Under the warm sunshine, the Shooting Art Hall is surrounded by green branches and leaves, the breeze is gentle, and the air is very cool and fresh. In the archery hall, red beams and columns stand erect around the two sides of the hall, leaving an area in the center, and the front is the target area. It looks very quiet and elegant.
"Ziming! What are you doing?" Just as everyone was concentrating on their bow and arrow shooting skills, Fu Nian, who was watching from behind, couldn't help scolding.
All of a sudden, everyone's attention was attracted, and they all focused on the last Ziming.
When seeing Tianming's appearance, everyone couldn't help but secretly sighed, feeling helpless!
I saw him in loose clothes, too short to understand the essence of archery, and he was holding the wrong hand. He looked very funny. He couldn't half-open the bowstring. He had to step on it with his feet and pull it with both hands However, the consequence of this is that the shooting range of each bow and arrow is less than half of the set range, and the target cannot even be touched.
He looks very funny.
It was precisely for this reason that Fu Nian spoke so unbearably.
In his eyes, other people are quite well-behaved. Although they cannot be said to hit every target, they can still hit the target, especially those senior students who are skilled, have a high hit rate, fast speed, and good accuracy. He is very satisfied with it.
After that, Ziyu, a new student, was able to hit a hundred shots. One can see from his movements, expressions, and eyes that he is definitely talented and has a long history of family education. In stark contrast to him is Ziming. I didn't even remember the essentials of that messy movement. This really disappointed him.
"Hey! Who called me!" Tianming was taken aback by Fu Nian's sudden scolding, and he couldn't help but let go of his hands, and the entire bow and arrow was rebounded and bounced directly towards his face.
"Ziming!" Seeing this scene, Shaoyu, who was still on the sidelines, changed his expression, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to give him a hand.
"Peng!" There was a soft sound, Tianming felt helpless and resigned to his fate, he just sat there with his head covered his face, but he didn't feel any pain after waiting for a while, so he opened his eyes secretly, just in time to see Fu Nian appearing beside him Beside him, he grabbed the bow and arrow with his left hand and was staring at him solemnly.
"Master! Hehe!" Looking at Tianming with a playful smile on his face, Fu Nian also shook his head secretly: "Go out and stand outside!" Fu Nian said directly to him.
"Eh, yes!" Tianming was a little frustrated when he heard that, so he could only walk out step by step.
"Twitter chirping!" A crisp bird chirping sounded, and Tianming stood outside listlessly, staring at the sky blankly, a little bored.
"Hey! I am punished to stand every time, really! Forget it, I will skip class today!"
Tianming thought of the number of times he had been punished to stand, but he was also a little powerless. This time he suddenly wanted to skip class on a whim, thinking that he was looking around cautiously, so he tiptoed and sneaked towards the left.
"Hoo hoo! Shasha!" Behind the Xiaoshengxian Zhuang Shooting Art Museum, there is a dense forest and a mountain behind, where the wilderness is quiet, and there is a small path in the middle that spreads deep, and an exquisite attic stands in the middle, just facing the Bamboo forest, both the scenery and the environment are excellent.
At this moment in the attic, an old man with gray hair and wearing blue Confucian clothing is setting a chessboard. His eyes are deep and wise, and his temperament is elegant and gentle, just like an ordinary old man, returning to basics. With an old face and a familiar demeanor, he is the Confucian master Xunzi!
He studied knowledge behind closed doors for many days, quietly thinking about moving, and he was also a little curious about the changes in the Confucian Xiaoshengxian village and the current atmosphere in Songhai, so he went out.
Of course, part of the reason is that he has thoroughly studied the books sent by Mr. Wu An, and he has nothing to do, so he is ready to take a good rest.
"Pa-ta!" A crisp sound of chess pieces falling echoed in this peaceful environment, and Xunzi was alone in an endgame. This endgame was mysterious and difficult to deal with. It was exactly the game that we tried to learn from when we met Wu Anjun before.
?One person starts from the ninety-five days of the emperor, and the other starts from the mediocrity of Confucianism. Intertwined and entangled, the overall situation is unpredictable. He deduces it all the time, which makes sense.
