My Transformed System is Toxic

Chapter 61 Liu Ping (please recommend tickets~)

Under the four city walls, several simple shooting ranges were temporarily erected. Only those who could hit the target within a hundred steps were eligible to climb the city walls and assist in defending the city.

After all, fine steel arrows are consumables. When monsters attack the city, it is difficult to recover them again. It is necessary to have sufficiently accurate archery skills to cause maximum damage.

The demon-breaking crossbow's weight of nearly one hundred catties is obviously a heavy burden for ordinary people. It is basically impossible to hold it horizontally to aim and shoot arrows, so the tests are all replaced by ordinary bows and crossbows.

As long as the accuracy is enough, the city wall can be used as a support when it is on the city wall. It will not be so laborious, and it is worthy of use.

Shi Lan was on the edge of the shooting range, bringing those who met the requirements to the city wall. Since she was a little suffocated with the mask on, she simply took off the helmet and put it on the top of the city wall.

The person being tested in front of the shooting range is a black-faced old man in his sixties. The old man is tall and strong, especially the right arm muscles, which are obviously thicker than the left arm. thick calluses.

The old man took an iron and wooden bow and arrows from the demon-suppressing sergeant at the side, held the bow in his left hand, took a deep breath, and quickly opened the bow and set the arrow. The muscles in his right arm bulged, his back straightened, and the bow stretched to the full moon.

The old man looked at the archery target in the distance, his eyes sharpened suddenly, and after a breath, he let go of the bowstring without hesitation.

"call out--"

"puff!"

The arrow hit the bull's-eye, nearly halfway into the grass target, the wings at the end trembled slightly, and it took a while to calm down.

A glint of complacency flashed in the old man's eyes, and he returned the iron and wood bow to the demon suppressing sergeant at the side. He glanced at the shooting range, and his eyes lit up when he saw Shi Lan walking towards him.

"Master Jun, can you let me try the crossbow on your back?"

Ordinary demon-suppressing soldiers felt that the demon-breaking crossbow was heavy and hindered, so they put them on the city wall.

With Shi Lan's current strength of more than a thousand catties, she didn't feel that it was inconvenient to have nearly a hundred catties more on her body, and the weight of the demon breaking crossbow made her feel more at ease, so she carried it behind her back and didn't take it off.

Shi Lan glanced at the demon-breaking crossbow behind him, and then at the old man.

"Old man, this crossbow is very heavy."

"I'll just take a look." The old man rubbed his hands, he had never tried this half-man tall crossbow.

Shi Lan saw the behavior of the old man just now, and at a glance, he knew that he was a person who had been in contact with bows and crossbows all year round.

Anyway, the old man would have to touch the demon-breaking crossbow sooner or later, Shi Lan didn't make much fuss, untied the demon-breaking crossbow directly, handed it to the old man, and reminded again: "Be careful."

The old man took the demon-breaking crossbow with joy, his waist sank, his feet staggered, and he almost lost his footing. He held the demon-suppressing crossbow with a reddish face, his hands trembling slightly.

"Old man, are you alright?" Shi Lan said before going forward to get back the demon-breaking crossbow.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just didn't pay attention just now." The old man smiled awkwardly, stabilized his figure, exerted strength with his right arm, and lifted the Broken Demon Crossbow.

"Mr. Jun, give me an arrow and let me try it!" The old man did not pull the crossbow string, but handed the demon-breaking crossbow back to Shi Lan. He knew very well that the string was definitely not something he could pull.

Shi Lan did not refuse, took out a fine steel arrow, stretched the crossbow and handed it back to the old man.

The old man raised the crossbow again, this time his hands did not tremble at all, as steady as a rock.

"boom--"

The hanging knife was buckled, and the steel arrow shot out, pierced through the bull's-eye, and nailed to the city wall.

After the arrow left the string, the old man's hands trembled again, Shi Lan shook his head slightly, and directly retrieved the demon-breaking crossbow, "Old man, follow me to the city wall."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled at Shi Lan, "It's not good to be old, I think when I was young, I could shoot a barrel of arrows with a three-stone bow."

Hearing this, Shi Lan looked at the old man in surprise. Three stone bows require three hundred catties of strength to pull them open. There are at least ten arrows in a barrel, and they can be fired more than ten times in a row. Extraordinary.

Noticing Shi Lan's gaze, the old man thought Shi Lan didn't believe it, patted his chest, and said, "I went into the mountains a few years ago, hunted a big bug, and exchanged my son's coils!"

Shi Lan nodded with a smile, "You will always grow stronger."

Ordinary mortals, at the age of sixty, their energy and blood have already decayed, and it is rare for them to move vigorously. It is even rarer for an old man who can use a bow and carry a crossbow.

The old man followed Shi Lan and walked towards the city wall. While walking, the old man started talking to Shi Lan, looking very talkative.

After chatting for a while, Shi Lan had a general understanding of the old man. The old man was named Liu Ping, an old hunter, widowed in his early years, and had an only son named Liu Ziming, who had been away from Shuangyue City to study martial arts for nearly seven years.

Speaking of Liu Ziming, Liu Ping had a look of pride on his face, "That child, Ziming, followed me into the mountains at the age of eight, and he could open a two-stone strong bow at the age of twelve. Everyone said he was good at practicing martial arts!"

As he spoke, Liu Ping's expression became a little gloomy. He was over sixty years old, and his only son went on a trip and never returned for seven years. He only came back with letters occasionally, and sometimes he would inevitably feel cold under his knees.

After being silent for a while, Liu Ping came back to his senses and asked with some curiosity: "You look so handsome and capable, you must have married a wife and started a family already, have you had any children?"

Shi Lan was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head amusedly, "I haven't married yet."

How can she marry a wife and have children now?

Liu Ping was a little surprised and said: "I don't think you're too young. In Shuangyue City, all the children who are about your age are running around the streets."

Shi Lan didn't speak any more, and walked towards the city wall silently.

Liu Ping thought Shi Lan was embarrassed, and said again:

"This is a big deal. I can't delay it. I thought I was too late to start a family at the beginning. I was on the same generation as Ziming. Now I'm almost fifty. Do you have a favorite girl? No, I'll find a few for you. These two months There are still many good girls in the city."

Feeling dumbfounded, Shi Lan shook her head and rejected Liu Ping's kindness.

"That's right, you are so good-looking and capable, you don't have to worry about finding a good girl, and you don't know if Ziming is a girl, and he is not young anymore..."

Speaking of the latter, Liu Ping's voice gradually lowered.

The two soon came to the top of the city wall, and the thick smoke in the distance seemed to be a little closer.

"I heard from City Lord Nie that the big guy who came to Shangfei two days ago will come back soon and pick up everyone in the city. Do you know how long it will take to leave Shuangyue City?"

Shi Lan was taken aback, "Master Nie...is that what he said?"

"Yeah, you said it's time to leave. If Ziming comes back at this time and can't find me, what should I do?"

Shi Lan raised his eyes, looked at the billowing smoke and dust in the distance, and said in a long tone: "Maybe... this storm will pass soon, and then there is no need to leave Shuangyue City."

　Thanks to the devil, the three thousand feet of the waterfall book friend for the reward~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)