"Headhunter, this must not be done." The other hunters hurriedly dissuaded him.
Li Qingshan was also surprised, and he actually wanted to give himself a bow, which meant more than a bow, and refused: "Headhunter, a gentleman does not take people's favors, I dare not accept this colorful head, you can just treat me as a joke!" "
Huang Binghu stroked the bow and said to himself: "This stone splitting bow has followed me for many years, and it is easy to use, and it has also helped me make some names in the rivers and lakes. "
"I heard that you think the bow of the Tibetan master is too light, this stone splitting bow is an iron tire bow, the bow strength is enough to have three stones, and ordinary martial arts practitioners can't use it, no, don't dawdle." Huang Binghu pushed the split stone bow to Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan held the bow, with a heavy feeling in the palm of his hand, recalling the demeanor of Huang Binghu standing on the stone that day, killing people like slaughtering dogs.
Yes, this bow is not suitable for hunting, but more suitable for battlefield fighting, and is a real killing weapon.
His fingers plucked the bowstring, which was mixed with metal wire, extremely sharp, and ordinary people had to wear a ring to use it, but he didn't care with the bull demon skin.
Huang Binghu had a hidden intention to entrust the orphan, although he did not say it explicitly, but everyone present saw it, but no one spoke out against it, which was not only Huang Binghu's power, but also Li Qingshan proved his strength in front of everyone.
There is no need to ask Li Qingshan whether he has the ability to command, or whether the villagers are convinced, it is human instinct to obey the strong, just like the wolf pack, Lemazhuang is a wolf pack, Huang Binghu wants Li Qingshan to succeed him as the wolf king,
This is also a decision he made after thinking for a long time, Le Ma Zhuang has never been welcomed by the government, and has a mortal feud with Shen Wangzhuang, which seems majestic but is actually full of dangers, although there are talents in the village, but no one can calm the scene, only Li Qingshan can do it.
Li Qingshan held the split stone bow, feeling like a dream, a few months ago, he was the most inconspicuous and humble cowherd in Woniu Village.
A few months later, he had the opportunity to become a headhunter in the famous Lema Manor, but he did not accept: "Headhunter, I accepted this bow, thank you for your love, but in fact, this time, I am here to bid farewell to you." "
As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar, everyone felt that Li Qingshan was too ignorant to lift, even if Huang Binghu understood Li Qingshan's strength and potential, he was rejected in front of so many people, and his face was not very good-looking.
"But I didn't want it for nothing." Li Qingshan returned to the house, took out a small wine bottle, and handed it to Huang Binghu: "This is the medicinal wine left by my master, which may cure your illness." "
"You... Is what you said true? At this life-and-death event, Huang Binghu was also a little excited, and others were even more excited.
Li Qingshan smiled and said, "You might as well give it a try." This is the spirit wine brewed by Lingshen, although he does not know medical skills, but he also knows a thing or two about Huang Binghu's disease, he was born weak, and he has exhausted his origin after many years of martial arts, all relying on internal support.
This disease is a terminal disease that is difficult to cure by any medical hand, which is a congenital defect, and no ginseng can be remedied by any ginseng ganoderma. But Lingshen has an innate qi that can save his life.
Huang Binghu drank the spirit wine in one gulp, and then meditated and practiced, but for a moment, a trace of white gas came out of his head, and his originally sallow face also returned to rosy, and he opened his eyes after a long time.
"Headhunter, what do you think?" The hunters asked.
Huang Binghu touched his chest in disbelief: "I feel better." "It's not just much better, it's better than ever, as if I'm back in my youth.
A burst of cheers rang out, and many hunters shed tears, and many people who were originally hostile to Li Qingshan's rejection changed their attitudes, held his hand, and thanked him for their kindness and gratitude.
Li Qingshan raised his stone bow: "Then this bow, I will be disrespectful." "
Huang Binghu's face was slightly striking: "That ... Castle peak... Can you change your colorful head... "Escape from death, he immediately reluctant to this "old guy".