"Tread!" There was a sound of subtle footsteps, and Tianming walked here unconsciously in his disciple's clothes. He felt very relaxed here, as if he was free all of a sudden, wandering around.
Suddenly he also found the attic in front of him and the looming figure of the old man, which made him very puzzled, because he hadn't seen him in Xiaoshengxianzhuang for so long.Qixin suddenly rose, and he couldn't help leaning forward cautiously.
"En? Is someone here?" Xunzi's strength is unpredictable, and his mental state is not as good as that of Confucius, so he is naturally aware of the undisguised footsteps.
Not only that, he also felt a wave of fate and the weird atmosphere of the Yin-Yang family, as if the other party was one of the factors that caused the future atmosphere of Xiaoshengxianzhuang to change.
This made him very curious, so he didn't open his mouth to stop the other party from approaching.
He is very familiar with this kind of ability breath, because his former proud disciple Han Fei is also the same, it seems to contain a destiny! He couldn't help feeling emotional: "Han Fei?"
"Hey! Old man, who are you and why are you here?"
Tianming suddenly poked his head out from the outside and saw that the other party was contemplating and reminiscing, so he stopped talking. He was already attracted by the chess game in front of him, and with a soft chuckle, before Xunzi could react, he came in quickly He just sat across from him carelessly, picked up a white piece and placed it on the chessboard, and the crisp sound of the piece interrupted Xunzi's thoughts.
"Who are you? A new disciple?" Xunzi looked at Tianming with gentle eyes, and after discovering the clothes on his body, he also understood the identity of the other party.
"Yes! I am a disciple of Xiaoshengxianzhuang. My name is Ziming. Who are you, old man?"
"You can call this old man Master Xun!" Looking at this eccentric child, Xunzi couldn't help stroking his beard and chuckling. He had seen the curse mark on the other party's neck a long time ago, and he knew it well.
"Hey! Little friend Ziming! What do you mean? How did you make such a move?"
?It turns out that Xunzi discovered that the chess pieces that Tianming dropped at will can change the original situation. Although the white pieces lost some, they gained a different kind of vitality space in exchange, which can be called another village!
"You said this, I played it at will. Isn't this white piece blocked? Then I can back off for a while?" Tianming's words are very simple, but they have a different kind of philosophy.
"Take a step back? It seems that the old man is still a little old! I can't even figure this out! Thank you Ziming for your advice! Why don't you play a game with the old man?"
Xunzi also suddenly realized this time, he seemed to understand what Confucianism should do next! With some joy, he wanted to invite Tianming to play chess with him.
"Here! Hehe! Wait for a while, I'll go to the latrine!" Tianming was a little embarrassed, he couldn't play chess, if he made a fool of himself later, wouldn't it be ridiculous! He could only resort to urine escape, preparing to withdraw first.
"Little friends, please come!" Xunzi waved his hand slightly. Tianming also quickly ran out in embarrassment.
"Damn it! What should I do now? I don't know how to play chess! What a shame!" Tianming muttered to himself with a sullen head, and suddenly bumped into the person in front of him, and he sat on the ground directly.
"Who is it!" Tianming said loudly, clutching his buttocks.
"It's me! Ziming, why are you here? Aren't you going to practice archery today? Did you skip class again?" Zhang Liang appeared in front of him, and he guessed the reason all at once.
"Hey, Third Master! Didn't I come out for a walk?" Tianming was a little embarrassed, and was caught right away.
"You! Brother Sect Leader is not so easy to fool! You just wait to be punished!" Zhang Liang was also a little helpless.
"Ah! Third Master, help me!" Tianming was a little scared.
"Do I still want to play chess with Master Xun?" Tianming also inadvertently said something extra at this time.
Just because of this sentence, Zhang Liang's expression changed: "Who are you talking about? Master Xun?"
"That's right, where did an old man invite me to play chess with him just now? I can't, so I can only find an excuse to run out! Is he still waiting for me there?"
When Tianming saw the situation, he also told the whole situation in detail.
After Zhang Liang heard this, his eyes lit up, and he had a solution in his mind: "Ziming, maybe the third master has already found a way to help you!"
Zhang Liang looked at Tianming and couldn't help showing a warm smile.
"Ah!?" Tianming was still at a loss, not understanding what the other party meant. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com