Skilled in managing a house

"Okay, okay...I'll go in and talk to Grand Master Uncle..." Zhang Yu said quickly.

He knew in his heart that this boy must be afraid that he would not be able to beat Xiaomei and would be embarrassed after losing. It would probably be better if no one saw it.

Otherwise, Ye Linglong would not be seen in the yard.

Zhang Yu went straight to Sun Zhaoyi's room. After arriving at the door, he knocked on the door first, and then heard Sun Zhaoyi's voice from inside, "Please come in."

Zhang Yu opened the door and entered the bedroom. He saw Sun Zhaoyi sitting cross-legged on the kang, with the white rabbit and the golden-scaled turtle playing beside him. On Sun Zhaoyi's knees, there was a big bow.

Zhang Yu could recognize this big bow at a glance. It was the bow of King Zhao Wuling. Zhang Yu didn't know what the purpose of this big bow was. He couldn't pull it anyway, so he kept it with Sun Zhaoyi.

Seeing Sun Zhaoyi put the big bow on his knees now made Zhang Yu a little puzzled. Zhang Yu said in confusion: "Uncle Taishi, what do you want from me? Why do you put King Zhao Wuling's bow here..."

"It's like this. Just last night, the bowstring of this bow would tremble from time to time and make a buzzing sound. So I have a feeling that the owner of this bow should appear. The divine bow senses the master and Ming, I want to see its owner." Sun Zhaoyi said.

"Its owner...isn't its owner King Zhao Wuling..." Zhang Yu said inexplicably.

"Any treasure has its destiny inheritance, just like the pair of peach wood swords, whose current owner is Xiao Ning." Sun Zhaoyi said gently.

"I understand this, that is to say, the owner of this generation of this big bow has appeared." Zhang Yu said.

"Yes, that's what it means." Sun Zhaoyi nodded and said.

"Then who will be its owner?" Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"I don't know, but you just need to pick it up, and it will take you to find its owner when the time comes. Just like the owners of the two peach wood swords you had inexplicably." Sun Zhaoyi said.

"I understand." Zhang Yu said.

"Okay, take the bow away." Sun Zhaoyi said.

"Yes, Grand Master Uncle..." Zhang Yu said, then picked up the big bow from Sun Zhaoyi's lap.

It has to be said that this big bow is really heavy. After Zhang Yu picked it up, he subconsciously pulled the bow string, but he still couldn't pull it open.

However, a thought came to Zhang Yu's mind and he couldn't help but said: "Uncle Taishi, do you think my Yellow Turban Warrior can pull this?"

"Of course it's impossible to draw the divine bow..." Sun Zhaoyi said with a smile.

Zhang Yu said goodbye to Sun Zhaoyi and left the room.

As soon as they came out, they saw Xiaomei and Pan Sheng competing.

At this moment, Xiaomei was urging the whisk in her hand, and the ponytail on the whisk seemed to be surrounding Pan Sheng with thousands of threads. A layer of red blood mist emanated from Pan Sheng's body. It was obviously because of the diffuse blood mist that he was not entangled in the ponytail.

But a master like Zhang Yu could not fail to see that Pan Sheng could not hold on for much longer.

Zhang Yu didn't even look to see how long Pan Sheng could hold out. He walked out of the small courtyard and closed the door behind him. He followed and walked towards his courtyard, full of curiosity in his heart, who would be the owner of this big bow in this life.

He returned to his residence with a big bow in hand. After entering the bedroom, he saw Ouyang Yanyan playing with her child. Seeing him coming back with a big bow in his hand, Xia Yuechan couldn't help but wonder: "What are you doing? Why are you coming back with a bow?"

"Uncle Taishi said that the owner of this bow has come out and gave me a task, which is to find the owner of this bow." Zhang Yu said.

"This bow is so big, what kind of person would use it?" Xia Yuechan said curiously.

"I don't know either. Anyway, this bow was used by King Zhao Wuling before." Zhang Yu said.

"King Zhao Wuling..." Xia Yuechan groaned, then opened her eyes wide and said, "You mean... the King Zhao Wuling of the Zhao Kingdom during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period..."

"That's him..." Zhang Yu said.

"This is an antique... But how can it be preserved so well... Can you show me..." Xia Yuechan said curiously.

"This bow is very stable. You must not be able to lift it. I'll put it on the kang and you can see for yourself." Zhang Yu said and put the bow on the kang.

People are curious, especially when they encounter something like this. Not to mention its long history, it is still used by famous people. Just because of the name of this bow, if it were auctioned in an auction house, it would probably fetch a sky-high price.

Xia Yuechan bent down and stroked the big bow, and subconsciously wanted to lift the bow, but she couldn't lift it.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the baby suddenly crawled out of Ouyang Yanyan's arms and crawled towards Dagong. When the little guy came to the big bow, he said to himself, "This thing is so big, just make it smaller."

"brush!"

Good guy, as soon as the little baby's voice fell, he saw that the big bow suddenly shrank by one-third.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu, Xia Yuechan, and Ouyang Yanyan were all startled and frightened.

Zhang Yu said in astonishment: "This..."

"Still big..." the little guy said again.

"brush!"

In an instant, the big bow shrunk by half again.

"It would be better if it were smaller." The little guy said again.

"brush!"

In just a moment, the big bow shrunk by half again.

This time, the size is about the same as the children's bows and arrows sold in stores.

The little guy crawled forward twice, came to the bow, reached out and picked up the bow.

He played with it for a while and said, "This thing is quite fun..."

Then he went to pull the bowstring.

The bow string that even Zhang Yu couldn't pull was easily pulled open by this little guy.

"You!" Zhang Yu's eyes almost popped out as he watched his son draw the bow string.

The little guy pulled the bow and looked around, then pointed it at the wall behind Zhang Yu. As soon as he let go, he heard a "pop" sound and the bow string bounced back. The moment the bowstring bounced back, a ray of white light suddenly shot out from the sound of the bowstring.

"brush!"

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Zhang Yu couldn't help but startled when he heard the sound. He quickly turned around and saw that the wall behind had been broken into with a hole about one square meter in size. The entire hole was circular, and Zhang Yu could see through the hole. Even the outer courtyard wall was shot through.

"Dabao!" "Dabao!" Immediately afterwards, the voices of Ouyang Yanyan and Xia Yuechan rang out.

Hearing the shouts of the two men, Zhang Yu hurriedly turned around and saw that his son was lying on the kang, unconscious.

Zhang Yu was startled and rushed over, reaching out to grab his son's wrist and check his son's pulse. Just at a glance, the child's pulse was normal, nothing special.

To be on the safe side, he still used his inner eye to examine his son's three souls and seven souls. When I looked at it this time, there was nothing special about anything else, except for the child's strength, which was a bit sad at the moment, obviously a sign of exhaustion.

Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes, and said, "It's okay, he's just exhausted..."

As soon as he said these words, he immediately thought of the big bow. He must have been tired after drawing the bow. But when I looked again, I couldn't see the shadow of the bow.