"Don't think about it!" Li Qingshan flatly refused: "The men in the mountains, the words they say are like mountains, how can they repent easily." "
"Okay!" Huang Binghu's face was bitter, which caused others to laugh, and it was rare to see their headhunters look like this.
"Qingshan, you are gone, can you come back?"
"I just went to Woniu Village to take a look, there are still some things that have not been packed up, and I also want to find a quiet place to practice martial arts and see if I can make a breakthrough."
Drinking spirit wine these days, Li Qingshan felt that he had touched the key of "Bull Demon Power Fist", and was ready to retreat alone and cultivate the "power of a cow", so that he no longer had to be trapped in the mountains and forests, and could go to the outside world to take a look.
I remember the fat man I saved yesterday, as if he called himself the county magistrate of Qingyang. He wanted to fulfill his agreement with Xiao An, although he didn't know how far away the south Xiao An was pointing to, but he always had to take the first step.
"Breakthrough again?!" Huang Binghu has already felt that today's Li Qingshan, compared with a few days ago, has changed again, and the whole person's spirit has changed greatly, and the speed of this progress is simply shocking.
But in the blink of an eye, he said that he would make another breakthrough. I can't help but think of Li Qingshan once said that he wanted to become a "born master", at that time he was just a joke, but now he suddenly feels that maybe he can really do it.
"But those prey you hunt?" Li Qingshan's harvest these days is almost catching up with the harvest of the entire village.
"I don't want anything else, as long as the tiger bones on the tiger's body, and I want to ask you to collect some tiger bones on your behalf, I want to make some medicinal wine, and I will buy it at the market price."
The reason why he chased the tiger was not only to show his face in Zhuangzi. Instead, Qingniu told him that when he practiced the power of a cow in "Bull Demon Strong Fist", he could start practicing "Tiger Demon Bone Fist", and he needed to use another medicinal wine, the core of which was a blind medicinal material, the same as ginseng, precious but rare, that is, tiger bone.
Orion and tiger are mortal enemies of each other, and a single hunter is certainly afraid of tigers, but once a tiger is too fierce, it will inevitably be a large-scale search of the mountains and set up many traps. There should be not a few tiger bones accumulated in Lema Village.
Huang Binghu said: "Or the prescription left by your master?" "
"Yes."
"Are you generous, are the men in my Lemazhuang stingy? I can help you brew the medicinal wine, but can we use those two prescriptions too?" "
Huang Binghu quietly tried Li Qingshan's recipe, and the medicinal wine brewed out was indeed much better than the medicinal wine used in the original village, and the things in it didn't have to be bought from outsiders at all, they could get it together in the village, if it was used to cultivate children, it wouldn't take long for the strength of Lemazhuang to reach a higher level.
Li Qingshan is fine, those two prescriptions are just transitional things, nothing particularly precious, it doesn't hurt to hand them over to others, and it can save you the trouble of making your own medicinal wine, which can be regarded as the best of both worlds.
He handed the prescription to Huang Binghu, then took the stone bow, stepped on the green ox, and left slowly.
Until Li Qingshan's figure disappeared at the corner of a mountain road, the Tibetan master whispered to Huang Binghu: "Headhunter, why didn't you keep him just now, the eight achievements of the spiritual ginseng are on him, most of the wine you drink is brewed from spiritual ginseng, and most of the spiritual ginseng is in the gourd on his waist." "
Li Qingshan never mentioned spiritual ginseng, but in the eyes of this experienced old hunter, too many clues have been revealed. And these things, for Huang Binghu, who once walked on the rivers and lakes, will only see more clearly and clearly.
Huang Binghu looked at Li Qingshan's disappeared mountain road, was silent for a long time, turned around and said, "We, after all, are different from those ginseng pickers, aren't we? "
"Yes, headhunter!"