When Chen Fan followed the sound and arrived, he saw that a hut was already full of people, and there were discussions one after another in the crowd.
"Why couldn't Xiao Hong think about it, did she hang herself?"
"Sigh, her husband didn't come back yesterday, and the child died a few years ago, leaving her alone. I'm afraid she thought life was meaningless, so she committed suicide?"
"What's the trouble?"
"Yes, these days, eating the last meal without the next meal, death is also a relief."
After saying this, most people fell silent.
Yes, it is better to die than to live with difficulty, but death requires courage.
"Let's all give way, give way."
The voice sounded, and two adult men came out carrying a pale, skinny woman's body on a simple stretcher.
The woman's tongue stuck out a lot, which was terrifying.
At least Chen Fan was so frightened that his heart beat wildly at the first sight.
However, everyone present was used to it, or they were all numb. Even children under ten years old dared to stare at it intently.
Chen Guodong finally walked out of the house, looking extremely self-blaming, because if Zhu Zi hadn't died yesterday, this woman wouldn't be too **** her mind.
His voice was a little hoarse. He comforted everyone first, then looked at several grown men in the crowd, and said, "Get ready, go hunting in half an hour."
Several people looked at each other and nodded.
The people of Sri Lanka have passed away, but the days of the living will continue.
"when did you come?"
After the crowd dispersed, Chen Guodong walked up to Chen Fan and asked.
"It's not long since I came here."
When Chen Fan thought of the appearance of the corpse just now, he still had lingering fears in his heart.
Chen Guodong nodded, turned and left.
"dad."
Chen Fan suddenly asked: "Is there any spare bow and arrow, I want to learn archery."
Chen Guodong turned around, a little surprised. In his impression, this son was a little autistic and cowardly. Asking him to fight the fierce beast would undoubtedly kill him.
How is it today?
"I want to become stronger."
Chen Fan said from the bottom of his heart: "I don't want to starve to death."
Chen Guodong's eyes showed relief, although it passed by in a flash.
"Bows and arrows, yes, you go to the warehouse, find Uncle Zhang, and tell you that I let you go. There are a few bows in there. Find the smallest one and try it."
"How many bows?"
Chen Fan was taken aback.
He thought last night that there were very few iron bows in the camp, otherwise why would there be only two or three people equipped with them? Now, according to his father, there seems to be a lot of bows and arrows?
Chen Guodong glanced at him, as if he could see what he was thinking, and said in a muffled voice: "Archery is not as easy to practice as you think, or rather, it is very difficult to practice. If you practice it well, you will be able to shoot from twenty to thirty meters away. Shooting arrows to kill ferocious beasts is not well practiced, but it is not as good as a knife."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Chen Fan had a bad premonition in his heart, and he seemed to take it for granted, but he had already said the words, so he could only bite the bullet and give it a try.
The warehouse is located in the northwest of the camp, and there are few people along the way. Obviously, everyone stayed at home quietly in order to save heat.
When he arrived, he was surprised to find that in the open space at the door, there were several young men of his own age practicing marksmanship.
That's what he said, but he was actually holding a long spear about two meters away and stabbing forward non-stop.
Behind the young man, there was a middle-aged man with a scribbled description. While walking with a limp, he corrected the movements of several people and shouted the words "receive" and "stab".
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and thought, this is probably the Uncle Zhang that his father mentioned.
He took a deep breath and stepped forward.
Before he could approach, the lame man turned around and looked him up and down.
Together with the young people behind him, they also took advantage of this opportunity to stop and look at him curiously.
"Uncle Zhang, my dad is..."
"I know you."
The lame man showed an inexplicable smile, "You are Chen Guodong's son, you almost died after eating wild fruits a few days ago, right?"
Chen Fan smiled awkwardly.
"Are you also here to practice guns?"
"I think, try bow and arrow first." Chen Fan said.
Several young people looked at each other, and there seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding among them.
"There's another one."
The lame man raised his mouth and said immediately, "Come with me."
As soon as the voice fell, he turned around abruptly, stared at the few people and said, "Still lazy? Sweat more now, and bleed less later, you know?"
Several youths immediately trembled and practiced marksmanship again.
Chen Fan followed the crippled man into the house, and was shocked by the dazzling array of weapons. He saw that in the spacious space, there were various cold weapons such as swords, spears, swords and halberds, shields and iron axes, and even a few doors. earth cannon.
The lame man noticed his gaze, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said: "There is no gunpowder, is there any use for farts, here, that is the bow you want, pick one."
Chen Fan looked to the left, and saw several longbows hanging on the wall. From left to right, their sizes gradually became larger. The smallest one was only one meter long, and the largest one was nearly two meters long, about the height of a person.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the lame man, and said honestly: "Uncle Zhang, how about I start with the one on the far left?"
"You guys are a little self-aware."
The lame man chuckled, took down the bow, and exerted a little force, only to hear a "buzz", and the bowstring trembled rapidly, leaving no doubt that if it hit someone's face, the skin would be lightly broken.
"If you want to draw this bow, at least forty catties of strength is required. Within twenty steps, you can kill a low-level beast with one arrow. It's not a big problem. Give it a try."
After speaking, he threw the bow over.
Chen Fan quickly took it, held the bow with his left hand, took an arrow with his right hand, aimed at a target not far away, and slowly pulled the bowstring, feeling the pain immediately, couldn't help gnashing his teeth, and exerted all his strength. , before fully pulling the bowstring, and then let it go abruptly.
"Snapped!"
There was a soft sound, and the arrow flew out. Chen Fan felt that his whole body was shaking. As for his right arm, he couldn't lift it.
But at this moment, the property panel in my mind changed slightly.
Skill: Basic Archery, LV0 (1%)
"???"
For a split second, Chen Fan had the urge to exclaim, but fortunately he held back.
Unexpectedly, just picked up the bow and arrow, practiced a bit, and unlocked a skill, basic archery, although the level is 0, but the progress bar behind it has reached 1%.
This means hope, doesn't it?
By analogy, if he gets the sword, can he also unlock the basic sword skills and basic sword skills? If it's boxing, even if it's Wang Baquan, maybe it can be unlocked, basic boxing skills?
At this moment, Chen Fan felt full of energy.
"?"
The lame man frowned as he looked at Chen Fan, whose eyes were wide open and his excitement was almost written on his face.
Are young people so low on themselves these days? But if you draw the most common bow, you are so happy?
The point is, you just pull it away once?