stern wife

Chapter 290 Can't hide it
Pei Xiaoran's eyelashes are very long, thin and dense, and when he lowers his head, it happens to form a moving shadow under his eyes.

The appearance of studying seriously is particularly well-behaved, as if completely isolated from the surrounding world, quiet and serene.

When people saw it, all emotions unconsciously settled down, reassuring and peaceful.

Fearing that Xiaorou would become hostile to Pei Xiaoran again because of herself, Zhang Zeqing only took one look, then silently looked away.

But in my mind, the girl lowered her head slightly and read seriously, but it lasted for a long time.

When we arrived at Daying, we still practice martial arts first, but after lunch and rest for a while, Pei Xiaoran's fifth master, Yang Hao, suddenly said:

"I won't be riding a horse this afternoon, let's practice archery."

Pei Xiaoran was taken aback for a moment, then nodded obediently.

Ever since he was reborn and returned to the camp to practice martial arts, Yang Hao has been teaching horse riding and how to use weapons on the horse to fight against the enemy while riding a horse.

This is the first time to practice archery!
Pei Xiaoran felt a little uneasy.

It's not because she's not good at archery, but... In her previous life, at this age, she actually didn't have any special skills in archery.

But in this life, she has already shot a fierce tiger to death, and because of this, she has the merit of saving it.

In the eyes of others, this may be a genius from heaven, her innate talent.

However, those people don't understand her so they think so, and her Fifth Master has watched her grow up since she was a child, so don't she know how much she weighs?

And the explanation of "it's just luck, so I hit it crookedly" can only deceive the other four masters who don't know much about her archery.

But it would be a bit difficult to deceive the fifth master who taught her how to practice archery... I'm afraid.

Pei Xiaoran obediently followed Yang Hao's ass, and walked out of the camp towards the shooting range.

The shooting range was also specially set up for her. There was no one else in it, only a lot of targets were set up far and near. Next to it was a weapon rack with various bows hanging on it. different arrows.

The bow used by Pei Xiaoran is specially made, a circle smaller than ordinary bows, and lighter in weight.

After all, due to her age, she couldn't draw a bow that was too heavy, so Yang Hao first taught her how to aim and how to shoot the target accurately.

Pei Xiaoran tried hard to recall the level of archery he had achieved in his previous life at this time, but he didn't notice that they had already arrived at the shooting range, and Yang Hao also helped her bring her bow and a full quiver.

Seeing that the little thing's eyes were straight, and he was staring blankly at the front, Yang Hao couldn't help but hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and raised his hand to gently rub her small head.

Pei Xiaoran came back to his senses, raised his head, and called out subconsciously:
"Master Fifth."

"Ah."

Yang Hao responded lightly, handed the bow in his hand to her, pointed to the quiver beside him, and said:
"Old rules, start with the closest target first, hit the bull's-eye and then go to the next target. If you encounter a target that you can't hit with more than ten arrows, come to me and I will teach you how to shoot."

After a pause, seeing that Pei Xiaoran was still in disbelief, he asked again:

"After resting for so long, do you still remember how to hold a bow and arrow?"

The corner of Pei Xiaoran's mouth twitched, and said:

"of course I remember."

Yang Hao nodded, then walked to the side to watch.

Pei Xiaoran took a deep breath silently, after all, he still couldn't remember what level he was in his previous life at this time, so he could only take one step at a time.

Following Yang Hao's instructions, she started aiming and shooting from the nearest target.

There were white clouds floating in the blue sky, and it was the hottest noon. At this time, the sun was just right, but it was no longer so hot and unbearable. Occasionally, a gust of breeze passed by, bringing a burst of coolness.

Han Chan, Zhang Zeqing, and Xiaorou all followed the other masters to practice basic skills next to the tent, and did not follow Pei Xiaoran to the shooting range.

At this time, there were only Yang Hao and Pei Xiaoran in the shooting range.

Without the interference of other people, Pei Xiaoran's attention naturally became extremely concentrated.

Before I knew it, I had cleared more than a dozen targets.

Walking to the front of the next target, Pei Xiaoran habitually nocked the arrow, raised the bow, and drew the string, but the moment he shot, he found that the target was quite far away from him!

my God!Is this the distance that she can hit the bullseye now?
Startled, she shook her hand, and the long arrow was shot out, slamming the target and falling to the ground in the distance.

Yang Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, but remained silent.

Pei Xiaoran regained his composure, drew out another arrow from the quiver, nocked and aimed again, and after a while, he let go of his hand.

The long arrow that shot out still missed, but this time it did not fall to the ground, but hit the periphery of the target.

Pei Xiaoran thought she was doing it very covertly, but just as she drew out the third arrow and wanted to continue pretending to miss, but just as she was about to let go of her hand after aiming, she found that there was someone more in her field of vision.

Pei Xiaoran's pupils shrank suddenly, and it was too late to stop, the long arrow was sent out by the string pulled to the extreme, and with the sound of howling wind, it shot towards the person at high speed.

Just when he was about to hit the man's chest, the man raised his hand, and he firmly grasped the arrow.

Pei Xiaoran breathed a sigh of relief, and complained with some dissatisfaction:

"Master Fifth, can you stop being so elusive? My little heart can't bear it."

Holding the arrow in hand, Yang Hao walked forward slowly and stood still in front of her.

The young man has broad shoulders and a thin waist. Although he is not the tallest among Pei Xiaoran's five masters, his legs are very long. When he stands in front of Pei Xiaoran with his back straight and his hands behind his back, he is quite imposing.

Pei Xiaoran couldn't help taking a step back, looked up at him, and asked in puzzlement:

"Master Fifth, what's the matter?"

Yang Hao opened his thin lips slightly and asked:
"Why did you miss the shot on purpose?"

Pei Xiaoran's heart shuddered, and he thought that he had indeed discovered it.

She laughed dryly:

"What is Fifth Master talking about? How could someone intentionally miss it? Who wouldn't want to hit the bull's-eye? Don't you think so?"

Yang Hao squatted down, pinched her small chin, straightened her small face that was staring away because of guilty conscience, and looked straight into her eyes.

Although Yang Hao is not very old, he is the calmest among the five, he speaks the least, but has the strongest ability to observe things.

Although Pei Xiaoran was not afraid of him, under his eyes that seemed to be able to see everything clearly, he was unavoidably a little nervous.

Yang Hao looked at her at a loss as she twisted the corner of her clothes, but smiled slightly, and said slowly:

"Some things are just like this. They suddenly become enlightened out of nowhere. Just like you, you suddenly become stronger than before. This is not a bad thing. What is there to hide?"

Huh?
Pei Xiaoran was worried that the other party would suspect that he was a ghost or resurrected because of the incident of shooting the tiger to death.

Unexpectedly, her Fifth Master took the initiative to find an excuse for her that sounded perfectly reasonable.

(End of this chapter)