Tanhualu

"Are you looking for this?" The voice of the woman in blue was as indifferent as her face.

Yang Jin looked at the two dead quails hanging in the air with a pair of slightly pale hands. Blood trickled down from the wounds and hit the crisp and tender grass on the ground, which was particularly conspicuous.

Blood, wounds and death, these do not make Yang Jin feel afraid.Over the past few months, she has learned the rules of survival of the strong in this small wood.Dead birds and beasts only reminded her of their fragrant smell when they were roasted, and that was the most real thing.

Nothing can fight the hunger and the need to live.

The woman in the green shirt held up the dead quail as indifferently as if it was just two pieces of tofu.

From her calmness and the fact that she stood silently behind her before, Yang Jin can conclude that she must be a very high martial arts practitioner.

Not only that, but Yang Jin smelled something like a hunter or a butcher from the aura around her.Well, it's not really that kind of bloody smell that is tainted by killing a lot, but a kind of... atmosphere.

Yang Jin couldn't explain that feeling clearly.Perhaps it is the... intuition of a child who is used to running in the mountains.

However, Yang Jin was not afraid.Probably because she felt that this woman was not hostile to her, or maybe it was because there was a hint of warmth under the cold eyes that the woman cast on her?

For as long as Yang Jin stood stupidly, the woman in green shirt stood with her for a long time, until Yang Jin's face suddenly turned red——

In any case, it would be extremely impolite for someone to ask a question and not answer it.

"Yes..." Yang Jin muttered, "I was looking for this..."

The woman in the blue shirt heard the words, glanced at her playfully, then turned her gaze back to the wound of the dead quail, and asked, "Did you kill these two quail?"

"Yeah." Yang Jin nodded.

"Use these two clay pills?" said the green-clothed woman, raising her hand towards Yang Jin, just pointing the wounds of the two quail towards her.

Yang Jin could see clearly that the blood that flowed before had gradually solidified.The deadly wounds of the two quails were each embedded with a dark object, which was already stained with blood, and the original color could not be seen much.

"Yes, I shot it with a slingshot." Yang Jin didn't hide it in front of the expert.She didn't do anything harmful, but she just wanted to get some game to satisfy her hunger.

The woman in the green shirt handed back the two dead quails to Yang Jin, but spread her palms to her and said, "Bring me to see."

Seeing that the other party was willing to return the prey to him, Yang Jin breathed a sigh of relief.She has a childlike heart, and she is especially afraid that the roast quail to satisfy her hunger tonight will be empty.

Unexpectedly, the opponent also had to look at his "weapon".It's just a slingshot, and it's not a valuable thing.Of course Yang Jin didn't think that such a "superior" would snatch his slingshot, so he put the dead quail on the ground and pulled the slingshot from his belt.

Seeing that even though she was childishly reluctant to part with the two dead quails, the green-clothed woman could not help smiling when she saw that she put down the thing gracefully and held the slingshot to herself with both hands.

Although the smile was invisible to others at all.

"Senior, here you are." Yang Jin held the slingshot and said.

The woman in green shirt nodded secretly when she heard her calling herself, and took it casually.

Yang Jin saw and touched the thin callus on the palm of the other party at that moment.Those are not ordinary needlework or cocoons for holding knives and swords, but cocoons grinded out by bending bows and arrows over time!

Yang Jin shivered.

The woman in blue didn't care about the change in her expression, but looked at the ordinary slingshot in her hand, and said, "Are you a disciple of Xuanyuan Sect?"

Yang Jin was taken aback again, she opened her mouth and wanted to say "no", but felt it was inaccurate; but it was wrong to say "yes".Is she a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect?Even she doesn't know.

Yang Jin thought about it, and asked boldly: "How did senior know about me..."

Facing the cold gaze of the woman in the green shirt, Yang Jin couldn't speak anymore.

"Does senior recognize me?" Her voice was small.

"I don't know you," the woman in the green shirt said bluntly, "but I know your martial arts mentality."

Yang Jin was surprised, and thought: Can you tell the martial arts mentality just by hitting two birds?

Seeing the deja vu look on her face, the green-clothed woman couldn't help but soften her eyes a lot. Pointing to a tree shade in the distance, she said, "Follow me to talk there."

After standing under the sun for a long time, Yang Jin also felt that Qiuhu was very powerful.She nodded, and followed the woman in blue to the tree, but she did not forget to carry her two prey.

The woman in the green shirt: "..."

The woman in green shirt sat under the tree, looked at Yang Jin standing in front of her, and patted her side: "Sit down."

When Yang Jin met her for the first time, although he knew that the other party was a master and respected her, his defense was still there.She is not used to dealing with people, so she sat down two feet away from the other party.

There was an inexplicable look in the eyes of the woman in the blue shirt, and she asked, "Who is your master?"

Master?

Yang Jin was taken aback.

