"Neiyun, the so-called "eating people with short mouths and short hands" must agree to me." The fox's tail finally revealed. And before he could say anything, he had to agree. What is the logic?

"Mr. Yue, don't play the puzzle, okay?" He felt panicked.

"Neiyun, although the mountains are covered with heavy snow, just in case, someone still needs to stand guard and I will be selected gloriously."

"Mr. Yue, these pieces of meat you have are so expensive. Can I pour it back?"

"What do you think!" She looked harmless.

"I think it's better to forget it." Fu Xingyun was very tactful.

"That's right, Xingyun, remember to report tomorrow. Two people will take over in half an evening. As a reward, six pieces of minced meat every day, so it's so pleasant to decide." Her figure disappeared into the heavy snow.

Fu Xingyun's mind was filled with the appearance of Xiao Yi's smile. "Sister Yi, are you okay? I met someone who looks very similar to you. When I see her, I always think of you. If nothing unexpected happens, you should be a foundation-building monk."

The next day, he arrived on time, and Yueqing came earlier. "Mr. Yue, didn't you say that two people are in a group, and the other person?"

"It's far away and close to you!"

"You?" Fu Xingyun was surprised.

"What, it can't be me!"

"Mr. Yue, you are the leader. How can you do such a rough job?"

"The leader should charge."

"Well, you are willing to suffer this sin and no one stops you."

"Note your words. Someone called me the leader just now." She pouted her cherry mouth. "Why are you not big or small now?"

"Okay, Master Yue, I will pay attention in the future." It was indeed a little casual just now, and I felt more and more like talking to Xiao Yi, but she was not Xiao Yi after all.

"Not energetic!" She gave him a blank look.

One after another, they arrived at the exit. The huge stone door was covered with thick white snow. There were steps next to the huge rocks. They climbed the city wall along the stone steps, and there were alarm horns and towers to resist wind and rain on the city wall. The view was very wide and you could see a very distant place.

She was covered in silver and snow was floating thousands of miles away. The winter scenery was fascinating. "It's so beautiful!" She stretched her waist gently, and her concave and convex figure turned into another beautiful scenery in the snowflakes.

Fu Xingyun leaned against the stone pillar and looked into the distance. Perhaps it was the direction of the western frontier.

"Neiyun, someone once told me that people who like to look into the distance have their worries. Do you have them?"

"Everyone has it."

"Neiyun, where are you from?"

"I don't remember."

"Haha, this is another sentence!" It was obviously a perfunctory statement, but she seemed to be no longer angry.

"Then you still ask!" Fu Xingyun was calm and calm.

"It's not fun at all when you are serious!" She walked out of the tower and walked along the stone steps to the center of the huge rock. The bitter cold wind blew on the animal skin and shook her hands in a light posture. At this time, she was like a butterfly flying in the snow.

"Be careful to fall down." He was so disgraceful.

"Don't worry!" She ignored her.

"Be careful to fall down." Although it was the same thing, only he could hear it himself. "Okay, just fall down." He gave up.

"Neiyun, did I find a problem?" She came back a long time later.

“What’s the problem?”

"Don't you feel cold? Yes, she is a monk at the fifth level of Qi training. The degree of coldness cannot hurt her at present, but what about him who is a mortal fetus? Why can he be like her? It's very suspicious.

"Mr. Yue, why do you always look at me with doubt!"

"I'm just curious, not suspicious!"

It seemed that they had touched some taboo topics, and they stopped talking until half an evening arrived. "Hey" she sighed and left.

After returning to the stone house, he always remembered Yue Qing's words just now: Don't you feel cold? First, healed with broken arms, then immunized with severe cold, with strangeness everywhere, no wonder she suspected it. But this was something that could not be avoided. The severe cold here is simply insignificant compared to Xueying Peak in the western frontier. He felt that some characteristics of his body had returned.

The next day, Yueqing did not come again, and on the third day, she did not come either. Gradually, Fu Xingyun forgot about this matter.

On the 30th day after the heavy snow fell, an old woman died. The old woman was sad when she heard it. "Maybe I will be the next one."

