Abandoning literature for martial arts, starting by unleashing the beauty's bow.

The skinny man turned ashen-faced with fright, dropped the wooden mallet, and ran away.

The shirtless man, clutching his wrists tightly, also ran away.

"stop!"

Lu Fengnian said coldly, "If you dare to take another step, this arrow will be shot into your hearts."

Upon hearing this, the two men stopped abruptly, turned around, and knelt down on the ground with a thud, repeatedly kowtowing to Lu Fengnian and begging for mercy:

"We were wrong, brother! We were wrong, please let us go."

"Brother, we have elderly parents and young children to support. We can't die. If we die, our whole family will have no way to survive."

Please, have mercy! We promise we'll never do it again.

Lu Fengnian put away his bow and arrows, walked slowly forward, and came to the two men.

The shirtless man who was kowtowing suddenly swung the iron-covered stick in his hand and smashed it hard at Lu Fengnian.

At the same time, the skinny man who had thrown away the wooden mallet picked up a stone from the ground, preparing to throw it at Lu Fengnian as well.

Lu Fengnian sneered. Before the shirtless man could swing the stick around, he swiftly kicked the man's wrist.

The shirtless man immediately screamed in pain as the stick slipped from his hand. The iron-clad end of the stick struck the thin man next to him on the head, instantly drawing blood.

Lu Fengnian didn't stop. He kicked out again, this time directly into the chest of the shirtless man, sending him sprawling to the ground.

Then, he stepped on the bare man's hand, which had been pierced by a bamboo arrow, and pulled the arrow out.

The shirtless man immediately let out a piercing scream as the barbed arrow was pulled out, bringing with it a large chunk of flesh.

A bloody hole the size of an egg appeared in the bare-chested man's palm, dripping with blood and a gruesome sight.

The two men, who had been so arrogant just moments before, were now in a terrible state, one covered in blood and the other with his hands mangled and bloody, wailing incessantly.

"Shut up, all of you," Lu Fengnian said coldly.

The two men immediately shut their mouths, their faces filled with terror.

Lu Fengnian's face remained expressionless. "Judging from your behavior, you must have done a lot of immoral things. Killing you will be doing a service to the people."

However, I have other things to do today, so I don't have time to dig holes and bury you.

Upon hearing this, the two men kowtowed repeatedly, saying:

"Thank you for your mercy, brother."

"Brother, you are a good man. When we get home, I will set up a memorial tablet for you to live a long life."

A cold smile appeared on Lu Fengnian's face. "If there is a next time, even the Heavenly King himself can't save you."

Then, he used the skinny man's clothes to wipe the blood and flesh off the arrowheads and said coldly, "You can get out of here now."

The two men, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, quickly got up and scrambled away.

Lu Fengnian picked up the pheasant from the ground, walked over to the grandfather and grandson, and handed the pheasant to the young man.

The young man looked at Lu Fengnian with obvious fear in his eyes and hesitated to go and take the pheasant.

Fear was also in the old man's eyes, but he remained calm and coughed lightly. "Silly child, hurry up and thank this brother."

The young man then accepted the pheasant and thanked Lu Fengnian repeatedly.

Lu Fengnian waved his hand, squatted down, and checked the old man's injuries.

Fortunately, it was just a minor cut and nothing serious was injured; the blood from the wound was already congealing.

So he stood up and said in a low voice, "Old man, this is not a place to stay for long. Pack your things and let's go."

After saying that, he strode over to the bundle of straw, picked it up, and continued on his way.

After walking about six zhang (approximately 33 meters), the old man, who had been helped up by the young man, suddenly spoke up: "Young man, thank you so much for today."

Lu Fengnian turned around and said with a smile, "No need to be polite. You reminded me twice, so this is just me returning the favor."

The old man waved his hand, "I was just saying that casually. You saved my life. May I ask your name? I will definitely repay your kindness in the future."

Lu Fengnian hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Forget about the name. If you really want to repay me, there is something I need to ask you."

The old man quickly replied, "Please ask. I will answer whatever I know."

Lu Fengnian put down his load and walked over to the old man and the young man again. "Old man, I think you must be a seasoned hunter. You should be very familiar with the situation at Blackwater Ridge."

I want to ask you, where can I hunt foxes?

Fox fur is expensive; even the most common yellow fox fur can sell for about one or two taels of silver, while red fox fur can fetch two or three times that price.

If one is incredibly lucky and manages to hunt a rare black fox, the pelt alone would fetch at least a hundred taels of silver.

If the Lu family wants to turn its fortunes around, it naturally has to hunt these precious prey.

The old man pondered for a moment, "There are indeed foxes over at Blackwater Ridge, but these beasts are very cunning. In the last thirty years or so, I haven't heard of anyone hunting foxes there."

Lu Fengnian smiled slightly, "I'd like to give it a try. If you know where there are foxes, please let me know."

The old man reached out, rummaged around in his robes, and finally pulled out a map made of animal hide, which he slowly unfolded.

Lu Fengnian glanced at it and knew that it was a map of the mountains and forests on the Blackwater Ridge side.

The animal hide had been worn smooth and shiny, clearly indicating that it was quite old.

The old man said in a low voice, "I have been hunting in these mountains for over forty years and have drawn this map."

At this point, he pointed to a small black dot on the map, "It must have been seven or eight years ago when I saw a fox in Tiger Leaping Gorge."

However, Tiger Leaping Gully is an extremely deep place, and it is extremely dangerous inside.

If you're going to hunt foxes there, it's best to bring a few companions.

Lu Fengnian nodded, his eyes fixed on the map, quickly memorizing it.

The original owner already had an exceptional memory, and with Lu Fengnian's transmigration, their soul powers were combined, making the memory even more ridiculously strong.

After scanning it a few times, the entire map was completely imprinted in my mind.

The old man handed the map to Lu Fengnian, saying, "This map is for you. With it, it will be much more convenient for you to go hunting in the mountains."

Lu Fengnian waved his hands repeatedly, "How can that be? Such a map is worth a fortune to a hunter."

The old man replied, "I'm too old for this. But your archery skills were truly remarkable. Giving you this map is the best use of it."

Lu Fengnian shook his head, "Father-in-law, even if you don't need it, your grandson will be able to use it in the future."

After saying that, he turned around, picked up the bundle of straw, and strode away.

"Young man, take it. You saved us, grandfather and grandson, a map is nothing." The old man said hurriedly.

However, Lu Fengnian didn't turn his head and quickly walked forward.

A moment later, he turned off the path ahead and disappeared from sight.

The old man sighed, took the young man's hand, and respectfully bowed in the direction where Lu Fengnian had disappeared.

After the ceremony, the young man said cautiously, "Grandpa, he's so fierce, his murderous aura is so strong."

The old man let out a soft breath, "His murderous intent was only directed at those two scoundrels, but he was full of goodwill towards us."

"The Vajra has anger, the Bodhisattva has compassion."