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When the boy heard the old man asking for his little bow, his expression suddenly became even more nervous. His little face was tense, he grabbed the bent bow on his waist, raised his head and looked at the old man with alert eyes, without saying a word.
Seeing this, Wang Tiecheng quickly stretched out his right arm and hugged Wan Miao in his arms, touched his head and said, "Wan Miao, it's okay, grandpa just looked at your little bow, don't want yours. You still remember meeting it in the mountains. That big brother, doesn’t he also have such a small bow? That small bow was made by this grandfather himself. He is a big expert, so let his grandfather see if it’s okay.”
He knew that this child recognized his child, and in such a place where he was unfamiliar with his newborn, he naturally regarded himself as the closest person.
Wan Miao hesitated and slowly pulled the bent bow out of his waist, holding it with both hands and handing it to his grandfather. Seeing that he was so polite at such a young age, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, he then reached out to pick up the little bow and sat down Go to the sofa and look carefully.
Only then did Wang Tiecheng say hello to the people around him, and then said to Jingyi and Shanshan: "Come on, come here quickly and meet your new friends."
He saw that Wan Miao was reserved and knew that it would be easy for children of the same age to get along with each other, so he winked at Yu Jing again.
Seeing this, Yu Jing quickly pulled the two little girls up and walked to Wan Miao's side, and held the child's hand affectionately and said, "It's called Wan Miao. It's the New Year, let's go to the yard to set off fireworks together. ”.
Wan Miao looked at the kind Yu Jing, then looked at the two little girls nodded, and then looked at the little bow in grandpa's hand with uncertainty.
Wang Tiecheng smiled and pushed him, saying, "Go and play with aunts and sisters." Xiao Jingyi and Shanshan also grabbed one of Wan Miao's hands and pulled him out affectionately: "Go away." Let's go play together." He pulled him and ran out of the house. Yu Jing looked at everyone and smiled, picked up a bunch of fireworks from the corner of the living room and walked out.
Wang Tiecheng and his friends saw Yu Jing taking the three children out of the room, and then turned their heads to look at the old man. Their eyes were gathered on the old man's face, and suddenly they found that the old man's originally kind face was slightly shaking, and his eyes were already blindfolded. A layer of crystal tears.
Li Dongsheng, Ye Feng and Captain Zhang all turned their eyes to Wang Tiecheng in surprise, not understanding how the child he brought would make the old man so excited.
Li Dongsheng then looked at the trembling little bent bow in the old man's hand again, and suddenly his face changed and asked Wang Tiecheng loudly: "Isn't this Wan Lin's small bow? How could it be in the hands of this child? Wan Lin?" Then he suddenly Standing up, he pulled Wang Tiecheng from the sofa.
Wan Lin never leaves his bent bow, and now he is performing combat missions, he will never leave his body with such an important weapon easily. Now, this little bow suddenly appears on this child who has no knowledge of his origin, which makes Li Dongsheng Suddenly, I felt a sense of tension that I had never seen before.
Wang Tiecheng quickly waved his hand at him and explained in a low voice: "This is not Wan Lin's bent bow." Li Dongsheng then let out a long breath, pulled Wang Tiecheng and sat down together, and then stared at the old man's hand. The bent bow, his eyes full of doubt.
Wang Tiecheng turned his head and looked outside the house. Seeing that there were "crackling" sounds of firecrackers in the yard, and the sound of firecrackers were mixed with the cheerful laughter of three children. Then he turned his head and looked at the old man and told him Wan Lin. Tell me what happened.
After hearing Wang Tiecheng's words, the old man was stunned for a while, and two crystal tears suddenly flowed out of the corners of his eyes, and his lips trembled and murmured: "The sky has eyes, the sky has eyes, my family has another descendant,"
Everyone looked at each other in surprise. They knew that Wanjia had passed down several generations, how could this strange mountain child be the direct descendant of Wanjia?
The old man raised his excited gaze from the bent bow, raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from his face, handed the bent bow to Li Dongsheng and said, "Look, is it exactly the same as Lin'er's little bow?"
Li Dongsheng took the bent bow and looked carefully, then gently pulled the bowstring and said in surprise: "It's the same, but the bowstring has become softer."
The old man smiled and said, "This kind of bent bow is made of my own unique craftsmanship from the ancestors of thousands of families. It is impossible for outsiders to make such a tough bent bow. The material of this bow body is a unique type of our mountain.
The rhizomes of rare wood are extremely tough when dried, and they must have more than five hundred years of old trees, otherwise they will not be able to achieve their due strength."
"In making, when the rhizome is removed while it contains moisture for easy forming, it should be quickly made into a bow with a sharp blade, and then placed in a cool place for two years to allow its moisture to dry naturally. Then it is polished and shaped after hundreds of processes.
Finally, it must be soaked in a special potion for a hundred days before it can be taken out and applied. Therefore, this kind of bent bow is unique in the world, and outsiders will never have such bent bows."
Li Dongsheng suddenly said, "So that's it. I have always wondered in the past, how could such a small bow have such a great tension? Wan Lin can shoot three or four hundred meters with it. Until now, I can't pull the bow open."
Ye Feng and Captain Zhang took the small bow in surprise and pulled the bow string hard. As expected, they just pulled the bow string apart, but the bow body did not change at all.
The old man smiled and said, "Hehe, this is a child with little hands. He uses an ordinary beef tendon bowstring, not a powerful bowstring specially made by our Wanjia. You must not be able to pull the Wanlin one, only
Only those with profound skills can pull it apart. Among my few disciples, Cheng Ru and Zhang Wa can pull it apart apart."
When the old man said this, his eyes suddenly became deeper, and he looked at Wang Tiecheng and said, "Lin'er found in the mountains that the environment and living habits in their homes are very similar to our Wanjia, which proves that they have always followed our Wanjia.
The clan style is obviously the descendants of our Wan Family Branch. I didn’t expect that they really survived in the turbulent era and left a root for our Wan Family Family.”
Everyone's eyes showed a look of surprise. The Wan family now only has two successors, Grandpa and Wan Lin. They have treasures of Chinese civilization. If an accident occurs, it is very likely that this ancient and magical martial art will be lost.
Thinking that a small successor suddenly appeared, this was indeed a gratifying event. I didn’t expect that the first day of the Lunar New Year was over.
But how could a branch appear in the Wan family? How could it have no connection with Wan Lin and the others? Several people looked at the old man with questions again.
The old man looked at the questioning eyes of the few people, suddenly sighed deeply, raised his eyes and looked at Wang Tiecheng and said, "I didn't expect that Xiao Wanmiao's father died in the hands of a group of criminals. Tell me about the situation at that time.
, He has the power of thousands of families, how could he be hurt by a group of criminals?"