Chapter 8 Suspicion

"Good guy, you can hit every target within thirty meters!"

Fang Zhixing was overjoyed.

According to the level of the shooter, apprentices are divided into four levels: beginner, intermediate, advanced and full level.

A full-level apprentice archer is naturally the most powerful among the apprentices, capable of hitting all targets within thirty meters.

"This is a full-level cheat. As long as every condition is met, it's done in one step!" Fang Zhixing understood clearly in his heart.

Then he distanced himself, stood about thirty meters away, aimed at the bull's-eye, drew his bow and shot an arrow.

Whoosh whoosh!

Thump thump thump!

Hit! Hit! Still a hit!

The arrows are all in vain!

"Wocao, so awesome!"

Xigou was amazed and his eyes were widened. "You hardly practiced archery. It only took you half a month to get the title of apprentice archer. It's so easy."

Fang Zhixing was so happy that he squinted at the dog and said with a smile: "Don't be jealous yet, how are you? [Bond Plug-in] can be improved at the same time, isn't it?"

"Yes!"

The thin dog suddenly became excited, staring directly at the panel.

However, after waiting for a while, nothing happened.

"What's going on? Why doesn't my plug-in work?" Xigou couldn't help but become anxious.

Fang Zhixing analyzed: "Bond, bond, isn't the bond between you and me long enough?"

Xigou blinked and said thoughtfully: "The panel says that we need 'long-term companionship', maybe because the half month we have been together is not considered a 'long-term stay'."

Fang Zhixing raised the corner of his mouth slightly and reminded: "This bond relationship is not an ordinary relationship. It requires some sincerity, right? If someone like you is half-hearted and doesn't treat me as his master, can it be considered a bond?"

"..."

The thin dog was silent, thoughtful.

From the bottom of his heart, he was unwilling to admit that he was a dog.

He and Fang Zhixing must be on an equal footing.

But right now the plug-in is malfunctioning...

"Well, think about it carefully. I think the most important thing in being a human being is sincerity, and the same is true in being a dog." Fang Zhixing was busy with his spare time, and outputted PUA.

As soon as he finished speaking, the panel in front of Fang Zhixing flashed with light, and new information emerged.

[Ordinary shooter·Full level conditions:

1. Hit the bullseye 50 meters away at least 10 times (not completed)

2. 100 kilograms of any kind of whole grains (unfinished)

3. 50 pounds of meat (unfinished)]

"Oh, can my archery skills continue to improve?" Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed with brilliance.

Seeing this, Xigou came to his senses and analyzed seriously: "Condition one is relatively easy to complete. After all, you have an 80% hit rate within a range of 50 meters. You can achieve it by shooting a few more times. As for conditions two and three, It’s all about accumulating resources!”

Fang Zhixing nodded and replied: "The second condition is food, any kind of whole grains will do. The third condition is meat, but he didn't specify what kind of meat it is. Pork, beef, fish, etc., maybe all of them are OK, as long as you can collect fifty Just a pound.”

Xigou pondered: "If this is the case, there is no need to worry about meat, you can catch it in the river, but the difficulty is food."

Now that there is a famine, the most scarce thing is food.

Fang Zhixing thought for a while, proposed a solution, and said via voice transmission: "I can hunt and sell the prey for money, or directly exchange it for food."

Xigou perked up: "Do you know how to sell it? Where to sell it?"

Fang Zhixing searched his mind and recalled: "Out of Funiu Village, about eighty miles south along the river, there is a market town. Daniu's father once went there to sell animal skins and herbs."

Xigou asked: "Daniu hasn't been there?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head.

Xigou muttered: "You can try this method. If you can hunt a lot of prey, you won't need to go to the river to fish."

Fang Zhixing nodded and quickly made a calculation in his mind.

Before I knew it, night fell.

One person and one dog return to the village.

These days, they go out early and come back late, avoiding other villagers as much as possible, keeping a low profile, like a lone wolf.

The stars were shining brightly and it was getting late.

The village was extremely quiet. As far as the eye could see, no house had any light.

There is no way, the conditions here are backward, and at night you need to light oil lamps or candles to get light.

However, oil lamps and candles are luxuries. Who can afford them?

I heard that the old village chief had many treasures at home, but his family was reluctant to use them casually.

Fang Zhixing came to the east end of the village, groped in the dark, entered the village from here, and walked home along a familiar route.

"stop!"

Suddenly, the thin dog pricked up its ears and heard a message.

