C4 Yang Juan's Mind

Snowflakes drifted down onto Yang Juan's shoulders from the stands in front of the training grounds, but she paid no attention to them at all. Through the sparse snowflakes, her large eyes carefully sized up that tall figure, his handsome face revealing unswerving determination, his huge figure containing power. The gigantic longbow in his hand was like a toy, the bowstring like a curved moon.

Her eyes remained fixed on the young man's arms, as on a statue. Suddenly, the young man's right hand loosened and the long arrow let out a whistling sound. It carried with it its soaring strength. It flashed forward like a bolt of lightning.

"Bang …"

The pine tree in the distance let out a muffled sound and the long arrow stared fiercely at the farthest pine tree. Despite being so far away, one could still hear the end of the arrow shaking with its final strength. Even the surrounding air seemed to tremble with the arrow.

"Sure …"

A servant ran by quickly, his heels raising clumps of snow. As he ran, he even counted the steps, he was very serious and his steps were very even. Finally, he stopped under the pine tree and let out a sigh of amazement.

"Oh my god, a thousand steps."

Everyone cheered again at the servant's shout, and even the snowflakes in the air danced even more cheerfully. However, Yang Juan stood there in a daze. Her mind was blank, as if she had forgotten about the crowd around her. All she could see was the snow dancing in the sky and that smiling face of hers.

Yang Juan, who usually practiced martial arts, naturally knew how much strength it would take to pull the bow. She had personally witnessed that when the servants drew the bow, they usually needed six people to pull at the same time. And this young man, alone, had actually drawn his longbow gently.

"Silly girl, what are you thinking about?"

"No …." No... "What are you thinking about?"

Suddenly, Mistress Yang turned her head and saw Yang Juan in a state of infatuation. She could not help but laugh. Yang Juan's little face immediately flushed red. Amidst the endless snow, she looked very pretty. At this moment, butler Yang Fa invited the young man over. Yang Juan's heart sped up for no reason. It was as if she had a little deer in her arms.

"Greetings, Madam. Greetings, Miss."

His attitude was neither haughty nor humble, and his actions were elegant and elegant. He had a gentle smile on his face and a valiant air about him. He stood quietly in the midst of the snow, his tall figure like an iron tower.

"I heard you're a scholar?"

"Yes, ma'am, I've read many years."

As he said this, that young man seemed to be sad, as if he had remembered something unpleasant. Mistress Yang stared blankly for a moment, not knowing what had stirred the young man's heart. Seeing his calm face, she immediately asked curiously.

"How can a gentle and quiet scholar possess such divine powers?"

"Heh heh, Madam, I am born with inborn divine strength."

He smiled like a big boy. His tall and big body stood there, seemingly bashful, but his eyes were filled with confidence. The soft laughter echoed in the snowstorm, exuding an uncontrollable heroic spirit.

"Oh, then I'll give that Zhang Gong to you."

"Thank you Madam, thank you Miss."

The tall young man placed his left hand on his right chest, bent his waist once again, smiled and took two steps back, then turned around and strode away, bringing along a whirlwind that disturbed Snowflake's dancing steps. In the blizzard, he seemed exceptionally calm and resolute.

"What a great man."

Mistress Yang looked at Yang Lin's figure as it disappeared into the distance. She could not help but mutter to herself. Amidst the gently fluttering snowflakes, those three people were riding their horses towards the depths of the mountain without even looking back.

"Come on, don't stand in the snow."

Yang Juan, who was also gazing into the distance, was startled for a moment. Then, she snapped out of her daze, her face flushing red with embarrassment. She hurriedly went forward to support her mother, and the two of them walked towards the main hall. However, the two of them seemed to be deep in their thoughts, and their eyes would occasionally look into the depths of the snowy plains.

The main hall of the Yang family was a tall building, and the main hall was where the meeting took place. All the major matters of the Yang family were decided from here. In the middle of the front hall were two chairs, which belonged to Master Yang and Mistress Yang. Although Master Yang was no longer there, the chair remained empty, waiting for its new owner.

The moment Mistress Yang sat down, the door of the antechamber opened and Chief Steward Yang Fa hurriedly walked in. He lowered his head and smiled in a pleasing manner, bowing deeply to Mistress Yang and Miss Yang Juan before standing at a distance.

"Have you asked around?"

"Madam, I've asked around."

In the lobby of the Yang family, Lady Yang was sitting in the lobby while Miss Yang Juan stood next to her. Chief Steward Yang Fa had a big smile on his face as he bowed and stood by the side of the hall. Hearing Mistress Yang's question, he hurriedly took a step forward to report the information he had just gathered to her.

"This young man is called Yang Lin, he is Yang Lei's distant nephew, there is no family in his family, only Yang Lei's family. Yang Lin went everywhere to study, and recently came here to study, living at Yang Lei's house. According to what the villagers said, Yang Lin intends to settle down here. "

"Oh, do any of you remember Yang Lei having such a nephew?"

"Reporting to Madam, the villagers all remember that Yang Lei had a distant cousin, and his cousin had a son. More than 10 years ago, they came and went often, and when they heard about the disaster at home, their whereabouts were unknown."

