I don't know whether Qian San will go hunting these days, and I don't know where he goes hunting.

This is not easy to grasp, there are too many variables.

However, there is a place that Qian San will definitely go, that is his home.

Then, when to kill?

Today? No. I just had a conflict with Qian San, and Qian San died, and I might be suspected.

Then two days later.

No, what if something unexpected happens?

Forget it, I will keep an eye on him and kill him when I have the chance.

Li Yuan's expression became calmer and calmer. He always did this before killing pigs.

That night, the moon was bright in the sky, and the earth was still bright.

The wind outside was not strong, but the ground was frosted and the weather was cold.

The hole in the window was patched up by Yan Yu during the day, and at this time, a creaking sound came from the room.

After a long time.

Yan Yu collapsed softly and fell asleep in her man's arms.

The two of them were stuck together, and the quilt was warm. In this winter, it was like a paradise isolated from darkness and cold.

It was the only light, heat, joy and peace of mind in this chaotic world.

Li Yuan pulled out his arm and gently reminded: "Sister Yan, I'm going to the toilet, you sleep and don't come out."

But Yan Yu slept soundly, just responded in a dream-like voice, and then turned her warm body to the other side.

Li Yuan opened a little gap, got out of bed quietly, and then quickly put on his clothes and pants, and grabbed the big bow and quiver on the wall. After a little thought, he added the remaining 20 points directly to "Intermediate Tracking".

A strange lightness floated all over his body, and what came into his mind was the experience of tracking.

Suddenly, his understanding of the light and shadow around him, the concealment of his own breath, and the focus on the target were all on a higher level.

Li Yuan gently pushed open the back door, crouched, and rushed out with a "whoosh".

He rushed, his speed was extremely fast, his footsteps were extremely light, and the whole person was like a big insect that sneaked into the village.

After a few whooshes, he ran to the small forest behind his home.

Li Yuan ran all the way, and the wind whistled in his ears.

The winter wind was like a knife, but he didn't care at this time, and his eyes swept back and forth.

If there is something dangerous, there will be numbers popping up, which can be regarded as an invisible skill.

Xiaomofang in Xiaomo Mountain is not big, and it is more like a village overall. The reason why it is called "fang" is to meet the government's requirements for a unified name.

After a while, he came to Qian San's house, and hid behind a dark old tree with a flash.

Qian San's house

Qian San was drinking and talking about what happened today.

There was a pretty woman sitting in his arms, pouring wine for him with a smile, saying, "Sir, you are so awesome today. You didn't even have to do anything, and Monk Pan was beaten by that group of people."

Qian San smiled and said, "Wife, this is called human hearts and borrowing momentum. You won't understand even if I tell you.

After a while, I will gather all the hunters in Xiao Mo Fang and go hunting in the mountains.

By then, I will have meat in my hands, and I can do whatever I want in this village."

The woman said, "Bah, you haven't gathered them all yet. There are six hunters in the town. You just got the hunting permit from Caihua's family. You still need four more."

Qian San said, "Pour me some wine. I'll deal with them one by one."

The woman hooked her arm around his neck and said, "Master, I heard that in some places, a piece of meat the size of a palm can sleep with someone's wife. Is that true?"

Qian San said, "It's true. It's in Zhaojiafang next door. But she slept with her husband in front of her. The man was still guarding the door for her."

The woman laughed.

After a long time, the drunken man pushed the woman down on the bed, took off his pants and was about to get on, but suddenly frowned and said, "You sleep first. I'll go out to relieve myself."

Qian San picked up his pants, blushed, hummed some tune, and staggered out. After walking more than a hundred meters, he took off his pants directly in front of an open-air toilet and squatted down.

In the distance

In a corner that he couldn't see, a black shadow had begun to move on tiptoe.

The shadow's voice was very light, and every step was drowned out by the sound of nature, so no one would notice it.

Soon, the shadow arrived at a place about 20 steps away from Qian San.

The shadow glanced at himself, and his overall strength was "5~6".

Then he glanced at Qian San, who was squatting in the toilet, and his overall strength was "0~1".

The shadow held the bow in his left hand and quickly reached for the quiver with his right hand.

The two fingers were about to hold the arrow, but suddenly paused, slid down, and touched a slippery stone.

Shooting stones and bullets are also basic shooting methods that hunters need to master. They are usually used to deal with small animals, with the purpose of knocking the animals out, so as to maintain the integrity of the prey's fur and sell them at a better price.

Qian San squatted on the toilet, nodding and shaking his head. He was hot after drinking wine, and he didn't feel cold squatting outside.

"Three days, three days for your mother, Yuanzi, I'll come to see you tomorrow, hey" Qian San muttered.

At this moment, a stone silently crossed a distance of more than ten feet, tearing through the darkness, bursting out from the cold wind, and suddenly hit Qian San's forehead.

"Ah!!"

The intense pain came instantly, and at the same time, Qian San felt his body lose balance and fell backwards completely out of control. With a "bang", he fell into the pit and drowned.