Fang Zhixing immediately stopped, subconsciously raised his bow to pick up an arrow, and placed it on the arrow string. A series of movements were completed in one go.

At the same time, he sent a message and asked: "What's wrong?"

The thin dog scanned the area back and forth and said, "I just heard a footsteps, very light, not far away."

Fang Zhixing quickly looked around. Under the moonlight, the scenery was hazy, and the earth seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze.

Between the houses, there are continuous shadows and too many blind spots.

He saw no one.

The thin dog was lying on the ground listening, suddenly raised his head, stared at a dark alley not far away, and said through the voice: "There is someone there, I heard a slight breathing, sure!"

Fang Zhixing understood clearly, and slowly drew his bow to aim over there. At the same time, he coughed heavily, and suddenly shouted in an angry voice: "Who is this? He pooped on the road and stepped on me." All."

It was quiet and no one answered.

Xigou listened carefully, and after a while, he nodded and said, "The man left, and the footsteps are getting farther and farther away."

Fang Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief, ran quickly, rushed back home, closed the door, and propped up the door with a wooden board.

He turned around and asked Xigou, "Is anyone following us?"

Xigou had been listening, and dogs have very sensitive hearing. He shook his head and said, "Probably not."

"That's good."

Fang Zhixing then relaxed his tense body, his face still gloomy.

Xigou squatted down, scratched his chin with his hind paw, and said in deep thought: "That person may be the murderer of Ergou."

Fang Zhixing also had this suspicion: "Half a month has passed, and Ergou's two legs are probably eaten up."

Xigou was horrified and recalled: "I have watched a documentary. Psychological experts have found that cannibals are very perverted. They will become addicted after eating human flesh once, and want to eat it a second and third time. Even if there are delicacies in front of them, they still want to eat people."

Fang Zhixing nodded and said: "We have to be more careful in the future."

The next day came in a blink of an eye, and it was just dawn.

Fang Zhixing and Xigou got up early, took a set of bows and arrows, set off from the west end of the village, and headed towards the vast mountains.

"Hey, isn't this a big cow?"

As they were walking, a group of people rushed out from the side.

Fang Zhixing turned his head and looked, and his heart was suddenly startled. There were many people on the other side, more than 20 young and strong men.

The leaders were the three sons of the old village chief, Zhao Dahu, Zhao Erhu, and Zhao Sanhu, and their followers were all members of the Zhao family.

The way the villagers stick together is often divided by blood. People of the same clan are one family, and everyone else is an outsider.

The old village chief is the largest family in Funiu Village, with sixty or seventy people including brothers, sisters, and descendants.

In contrast, other surnames have as many as a dozen people and as few as a family of three, which seems weak.

There are also several families like Daniu who have no one to rely on.

Fang Zhixing immediately smiled, lowered his head, and greeted them in a humbly and obedient manner: "Hello, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhao Er, Uncle Zhao San."

Zhao Dahu nodded and said: "I haven't seen you for a while. What have you been busy with recently?"

Fang Zhixing pointed to the scar on his forehead and said: "I went hunting a few days ago and encountered a black bear. I fell and injured myself. I stayed at home for a few days."

Zhao Dahu understood and asked: "Why, you want to go hunting in the mountains?"

Fang Zhixing replied: "My family ran out of food, so I came out to try my luck."

"Do you want to come with us?" Zhao Dahu suddenly asked.

Fang Zhixing said: "No, I don't have any skills, I will only drag you down."

"Okay, be careful and don't go too far. It's not good to get lost. We'll go first." Zhao Dahu patted Fang Zhixing on the shoulder and walked forward with a smile.

Fang Zhixing stood there silently, watching Zhao Dahu and others walk away, and then he walked in another direction.

After Zhao Dahu walked away, he suddenly thought of something, looked back, and frowned.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Zhao Erhu asked.

Zhao Dahu hesitated and said, "Have you noticed that Da Niu has a ruddy complexion and looks very good? I just touched his shoulder and felt that he has some meat on his body."

Zhao Erhu's face changed, and he suddenly said, "You're right, that kid is really in good spirits."

Zhao Sanhu was surprised and said, "There is a famine these years, and everyone is starving. How come he is fine?"

Zhao Dahu pondered, "After Da Niu's father died, he lived alone. His family should have been too poor to eat, but looking at him, he doesn't look like he has been hungry at all."

The three brothers discussed it back and forth, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt that there was something wrong with Da Niu.