"How is Yang Lei now?"

"He's fine now, hunting with his two sons every day, so he doesn't have to worry about food and drinks. It's just that my family circumstances are still the same, my two sons haven't even married their wives. "

"So that's how it is. "Alright, you may leave."

"Yes, ma'am."

Chief Steward Yang Fa bent down and left the lobby of the Yang family. A look of relief appeared on Mistress Yang's face, as if she had just put down a matter of her mind. She then raised her head and glanced at Yang Juan, who was standing at the side. A slight smile appeared on her face.

"This young man is not bad at all."

"Mm …" "That's right."

Hearing her mother's words, Yang Juan, who was in a daze, suddenly blushed. For a moment, she couldn't even remember what her mother had said. In her panic, she didn't know how to reply, so she could only raise her head and casually reply to her mother.

"Little Juan, why are you so distracted today? Do you have something on your mind?"

Seeing her daughter lose her composure, Mistress Yang knew why. That young man was too outstanding, too outstanding. His own daughter must have been moved and must have a good impression of that young man. However, for Mistress Yang, finding a son-in-law who had nothing to worry about was the best.

"No, what's on my mind?"

Yang Juan had already recovered from her state of absent-mindedness. It was just a wisp of a young girl's emotions. She understood that the young man's thoughts were all on that longbow, and he did not even spare her a glance. Her face gradually regained its calm, and an indescribable melancholy surged from her heart.

"Little Juan, your uncle came a few days ago to say that the second young master of the Wu Manor, Old Master Wu, was a rare talent and was handsome. He was willing to marry into our family. What do you think?"

"Mother, is the rich Master Wu still worried about not being able to get a wife? "The reason why he wants to be our son-in-law, is because he wants our family's property."

How could Mistress Yang not know what Master Wu was thinking? All those people who had sent people to propose to her were rich and powerful gentry who were after the property of the Yang Family. What about the young man who barged in today? Was he planning on doing the same?

"Little Juan, how is this Yang Lin today?"

"Mother, what do you say?"

Yang Juan's face flushed red again. Of course, she understood what her mother meant. Her mind was suddenly filled with that tall and big figure. For a moment, her calm heart raced again. She quickly turned her head and looked outside at the fluttering snow.

"What I want to say is, how about recruiting him as your son-in-law?"

"Ah …" "Listen to mother."

Before he could finish his words, Yang Juan had already left, leaving Mistress Yang alone in the lobby. Mistress Yang finally understood that this young man had not only taken away her longbow, he had also taken away her daughter and all of her possessions.

"Little girl, you've really thought about it. What should we do now?"

At this moment, the mountain was still a snowy plain. The heavy snow from the past few days had made the mountain seem like it was adorned with a snow-white robe. The mountains were white, the trees were white, all white, frozen, and shining like paint, the whole white world.

Even though the snowflakes were sparse, Yang Lin, Yang Hu, and Yang Bao were still covered in silver, blending together with the snow that covered the entire mountain. The three of them led their horses and trudged along the valley at the foot of the mountain. As they walked, they talked about the arrow that had just been shot.

"Big brother, you're accurate. You can even hit a tree trunk a thousand steps away."

"Hehe, just a coincidence. Just a coincidence."

Yang Lin chuckled, but in his heart he was ashamed. He was clearly aiming at the nearest tree, which was only about five hundred paces away, but somehow or other he managed to hit the tree a thousand paces away.

"Yang Bao, how long is the range of your strong twelve stone bows?"

"Usually 600 steps, 800 steps farthest."

This distance was already very far. Ordinary bows and arrows could only reach a distance of 300 steps or so. Yang Lin vaguely remembered that in the history of the great general Li Guang, his Da Huang Power Bow also had a range of 600 to 800 steps. Furthermore, he had even shot an arrow into a rock.

Yang Lin followed behind Yang Hu and Yang Bao as they headed into the mountains. Since the valley was full of gravel, they did not even ride their horses, but instead led their horses along. He didn't know how long he walked, but other than the snow and dense forest, he didn't see anything else for a long time.

"Yang Hu, Yang Bao, where are we going to find prey in this vast snowy plain?"

Yang Hu, who was walking, stopped and turned around to smile at Yang Lin. Looking at the rolling mountains and the vast snowy plains, he saw no trace of birds in the forest, and no footprints of beasts in the snow, so he shook his head. The three of them chatted as they walked. When they finally arrived at a safe place, Yang Bao shouted.

"Let's leave the horses here and search for this mountain."

"Alright, let's split up and search."

According to the direction Yang Hu was pointing, Yang Lin climbed to the south side of the mountain. He was tall and had long legs, so it didn't take him long to reach the south side. He turned around and realized that he was too focused on climbing the mountain that he didn't notice there were any prey. He couldn't help but laugh in surprise.

"He really doesn't have the determination to be a hunter."

Standing on the southern hillside, one could see the snowy mountains in the distance. There were mountains of snow-capped cliffs, and some looked like giants with their chests puffed out, some looked like celestial fairies with their waists twisted, some looked like treasured swords that pierced through the blue sky, while some looked like silver dragons dancing in the sky.

