Yan Feng raised the bow in his hand and shouted, "Song Yuehua, I'm back again!"

Song Yuehua, "..."

Yan Feng said proudly, "I have been training hard in the temple for the past few months, I will definitely be able to defeat you this time."

Isn't he practicing boxing and stick fighting? Does it have anything to do with archery?

"Has your hair grown longer?" Song Yuehua asked.

Unexpectedly, when Yan Fengjian lifted the wig, he found that there was hair inside, but the length was not long enough to avoid criticism.

"Wear it for a while longer." Song Yuehua said.

The wig was spinning in circles in Yan Fengjian's hands. He asked, "Song Yuehua, you used your own hair to make a wig? Do you know what it means to give your hair as a gift?"

"What do you mean?" Song Yuehua asked with some amusement.

Yan Feng saw this and sighed heavily.

Da Mao explained, "Miss Song, when a woman gives her hair as a gift, it means tying the knot, but I know you are..."

"Okay," Yan Fengjian interrupted, "I don't have any plans to get married right now, so don't try to hit on me."

Song Yuehua: "..." This little bastard!

"This wig contains not only my hair, but also Xie Wenwu's." Song Yuehua stated the truth.

Yan Feng was stunned when he saw this, and Damao was also stunned.

Afraid that they would not believe it, Song Yuehua added, "Unless I cut all my hair, this amount of hair will not belong to the same person. What do you think?"

Yan Fengjian asked Damao, "Can three people get married?"

Da Mao shook his head vigorously, "There is no such saying. If it's not just Miss Song's hair, it may really have no other meaning."

"Oh..." Yan Fengjian still felt a little lost.

Song Yuehua pointed at the big bow on Yan Fengjian's back and asked, "Want to compete?"

"certainly!"

Speaking of competition, Yan Fengjian became interested, and the two went to the playground in Dongshan to start shooting.

After returning from the temple this time, Yan Fengjian's strength had indeed improved, but he still couldn't defeat Song Yuehua with just this.

It was not until Song Yuehua hit the target with her last arrow that she won almost without any suspense. Yan Fengjian was visibly disappointed for a moment.

Before Song Yuehua could figure out how to comfort him, Yan Fengjian threw the bow and arrow to Da Mao behind him and said to Duan Yidao, "Duan Yidao, can you fight me for two moves?"

The two of them came to the side to fight, and Song Yuehua sighed.

Damao came over and talked to her, "The Third Master practices with a stick during the day and a bow at night in the temple, but he still can't beat the girl. I'm afraid he must be upset."

Depression?

Song Yuehua glanced at Yan Fengjian and really didn't think so.

However, Song Yuehua still said to Damao, "Xie Wenwu is working in the kitchen now and eats here in the evening."

"Okay!" Damao said happily.

The food was not good during my stay at Linghua Temple. Although I asked Xie Wenwu for a recipe, it was still far from good.

Since it’s such a rare opportunity to come here, I certainly wouldn’t want to miss out on Xie Wenwu’s craftsmanship.

Song Yuehua said to Damao again, "The gift you gave me during the New Year is too valuable. I really don't dare to use it, and I don't know what to give you in return..."

"Come to think of it, I haven't thanked Miss Song properly yet," Damao said gratefully, "If it weren't for the wig you sent me, I'm afraid I would be finished. Let alone giving you something, it would be reasonable for me to give you myself."

"That's not necessary." Song Yuehua quickly declined.

Da Mao asked about Da Bao and Da Bao again. He was surprised to learn that the two children were in school. "When I was here with Master San, Da Bao wet his pants. I didn't expect that he could study now."

Song Yuehua smiled and said, "Now he doesn't pee on me anymore."

Da Mao took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and said, "This is the medicine I asked Third Master to ask a friend of a friend's brother to get from the capital. You can try it, young lady."

"The wound medicine in the capital!" Song Yuehua said in surprise, "Brother Damao, thank you for your hard work. By the way, how much is this? I'll give it to you later."

Da Mao waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Miss Song, let's not talk about money. Besides, I didn't spend any money. It was someone that Third Master found to help me."

After saying this, Damao was afraid that Song Yuehua would talk about the money to Yan Fengjian, so he said, "If the girl really wants to repay you, just compete with the Third Master twice more. The money is not important, what is important is the favor."

Song Yuehua nodded and she remembered the favor.

The two had been corresponding with each other for a long time, and when they met, they had endless things to talk about.

Duan Yidao also knew how to make use of resources. After he had practiced with Yan Feng, he called his three students over and had them practice with Yan Feng one by one.

Jin Shaoyang persisted the longest, but still lost.

When it was Ji Ming's turn, Duan Yidao first called him over and asked him to fight openly on the ground without cheating, and then he let him compete. In the end, he could only fight for 10 moves.

When it was Zhao Tieniang's turn, Yan Fengjian asked, "How long have you been practicing?"

"One month." Zhao Tieniang replied.

Yan Feng frowned, and Duan Yidao immediately said, "It's agreed that after you defeat all three of them, I will practice with you again."

Seeing no other options, Yan Feng said to Zhao Tieniang, "Go get a weapon, otherwise it would damage my reputation to fight with a newcomer like you."

Zhao Tieniang looked at Duan Yidao and saw Duan Yidao throwing a wooden stick to her.

“Here it comes!”

After Zhao Tieniang took the stick, she swung it directly towards Yan Fengjian.

He was almost caught the first two times. When he got close to Yan Fengjian for the third time, Yan Fengjian grabbed the wooden stick and pulled it behind him. Zhao Tieniang took the opportunity to grab the stick, spun in the air, and kicked towards Yan Fengjian's face with her legs.

Yan Feng took a step back, steadied his body, and chopped down the man with his palm, knocking him heavily to the ground.

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