Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow

The mountains and forests were covered with snow.

Shen Qing walked through the deep snow, following the trail he had just chased, and came to the vicinity of Chen An's body.

From a distance, he saw Chen An's body lying quietly on the silvery white snow.

After just a while, the body was already covered with a light layer of snow, as if it had merged with the ice and snow.

The thick animal skin he was wrapped in was originally to resist the severe cold, but now it was stained with dried blood and seeped into the snow.

Shen Qing walked over and squatted down, and found that the blood on his chest was no longer a bright liquid, but had become dark and solidified, tightly adhering the originally rough animal skin to Chen An's body.

The cold wind blew, bringing waves of tiny snow particles, hitting it, covering a large area of ​​deep red.

Shen Qing ignored the blood stains, pulled out a complete arrow from his chest, put it into the empty quiver, and then used a dagger to pick open his clothes and carefully groped.

He took out a purse, a veterinary medicine powder, a dagger-like short knife and other common items for hunters from Chen An.

"Huh?"

Suddenly Shen Qing felt a hard object on Chen An's body. It was a square object wrapped in cloth, with many bright red bloodstains on it.

Shen Qing took it in front of him and looked at it. It seemed to be a book.

He did not hesitate and turned the cloth over. It was indeed a blue booklet.

There were three big characters on the cover.

Shen Qing did not know many characters in this world, but he recognized the two characters "Jiu" and "Gong".

His face changed and his heart jumped twice.

Recently, everyone in the village knew that Chen Youguang, the mountain-driving boss of the village, got a martial arts book in the county town for his son to practice.

If he remembered correctly, the martial arts book was called "Jiu Gong Jin", which was a martial arts book used to lay the foundation for martial artists to cultivate their qi and blood.

The status of martial artists in the Great Zhou Dynasty was higher than that of workers and peasants.

Earlier, when Shen Qing entered the county town, he specifically inquired about this news.

In today's world, the Great Zhou court has confiscated the world's spiritual weapons and martial arts, so it is not easy to learn martial arts.

These rural folks are not as good as those children of noble families who were born with a golden key.

If you want to learn martial arts, you can either enter the court and become an official, where there are many ways to practice martial arts to choose from, and there are special people to guide you; or you can join a martial arts hall and learn some folk martial arts.

But either way, it is difficult.

The former requires local reputation and recommendation, and the latter requires a lot of money.

The poor are rich in literature and martial arts, it is not an empty statement.

Shen Qing estimated that if it is only in terms of silver, such martial arts may cost ten taels of silver to buy.

Even this depends on relationships.

Fake martial arts are rampant in the market, and there are all kinds of people.

If you are not careful, you will be fooled.

Those who are luckier just spend some money to get it done.

If you are a little less lucky, you might get into a state of obsession and die from a broken heart. This is no joke.

The Chen brothers have been practicing this Nine Merits Brocade for a while, and Chen Yuan has already practiced it to a certain degree.

It is undoubtedly a real martial arts book.

In their remote and poor place, such a martial arts book is really precious.

Shen Qing exhaled lightly, calmed down, and hid the blue booklet with the Nine Merits Brocade close to his body.

Gathering the items looted from the two brothers, Shen Qing placed them in front of him one by one and counted them.

Two tattered animal skin coats and two bows.

Shen Qing recognized that the two animal skin coats were wolf skins, and the bows and arrows were also top-quality elm bows.

Together, they are worth a lot of silver, but Shen Qing knows that he cannot take these items away.

In the entire village, only Chen Yuan's family has the financial resources to use these things.

If he took it back, he would suddenly become rich, and in Hongshan Village, he would be like a child showing off with gold, which would bring him trouble.

The remaining items were 75 coins, a bag of poison ash, scattered hunting tools, and 28 feather arrows.

Almost every family in the village had these items, so it was no problem to take them away.

After a little consideration, Shen Qing found a secret place in the forest, hid the animal skin coat and two good bows, and made a mark that only he could understand, waiting for a chance to take them away in the future.

After doing all this, Shen Qing took back the wild roe deer he had hunted, carried it on his shoulders, and strode down the mountain.

Snow particles mixed with sporadic snowflakes fell from the sky.

The mountains and forests were covered with silver, and the branches were covered with crystal snow beads.

After Shen Qing left, the lively forests became quiet again.

A snow wolf smelled the blood and found the vicinity of Chen Tai's body. It looked around for a while and approached cautiously.

After confirming that there was no danger, it opened its bloody mouth and began to bite Chen Tai's body.

Following it, seven or eight snow wolves gathered one after another.

But in a moment, they had eaten Chen Tai's body clean.

A snow wolf followed at the end, with a very low status in the wolf pack. It stuck out its tongue, licked its lips, and breathed out bursts of hot air, and walked to the other side with its nose raised...

Shen Qing, who returned with a full load, was in a happy mood and walked briskly in the mountains and forests.

When he arrived at the gate of the village, for the sake of safety, he did not take the main road, but chose a small road, went around to the bamboo forest behind his house, and avoided the villagers.

Just when Shen Qing was about to reach the door of his house, he happened to meet Chen Dahe who was coming back from outside.

Chen Dahe saw the wild roe deer on Shen Qing's shoulder and the arrows on his waist at a glance, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

"Shen Qing, where did you go hunting?" Chen Dahe asked curiously.

His voice seemed a little loud, which was somewhat inconsistent with his hunched appearance.

Shen Qing paused, and his expressionless face suddenly showed a little smile. He pointed to the forest behind him and said in a normal tone: "It was in that forest. I was lucky today and hunted this wild roe deer."

Chen Dahe walked up and carefully looked at the prey carried by Shen Qing. He couldn't help but admired: "Good craftsmanship, this roe deer looks quite fat."

"I spent a lot of effort to get this roe deer. Do you want to buy some to take home for a snack?" Shen Qing smiled and asked back: "In addition to this wild roe deer, I also got three mountain roe deer , if you are interested, I will sell it to you for 20 cents each. "

Chen Dahe waved his hand and said, "No, no, if I want to eat meat, I can go to the mountains to hunt it myself, why waste that money."

"Hahaha...Okay, I guess my sister and I can't finish it in a short time. If you regret it at any time, just tell me, I can sell it at any time. But when the snow stops, I will take it to the county town and won't sell it to you."

Chen Dahe touched his shriveled purse, nodded awkwardly, and with a bit of envy in his eyes, he agreed and returned home.

Seeing Chen Dahe return to the house, Shen Qing's face quickly turned cold, kicked the door open, and quickly got forward.

He went back home, put down the quiver and other things, and made sure that there was no one outside the house. He closed the door and he was relieved.