On the way back. When Le Jin was sitting on the shaft of the carriage, recalling the power of the arrow just now, he still felt a little frightened.
It's not that that man's archery skills were so powerful. The reason why he was so deeply shocked was entirely due to his energy.
It may be very mysterious to say this, but it may be more appropriate to use the sword intention, spear intention, and sword power in Xianxia as a metaphor.
That's right, that man's arrow has an indomitable intention. Le Jin squinted and looked at his shoulder. There was a scratch there, which just rubbed against his skin and left no wound.
But at this time, Le Jin felt inexplicably hot, itchy and painful. I can't help but care about it.
After sending Wei Min back home, Le Jin rushed to Xu Huang's house without stopping. Just when he arrived at the entrance of the square, Le Jin's eyes lit up.
"Brother Huang!" There was a man standing outside the gate. He was about eight feet tall. He was considered a big man in this era.
But he gave the impression of being a little thin, with only a pair of arms that were very thick. Even in the dead of winter, his arms were bare.
"It turns out to be little friend Wen Qian." The man cupped his fists and saluted. Le Jin jumped off the horse, led the horse closer, and asked curiously: "Brother Huang can't find a place to stay?" The man smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"I'm here to find my useless boy. I heard he lives here." Le Jin was stunned, frowning and said, "Who is your master?" The man twisted his beard and said, "The dog's name is Huang Xu."
"Ah?" Le Jin opened his mouth and said with surprise and joy: "You, you are the one in Huang Xu's mouth... Well, no wonder, no wonder, I only know Huang Xiandi's archery skills after seeing Brother Huang's archery skills today. Why is he so superb? It turns out that the tiger father has no dog son." The corner of the man's mouth twitched, thinking that the brat was speaking ill of him outside again, and this time he was going to give him a good beating no matter what.
Le Jin cupped his fists and saluted, and said politely: "Since it is Huang Xian's brother who is in front of you, Le Jin is rude. My uncle came with me, and I happen to live next door to your house." The man cupped his fists and said, "I don't dare to act like this, I don't dare act like this, I have to pay for it. Little friend Qian." You Lejin led the way, and the city guards guarding the door naturally did not step forward to block the way. They just looked at Huang Zhong curiously and watched the two of them enter the square gate.
Huang Zhong, courtesy name Hansheng, was born in Nanyang. He was nearly fifty years old at this time. Twenty years later, he was appointed as a post general by Liu Bei. He was also disliked by Guan Yu because he was too old. He said bluntly,
"A man will never be ranked with a veteran!" Many people in later generations said that Guan Yu was too arrogant and looked down on veterans.
But in fact, Guan Yu was very foresight, because Huang Zhong died of illness the next year. Think about it from another angle. The sudden death of a general from illness has an impact on the battle situation in all aspects. It not only affects morale, but also delays the opportunity to fight... If you look at it this way, Guan Yu's starting point is correct.
The two walked along a long rammed earth road, turned around an alley, and saw eight small courtyards facing each other side by side, with four separate courtyards on each side.
Le Jin walked to the second small courtyard on the left and said, "Uncle, this is the courtyard Huang Xiandi was assigned to. My house is next door. I should walk around more when I have free time. I also want to ask you about archery." Le Jin. Jin was short in stature and especially liked long-range weapons such as bows and arrows. After witnessing Huang Zhong's power in the bell tower, he had the idea of humbly seeking advice.
Now that I learned Huang Zhong's identity, this thought became even more serious. It is said that those who are close to the water first get the moon. Now that the two of them have become neighbors, there will definitely be no shortage of opportunities to meet each other in the future.
Huang Zhong looked at the closed courtyard door in front of him, his thick eyebrows furrowed involuntarily. His beard and hair were already showing signs of turning white, and he frowned with a hint of desolation.
Le Jin stepped forward and knocked on the door. Huang Xu's voice came from the yard,
"Who is it? Come in directly, the door is unlocked." Huang Zhong's eyes flashed when he heard his son's voice.
Before Le Jin could push open the courtyard door, he kicked it directly. With a bang, the courtyard door opened.
Huang Xu, who was opening the door curtain and peeking out from the house, was stunned for a moment. The moment he saw clearly that the person coming was his father, Huang Zhong, instead of going out to greet him, he quickly retracted his head in, and at the same time, he locked the door. On.
Le Jin was dumbfounded. What's going on? Huang Zhong, on the other hand, seemed to be used to it. He looked around, saw a row of weapons on the courtyard wall, and picked up a sledgehammer weighing several dozen kilograms.
"You brat, get out of here."
"...Dad, save some face for me, there is still someone here." Huang Zhong turned back to look at Le Jin. Le Jin met Huang Zhong's gaze, shuddered for no reason, and said awkwardly: "Uh, what, I'm still cooking soup at home, I don't know if it's done yet, I'll go back first, and come back tomorrow Nao Nao." After saying that, he ran away.
In the house, Huang Xu opened the window and shouted: "You damn Le Wenqian, why don't you save me?" Le Jin dared not stay, Huang Zhong's oppression on him was too strong.
"Brother, I can't take care of your family affairs, slip away, slip away... I'll see you later, uncle, I'll treat you to a drink another day." Huang Zhong snorted coldly, turned around and closed the courtyard door directly, and blocked it with two stone locks. He opened the door and rushed into the house.
Bang bang, clang, clang, clang...
"Mom, my father is going to beat me to death. You old man, I am your only son. Do you want to beat me to death so that you will have no future?" Bang, clang, clang...
"Ouch, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, Dad, you are my biological father, don't hit me again, Ouch!"... The small courtyard next door.
Le Jin listened to the screams in his ears with lingering fear, and then thought of Huang Zhong's oppressive eyes, and couldn't help but shudder.
Squeak~ The courtyard door was pushed open, and Zhang Fei and Hua Cun walked in quickly. Hua Cun looked towards the direction of Huang Xu's small courtyard and asked curiously: "Wen Qian, what's going on next door?" Le Jin pointed to the room and motioned for them to go inside to avoid being heard by the scary middle-aged man. .
"...What, Huang Xu's father is here?" Hua Cun looked towards the next door. At this time, Huang Xu's screams were deafening and could be heard clearly through two walls.
"No, even if a father beats his son, there is no need to punish him to death." Zhang Fei said he didn't understand. He came from a good background. His parents had loved him since he was a child, and they always put him first in everything.
He had never experienced Huang Xu and his son beating him to death. After hearing Huang Xu's screams and the occasional dull blows, Zhang Fei said with sympathy.
Le Jin smiled bitterly and shook his head. He was usually closer to Huang Xu. I often heard Huang Xu say bad things about his father. According to Huang Xu, if his father hadn't been too domineering, Huang Xu wouldn't have run away from home at such a young age.
I used to think Huang Xu was exaggerating. When I saw him today, I was afraid that Huang Xu was hiding a little for Huang Zhong out of his affection for his biological father.
This is not overbearing, this is simply hatred! ···In the house. Huang Zhong, who was panting, threw the shoehorn in his hand to the side, and his eyes gradually became moist as he looked at his son who was huddled in the corner and scurrying around with his head in his arms.
"You brat, I've been away from home for a year, and hoo, hoo, I don't even know how to send back a single letter. You, hoo, hoo, do you know how worried your mother is about you?" There was one sentence he didn't say. Worry, as a father, how can I not be worried in my heart.
Fortunately, fortunately, not only is my son safe, but he has also become a bit famous now.
