Chapter 194: The Arrow Never Misses Its Target



When Ling Jiheng saw the little beggar slip the note to the Dong family's servant, he ignored the development of the situation.

He and Chi Xingyue left the city and hurried north.

If you want to know who came up with this idea, well, it was Chi Xingyue.

The young wife praised herself for her cleverness, but she didn't know whether Mr. Dong could grasp her meaning so keenly.

At the Dong Mansion, Mr. Dong looked at the note presented by the servant and fell silent.

"Braised bird, fried monkey brain..." What the hell is going on? This isn't how pranks are played!

He crumpled the note and threw it aside. He asked the housekeeper, "What's going on with those two bastards?"

"People from Yicui Tower and Jinyu Tower have sent a message. If you don't pay the ransom today, we will cut off the little fingers of the two young masters. Then..."

The butler didn't dare to continue.

Mr. Dong knew that by then, he might not be sure whether he could survive, and even if he survived, his future would be ruined.

He was so angry that he raised his hand and threw the tea bowl beside the bed to the ground.

Porcelain pieces flew everywhere, and Master Dong cursed loudly, "How many times have I told you to stay away from those beautiful women? Now you're being pestered by them, right?

He deserves it, let him take it, I can't always clean up their mess!"

After saying this, his expression changed and he asked someone to pick up the paper ball and open it again.

Yingying and Yanyan are just little birds. If we need to process them, we just need to braise them.

What about the monkey brain? Mr. Dong thought for a long time before realizing that the monkey was equivalent to the dice and that they were using the metaphor of a casino.

Wow, he turned out to be a tip-off, so the remaining two sentences were not just about coming over to eat.

There were more than enough of them, so it was easy to guess "Xu". Thinking about what had happened to his family over the years, Mr. Dong was so angry that his blood almost boiled over.

"Great, very good!" He never imagined that his biggest enemy was right next to him and had been hiding for so many years.

Mr. Dong no longer thought about who brought the news. As he recalled the details, Xu Daquan's name lingered in his mind.

A so-called close friend is someone who can get information about your family bit by bit, and then at the critical moment, draw his knife and attack you.

You should be grateful when someone shows concern and care about you afterwards.

Mr. Dong felt that all those years of affection had gone to waste. Perhaps he shouldn't have had any contact with Xu from the beginning.

***

Leaving the city again, the two were in a good mood, though a little anxious to get back to Qingshan Village.

I don’t know how the Ling family is doing, or whether it snowed in Qingshan Village during the days they were away.

Ling Jiheng returned the pistol to Chi Xingyue without asking her how she got such a thing. He only warned her, "Be careful, it could go off accidentally!"

Chi Xingyue's eyes flashed, and she lifted the curtains a little. Her voice was sweet and soft: "Husband, how about you teach me how to shoot?"

Ling Jiheng thought about it and realized that his young wife had no martial arts skills. If she really encountered danger, knowing how to shoot could save her life.

However, this thing is too dangerous, so it is better to start by learning something like a bow and crossbow.

He nodded. "Okay, practice your aim first, then I'll teach you how to shoot. We have a weapons cache, right? Look around and see if there are any bows and arrows, or hidden arrows."

Chi Xingyue closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into space. He found the weapons he had looted from the hematite mine. After searching for a while, he actually found these two items.

However, she had difficulty pulling the bow, but the sleeve arrow was very small and could be hidden as a concealed weapon.

Chi Xingyue handed the item to Ling Jiheng. Ling Jiheng knew how much the bow weighed at a glance and asked her to put it back. He also said, "I'll make you a more elegant one tomorrow."

Then we stopped the car and taught her how to aim and shoot on the spot.

Chi Xingyue shot several arrows at the tree trunks on the roadside. Some of them missed the target, some just barely hit the edge, and some hit the tree trunks.

However, her strength was not enough and she couldn't achieve the effect of penetrating deeply.

Seeing that she had mastered the technique, Ling Jiheng sent her back to the fairyland to practice. It was safe there and she wasn't afraid of the cold.

Chi Xingyue was very obedient and immersed his consciousness into the space as soon as he entered the carriage.

She found an apple tree as her target. At first, she only shot the arrow at the trunk. Gradually, she tried to shoot the arrow at the apples, and finally the leaves.

Although the apple trees in this area are in a mess, the effect is gratifying.

In just one day and one night, she was able to shoot her arrows without missing their target. She is truly gifted!

The next day, Chi Xingyue continued practicing in the space. This time, she rode on a horse, bouncing up and down while shooting to increase the difficulty.

I couldn't hit the target at first, but I gradually got the hang of it. There were no birds in the air, otherwise I could have tried shooting at moving targets.

By the way, there are sparrows outside. How about she give it a try?

Coming out of the space, Chi Xingyue shuddered at the sharp air in the carriage.

Ling Jiheng heard the noise and hurriedly stopped the carriage. He tied up the horse, brushed off the snow, and pulled open the curtain to hide in the carriage.

"Why did you come out?" Ling Jiheng asked.

Chi Xingyue didn't answer, but looked outside the car: "When did it snow?"

"It just rained, only a quarter of an hour or two, so the ground is still dark. Let's hurry up and make our way back to Qingshan Village. I'll have to trouble you, though!"

It wasn't Chi Xingyue who was having a hard time; it was clearly Ling Jiheng who was having a hard time.

When driving a car outside, not only do you have to face the wind and snow, but you also have to be alert to the movements around you, for fear of being targeted by robbers.

Fortunately, Chang Wan had led them to explore the way when they came, and Ling Jiheng knew where there was a place to stay, and they could even warm up in a house with a charcoal brazier at night.

Chi Xingyue took out a portion of bird's nest and said, "Hurry up and drink some to warm yourself up. I'll catch the bus!"

Ling Jiheng held her eager shoulders and said, "No, it won't take long!"

After saying that, he drank the bird's nest in one gulp, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and went out to drive the car again.

The car was speeding along the bumpy country road. Chi Xingyue was swaying from side to side and felt dizzy.

She wondered why the road was so narrow, otherwise she could have let her car out for a spin!

The snow outside the car was falling heavier and heavier, and the sky was getting dark quickly.

The snow on the ground was seven or eight centimeters thick, and the place where they were going to stay tonight was still a long way away from them.

Ling Jiheng didn't dare to continue on his journey, but there was no village in front and no shop behind, and staying there was tantamount to waiting for death.

Ling Jiheng pursed his lips, wanting to ask the fairy for help. But Chi Xingyue released her car before he could speak.

Let Ling Jiheng go in first, then put the carriage into the space and quickly sit in the passenger seat.

Because the car was released from the space, the temperature in the car was still quite high. As soon as Ling Jiheng came in, he felt a warmth.

However, due to the heat exchange with the cold air outside the car, a layer of mist quickly condensed on the car window glass, blocking his vision.

Chi Xingyue rubbed his fingers and breathed out a breath, and then he felt less cold.

I don’t know how Ling Jiheng has been getting along these days. I hope he doesn’t get rheumatism when he’s old.

He signaled Ling Jiheng to start the car, turn on the air conditioner, and turn on the defogger.

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