"However, I still want to say, is this cheating?"
Yuan Chunian felt that it was time to talk to him about this matter.
From the beginning, the competition between the two was normal, but after a few days, Yuanchu Nian keenly discovered that there were some burn marks on the prey that was brought back.
This didn't allow her to stop thinking about it. A normal arrow miss would not cause such damage.
So, she secretly followed him out once, and then she saw this man, yes, this dead man, holding a bow and arrow with a high-grade spiritual weapon and shooting "biubiubiu" randomly.
She was furious at that time.
You know, when she sews clothes, there are no shortcuts.
"First, I didn't use spiritual power."
Ying Baiye stretched out a finger and smiled.
"Secondly, there was no prescribed instrument for what we were betting on before."
"Third, and most importantly. My body is so weak now, and you, a cruel woman, still want to argue with me about this kind of issue. I'm afraid you are heartless."
Looking at this hateful smiling face, Yuan Chunian gritted his teeth.
The first two points alone were enough to convince her. If he had to add a third point, this person definitely did it on purpose.
"I really want to stab you to death with a sword."
Yuan Chunian stared at him and said softly with his silver teeth.
Ying Baiye just smiled. He didn't say anything, just laughed.
Such an attitude is extremely "arrogant".
He completely interpreted a sentence that she could understand.
"Come on, stab me to death."
"Brother Ying!"
And just when Yuan Chunian couldn't help but want to take out his sword from his mustard bracelet, a bold and strong voice rang out in the courtyard.
Looking at the source of the sound, I knew who it was without even thinking.
A man strode in from outside the yard, with a smile on his face that he couldn't take away.
"The count is over, there are thirteen heads. If you remove the three heads I brought back, ten more heads will be added to your score."
"Ten heads."
Yuan Chunian had a headache when he heard this number.
From hunting to now, the numbers have basically been wandering around this area every day.
So far, the number of results has reached fifty-three, which is more than half of the number.
Really, can't you go slower?
Isn't the proposition you wanted to demonstrate at the beginning "hunting is more difficult and harder"?
toothache.
"Hey, Sister Yuan is here too."
Song Azhuang, who came in, saw Yuan Chunian sitting here, his eyes curved up like crescent moons.
Songjia Village is located deep in the mountains, and there are usually no interesting anecdotes. Now the most interesting thing in the village is the bet between Ying Baiye and Yuan Chunian.
It can be said that the bet between the two people has spread throughout the village, and everyone in the village is watching as referees.
Brother Xiao Ying, who has a gentle personality and is not as handsome as a mortal, and Miss Xiao Yuan, who is cute and beautiful as a fairy in the sky. Both of them have many supporters behind them.
However, the gender division of such supporters is very uneven.
However, although they were watching the show happily all day long, in their opinion, this was probably just some fun for the young couple. It was enough to watch it for fun. Whoever took it seriously would lose.
"Brother A Zhuang."
Yuan Chunian nodded politely when he saw Song Azhuang coming in, and then gritted his teeth and looked at Ying Baiye, who looked harmless.
His expression changed so quickly, I really wondered if this guy had studied singing before.
After Song Azhuang came in, he directly picked up the kettle that Aunt Song had brought out from the table, poured himself a bowl of water, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Brother Ying, that bow of yours is really powerful. Its range and power are incredible. This is it."
Song Azhuang gave a thumbs up.
However, as if he thought of something, he quickly added.
"Of course, brother Ying, your shooting skills are also very good."
Hunting with Ying Baiye for a few days really opened his eyes. This young man from outside the mountains was much better at hunting than he, an old hunter.
This is something that can't be made up for by relying on spiritual power, not to mention that Ying Baiye hasn't used spiritual power yet.
This behavior is a real skill.
"If Brother Zhuang likes it, I'll give it to you."
Ying Baiye said casually.
Song Azhuang waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, you can't just give away something so valuable."
It's not "I can't accept it", but "You can't give it away casually". From this sentence, you can see how kind-hearted this Orion man is.
He really cared about these two little guys who had only known each other for a dozen days.
