The snow passed and the sky cleared up. It was just noon. The old man said a few words and the fairy children dismissed their studies.

"What little bastard did it!"

As soon as he left the school, Xia Mu stamped his feet and shouted in the crowd.

I don't know who did it, but the front hoof of his blue-eyed green bull was broken.

"Li! Don't bully others too much!"

Xia Mu shouted and squeezed through the crowd, staring fiercely at Li Sihan.

"What's wrong with your cow is the legs, but what's wrong with you is the brain."

Li Sihan patted the white deer gently. The students around him could see clearly that the white deer was spotless.

They are both evil beasts with two cores, so if Bai Lu did it, both sides would definitely suffer.

"If it's not us, just leave!"

Ji Wutong led Dabai over and the blue-eyed blue bull suddenly fell to his knees and twitched for some reason.

Xia Mu didn't bother to hold him accountable anymore and hurriedly called for seven or eight servants to lift up his mount.

After leaving the school, this alley leads to the main road in the town.

"Uncle Ji! I'll come to your house in a few days to pay New Year's greetings!"

Li Sihan greeted Ji Laigui on the other side of the road, laughed and said goodbye to Ji Wutong beside him.

"Go home quickly and try on new clothes. Your mother bought you ribs."

Ji Laigui held Dabai's hand, but there was still a hint of anger in his words.

"I'll be back later. I'm going to the lake! I'll have a big exam tomorrow, I..."

Ji Wutong followed his father, knowing that his father was still angry, but he didn't know how to apologize.

"How many times have I said that when you go to someone's door and use their land, you can't go empty-handed."

Ji Laigui stopped in front of the roasted nuts shop, where the peanuts had just been cooked.

"I promised Old Man Jiang that I would bring him some snacks today."

Ji Wutong stopped at the door of the store and decided to tell his father after much hesitation.

Ji Laigui said nothing, turned around and took his son to the snack shop on the other side.

Desserts are not something they can usually eat at home, only once a month.

The four snacks were neatly wrapped in oil paper, and his calloused hands hung them around Dabai's neck.

"How many times have I told you that you need to be gregarious in your dealings with others. You don't interact with others except Sihan! How can this be done?"

The father and son walked forward and almost reached the entrance of the town.

"I know, Dad! I came out in a hurry today."

Ji Wutong practiced his hair and straightened his shoulder bag with his rough hands.

"Dad, I'll be back before dark!"

Ji Wutong led Dabai and walked out of the town, turning back and waving to his father.

"Don't worry, the road is slippery! Your mother and I will wait for you to eat."

Looking at Ji Laigui's retreating figure, the gloom in the little bastard's heart disappeared.

Father and son may not need to apologize before, they just need to give each other a step up.

By the wild lake outside the town, a woman in a red dress had naked feet, and her skirt was looming, showing her slender figure. She was the woman who listened to Ji Wutong being beaten on the eaves that night.

"Did he really say that? Hongyuan, let me just say that I made no mistake!"

Old Man Jiang laughed loudly after hearing what Hong Yuan said.

"really?"

Red Kite tapped its toes lightly and sat on the branch of the tree. Under its thin eyebrows, its eyes were as clear as springs.

"Maybe I'll be wrong, but he's not wrong!"

Old Man Jiang glanced at the lake. There were ripples on the lake, and it instantly returned to calm.

Not far away, Dabai spread his hooves and ran into the grass, and Ji Wutong walked towards this side with a bow on his back.

The corners of Red Kite's mouth raised, like the warm light under the ice and snow.

"dessert!"

Ji Wutong glanced at the red kite on the tree and didn't ask much.

"The school didn't issue it. Your father bought it?"

Old Jiang raised his eyes and looked at Ji Wutong, who was bowing his back.

"How do you know the school didn't send it?"

Ji Wutong looked at Old Man Jiang and then at the red kite on the tree.

"I also know that today you heard the truth and got scolded by your teacher to death!"

Old ginger head grinned widely, and even the red kite on the tree pursed its lips and looked toward the lake.

"It's not a scolding." Ji Wutong took off the bow from his body. There were sharpened wooden sticks in the arrow basket behind him.

"Why do you practice archery?" Hong Yuan frowned. There are too few immortal cultivators in this world who practice bows and arrows.

Legalists hold whips, the soft whip is easy to handle, and the iron whip is strong and sharp.

Soldiers use spears and sticks. The spear can sweep through thousands of armies, and the stick can attack and defend freely.

The Taoist whisk is as good as the water.

Although Confucian swordsmanship and archery are two skills, swordsmanship can cultivate one's character and character, while archery skills are only auxiliary.

“Archery costs nothing!”

Ji Wutong bent his bow and set an arrow, and before Old Man Jiang could speak, he answered Hong Yuan's question.

Any kind of artifact is valuable, but bows are not used. Artifacts are about weapons. Archery skills are about skills.

"It's delicious! It's delicious! It cost your father money and trouble."

Old Man Jiang opened his mouth wide and put a piece of snack into his mouth. Suddenly the fishing rod shook and a big fish jumped out of the lake.

When the fish comes out, the arrow shoots out, with a faint purple light in its mouth, and it is sure to hit with one hit. Ji Wutong has tried this practice many times.

"He practices with you every day?" Hong Yuan saw that the two of them had a good understanding of each other.

"There is an additional fee for practicing in the school, and it is not suitable elsewhere. What do you do with this child?"

Old Man Jiang smashed his mouth, and another fish was nailed into the lake by Ji Wutong.

"You are a dying man, you should teach him some real things. Then someone will be able to put you to rest!"

After Hong Yuan finished speaking, she wore a long skirt and crossed the lake, disappearing into the reeds on the horizon.

"Old man, are you... what she said is true?"

Ji Wutong put down his bow and arrow and couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Apart from Li Sihan, only Old Man Jiang could be called his friend.

I still remember that when he first entered the school, Old Man Jiang lived by the wild lake, living alone.

The land of Kyushu doesn't care who lives in these places. How long you can live in the wilderness depends on your ability.

Old Man Jiang is a weirdo with a very bad temper. At first, everyone in the town thought he was a lunatic.

An old man who loves to drink and talks crazy words claims to be an immortal.

"I am an immortal. When I die, it is also called becoming an immortal!"

Old Man Jiang stood up and patted Ji Wutong on the shoulder.

"I'm asking you, is it true or false?"

Ji Wutong's eyes were firm, and Old Man Jiang's words just now were obviously to prevaricate himself.

"I said I am an immortal, do you think it is true or false?"

Ji Wutong didn't answer. As Old Man Jiang said, he took the bow from Ji Wutong's hand, weighed it, and pulled out the full bow but without an arrow.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp wave of air emitted from the bow, and the moment a red light hit the lake, the middle of the water suddenly exploded, and water flowers bloomed.

"The bow stands, standing between heaven and earth!"

Old Man Jiang drew his bow again, this time pointing at a big tree by the lake. The red light was so fast that when Ji Wutong looked at the tree again, there was a loud crash and the tree fell.

"The bow is flat and sweeps across all things in the world!"

He drew the bow again, and three dots of red light floated between Old Man Jiang's fingers. The moment his fingers were released, a reed swamp in front of him was razed to the ground.
To be continued...