Facing such a wonderful scene, his heart was filled with endless emotions. As a modern man who had thousands of years of knowledge, was he really willing to be a hunter when he came to this era? Become a commoner at the mercy of others?

"No, never!"

Yang Lin held the longbow in his hand and gripped it tightly. The journey of a thousand miles began with a single step, starting with this longbow. He had already launched his reputation today, he definitely could not let this reputation be ruined. Let the brothers hunt, and I'll practice my arrows here.

"Swoosh …"

One arrow after another, Yang Lin finally finished shooting the one hundred arrows in the quiver. He was also half dead from exhaustion. After resting for a while, he stood up and went to retrieve the arrows. All of them were shot at the bottom of a steep cliff. There was a tree at the bottom of the cliff that was the target of the arrows.

"Alas, twelve arrows were shot at a hundred arrows."

Yang Lin shook his head. It seemed that this godly archer wasn't so easy to be. However, he was not discouraged. Relying on his own strength, he still needed to master the archery skill. Although he didn't know how to wield a knife or use a spear, an arrow being a godly archer wasn't a bad idea.

Just like how Yang Lin was training in the blue ball, Yang Lin was practicing his archery at the bottom of the cliff, again and again, it was unknown how long he had been practicing for. Gradually, the 100 arrows could hit about 50 arrows, but they could no longer improve, which made Yang Lin very depressed.

Yang Lin, who was familiar with the Three Kingdoms, knew that in this era where heroes and heroes were everywhere, just having strength was far from enough. Pan Feng, Fang Yue, Yu Ting and the others were all extremely strong generals; their weapons alone weighed 180 to 200 jins, but in the end they were easily killed by someone else.

It seemed that he still needed to learn martial arts in order to be able to establish himself in this chaotic world, and then find a few powerful generals with high martial arts skills. Since the heavens allowed him to be reborn, he definitely could not just live a mediocre life without any actions.

"Big brother, quickly stop it."

Just as Yang Lin was putting away his arrows, he suddenly heard Yang Hu scream. Yang Lin looked up. In the direction in front of him, there was a frightened wild goat running in the snow. As they ran, they didn't forget to look back at the chasing Yang Hu and Yang Bao.

"Big brother, shoot!"

Yang Hu also held a bowstring in his hand, and aimed the arrows at the two running wild goats. However, when the goat saw Yang Lin in front of it, it suddenly turned around and ran towards the cliff. Yang Hu was a step too late, so he could only shout for Yang Lin to shoot.

"Ah …"

"Alright, just watch."

He resolutely picked up the bow and pulled out an arrow, nocked it on the bowstring, and with a strong pull, pulled the bowstring full. He looked up at the fleeing wild goat, and was shocked; he actually saw the wild goat's eyes clearly.

It turned out that the goat was looking back at him. It had already run more than 300 steps, and with its experience, the hunter would never be able to shoot it. Moreover, the goat looked like a novice with a hint of mockery in its eyes.

"Swoosh …"

The eyes of the goat deeply provoked him, and without thinking Yang Lin let go of the arrow. The whistling arrow pierced through the tranquility of the snowy plains, drawing a straight line that carried Yang Lin's unparalleled confidence as it flew like lightning towards the arrogant wild goat.

The goat didn't seem to believe that Yang Lin would hit it, so much so that when the arrow hit it, it didn't even believe it. However, it didn't care whether it believed him or not. After shaking for a bit, it finally lost its balance and fell to the ground.

"I've been hit …"

Yang Bao was the first to cheer as he ran forward, raising a cloud of snow dust behind him. Yang Hu looked at Yang Lin in surprise, and shook his head in disbelief. Honestly speaking, he was somewhat regretful when he saw the wild goat run off into the distance. Yang Hu gave a thumbs up and smiled at Yang Lin as he nodded.

"Amazing, divine arrow."

The more divine one was still behind him. Leopard ran up to the wild goat and circled it a few times. His face was full of surprise. He couldn't believe his eyes. He opened up the wild goat and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Oh my god, you shot it in the eye, the strength is just right, the fur is intact."

Yang Lin himself was puzzled, when did I have such a profound archery skill? He had only learned a few hundred arrows and he had already become a god's arrow? Could it be another coincidence? "But she knew she was aiming at the goat's eyes, and she couldn't possibly be so coincidental. Still, she had to be humble with her mouth, and she smiled innocently at the two brothers.

"Hehe, what a coincidence, what a coincidence."

Whether it was a coincidence or not, the opening hours finally opened and the brothers' interest was piqued. When the sun was in the west, almost everyone caught their prey. Yang Lin had no choice but to admire Yang Hu and Yang Bao's archery skills in their hearts. Yang Hu and Yang Bao were both extraordinary archers.

"It's getting late, let's go back."

The winter evening seemed to have arrived especially early. Yang Hu saw that everyone had gotten something, so he suggested going home. Today's harvest was not small, there was no need to wait until nightfall before returning. Yang Lin also wanted to return home, so he put away his bow and arrows with the two brothers, put his prey on the horse and rushed home.