Ying Baiye shrugged. Anyway, the Sky-Stretching Sun Bow was also a trophy he captured. To him, it was the kind of useless spiritual weapon that was tasteless and a pity to throw away. He might as well give it to them to take care of them. Song Azhuang's family.
However, looking at Song Azhuang's appearance, I guess he won't accept it easily. He should stay secretly when he leaves.
"Cheating."
Although what Ying Baiye said before made sense, Yuan Chunian still felt it was unfair.
She also wants a spiritual needle and thread to sew clothes.
"It's okay, my sister-in-law will help you."
I don't know when, Aunt Song had joined their conversation and smiled gently at Yuan Chunian with a beautiful smile.
Yuan Chunian curled his lips, I really don't know why among the three hundred people in Songjia Village, my sister-in-law fell in love with Brother A Zhuang, a tall and thick man.
Although she is very warm and silly, her looks really don’t match my sister-in-law.
Well, Yuan Chunian is indeed a person who likes to look at faces.
wrong.
Speaking of this, Yuan Chunian glanced at the impeccably handsome face next to him.
Well, actually, face is not very important. As long as Brother Zhuang is kind-hearted, then everything will be fine.
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
Yuan Chunian thanked him from the bottom of his heart.
Fortunately, her sister-in-law was here, otherwise, she really thought that this family of four would completely isolate her.
Not to mention Brother A Zhuang, the two little guys who went to watch the fun and haven't come back yet have already unabashedly sided with the person opposite.
Heartbroken, she obviously said it well to them.
"We're going to have some stew tonight. Eat more."
Aunt Song smiled reservedly, and then walked towards the kitchen.
Song Azhuang looked at his sister-in-law's leaving figure, his eyes full of tenderness.
Being able to marry such a virtuous woman is the most proud thing in his life.
"I'm going to handle the prey too, you guys have a good chat."
Song Azhuang winked at the two of them, then stood up and walked out of the small courtyard.
This family is busy again.
But such busyness makes it even more pyrotechnic.
This is living really hard and seriously.
"so good."
Ying Baiye said with emotion.
Surprisingly, Yuan Chunian did not contradict him this time, and there was also a little emotion in his beautiful eyes.
Very good indeed.
Such simple and ordinary life is simply a life that people like them cannot crave for.
The only way to practice is to kill. If you want to climb the peak, you must have the will to step up step by step through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and you must be mentally prepared to be completely stepped on as a stepping stone for others.
Without these, you can't really go further.
Therefore, they can lament, despise, envy, and yearn for such a life, but Pianpian cannot long for it.
Because you don't have that qualification.
However, even if it was only for these few days, they still had a great time.
This environment will not be like the previous environment. If you don't climb up, someone will try to step you down. If you don't practice hard, you may become a dead soul in the hands of some genius.
It's very peaceful here, very calming.
Life is easy.
This is probably the reason why neither of them mentioned wanting to leave here to this day.
If you can stay for a while, stay for a while.
"miss home?"
Ying Baiye asked.
"In no mood."
Yuan Chu read the answer.
"And you?"
"Me? I think."
Ying Baiye leaned against the tree nearby, his eyes flashing with a light that Yuan Chunian couldn't understand.
"I miss home and my family."
"That's great." Yuan Chunian said these words again. If Ying Baiye remembered correctly, she had said these three words when she was in the cave.
"Five Dynasties Rivers, Mountains and Winds"
But the question at that time was "Do you miss your mother?"
"I have no family."
Yuan Chunian opened his mouth and replied. "not a single one."
"Pitiful."
Ying Baiye said without mercy.
Yuan Chunian glanced at him: "I don't think I'm pitiful. It's an extremely lucky thing for a person to be free without any ties."
"So your last name is Yuan."
"Yes, so my surname is Yuan."
Yuan Chunian nodded without hesitation.
The Yuan pronounced at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty was not the father's surname, nor did it follow the mother's surname, but the surname extracted from the "Tian Yuan" of the Tian Yuan Chamber of Commerce.
This surname shows that she has nothing to do with anyone, she only belongs to herself.
