Chapter 31

"Headhunter, this is absolutely impossible." The other hunters quickly discouraged.

Li Qingshan was also surprised that he actually wanted to give him a bow that he was wearing, which meant more than just a bow, so he refused: "Headhunters, gentlemen don't take people's favor, I don't dare to accept this prize, you just Take me as a joke!"

Huang Binghu stroked the body of the bow lightly, and said to himself: "This cracked crossbow has followed me for many years, and it is very easy to use, and it has also helped me to make a name for itself in the rivers and lakes. Pick a good master for him."

"I heard that you think Master Zang's bow is too light. This cracked crossbow is an iron tire bow, and the bow strength is three stones. It can't be used by ordinary martial arts practitioners. To Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan held the bow body and felt a heavy feeling in the palm of his hand, recalling the style of the yellow sick tiger standing on the stone, killing people like a dog.

Yes, this bow is not suitable for hunting, but more suitable for battlefield fighting, it is a real killing weapon.

Fingers fiddled with the bowstring, which was mixed with metal wire, which was extremely sharp. Ordinary people had to wear a ring to use it, but he did not care about refining the skin with the help of the bull demon.

Huang Binghu has a hidden meaning to care for the orphan. Although he didn't say it explicitly, everyone present saw it, but no one spoke out against it. This is not only the power of Huang Binghu, but Li Qingshan also proved his strength in front of everyone.

There is no need to ask whether Li Qingshan has the ability to command the commander, or whether the villagers are convinced. It is human instinct to obey the strong. Just like the wolf pack, Lema Village is a wolf pack. Huang Binghu wants Li Qingshan to succeed him as the wolf king.

This is also the decision he made after considering it for a long time. Lema Zhuang has never been seen by the government, and he has a deadly feud with Shenwangzhuang. It looks majestic but in fact is in danger. Although there are heroes in the village, no one can control it. To survive the scene, only Li Qingshan can do it.

Li Qingshan held the cracked crossbow and felt 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 the headhunter of the famous Lema Zhuang, but he did not accept: "Headhunter, I have accepted this bow, thank you for your love, but in fact this time, I am here I bid you farewell."

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar, and everyone felt that Li Qingshan was too ignorant of praise. 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 don'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 that my master left at the beginning, which may cure your illness."

"You...are you telling the truth?" Huang Binghu was also a little excited when it came to life and death, and the others were even more excited.

Li Qingshan smiled and said, "You might as well give it a try." This is the spirit wine made from Lingshen. Although he is not skilled in medicine, he also knows a thing or two about the disease of Huang Binghu. , relying entirely on internal support.

This disease is a terminal illness that cannot be cured by any holy hand of medicine. It is a congenital defect that no ginseng and ganoderma can remedy. But Lingshen has an innate energy that can save his life.

Huang Binghu drank the spirit wine in one gulp, and then meditated and performed exercises, but after a while, a whitish white air emerged from the top of his head, and the original sallow complexion returned to rosy, and after a long time he opened his eyes.

"Headhunter, what do you think?" the hunters asked one after another.

Huang Binghu touched his chest in disbelief: "I feel much better." Not only is it better, it is better than ever before, as if I was back in my youth.

There was a burst of cheers, and many hunters shed tears. Many people who were originally hostile to Li Qingshan's rejection changed their attitudes, held his hand, and thanked him immensely.

Li Qingshan split the crossbow: "Then this bow, I will be disrespectful."

Huang Binghu's face was faint: "That...Qingshan...can you change the color..."

He couldn't bear this "old guy" at once.

"Don't think about it!" Li Qingshan categorically refused: "Man in the mountains, what you say is like a mountain, how can you easily repent."

"Okay then!" Huang Binghu's face was bitter, causing others to burst into laughter. It is rare to see their headhunters look like this.

"Qingshan, you have gone, can you come back?"

"I just went to Wo Niu Village to see. There are still some things that have not been cleaned up properly, and I also want to find a quiet place and practice martial arts to see if I can make a breakthrough."

Drinking spirit wine these days, Li Qingshan feels that he has touched the key point of "Cow Demon Daliquan", and is ready to practice alone, and cultivate "the power of a cow", so he doesn't have to be trapped in the mountains and forests anymore, he can go to the outside world to see .

I remember the fat man I rescued yesterday, who seems to be calling himself the magistrate of Qingyang. He wants to fulfill the agreement with Xiao An. Although he doesn't know how far the south that Xiao An is pointing is, he always has to take the first step.

"Going to make a breakthrough again?!" Huang Binghu had already felt that Li Qingshan today has changed compared to the days before. .

But in a blink of an eye, he said that he would make another breakthrough. I can't help but think that Li Qingshan once said that he wanted to become a "congenital master". At that time, he just paid for it, but now he suddenly feels that maybe he can really do it.

"But the prey you hunted?" Li Qingshan's harvest these days almost catches up with the harvest of the entire village.

"I don't want anyone else, just the tiger bones on that tiger, and I want you to collect some tiger bones for you. I want to make some medicinal wine, and I will buy them at the market price."

The reason why he was chasing the tiger was not just to show his face in Zhuangzi. It was Qingniu who told him that he could start practicing "Tiger Demon Bone Fist" when he had acquired the strength of a bull in "Bull Demon Daliquan". Like ginseng, precious but rare, that is tiger bone.

Hunters and tigers are mortal enemies of each other. Although a single hunter is afraid of fierce tigers, once a tiger is too fierce, it must be a large-scale search of mountains and many traps. Although the beasts are fierce, they will not be able to defeat humans. There should be many tiger bones accumulated in Lema Village.

Huang Binghu said: "Or the prescription left by your master?"

"Yes."

"Don't tell me you're generous, I'm a stingy man from Lema Village? I can help you to make the medicinal wine, but can we use those two prescriptions too?"

Huang Binghu quietly tried Li Qingshan's recipe, and the medicinal wine was much better than the medicinal wine used in the original village, and the contents in it did not need to be bought by outsiders, they could get it all in the village, if they used it to cultivate My son, it won't be long before Lema Zhuang's strength will rise to the next level.

Li Qingshan has nothing to do with it, those two prescriptions are just transitional things, nothing particularly precious, and it's okay to leave it to others, and it can save the trouble of making wine by himself, which is the best of both worlds.

He handed the prescription to Huang Binghu, then took the cracked crossbow, stepped onto the green ox, and left slowly.

Until Li Qingshan disappeared at a corner of the mountain road, Master Zang whispered to Huang Binghu: "Headhunter, why didn't you leave him just now, that spiritual ginseng eight achievements are on him, most of the wine you drink is made of spiritual ginseng. And the ginseng is mostly in the gourd around his waist."

Li Qingshan never mentioned the matter of spirit ginseng, but in the eyes of this seasoned old hunter, too many clues have been revealed. And these things, for the yellow sick tiger who once walked on the rivers and lakes, will only see more clearly and clearly.

Looking at the mountain road where Li Qingshan disappeared, Huang Binghu was silent for a long time, then turned around and said, "We, after all, are not the same as those pickers, aren't we?"

"Yes, headhunter!"