Take another look at his current attributes:
【Wei Feng】
[Main occupation: Star Demon Arrow]
[Level: Lv1]
【Power: 1.93】
[Physique: 1.98]
【Coordination: 2.13】
【Spirit: 2.85】
[Skill: Precision (Passive)]
[Talent: Demonic Mist Rain (Rune 0 has been carved)]
Wei Feng has two skill trees, one is a professional skill tree, corresponding to his [Star Controlling Demon Arrow] profession, and the other is a general skill tree.
He added the 1 skill point he gained after becoming a professional to [Accuracy (Passive)], which is a passive skill in his professional skill tree. Its function is to increase the hit rate, damage and critical hit probability of bow weapons. .
[Royal Star Demonic Arrow] This profession is quite extreme. The only designated weapon is the longbow. Almost all active skills rely on bows and arrows to be released. If Wei Feng cannot shoot accurately, then these skills will be in vain, so the precision skills based on the profession are You must learn first.
In his previous life, he was just a hobby of bow and arrow, and his performance in the archery club was average. He practiced a lot on the 30-meter target, with a target hit rate of over 95%. Shooting the standard 70-meter target was a bit casual, and he could barely hit half of the targets.
As for the bull's-eye, he is just an office worker. As a hobby, he is not paranoid enough to have to hit the bull's-eye.
However, since he clicked on the [Precision (Passive)] skill, a feeling of being able to control bows and arrows like an arm flooded into his mind, and he suddenly felt confident that he could hit the target with perfect accuracy.
But Wei Feng could also keep his composure. Since he became a professional, he had never tried it once, and he spent three days as if nothing happened.
Now that Zhai Zhiming leaves, he will also embark on the road to Tianyang City, the capital of Jiang State, to start his journey to the academy. All he can rely on is this archery technique.
Wei Feng took out the prepared rabbit meat porridge and divided it into two bowls, one for himself and the other for Cang Gou.
"After dinner, go and pack up all your belongings. Take away everything that needs to be taken away. We are going to go on a long trip."
"Woo?"
"It's very far away. We are now in the southwest corner of Jiang State. To the west are the Shiwan Barren Mountains, and we have to go northeast to Tianyang, the capital."
"Woo?"
"Don't always worry about rabbit meat. There are delicious foods all over the world. Think about the candied haws you ate in Sanglin County. Isn't that delicious?"
"Woo~"
"There's no need to be in a hurry. Just finish your breakfast first. The mountains are high and the roads are far. You can only hit the road after you've eaten enough."
After hearing this, Cang Gou licked the porridge with his little tongue a little faster. Wei Feng couldn't help laughing when he saw its movements, thinking how great it would be if Cang Gou could maintain his current appearance.
After dinner, the two began to pack their luggage. Wei Feng's luggage was very simple, including a change of clothes, a water bag, and smoked and dried rabbit meat.
Cang Gou's was even simpler, with only a small purse hanging around his neck, which Wei Feng had sewn for him, which contained all their money.
Ever since Wei Feng took Cang Gou to buy a bunch of candied haws in Sanglin County a few months ago, Cang Gou understood the value of money and immediately picked up all the copper plates and broken silver into its small mouth after returning home. In the corner of the bed, count them every day before going to bed.
Wei Feng is gifted with the magical mist and rain that surrounds him. As long as it rains, no money that falls within his control can escape his perception. Every time he goes to the county town for consumption in these years, his savings will decrease. A few points more, and over time, there would be dozens of taels of silver in savings.
According to the prices in Sanglin County, a bucket of rice sells for 80 Wen, which is equivalent to about six kilograms in the previous life, a pound of meat is about 50 Wen, a pound of salt is 50 Wen, and pancakes and steamed buns only cost 2 or 3 Wen.
A small wealthy family in the county has three meals a day, two dishes and one soup. If you add firewood, salt, oil, rice, noodles, vegetables, meat, etc., you can get 170 Wen, which is very decent.
Therefore, dozens of taels of broken silver would be enough for the two of them just to pay for food and drink along the way. Besides, Wei Feng's savings have always been increasing.
Wei Feng only put a small part of the dried rabbit meat in his luggage, and carried the rest in his hands. He took another look at the figures he had made over the years, then locked the courtyard door and walked into the village.
There are three families closest to Wei Feng's small courtyard in the north of the village, and one of them is home to an elderly couple.
Their only son had gone to the county seat a few years ago and never came back. The old couple went to the city to inquire many times without any results. However, despite this, the old couple would still go to the city to inquire door to door during the slack time. Until these two It was only when I couldn't walk anymore that I calmed down a bit.
The two old men had given Wei Feng a lot of help when he first moved to the north of the village, making him less miserable during the most difficult period. Ever since he was able to hunt, they had sent some meat to the old couple every now and then.
Wei Feng walked to the door of the courtyard and slapped it hard. The wooden door made a dull sound. The old couple were old and their ears were not working well, so they were like this.
"Who is it?" An old voice came from the courtyard. He waited for a few breaths before hearing footsteps approaching slowly.
"Aunt Chen, it's me." Wei Feng said loudly.
"Xiao Feng, come in and sit down, come in and sit down." An elderly woman opened the courtyard door and saw Wei Feng standing outside the door. She quickly greeted her in. Her wrinkled face was drooping. I can't make too complicated expressions, but I can still see the joy in them.
"Auntie, I won't go in. I have to hurry. I received a letter from my relatives in Sanglin County a few days ago, asking me to go to the Academy to study. I'm afraid I won't be able to continue to deliver meat to you in the future." Wei Feng declined the old man's enthusiasm. He just handed over the dried meat in his hand.
The old man grew up in Moshi Village, and the farthest place he has ever been is Sanglin County. Wei Feng said she didn't know how far it was, so luckily she mentioned Sanglin County.
Aunt Chen habitually took the dried rabbit meat and was thinking of a few polite words, but she suddenly realized the content of Wei Feng's words and said hurriedly: "Study is good. Only by studying in the city can you have a future. In the future, you can also study in Sang." It is much better to settle down in Lin County than in this village."
"You really don't want to come in and sit down?" Aunt Chen hesitated.
"Auntie, I won't go in. I can rest earlier if I get to the city earlier. Don't worry, I will help you find out about Brother Gou'er when I get to Sanglin County." He said with a chuckle, how could he not know what the old man wanted? Anyway, the dog is Mrs. Chen’s missing son.
"That's good, that's good. Then I won't delay you any longer. You can get on your way as soon as possible." Aunt Chen was obviously relieved.
Wei Feng waved goodbye and left Moshi Village where he had lived for more than ten years without looking back.
In the early morning, a drizzle suddenly began to fall in Moshi Village, which was originally a sunny day. The sound of the rain seemed to echo with the cheerful laughter of young people and the "whining" sounds of gray dogs in response.
