From that day on, Pang Meng followed the method taught by Yang Gang, lying on his back under the loom under his wife all day long, with his eyes facing the constantly rising and falling pedals, practicing "not blinking".
The first way to practice archery is to train your eyes. This seems to make sense, and Pang Meng firmly believes that Yang Gang's method must be right.
Gradually, he actually developed some skills.
His eyes became extremely sensitive to the movement of things, ranging from dust flying in the wind to the extremely slow movement of the sun and moon in the sky. At the end of the practice, he even brought the tip of a needle close to his eyes, but his eyelids didn't move at all.
"Master, I have practiced it, Master, I have succeeded! Hahahaha"
Pang Meng's wanton laughter spread into the courtyard.
Immediately afterwards, a young man pushed in the door with a very excited expression.
However, Yang Gang just nodded calmly and said, "Then, let's proceed to the second step."
Another year followed.
According to Yang Gang, Pang Meng tied three yak tail hairs on the window sill. The first one was tied with the smallest needle that could be found in the human race. The second one was tied with a tick that was difficult to identify with the naked eye.
You know, these are ancient lice! Even if the gods meet a group of gods, they will go for a walk in the Yaochi water to wash away their beauty.
The third root.
Yang Gang personally tied it.
He didn't tell Pang Meng what it was. He only said that if one day you can see clearly what is attached to it, you will have passed my first test. If you can't pass...just go back to where you came from!
A heavy pressure pressed on my heart.
thereafter.
Day after day and night after night, with unprecedented perseverance, Pang Meng stared at the first yak hair as if he were a lover.
Slowly, the eye of the first tiny needle began to grow larger in his eyes.
It was as big as a wheel, as big as a house, as big as a mountain, and finally the whole world filled his field of vision.
Pang Meng was overjoyed and gradually became somewhat complacent.
Start watching the second yak hair.
The same process, the same smoothness, but it lasts longer.
Finally after two and a half years.
The lice, which were invisible to the naked eye, grew larger and larger in his eyes, and finally filled the entire field of vision like heaven and earth.
"Two and a half years...I finally succeeded!"
Pang Meng kept going and started looking at the third unknown yak hair that day.
However.
Strange things happened.
Logically speaking, with Pang Meng's current state, even if he couldn't see an object smaller than a lion as bigger than a mountain, he could at least see clearly what it was. But in his eyes, even the smallest dust is clearly visible.
I just couldn't unsee what it was.
It's as if it doesn't exist at all.
"Impossible! What Master did was definitely not without purpose. There must be a deep meaning in it. I haven't seen it through yet... He wants me to retreat in spite of the difficulties? No, I won't give up!"
"Never give up!"
Pang Meng muttered to himself as if possessed.
Yang Gang's reputation as a powerful figure in the three realms made Pang Meng extremely confident.
From that day on, he watched the third yak hair day and night without thinking about food or tea. He never even had sex with his wife. He directly put the bedding in front of the window sill and stared at the yak hair every day when he woke up.
Half a year has passed and a year has passed.
But no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't see through the 'non-existent' object.
"impossible!"
"How is this possible...is there really nothing on the third yak hair?"
"No! Master will not lie to me. He is a great hero of the human race. How could he lie to me!"
A trace of doubt gradually arose in Pang Meng's heart.
Today, he has been Yang Gang's apprentice for ten years. The other party has not taught him any archery skills. This makes the young man with a changeable mind have a thought in his mind: 'Could it be that the other party has never thought of teaching him at all? '
All this is just to make him quit?
Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they can never be erased.
Just like Su'e before.
Eleventh year.
Pang Meng, who has entered middle age, has not seen Yang Gang for several months.
On this day, he sat blankly in front of the window sill, looking at the three yak hairs swaying in the wind, his eyes seemed to be in a state of infatuation, full of some kind of infinite desire, and a trace of inexplicable strange color.
"Daddy."
A timid call came from the window.
Pang Meng slowly lowered his head.
He looked at the little boy in front of the window with dull eyes.
After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly said: "It's a little arrowhead!"
"Dad, it's me! You finally pay attention to me!"
The little boy beamed with joy. Although it took his father a moment to recognize him, which made him a little disappointed, his father finally accepted him, making it difficult for the boy who had lacked father's love since childhood to conceal his joy.
Yes.
In order to practice archery, Pang Meng seemed to be possessed by a demon. He didn't even communicate with his wife and children around him for a long time.
"Um."
Pang Meng showed a forced smile and nodded.
"Dad, what are you looking at?"
the little boy asked curiously.
"Looking at... a magical thing." For some reason, perhaps because he was tired of the noisy practice, Pang Meng rarely had the thought to communicate with his children today.
"ah?"
The little boy showed a strange expression, "But there's obviously nothing on it!"
"Ha~~"
Pang Meng smiled and said, "There is something on it, but you can't see it."
"Daddy lied to me. If there is something up there, why can't I see it?" the little boy said innocently.
"Haha~~"
Pang Meng smiled again, but this time he felt a little boring.
What’s the point of discussing my years of hard practice with a child?
"Daddy."
The little boy suddenly became anxious when he saw that his father didn't believe him.
Biting his finger, he explained in a panic: "Look, there is a needle tied to this hair, and this one seems to be tied to a small insect, but the third one..."
"Shut up."
Pang Meng's voice sank, and he angrily said: "Just because you can't see it, doesn't mean it's not there. Okay, go and play by yourself, daddy is going to practice."
"Dad, I really didn't lie to you!"
The little boy said anxiously: "Look at this third cow hair. It's not knotted. Why is there something on it?"
"What?"
Pang Meng's body shook violently.
He raised his head dully and looked at the window sill stupidly.
Three yak hairs swayed in the wind. The first one was tied with a thin needle, as straight as an arrow. The second one was tied with the louse and made a small circle at the end. And the third one...
His vision expanded rapidly,
The tail of the yak hair was as thin as dust, swaying in the wind, and it was empty without any object at all.
"No?"
"Really do not have……"
"I was cheated... Was I really cheated? Could it be that I was really cheated?"
"Master!!!"
A sharp roar penetrated the sky.
next moment.
The window sill suddenly shattered, and the strong wind blew the ignorant little boy to the ground.
Wait for Pang Meng's wife to hear the sound and come over.
He only saw his crying son on the ground and Pang Meng running towards Yang Gang's residence like a whirlwind.
(End of chapter)