"I'm worried about it all." Fu Xingyun leaned lazily on the wall of the cellar. "Old woman, the more worried you are, the more you will happen. If you take it lightly, you won't die and can live a hundred years of life!" By the way, she seemed to be more than a hundred years old, and she had far exceeded the limit of human beings.

"Xiao Fuzi, I'm not afraid of death. I still have many stories that have not been told to you yet. I can't bear to die!" "Cough cough" "Cough cough cough" Next was a cough. The cold air invaded the lungs along the throat and swallowed her vitality. Every word she said was suffering.

"Old woman, you'd better sleep with peace of mind." Little Lizi was really afraid that she would cough up thick phlegm and choke her to death.

"Okay, okay, okay" she said three good words in a row. "My old woman would rather sleep to death than cough to death."

The village is about to die and the first funeral is held in this winter. The old man who carved the totem appeared. This time, he was holding a carved knife, but a machete. The witch also appeared. It was the first time Fu Xingyun saw the witch for so long that she had seen it. She was a woman and a child, not old. She was about forty years old, with patterns on her face and covered with sticky and feathered animal skins.

Except for the old woman who was unwilling to witness death, everyone who could come came.

"Life is long, but death is short. Go, go, the fertile hunting ground is waiting for you, where you can find the perfect prey in your heart. Don't worry, the vulture's claws are very sharp, and you will be able to arrive soon, get on the road, get on the road."

In the witch's nagging, the old man totem raised his machete and chopped the dead into pieces.

"Arrow coffin!" The witch made a sound similar to a bird's cry.

Everyone stabbed the arrow feathers into the ground in an orderly manner. After a while, a "coffin" made of arrow feathers was formed. Strangely, just as the arrow coffin was formed, the sound of vultures came from the distant sky.

"The black ship has arrived, don't enter the stranger!" the witch shouted in horror.

Everyone began to stay away.

The vulture gradually became clear and soon landed in the center of the arrow coffin, flapping its wings a few times before starting to eat.

The witch's chanting sounded again. This time it was not him alone, but everyone present began to chant. They couldn't hear what the tune was, but they would feel inexplicably sad. In the elegy of everyone, the vulture swallowed up all the meat, and then flew up and disappeared into the sky.

"The black ship has floated to the other side, let's disperse." The ceremony ended.

This was his first funeral. Fu Xingyun couldn't forget the green eyes of the vultures when they were eating. Is this the end of the village? They believe that vultures will take them to a beautiful place. Is this ignorance or faith!

The old woman was the first to die, but she was definitely not the last one. Death had come, and maybe the next moment was herself or her relatives around her. Everyone was very depressed. In order to get rid of the shadow, Yueqing decided to hold a martial arts competition. This was not groundless and it was held at this time every year.

The competition is divided into three events: archery, running and wrestling. Those who win the championship are qualified to test the magic bows worshipped in the village. This is a great honor.

"Brother Fu, you are extremely strong and one of the popular candidates to win the championship." Little Lizi said happily.

The competition made the tribe members excited, which may be a way to resist the severe cold.

"I don't plan to participate." Fu Xingyun shook his head.

"Why? I heard that the divine bows worshipped in the ancestral hall are even more powerful than those in the hands of Master Yue!"

So what! A good bow may be like life for a hunter, but it means nothing to Fu Xingyun. "Everyone has what they like to do and what they don't like to do."

"All right."

Little Lizi signed up to participate. Although there is no hope of winning the championship, the key is to participate.

The tribe members who had been bored in the cellar for almost a month have returned to their former glory. "This year, I must be in the top ten!" "I will do my best later." There are endless discussions.

As everyone was ready to go, the competition began. The first round was archery, with ten people in groups, each with ten arrows. The rule was to shoot the bullseye, and the person who stayed at the bullseye won.

From a literal perspective, it seems a bit contradictory. When the shot is naturally stuck, it requires the minimum number. How is this possible? I saw that after the first arrow feather hit the bull's eye, the second arrow feather cut the first arrow feather in half, shot two, but in the end it only stayed one. This is their way. With poor vision and the wind direction changes at any time, it is also possible to accurately hit targets that are only the size of a little finger, which requires super skills.

