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   Chapter 95 Inheritance (two more)

   "Papa!" Gu Yanfei smiled and applauded his arrow.

Gu Yuan handed the bow in his hand to Gu Yanfei, and explained with a smile: "Sister, your bow is a crossbow, which is a bit light for those who practice martial arts. However, for most women, this is a A crossbow is still a bit difficult."

   "Have you ever tried a bow?"

   "I tried it." Gu Yanfei nodded, "It's quite light."

   "Sister is indeed our family's son and daughter!" Gu Yuan smiled happily, "Several aunts and aunts in the family are also good at riding and archery."

Gu Jian next to    knew at this moment that the bow was actually owned by Gu Yanfei, her expression stiffened, she always felt that the pair of brothers and sisters sang as if they were mocking his uncle who couldn't even draw a crossbow.

Gu Yuan turned his back to Gu Jian, and only focused on talking to Gu Yanfei: "Sister, although my archery skills are not as good as when my father was alive, he still has seven or eight points of his skill. Learn, I can teach you."

   When he said these words, he was in high spirits, and his description was full of self-satisfaction and show off.

   Not far away, when Gu Jian heard him mention Gu Ce, the tea cup in his hand shook slightly.

  Gu Yanfei was amused by Gu Yuan, smiled, and was about to say yes, when he saw that the hair tie behind Gu Yuan's head was a little loose, so he waved to him: "Sit down, lower your head."

  Gu Yuan sat down on a chair with one password and one movement, and lowered his head slightly.

  Gu Yanfei helped him straighten the slightly loose hair, and then re-fastened the hairband.

  Gu Yuan stood still and let Gu Yanfei tie his hair, staring at the girl who was close at hand.

   There is a voice deep in my heart saying that this is his own sister, she is different.

Since he was a child, Gu Yuan has been very kind to his only sister, Gu Yuncong, and Gu Yuncong is also close to him. The open mist surrounds the surroundings, which is indescribable in words.

  Sometimes, he thinks he has a problem. He and Gu Yunqiang lost their parents, and they were each other's only relatives. He should treat her better. He also blamed himself and was confused.

   Until now, when he found his real sister, he cleared the fog in his heart.

   When he and Gu Yanfei were together, there was no such strange sense of estrangement. Instead, there was an inexplicable sense of tacit understanding and intimacy between them.

   They have only known each other for a while, and their time together is so short, as if there is an invisible bond in the depths of the blood that connects him with his sister.

   This is his sister!

   The closest person in the world to his blood.

   Gu Yuan's heart was settled, like a traveler who had wandered abroad for many years finally found a place to return, and his heart was warm.

  Gu Yanfei slowly knotted his hairband, and out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the young servant in tsing-clothed not far away, and ran towards him out of breath, holding two heavy bows.

   Gu Yanfei's eyes fixed on one of the bows for a moment, and a faint sneer came out of his mouth.

   She raised her hand quietly and drew a strange and meandering curve on his forehead, drawing it in one stroke to the end, and when closing the pen, her fingertips lightly touched his forehead.

   A faint white light flashed by.

  Gu Yanfei retracted his hand in satisfaction, and then said, "Okay."

  Gu Yuan stood up from the chair and touched the hair band that Gu Yanfei had re-tied with some fondness, feeling refreshed.

   While the brothers and sisters were talking, the boy in Tsing Yi was sweating profusely, carrying the two bows to the long table, and carefully lowered the bows.

   These two big bows are heavier than the other, far from being comparable to Gu Yanfei's one-sword bow.

Gu Jian put down the tea cup, cleared her throat again, and said, "Brother Yuan, I remember that you were able to draw the second crossbow a year ago. This crossbow is now more than enough, and let the second uncle see you now. How many stones can you pull away?"

   The two bows that the servant just brought, one is a three-stone bow, and the other is a five-stone bow.

  Gu Yuan picked up the three crossbow without saying a word and shook it.

  Three crossbows are obviously heavier than one crossbow, and the bowstring is thicker, shining a faint cold light in the sun.

  Gu Yuan is still calm, he shoots the arrow unhurriedly, and draws the bowstrings in one go. His movements are as smooth as flowing clouds and water, which seems to be a reflex movement of his body.

   In the past two years, the bow and arrow he used in the army was the three crossbow. For him, it was a long time ago.

The    feather arrow shot out rapidly, faster than the first arrow, but also more stern, and went to the ground like a meteor.

   The second arrow hits the heart again.

   The arrow target in the distance trembled violently due to the impact of the arrow, making a rustling sound, as if applauding for Gu Yuan.

   "Papapa..." Gu Yanfei applauded cheerfully again, his eyes bright.

   "Okay!" Gu Jian also stroked his palms and praised brightly, "Brother Yuan has made great progress this year."

   "This third one is a five crossbow, which your father used when he was young..."

  Gu Jian said it lightly, with a tick on the corner of his mouth, a bit of contentment.

  This rhino horn bow is of great significance to the Dingyuan Houfu, representing the glory and glory of the Houfu.

