After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

Chapter 134 Meeting the Elders...

Staring at the young man's smiling eyes, Ling Chuan seemed to have seen the silent meaning in his eyes, so he paused and agreed: "Okay, then we will go to see them this afternoon."

So that afternoon, the two of them took the offerings to the place where the two elders were buried.

The trees there are lush and green, but they do not completely block the sunlight. It also faces southwest, making it a very good place.

At the same time, the two cemeteries are next to each other. I think Lingchuan was afraid that they would be lonely, so he deliberately let them be closer so that they could keep each other company.

Xia Mo looked at the tombstone of Ling's mother, then bowed deeply, thinking: I'm sorry, mother, I came to visit you and Master so late, and... Although I am not Ze'er, since I came here, I unexpectedly became a husband with Chuan Ge. I think this is a marriage destined by fate, so...

"Mother, don't worry. I will live a good life with Brother Ling in the future." Xia Mo raised his head, stood up straight, then glanced at the man beside him and said word by word.

Perhaps she was moved by his sincerity, for as soon as he finished speaking, a breeze blew by, neither fast nor slow, ruffling her hair, passing over the treetops, and then making a rustling sound, so soft, as if it was responding to him tenderly.

When Ling Chuan heard this, his heart suddenly trembled, and he felt his throat tighten. The enthusiasm in his heart was difficult to express in words, and it all turned into a "Ze'er".

He raised his big hand, and then tightly grasped the boy's delicate white hand. He was silent for a long time, and then he swore in a hoarse voice: "I will never let you down, whether in the underworld or in heaven."

Xia Mo's heart skipped a beat and his crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly. He had never known that these words could be so beautiful.

So he looked at him, moved his hands for a moment, and then intertwined his fingers with his, raised his eyebrows and smiled knowingly, "Yeah, me too."

Huh, the wind swept away their laughter.

...the next day.

There were clear and melodious bird calls outside the window, and rays of light came in through the window cracks, shining obliquely on the old wooden table in the house.

Xia Mo's eyelids twitched a few times, and after a moan, his white hands habitually touched the side.

Well, it’s empty and a little cold... It seems that his brother Chuan has been up for a long time.

Xia Mo opened his eyes dazedly as he thought about it. The dazzling light made him bury his face in the pillow and rub it. Then he stretched, kicked off the quilt and got out of bed.

When he got dressed and went out, he saw the man sitting at the door fiddling with his new bow.

He yawned and said lazily, "Brother Ling, good morning."

Ling Chuan turned around and put down the bow in his hand when he saw the little brother coming out. He immediately said with a cold smile, "Good morning, Ze'er. Breakfast is ready. Go wash up."

Xia Mo hummed, but moved towards him, staring at the bow in his hand, and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"No." Ling Chuan shook his head, "Adjust it again so that you can use it more comfortably later."

Xia Mo smiled when he heard it, "Oh, is it adjusted? Let me try it?"

"Okay, that's it." Ling Chuan said as he handed him the bow.

Xia Mo took it, held it in front of his eyes and took a closer look, and he found that there were new patterns and texts engraved on both ends of the bow.

The pictures and texts are lifelike. Compared with the previous ones, they are not only more refined, but also add a sense of mystery. It seems that it is more than just an adjustment.

Xia Mo was delighted, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably again. He pretended to try to pull it twice, nodded and said affirmatively: "It feels very good."

It seems that he will have to perform well later, so as to live up to the expectations of his brother Chuan and be worthy of the bow in his hand!

Of course, this is just Xia Mo's own idea.

As for Ling Chuan, he just wanted his little brother to have better things.

Seeing the young man so satisfied, Ling Chuan smiled and said, "That's good. Go wash up quickly. We'll set off after dinner. I've already prepared the bamboo tube rice with your favorite fillings."

Xia Mo was already looking forward to hunting, and when he heard the man say that he had cooked his favorite food, his heart was filled with honey. He nodded repeatedly, smiling like the moon, "Well, I'll go right away."

After saying that, she took the man's hand, put the bow in his hand, and ran to wash up.

So after dinner, the two of them carried baskets, took their bows and arrows, and went hunting halfway up the mountain.

Lingchuan's eyesight and hearing were better than Xia Mo's, so he quickly discovered the prey, which was a white-haired hare.

He pointed with his finger, then signaled with his eyes to the boy next to him, asking him to try.

Xia Mo nodded, full of ambition.

He carefully drew the bow, and when the arrow was aimed at the hare, he loosened his hand on the arrow. With a "whoosh", the arrow cut through the air and pierced the front of the hare.

Xia Mo missed the shot, and the hare was startled and jumped into the grass behind him in the blink of an eye.

Xia Mo felt lost for a moment, but he quickly got rid of the feeling of loss and drew his bow again to shoot at the hare.

His posture and movements seemed to be very accurate, but unfortunately he still missed the target this time. The little rabbit, after being frightened twice, had already jumped away and disappeared.

Xia Mo wanted to try to shoot it again, but he watched it run away: "..."

It's a bit difficult.

Seeing that the young man was a little discouraged, Ling Chuan stood behind him, then covered his hands holding the bow and arrow with his big palms, and whispered in his ear: "It's okay, it's not difficult, I'll teach you."

Xia Mo's body tensed up instantly when he was suddenly hugged by a man, and then relaxed suddenly.

"…Oh, okay."

"Hold the bow with your left hand, move it up a little, right... stand with your feet shoulder-width apart, back straight, weight on your feet... do you understand, Ze'er?" the man said slowly, his cold and magnetic voice carrying sexiness and tenderness.

The heat that seemed to be spraying on his earlobes and the temperature coming from his back made Xia Mo's cheeks flush and his ears slightly hot, so that the more he listened, the more he drifted away.

Ah? That's all?

Xia Mo, who was not listening carefully, rolled his eyes and moved his left hand away from the man's big hand. He said in a slightly weak tone: "Uh... I guess."

Ling Chuan lowered his eyes, looked at the little boy's pair of pink ear tips, smiled silently, and there were tiny stars in his deep and cold eyes, "Then there will be wild animals later, I will teach you how to shoot again."

"Okay!" Xia Mo's eyes lit up and he agreed without thinking. Although he was a little shy, how could this be as important as his little face?

"Hehe." Ling Chuan chuckled and let go of the little brother in his arms.

Ah, his little brother is getting cuter and cuter. I really want to put him against a tree...

Next, with Ling Chuan's hands-on instruction, Xia Mo finally shot his first wild animal, a pheasant.

This made him very happy. He immediately felt a sense of accomplishment and his interest became even higher.

In addition to hunting, Ling Chuan also took Xia Mo to set some traps and wait for the prey to fall into the trap. These were all very novel things for Xia Mo, so Xia Mo enjoyed it for several days.

Therefore, they hunted a lot of wild animals, but a large part of them were injured or dead.

Faced with this situation, Xia Mo wondered whether they should take the food out and sell it in the city first. After all, there was so much that the two of them definitely couldn't finish it.

However, Xia Mo didn't have to dwell on it for long, as the problem was solved when Lao Yang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, came to his house.

Not to mention, if Lao Yang hadn’t shown up himself, Xia Mo would have completely forgotten about this person.

Old Yang's attitude towards Xia Mo became much more respectful. After all, this seemingly harmless and smiling master was actually a shrewd and clever person.

Thinking about how he dealt with the Li family, Old Yang felt a chill in his heart, saying in his heart that he couldn't afford to offend them.