Mrs. Yipin: a farmer's doctor

Chapter 697 Simple and rude (1)
"Mo Zhi?" Zhi Ran called dryly.

"En." A faint syllable came out of her nose, and Mozhi walked behind her at some point. After raising her left arm, her right hand passed the quiver on her back waist, holding it with three fingers. The arrow, looped over her drooping right shoulder, rested on the bowstring in front of her.

Zhiran's head is still a little short of Mo Zhi's shoulders, although her back is still an inch away from his chest, but the warm breath slowly approaching from behind, and the ambiguous distance between whether it is close or not , making her mentally stunned for an instant, and the heat from her ears began to spread towards her cheeks.

"Concentrate!" Mo Zhi reprimanded.

Zhi Ran blushed and regained her senses, and asked in a soft voice, "You want to teach me archery?"

Her voice did not fall, Mo Zhi let go of her hand, and the arrow flew straight out, straight through the butt.

Zhiran's heart skipped a beat, and the 'plop plop' kept ringing. For the first time, she had a clear feeling that Mo Zhi seemed to be much stronger than her. This feeling was a little strange, and she even felt a little itchy in her heart.

Mo Zhi noticed that Zhi Ran was starting to lose her mind, looked down and saw her red ear tip on one side, and was slightly taken aback. It was the first time she saw her shy girl, and after the blue waves in her eyes flowed, she whispered.

"focus."

The hand holding her left arm moved forward, close to her little hand holding the bow.

Just as Zhi Ran was brought back to her senses by his voice from the top of her head, she felt a little hot because of his close fingers. The two also stood sideways, holding a bow together. Her right hand was hanging by her side, looking forward. From the corner of the eye, Mo Zhi's right hand can be seen.

"Close your right eye, don't look at the target, just stare at the arrow."

"Yeah." Zhiran exhaled, put aside the confusion in her mind, listened to what he said, did not look at the butt, but only stared at the intersection of the arrow and the bow.

After she responded, she felt her left arm sink slightly, and Mo Zhi's hand holding her fist turned slightly inwards to her elbow, driving her to push the bow with the tiger's mouth, and stabilized her posture.Zhiran deliberately used a lot of force, and because of nervousness, even her arms were a little stiff.

"Don't push too hard."

No effort?Zhiran was puzzled, she wouldn't let her pull the string anymore, if she didn't use any strength to hold the bow, then why would she shoot, she might as well stand aside and let him come, not to mention that she specially chose a slightly more difficult bow and arrow .

Mo Zhi felt the hesitation in her movements, without explaining, he held her left hand and pushed forward, and the right hand that held the string effortlessly pulled the bowstring to her chin.

"Look at the arrow." He reminded again, when Zhiran focused all his attention on the arrow, he released his three fingers holding the string at the same time, and the feather arrow flew out with a "buzz", Following Zhiran's gaze, he landed on the butt ten steps away with a "bang". From a distance, the arrow tail was still shaking slightly.

Zhi Ran couldn't help raising the corners of her lips. Even though she didn't draw the bow and didn't even touch the arrow, the feeling just now was as if she shot the arrow herself. A few, this feeling is really wonderful.

The first time she "shot" the bull's-eye, Zhi Ran turned her head sideways to talk to Mo Zhi, with a smile on her fair face, her eyes were curved, and the upturned eyes had jumping arcs.

"Shot!"

Mo Zhi lowered his head to see her like this, his heart moved slightly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, his quiet pupils shone with luster, but this slight change made his already handsome face instantly exude a charming look.

Zhiran, who was in excitement, was shocked by him for a moment, and before she could close her lips in time, she looked at him with some admiration.

Mo Zhi's smile only stayed on his face for a brief moment, then he pursed the corners of his lips again, and glanced at her dazed little face, feeling somewhat strange in his heart, crisp and itchy, very satisfied.

He reached out and took another arrow from the quiver beside him.

Zhi Ran didn't stay in a daze for a long time, after he tightened his grip on his right hand, he quickly turned his head away, suppressed his accelerated heartbeat, and secretly scolded what was going on!
She and Mo Zhi have been closer before, but she has never had such an unsteady heartbeat, and she even feels that Mo Zhi at this moment is radiant and very attractive to her.

The two of them maintained this posture and shot half of the arrows.When the last arrow hit the butt butt where there were not many empty spaces, Mo Zhi froze, slowly retracted his arms, took a step to the side, and stood beside her.

The warm body retreated, and the cold air hit, Zhiran shook her shoulders uncomfortably, and turned her head to look at Mozhi.

With his hands behind his back, he pointed at her feet, and said, "Remember this position, this posture, go get another bag of arrows, and shoot yourself."

Zhiran's eyes lit up, and she eagerly ran to draw all the arrows from the butt butt, and put them into the quiver.He folded and ran to the position just now, and stood up following the footprints on the ground.

She turned her head and glanced at Mozhi, and said with a chuckle, "I'm going to cum!"

Mo Zhi's eyes flickered slightly, with a little smile.

Zhiran took a deep breath, stood upright sideways, drew the bow, nocked the arrow, lowered the left arm, pushed forward the tiger's mouth, and pulled the bow vigorously with the right hand.

Pull the bowstring close to the chin, keep your eyes fixed on the arrow head, and when you inhale to the end, release your three fingers, and the feathered arrow will go through the air with a "buzz".

After the arrow flew out, Zhiran's arms were shocked by the bow, and the arrow in sight stabbed firmly on the butt, and hit the red heart.

"I hit it, did you see it, I hit it."

Zhi Ran was like a child, holding a bow, dancing to Mo Zhi's hands, laughing uncontrollably.

Mozhi didn't open his mouth to praise Zhiran, but just said: "Don't hesitate when shooting arrows."

"Okay!" Zhi Ran gave Mo Mo a trusting look, moved her wrist, and took out another arrow.

After shooting three arrows in a row, Zhi Ran forgot what Mo Zhi taught, and subconsciously made her own habit with subtle movements.

Mo Zhi glanced at her lightly and said, "Don't use brute force."

Zhiran gave him an angry look, a little displeased, how can anyone say that a woman uses brute force, originally her knowledge of martial arts was an advantage, but now it seems that it is not necessarily so.

After all, because of her martial arts, she will increase the strength unconsciously, and therefore, it will affect the trend of the arrow.

While Zhi Ran was practicing arrows, Mo Zhi corrected her aloud.

After a bag of arrows came down, Zhiran gradually got used to Mo Zhi's posture until the arrow was empty, and under Mo Zhi's signal, she practiced another bag of arrows.

Only then did he say, "Stop, I'm here to practice today."

Zhiran shrugged her shoulders noncommittally. After practicing so many arrows, her arms were a little sore, so she immediately hung the bow on the bow stand without any objection.

"Let's go learn how to ride a horse." Mo Zhi left such a sentence and walked towards the gate first.

(End of this chapter)