   When Emperor Taizu gave his grandfather Gu Qin the title of Marquis Dingyuan, he personally gave this rhinoceros horn bow to his grandfather. He praised his grandfather as a sharpshooter with innate divine power, and no one could surpass him in a hundred years. He said that a good bow is given to heroes.

  The grandfather was grateful for Emperor Taizu's appreciation and swore to the emperor that this rhino horn bow would be passed on to the descendants of the Gu family along with the Danshu iron coupons, so as to open up territory for Dajing.

  Gu Yuan stared at the five-stone bow with burning eyes, picked it up a little eagerly, and his eyes glowed.

   He still remembered that it was his grandfather who passed the bow to his father, and he watched his father draw the bow and pierce Yang with a hundred paces. At that time, my father laughed and said that he would pass the bow to him in the future, so that he could practice riding and archery well, and then he would be able to draw this bow when he grew up.

   At that time, his strength and stature were small, but he always sneaked into his father's study to play with the bowstring.

   Later, when my father left, my second uncle took the rhino horn bow too.

  Gu Yuan grabbed the heavy rhino horn bow in his hand and couldn't put it down.

   Gradually, there was a trace of sadness and reluctance in his eyes.

   This mood was quickly replaced by another rush of excitement.

   He held the rhino horn bow tightly, and gradually pulled the string, increasing the force again and again. After trying the feel of the hand, he slowly and firmly filled the heavy empty bow for the third time.

  The muscles of the shoulders and arms tensed with the action of drawing the bow, and the strong muscles bulged slightly under the robe, and the posture of drawing the bow was heroic.

   But anyone could see that he was struggling just to draw this empty bow.

   "Yes, quite good." Gu Jian stood up from the chair and stroked her palms again and again, "Has the style of your father back then!"

   After a while, Gu Yuan put the bowstring back little by little.

  Gu Jian stroked his beard again, with a look of nostalgia on his face, "I still remember that when your grandfather gave this bow to your father, your father was the same age as you are now, and this bow used to go with him on the battlefield..."

   While speaking, his index finger brushed the corner of his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse.

  Gu Yuan was still holding the rhino horn bow, and sweat dripped from his forehead and temples, but his eyes were very bright, as if saying, he can do it!

   He drew another arrow from the quiver. The meaning of this action was very clear. He planned to use this five crossbow to shoot the third arrow.

"Brother Yuan, forget it." Gu Jian sighed and persuaded, "You've worked very hard, it's pretty good to be able to draw this bow at your age, and I'm afraid you won't be able to find a second one among your peers. …”

   "People should do what they can, don't force themselves."

   "I can do it." Gu Yuan said confidently, with high spirits, a little bit of sweat shone with crystal-like brilliance in the sun, making the young man even more arrogant.

   His archery was enlightened and taught by his father himself.

  My father said that martial arts should not only rely on brute force, but also have perseverance and learn to use the brain.

  My father taught him a training called "Meditation", which made him not only practice martial arts every day, but also rehearse the process of practicing martial arts during the day in his mind when there is no one at night.

   This kind of "meditation" training, he has done thousands of times, and is skilled in his heart.

   When he tried the bow just now, he rehearsed it several times in his mind, down to every step of setting the arrow, buckling the string, pre-pulling, opening the bow, aiming, and releasing the string.

  Although he hasn't gotten started yet, he is sure that he can do it!

  Gu Jian didn't persuade Gu Yuan any more, and took up the tea cup again.

   Under the half-closed eyes, his eyes moved slightly, and a sneer appeared on his lips.

  Eight years ago, the title of Marquis Dingyuan was almost lost to his elder brother Gu Ce. It was he who worked hard to keep the title, and it was he who kept a low profile over the years, and their family was able to live a stable life today.

   He will not let Gu Yuanbai pick up this cheap!

   Gu Jian seemed to be drinking tea, but in fact he was still paying attention to Gu Yuan's every move, when he saw Gu Yuan calmly put the third feather arrow on the five-stone rhino horn bow with a solemn expression.

   His phoenix eyes shot out an exceptionally bright light in the sunlight, as if passing through the distant time and space, looking at a long back with a heroic beauty and a bright moon.

   His father's blood flowed in his body, and if his father could do it, he could too!

  Gu Yuan took a deep breath, his expression focused, and he pulled the string again.

   This time, the strength of his pulling the string was just like the one he had practiced in his mind before. It was stronger and faster, and he used the strength of his back to firmly pull the bow.

  The drawn bowstring makes a small sound of "呲".

   The sound was as soft as a mosquito, and it was almost inaudible in the cold wind in the martial arts field.

  The tea cup in Gu Jian's hand stopped in front of her chest, her eyes widened unconsciously, and she stared at the five-stone bow in Gu Yuan's hand for a moment, staring at the bowstring being drawn little by little.

   He knew that the string of this bow would break if it was pulled to the extreme.

   In other words, the moment Gu Yuan released the arrow, the bowstring would break...

   He was sure that Gu Yuan would not be able to escape, his arm could not be protected!

  Gu Jian's eyes became more and more gloomy and gloomy, like a ghost from the boundless hell.

   This injury is not going to kill Gu Yuan, but once the hand bone is broken, it will be fatal to the general, and Gu Yuan can only stop there.

   (end of this chapter)