Does she have a master?Didn't she come to Xuanyuan Sect to learn from her teacher?However, the head of the Xuanyuan Sect simply confiscated her!

The mother-in-law taught her the art of distorting yellow, the senior masked teacher taught her a unique skill that she was not allowed to tell others, Zhuang Bishop taught her the martial arts mentality that is said to have the same origin as the Xuanyuan school... Are they her masters?

Yang Jin, who was just 12 years old, was at a loss.

"I...I don't have a master..." she said, lowering her head.

Yang Jin thought that such an answer would definitely attract more inquiries from the woman in the green shirt. For example, she might ask, "Since there is no master, who did you learn your martial arts from?" Xuanyuan faction, what is going on here?"

However, Yang Jin didn't hear the other party's words for a long time, which made her hallucinate suddenly.

Raising her head suddenly, beyond Yang Jin's expectation, she met a pair of indifferent but not cold eyes, and even in the depths of those eyes, she caught some warmth.

"Then you, do you want a master?"

The words of the woman in the green shirt echoed in Yang Jin's ears like this, causing her to have the illusion of hearing hallucinations again.

Yang Jin doesn't like to talk too much, but it doesn't mean she is stupid.On the contrary, the more silent people are, the more intelligent they are.She is actually extremely smart, as can be seen from her thoroughness in medicine and martial arts.

Hearing the inexplicable question from the woman in the blue shirt, a thought flashed through Yang Jin's mind: she, she will be my master!

How...is this possible?

Seeing the child showing a silly and silly expression several times, the corner of the blue-clothed woman's mouth couldn't help but draw an obvious arc.

She was afraid of scaring the child for a while, so she changed the subject and asked with a faint smile, "What's your name?"

This question made Yang Jin's heart tense, and the thought of "is she a bad person" suddenly crossed his mind.

Since she can remember, she has suffered a lot, and now she is repeatedly neglected in the Xuanyuan Sect, she is really frightened.

Seeing the wary look on the child's face, the woman in blue knew that she regarded herself as a villain, so she couldn't help but laugh.In order to dispel her defensiveness, the woman in the blue shirt generously reported her family background: "My surname is Yang, Yang Min, and I am a member of the Xuanyuan sect...."

Yang Jin was taken aback, and immediately understood that she was introducing herself first, saying that she was not a bad person.

Blushing, Yang Jin whispered: "I...my surname is also Yang, Yang Jin."

Also surnamed Yang?Yang Min was slightly surprised, and thought to himself, could it be fate?

But looking at the child's facial features, how could he be named Yang?Could it be a coincidence?

Temporarily suppressing the confusion in his heart, Yang Min turned around Yang Jin's face and body, confirming his conjecture.But she felt that since the child was dressed as a boy, there must be a reason for her, so she didn't expose it, but said solemnly: "I see that your aim and strength in shooting quail are good, but—"

Yang Jin was overjoyed when she heard her boasting that she was "good"; and when she heard her change the subject, she felt even happier. It is a great blessing to be able to be taught by such a master!

Yang Min continued: "However, your kung fu can only be used to fight small birds and small beasts. When you meet big guys such as big worms, it won't matter."

Yang Jin looked puzzled.

Yang Min said again: "This mud pellet is harder than an ordinary clod. With the force you shoot, it can penetrate into the body of a beast and have considerable lethality. However, this thing itself is not as powerful as an arrow." Penetrating power, on the other hand, if you use the slingshot as a medium, at least [-] to [-]% of your own strength has been relieved."

Yang Jin never imagined that there are so many doorways here.The more she listened, the more interested she became, and she couldn't help asking: "Then senior, what should I do?"

Yang Min glanced at her thirsty look, and nodded secretly, feeling that he had a good eye for talent.The so-called martial arts prodigy, talent alone is not enough, if there is no hard work, no matter how great the talent is, it will eventually wear out.

Yang Min was satisfied with the conversation, and said: "For hunting, of course it is best to use bows and arrows. But after all, bows and arrows are weapons outside the body, and it is troublesome to carry them with you. It is far from being so easy to use—"

After she finished speaking, she raised her right hand obliquely forward, and let out a "chi".

Yang Jin followed the prestige, only to hear the crisp sound of "Kerala", a branch of a thick tree four or five feet away, which was as thick as a bowl, had been broken off the trunk and fell to the ground, stirring up grass. There were crumbs and dust, and a few squirrels ran away at the sound.

Yang Jin opened his mouth wide in shock, and looked at Yang Min in disbelief.

The corners of Yang Min's eyes curled up, and he said warmly, "Go over and see how it goes."

Yang Jin was naturally curious.She quickly ran to the broken branch, and saw that where the tree was broken, the grain of the wood was broken by an unknown force.

She inspected it carefully again, and found that there was an obvious deep groove in the section.If it is restored, it is equivalent to quickly piercing a small hole in the original branch, similar to the trace of an arrow.