A loner.
"Pitiful."
Ying Baiye still said these three words.
His name changed three times, but each time it was changed because of close relatives. Compared with Yuanchu Nian, he was one of the lucky ones.
"Want some?"
I don't know when, a wine jar appeared in his hand and was placed on the table. The aroma of wine in the wine jar diffused from inside through the sealing mud.
"want."
Yuan Chunian nodded.
Don’t give up this dead thing for free.
When Ying Baiye received the response, he stood up straight, picked up the wine jar and poured it into the bowl.
Two bowls full of fine wine appeared in front of them.
Yuan Chu Nian drank it all in one gulp boldly, making Ying Baiye's eyes brighten.
A rare drinking buddy.
"Drink slowly, don't rush, there will be plenty."
Ying Baiye said.
"I'll drink you up."
Yuan Chunian bared his teeth and said again.
Then you will have to drink for ten or eight years.
Ying Baiye said silently in his heart.
With all his years of savings (Ying Longcheng:???), it would take someone with great perseverance to make him rich.
"On the wind, white hair teases people along the autumn silk road. I feel sad about my hometown and shed tears of lovesickness."
While drinking the wine, Ying Baiye put her fingers together and couldn't help but sing a few lines.
"You and I are from the old hometown, and we still don't know your name until the yellow flowers pile up and we go home."
"What's this?"
Yuan Chunian was stunned for a moment, then asked curiously.
Although she has listened to a lot of operas on weekdays, she doesn't like them that much.
However, Ying Baiye sang opera, such a surprising thing, of course he had to ask carefully.
"That's right, opera~"
Ying Baiye answered in an opera accent.
Yuan Chunian rolled his eyes directly: "Nonsense, can I not know? I asked what kind of song it is."
"It's called, "The Sword Hidden in the Smile"~"
"Can you speak normally?"
Yuan Chunian couldn't help but complain.
Although Ying Baiye's singing skills are really good, not to mention how awkward it is when used for dialogue.
"Okay." Ying Baiye shrugged. "This is a piece I like very much, it's called "The Knife Behind the Smile," but you probably haven't heard of it."
"really."
Yuan Chunian searched his memory carefully, and it seemed that he had never heard of this piece.
"But how did you know?"
"Because this is a special song from my hometown, naturally you won't know it. I still remember one of my favorite lyrics."
"Oh, what is it?"
Yuan Chunian asked curiously.
Ying Baiye smiled slightly, but the next second, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and his expression turned cold.
"Why don't you cry! Last night, the yellow flowers shed their white flowers, and I killed all the flowers with one sword, leaving only withered bones everywhere and broken livers and intestines!"
The surrounding air became cold and condensed under the murderous singing, and the temperature seemed to drop a few degrees in an instant.
Ying Baiye looked straight at Yuan Chunian in front of her. The expression on her face did not change at all, she was still smiling.
She clapped her hands gently: "It's a very good piece. I hope you can sing it in its entirety."
Ying Baiye looked at her for a few seconds, and then smiled again.
"What are you daydreaming about? One of my scenes is very expensive."
"Tch, this young lady is sitting in the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce and is as rich as half of Beicang Continent. Will she care that I can't afford a play from you? When the time comes, I will spend a lot of money to hire you and let you sing for me alone every day." Yuan Chunian replied without giving in.
"I didn't expect this face to be so sinful."
When Ying Baiye heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head.
"I am a performer, not a prostitute."
Selling your body is nothing, I don’t want to keep your body.
However, after such an interruption, the solemn atmosphere before gradually recovered.
The two of them continued drinking and didn't care about what happened just now.
This scene lasted until Song Azhuang returned home. Aunt Song's voice came from the room calling them to eat. Then the two of them put away the wine and prepared to have dinner.
However, when he saw Ying Baiye leaving, the smile on Yuan Chunian's face slowly disappeared, and he was just thinking about the lyrics that Ying Baiye had just sung.
She sat there and muttered to herself.
"Withered bones everywhere, broken liver and intestines?"
It's really a very touching line...
