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Chapter 6: Pull the bow and shoot the fist

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"Dad, Master Jiu is here."

Zhou Da Kui shouted into the house.

Then, an old man with a weathered face, gray hair but strong body walked out of the house with an unstrung bow in his hand. This man was Zhou Da Kui's father, Zhou Tiansheng.

"Old Nine is here, come and sit down!"

Zhou Tiansheng warmly invited Zhu Jiuye to sit on the bench in the corner.

Noticing the unfamiliar Wu Wen standing nearby, he asked in confusion, "Who is this?"

"Dad, he is Master Jiu's disciple, Young Master Wu Wen." Zhou Da Kui introduced hurriedly.

Wu Wen raised his hand respectfully.

"Disciple, Laojiu, I have long told you that you should accept a disciple." Zhou Tiansheng said with a smile.

Master Zhu Jiu glanced at Zhou Tiansheng and thought to himself: How can it be so easy to find a disciple? Not to mention the character issue, just the requirement of being able to read and write basically rules out everyone in the surrounding area.

"Dad, Master Jiu encountered a big beast when he was picking herbs in the mountains today." Zhou Da Kui said as he approached.

Zhou Tiansheng's face instantly turned serious when he heard this. He turned to look at Master Zhu Jiu and asked, "Is it true?"

Master Zhu Jiu nodded.

Zhou Tiansheng lowered his brows and fell into deep thought.

"Dad, this is a good thing. As long as we kill this big beast, this year will be better." Zhou Da Kui said with a little excitement.

"shit!"

Zhou Tiansheng directly retorted: "How can this tiger be so easy to kill? Don't let it kill you without killing the tiger."

"Go away, go away. I feel upset just seeing you."

After being scolded a few times, Zhou Da Kui turned around and left angrily.

Their family lived at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. If a tiger came down from the mountain one day, the consequences would be disastrous. Moreover, even if the tiger did not come down from the mountain, they made a living by hunting. If they often went up the mountain, they would definitely encounter tigers, which would be a big trouble.

"Old Nine, what do you think we should do about this?" Zhou Tiansheng sought the advice of Master Zhu Jiu.

"I'm just a herbalist, what opinion can I have?" Master Zhu Jiu replied calmly.

"What you said, does that mean you won't go to Nanshan to collect herbs in the future?" Zhou Tiansheng retorted.

"Once you deal with this big beast, I will come naturally." Master Zhu Jiu said with a smile.

Zhou Tiansheng also laughed when he heard this: "Okay, then you just wait."

"Remember to leave the tiger bones for me when the time comes." Master Zhu Jiu added.

"You..."

At this moment, Zhou Dagui came over again and asked expectantly, "Dad, are we going to fight the big bug? When do we start?"

"Get lost, this is something you can't get involved in?"

Zhou Tiansheng cursed, but then said with concern: "I will contact your uncle Wang and others in the next few days. You just stay at home and don't run to Nanshan anymore."

"Oh!" Although Zhou Da Kui was a little disappointed, he still nodded and agreed.

Night comes quietly.

Wu Wen, Zhu Jiuye, Zhou Dagui and his son squeezed into one room and spent the night together.

Early the next morning.

As the sun rises.

Everyone woke up together.

In the small courtyard.

Wu Wenhe and Zhu Jiuye practiced Crane Form Fist as usual, with slow and light movements.

Zhou Da Kui and his son each had a hunting bow and slowly pulled the bowstring to exercise their bodies. The bowstring was taut, revealing a swift force.

One side is relaxed and leisurely, while the other side is tense and fast. The two sides form a sharp contrast in this sunny courtyard.

"Dad, Master Jiu, it's time to eat!"

As the sun gradually rose higher, Zhou's daughter Zhou Tienan prepared dinner and invited everyone to come and eat.

Everyone sat around the stove, each with a bowl of hot porridge and a fragrant vegetable pancake.

Zhou Dagui drank the porridge in his bowl in a few gulps, and swallowed the vegetable cake along with the porridge without chewing it. "Ah~ I'm done."

Zhou Da Kui put the empty bowl on the stove, turned around and went back to the yard.

This time he stopped drawing the bow and instead started practicing a set of boxing techniques.

Wu Wen held the bowl and watched with interest.

Although Zhou Da Kui did not draw the bow, his boxing skills were full of the flavor of bow and arrow shooting. His body was tense and every punch he threw was strong and powerful.

"Mr. Wu, how about my boxing skills?" Zhou Da Kui asked Wu Wen with a smile.

"Awesome!" Wu Wen praised sincerely.

After hearing this, Zhou Da Kui became even more energetic and practiced even harder.

Wu Wen finished the food in his hand and put the bowl on the stove.

He quietly walked to the corner and picked up the bow that Zhou Da Kui had pulled before. He first gestured a few times in his hand, and then tried to pull it hard, but after trying for a long time, he failed to pull the bow open.

At this time, Zhou Dagui came over and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, not just anyone can pull my bow."

Wu Wen chuckled and said nothing, then put the bow back to its place.

He took up the bow and drew it not merely out of curiosity or fun.

But just now when he was watching Zhou Da Kui practicing boxing, he realized that the reason why Zhou Da Kui's boxing was so powerful was because the way he used his body to exert force when punching was the same as when drawing a bow.

When a normal person punches with his bare hands, he just moves his hands, feet and body, using the strength of the corresponding parts of the body.

When Zhou Da Kui was boxing, it was as if he was really pulling a bow in his hands. The feeling was completely different from punching the air.

The muscles in his arms, waist, and legs seemed to form a string, twisting the whole person's strength into one stream, so that he looked extremely tense, and his punches were powerful.

This is just like the Crane Form Fist that Master Zhu Jiu taught him.

As light as lifting wet paper.

Although I am not actually holding wet paper in my hands, through subtle changes in my body, I can control it as coordinated and easy as if I were holding wet paper.

"Da Kui, I remember you had a soft bow when you were a child, go get it and give it to Mr. Wu."

Seeing that Wu Wen was interested in the bow, Zhou Tiansheng gave instructions to Zhou Dagui.

"okay."

Zhou Da Kui responded, turned around and went back to the house to search.

After a while, he came out with a short bow.

"Here, this is my childhood treasure. I'm giving it to you now."

Zhou Da Kui handed the bow to Wu Wen with a smile.

Wu Wen took the bow and looked at it carefully.

Although this is just a bow for children, it is well-made, the bow body is flexible, and the bowstring is taut and strong.

"Thank you!"

Wu Wen said gratefully, then tried to bend his arm and pull the bow, feeling that the strength was just right for him.

"I'll find you two more arrows. You can practice with them when you have nothing to do. Maybe you can shoot a bird or something."

Seeing that Wu Wen liked it, Zhou Da Kui turned back to the house and found two short bamboo arrows with three feathers at the tail.

"Thank you!" Wu Wen thanked again and took the arrow.

"Awen, it's almost time, we should go."

At this time, Master Zhu Jiu had also finished his meal and started packing up to go home.

Wu Wen also hurriedly took his newly acquired bow and arrow and went to pack up the items he had brought with him.

The three members of the Zhou family sent Wu Wen and Zhu Jiuye to the door.

"Thank you for the hospitality. We're leaving now!" Wu Wen bowed to the three members of the Zhou family.

"Master Jiu, please take care!"

"Mr. Wu, please come and visit us more often when you have time!" Zhou Da Kui said, patting Wu Wen on the shoulder.

Wu Wen nodded, then set off with Jiu Ye back to Zhujia Village.

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(End of this chapter)