Song Yun took out two stones that she had prepared long ago, and knocked on the bushes with a shovel in her other hand.
There was a loud rustling sound, and two pheasants with brightly colored feathers flew out from under the bushes and flew quickly towards a big tree not far away.
The old man sighed, "Such a fat pheasant, it's good to look at but not to eat."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, Song Yun shook her wrist, and two stones flew out of her hand, hitting the two pheasants with incredible precision.
The two pheasants fell to the ground, twitched twice, and then became motionless.
The old man opened his mouth, which was big enough to fit a duck egg, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Song Yun walked around the bushes and picked up two dead pheasants from under a tree. She skillfully took out a knife and cut the pheasants' necks to let the blood flow.
The old man came to his senses and hurried over. He looked at the pheasants in Song Yun's hand, then looked at Song Yun again, unable to help asking, "How did you do that?" He had seen it all clearly. This couldn't be a coincidence. Two pheasants, shot with a stone at the same time, fell to the ground at the same time. He saw it with his own eyes when Song Yun picked up the stone. The stone was not big, about the size of his fingernail. He didn't believe that such a small stone could kill the pheasants in one shot without some internal skills.
Song Yun smiled and said, "I've practiced it."
The old man asked, "Have you ever practiced Neijia Fu?"
Song Yun nodded, "Yes, I used to practice Qigong with my master, so I can be considered an internal martial artist."
The old man circled around Song Yun twice and asked, "You are not some old witch, are you? You have mastered the inner martial arts at such a young age?"
Song Yun was amused by him and laughed out loud, "My master said I have a natural talent for martial arts. With my hard work and study, I've only just mastered the basics."
The old man didn't know whether he believed it or not, but his eyes were filled with amazement and envy, and he didn't ask any more questions. "No wonder you always say you want to go into the mountains, and you say you want to go into the mountains alone. If you have the ability, you can dominate Xiqinxi."
Song Yun threw the two pheasants into the backpack and said, "That's right, I'll protect you from now on."
The old man was also happy.
Song Yun walked around and found a pheasant's nest hidden in the bushes. There were seven pheasant eggs in the nest.
"Let's have scrambled eggs for dinner." Song Yun put the eggs away.
The old man was sharp-eyed and found a clump of herbs near the chicken coop. He called Song Yun to dig with him.
The two of them dug herbs for a while, dug up all the herbs in the old man's house, leaving only the young plants, and then continued on their way to the old man's first herb-collecting base.
"If you come in spring or summer, there will be plenty of herbs and you won't have to look for them like this," said the old man.
Song Yun nodded. "After all, there are only a limited number of cold-resistant herbs. It's great to be able to find some. We've gained quite a bit today."
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