"Headhunter, this must not be done." The other hunters quickly dissuaded.

Li Qingshan was also surprised and wanted to give himself a close-fitting bow. The meaning of this was more than just a bow. He refused and said, "Headhunting, a gentleman does not win the favor of others. I dare not accept this lottery. Just think I am just joking!"

Huang Binghu gently stroked his bow and said to himself: "This cracked stone bow has been with me for many years. He has been using it and has helped me make some names in the world. Now I have not had much time to choose a good master for him."

"I heard that you think that Master Zang's bow is too light. This cracked stone bow is an iron-tied bow. It has enough strength to have three stones. It is impossible for ordinary martial arts practitioners to use it. I promise, don't be too slow." Huang Jianhu pushed the cracked stone bow to Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan held the bow and felt a heavy feeling in the palm of his hand. He recalled the style of Huang Sick Tiger standing on the stone that day, killing people like slaughtering a dog.

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

His fingers tweaked the bowstrings, and the wire was mixed into it. It was extremely sharp. Ordinary people had to wear a ring to use it, but he didn't care about it by refining the skin with the Bull Demon.

Huang Binghu hid his intention to entrust his orphan. Although it was not stated clearly, everyone present could see it, but no one objected. This was not only Huang Binghu's power, 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, or whether the villagers are convinced, obeying the strong is human instinct. Just like a wolf pack, Lemazhuang is a wolf pack, Huang Jianhu wants Li Qingshan to replace him as the wolf king.

This was also his decision that he had thought for a long time. Lemazhuang was never favored by the government and had a mortal hatred with Chanwangzhuang. It seemed majestic but was actually full of dangers. Although there were heroes in the village, no one could hold on to the scene, only Li Qingshan could do it.

Li Qingshan held the cracked bow and felt it was 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 Lemazhuang, but he did not accept it: "Headhunter, I have accepted this bow. Thank you for your kindness, but in fact, this time, I am here to say goodbye to you."

As soon as this statement was said, it was in an uproar. Everyone felt that Li Qingshan was too ungrateful. 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 bottle of wine, and handed it to Huang Binghu: "This is the medicinal wine left by my master, which may cure your illness."

"You... are you saying true?" When this life and death event was a big deal, Huang Binghu was also a little excited, and the others became even more excited.

Li Qingshan smiled and said, "You might as well give it a try." This is the spiritual wine soaked from Linggan. Although he is not good at medical skills, he also knows about Huang Jianhu's disease. He is born weak and has exhausted his origin for many years of martial arts. He relies entirely on internal strength to support him.

This disease is a terminal illness that cannot be cured by any medical master. It is a congenital incompleteness, and no ginseng or Ganoderma lucidum can be cured. However, Lingseng has a congenital energy that can save his life.

Huang Jianhu drank the Lingjiu in one mouthful and then meditated and exercised his skills. In just a moment, a trace of white air appeared on the top of his head, and his originally sallow face also returned to rosy. 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." It's not just much better, it's unprecedented, as if he's back to his youth.

A cheer sounded, and many hunters shed tears. Many people who were originally hostile to Li Qingshan's rejection changed their attitude, held his hand, thanked him very much, and were grateful.

Li Qingshan blew the stone bow and said, "Then I will be disrespectful to this bow."

Huang Binghu's face looked slightly: "That... Qingshan... can you change the lottery..." He immediately couldn't bear to leave this "old guy".

"Don't think about it!" Li Qingshan flatly refused: "What men in the mountains say is like a mountain, how can they easily repent."

"Okay!" Huang Binghu's face was bitter, which caused laughter from others. It was rare to see their headhunter look like this.

"You are here to go Qingshan, can you come back?"

"I just went to Woniu Village to see that there were still some things that were not cleaned up, and I also wanted to find a quiet place to practice martial arts to see if I could make any breakthroughs."

These days, Li Qingshan felt that he had touched the key points of "The Great Power Fist of Bull Demon", and was preparing to recuperate alone, and cultivate the "power of a cow". He would no longer have to be trapped in the mountains and forests, and he could go to the outside world to see.

I remember that the fat man I saved yesterday seemed to call himself the magistrate of Qingyang County. He wanted to fulfill his agreement with Xiao An. Although he didn't know how far from the south Xiao An pointed to, he always had to take the first step.

"I want to break through again?" Huang Binghu had already felt that Li Qingshan today has changed his appearance compared to the previous few days, and his whole spirit has improved greatly. The speed of this progress is simply shocking.

But in a blink of an eye, he said that he would make another breakthrough. He couldn't help but remember that Li Qingshan once said that he wanted to become a "innate master". At that time, he was just sneering, and now he suddenly felt that he might be able to do it.

"But those prey you hunt?" Li Qingshan's harvest these days was almost as good as the harvest of the entire village.

"I don't want anything next to you. I just want 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 just to show his face in the farm. But Qingniu told him that when he practiced the power of a cow, he could start practicing "Tiger Demon Bone Practice Fist". He needed to use another kind of medicinal wine. The most core medicinal herb, like ginseng, was precious but not uncommon, that is tiger bones.

Hunters and tigers are mortal enemies. Although a single hunter is afraid of tigers, once tigers make too fierce, they will inevitably search the mountains on a large scale and set up many traps. Although wild beasts are fierce, they will never beat humans. There should be many tiger bones accumulated in Lema Village.

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

"Yes."

"Are you generous, are the men in Lemazhuang stingy? I can help you soak the medicinal wine, but can we use those two medicine prescriptions?"

Huang Binghu quietly tried Li Qingshan's prescription, and the medicinal wine soaked was indeed much better than the medicinal wine used in the village, and there was no need to buy the things inside from outsiders. They could get all together in the village. If they were used to cultivate their children, it would not take long to get the strength of Lema Village.

Li Qingshan is indecisive. Those two prescriptions are just transitional things, nothing is particularly precious, and it doesn’t matter if you give them to others. Moreover, it can save the trouble of making your own medicine wine, which is the best of both worlds.

He handed the prescription to Huang Jianhu, then stepped onto the green cow with a cracked bow and left slowly.

Until Li Qingshan's figure disappeared at the corner of a mountain road, Zang Ye whispered to Huang Binghu: "Headhunter, why didn't he leave him just now? The 80% of the spiritual ginseng is on him. Most of the wine you drink is soaked from the spiritual ginseng, and most of the spiritual ginseng is in the gourd around his waist."

Li Qingshan never mentioned the Lingguan incident, but in the eyes of this experienced old hunter, there were too many clues. And these things can only be seen more clearly and clearly for Huang Jianhu who once walked in the world.

Huang Binghu looked at the disappearing mountain path of Li Qingshan, was silent for a long time, and turned around and said, "We, after all, are we different from those geese collectors, aren't we?"

"Yes, headhunter!"
Chapter completed!