Chapter 8 Archery
After one night, the water in the river was almost dry.
From time to time, you can see some turbid waves caused by fish.
After a while, people from the village came over one after another, looking at the nearly dry river, they were surprised and happy.
"Haha, there are fish to eat tonight!"
The river has a dry season every year, and the water level drops.
Sometimes, when the water level drops more, the village can block the river, empty the water inside, and the remaining is the white fish.
Don't mention how delicious it is.
A group of people called and brought farm tools home, dug soil, broke branches and weeds, mixed them with mud, and blocked the two sections of the river upstream and downstream.
They worked day and night, taking turns to pump water downstream.
Gradually, some fish could be seen swimming on the riverbed.
The people in the village were celebrating the New Year as if it was Chinese New Year.
However, in this lively atmosphere, some completely different words were heard.
"Why did the riverbed dry up so quickly this year? I wonder if it will affect the harvest of crops!"
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For several days, the village was in a state of excitement, and every household was able to get some fish.
However, as time went by, the worries of some people on that day gradually became a reality.
There are signs of drought in this area!
An invisible cloud gradually enveloped the land.
"The most terrifying thing in ancient times was not the hard work of wild beasts, but natural disasters and man-made disasters!"
"Natural disasters come before man-made disasters!"
Lu Changsheng held a wooden stick and looked into the distance.
The scorching sun in the sky was a little distorted.
It stands to reason that the weather should not be so hot near the end of the year, but at this moment, it is a little abnormal.
"The river is almost dry, there is no way to catch fish, we still have to find another way!"
Lu Changsheng stood up.
168 characters, he has memorized them thoroughly, as long as he understands their meaning, he will be a "capable person" who can recognize words.
By then, even if he goes to Heishan Mansion, he will not worry about not finding a job.
However, no matter what, he must get through the end of the year first.
Took a dried fish from the shelf.
Lu Changsheng walked around most of the village and arrived in front of a yard.
The yard was remote, and green moss was visible on the threshold.
Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard a voice.
"Lu Erdan, a good catcher?"
Lu Changsheng turned his head and saw a man standing not far away.
"Uncle!"
Zhaojia Village is not small.
Since they were not of the same generation, Lu Changsheng did not know the other person's name and could only call him by his general name.
"Are you attracted by the old cripple's skills? Didn't I tell you that guy was not a good guy? When he was young--"
"Ahhh".
The courtyard door opened from the inside.
The man seemed to feel a chill and turned away.
"Little brat, do you want to learn my archery?"
"Yes! Please teach me, old man!"
Lu Changsheng only felt that the man's eyes were a little sharp, and that was a temperament completely different from the villagers, like the impression of a fierce bandit.
"I learned this skill after struggling for most of my life! Do you know the Nujiang Gang in Heishan Mansion?"
"I don't know!"
Lu Changsheng said honestly.
"Hmph, you are young and ignorant, so it's normal that you don't know! Today I will tell you about the Nujiang Gang!"
The old man seemed to have opened a chatterbox, telling Lu Changsheng about the so-called Nujiang Gang.
It is true that three parts of blood and rain, seven parts of meticulousness and thrilling!
Until it was getting dark, Lu Changsheng reminded him, and then he stopped talking with a sense of unfulfilled desire.
"Thank you for talking to me so much, old man! It's getting late, I'll go back first!"
"Well - OK!"
The old man nodded subconsciously.
When Lu Changsheng walked to the door, he suddenly remembered something.
"Wait! Dried fish -"
Lu Changsheng looked at the old man with a smile.
The old man stared at him for a while, then snorted coldly and said, "You don't have a sincere heart, but you still want me to teach you the craft? What a wishful thinking!"
Lu Changsheng turned and left.
"Wait!"
The old man spoke again.
"One dried fish per teaching!"
"Okay!"
Lu Changsheng smiled and put the dried fish on the table next to him.
"I come to see the old man every morning!"
"Go away!"
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Lu Changsheng left the yard and looked up at the sky.
The temperature is scorching!
The words of Lu's father came back to his mind.
"The old lame man in the East Village is called Zhangcun. He was once one of the best hunters in Zhaojia Village. Because his family was poor, he went to Heishan Mansion alone. There was no news for 20 years. Later, I heard that he joined the gang in Heishan Mansion! It is not clear what he did specifically, but after a few years, when he came back, his leg was already lame. It was said that someone broke it!"
"Zhangcun has a weird temper. When he was in the village, he always wanted to do unconventional things. When he just came back, many people went to his house and wanted their children to learn archery from him. But although he agreed verbally, he actually hid the truth and didn't teach the real thing. He just ate the filial piety of those children's families for nothing. Don't really go to him!"
Lu Changsheng came here with sincerity, but he didn't expect that after listening to Zhangcun's words, he already had a clue in his heart.
"Sometimes there are some inconsistencies in a paragraph! There are conflicts between the beginning and the end, and the logic is difficult to close! Even if it is not so harsh, it is certainly not sincere!"
Therefore, Lu Changsheng changed his mind and directly used benefits to lure.
"Gangs, martial arts, I don't know if there is such a thing!"
Lu Changsheng now has some doubts. The possibility that this world is a supernatural world may not be subtle.
However, that requires going to Heishan Mansion to find a way to verify it.
Before verifying the authenticity, his energy is still on reading. After all, the two are not in conflict at present.
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A dried fish was missing from the house, and it was soon discovered. However, after learning that it was Lu Changsheng who took it, he did not bother about it anymore.
After all, Lu Changsheng had brought back a lot of fish before.
Poor people know that food is hard to come by, so if there are extra fish one day, they will keep one or two and make them into dried fish.
After a few months, the stock was not much, but not a small amount either.
However, Father Lu still reminded him to have less contact with the cripple.
"Fortunately, my family's status is much higher now, otherwise, I really can't deal with this situation!"
Lu Changsheng thought to himself.
The next day.
In the yard of Zhangcun's house in Dongcun.
"Didn't you bring dried fish?" Zhangcun looked at Lu Changsheng with an unhappy face.
"I was beaten and scolded by my family when I went back yesterday. If I want to steal dried fish, I have to wait until the next day!" Lu Changsheng said with a face full of "shame".
Without waiting for Zhang Cun to get angry, he said, "If the old man thinks this is not good, then forget it! This archery is not necessary to learn. I have this skill of slacking off. When the river rises a little, I won't need this archery!"
Zhang Cun sneered, "Narrow-minded! Many skills are better than nothing! Don't underestimate this archery! Your skill of slacking off can only make you half full for a while, but my skill can help you have a bright future!"
The word "get out" came to his lips, but he swallowed it back.
He was lame, old, and had no descendants. It was difficult for him to get food at ordinary times. It was not easy for someone to come, and he must not let him run away.
"He is a difficult guy! But - after all, he is a child!"
Zhang Cun said in his heart.
He didn't know whether this was Lu Changsheng's trick, but no matter what, it would not change his mind.