Everyone split the first arrow feather. "Okay!" The bystanders cheered.

The third arrow starts, and the airflow changes at any time. This arrow cannot copy the pattern of the previous arrow. It must make the most accurate judgment in the shortest time. Causing force! The arrow is released! The sound of "swish swish swish swish swish" is constantly coming, and the result is the same. The third arrow shot the second arrow through again.

"Okay!" A warm applause broke out again at the scene.

The fourth arrow did not open the distance, and the fifth arrow was the same. When the sixth arrow was on, someone began to make mistakes and failed to penetrate the previous arrow. So two arrow feathers appeared on the bull's eye. When all the arrow feathers were shot, three out of ten people left only one arrow, and they were the winners of this link.

Little Lizi finally left three arrows. Although they were incomparable to adults, they surpassed their peers too many.

After the archery competition, twenty people stood out, followed by a running competition, which was also a group of ten people, with a distance of hundreds of meters. Interestingly, they were actually measured by arrow feathers. Under normal circumstances, people cannot surpass the speed of arrow feathers, but within a hundred meters, there is a slight possibility.

With a "swish", at the moment when the arrow feathers were cleared, the competition was tilted and rushed forward in an explosive posture. If anyone can pass the arrow feathers within a hundred meters, he will have the ability to avoid most attacks, which is also the significance of this competition.

At thirty meters, the people were equal to the arrow feathers, and differentiated began to occur at 50 meters, and the gap widened at 70 meters. When it reached 100 meters, only ten people succeeded in the end.

Ataier is extremely powerful and won the first place in both rounds of competitions. If he wins in the final wrestling stage, he will continue to be the title of No. 1 hunter and have the opportunity to test the Divine Bow. "All opponents will be defeated in front of me Ataier."

The wrestling competition began, and there was no fancy this round. It was purely a competition of strength and skills. Violent and wild projects were often more impactful, and the enthusiasm of the village was pushed to the extreme.

After several rounds of competition, Ataier and three other people stood out. After the two-way match, he threw the last opponent to the ground with all his backs and ended the game.

"Brother Fu, Atae is really strong."

"Maybe." This is not a question he cares about.

"But I think if Brother Fu is willing to participate in the competition, you will definitely be able to defeat Ataier."

"Maybe." This is not a question he cares about. He doesn't need to defeat a mortal.

Although the competition was over, the party did not end. In the evening, in the heavy snow like goose feathers, the tribe members raised fires and began to celebrate. The burning flames melted the snow within a thousand meters. The tribe members danced and sang around the flames, which was very lively.

The divine bow, which was finally enshrined in the ancestral hall, was slowly carried out by four people. When Ataier saw the divine bow, he showed a hot expression.

It is indeed a good bow. The bow body is made of rhino horns, which is dark and cold, while the bow is refined by the tendons and veins of the earth dragon, which is exciting. Perhaps others cannot find it, but Fu Xingyun saw that the magic bow invisibly revealed a trace of evil spirit.

This is a heavy bow that has been drinking blood. All things have spirits. Some objects will also have certain spirituality after experiencing the world. This bow is exactly like this.

When Ataier held the heavy bow, now there was no sound, and Yueqing also held her breath.

"Get up!" He tried all his strength, but he encountered many obstacles, and all his blood vessels burst outwards at this moment, which was the manifestation of the extreme force. "First-class hunter Atae must not fail!" He gritted his teeth, and finally, the divine bow was lifted up by him, but this was only the first step, shooting arrow feathers with the divine bow is the top priority.

"Will he succeed?" the tribe members talked a lot.

Yue Qing's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and ten green fingers were tightly clasped together, and it was obvious that she was very nervous.

Ataier pulled the arrow feathers and was about to pull Gong Xuan, but something strange happened. Red blood emerged from his index finger and middle finger. Then, blood emerged from his palm holding the bow.

The phenomenon of rejection arises. Seeing this, everyone showed regretful expressions, Yueqing breathed a sigh of relief. "Ataier, you have not been recognized by the Divine Bow. Give up quickly, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
Chapter completed!