Chapter One: Injury! Divine Bow versus Dragon Bow

The master once said, there is no banquet in the world that does not come to an end

Indeed," said Long, nodding his head as he looked at the slightly ajar door of the thatched cottage, "there is something not quite right; it seems that the master has not taken a nap even once.

Leilong was truly frightened and hurriedly came up to embrace me. I struggled, but no matter how hard I tried, I could not break free from Leilong's hold. In my anger, I hit, kicked, tore, and bit at Leilong. Its claws were covered in the blood marks I had bitten out, yet it refused to let go.

My heart sank, sensing that something was amiss. I had never seen my master dressed so solemnly. Could it be that a formidable enemy had appeared? Following my master's gaze, I noticed that, at some point, a tall figure was standing far in front of the small house, adorned in exceptionally bright and extravagant attire, regal and unapproachable. However, this person emanated a strange atmosphere that inexplicably made one feel cold. As I moved closer, I realized it was a pale-faced man, slightly older than my master, with sword-like eyebrows and a striking presence. Yet, there was a layer of faint black mist on his forehead and at the corners of his eyes, making him appear even more sinister and otherworldly.

Did the master ever teach you

Lai Long glanced at the small house, then at me, saying nothing. He simply handed the bundle to me silently. I looked at it, trembling all over, hesitating to take it.

Lai Long pondered for a moment, fell silent, and shook his head

I lowered my head, "I don't know..." Both Long and I fell silent, each lost in our own thoughts. I have been alone since childhood, always following my master. Deep down, I had long regarded my master as my mother, and only now do I realize how attached I am to her. If my master were to leave me... I dared not think further. Suddenly, I remembered that letter and got an idea. I have been alone since childhood, always following my master. Deep down, I had long regarded my master as my mother, and only now do I realize how attached I am to her. If my master were to leave me... I dared not think further. Suddenly, I remembered that letter and got an idea

The master snatched the letter with a swift motion, still gazing at me in silence, the air felt as if it had solidified, so still that it was suffocating

Master, "Lai Long finally couldn't hold back any longer and said somewhat pitifully, 'It was my fault; I shouldn't have secretly followed you. I didn't listen to your words. Master, please punish me severely.'" How rare it is; it actually took the initiative to ask for punishment

I made up my mind to take a look at the letter while my master was away, as he would never find out. My curiosity was overwhelming. So, I returned to the small room. My master's important belongings were all stuffed in a corner, but that did not escape my notice. I pushed aside the straw in the corner, reached in, and felt that I had grasped a small cylindrical tube. I pulled it out, and it was indeed the small wooden barrel painted red.

However, all of this no longer exists; the only thing that remains is my solitude.

Jinshi looked at me for a while, and I noticed that his gaze was quite peculiar. Finally, after observing for a while, he did not directly answer my question but merely said: "Lei, your master is currently only temporarily safe, but she still faces life-threatening concerns"

My heart is pounding, knowing that this is greatly inappropriate. The master has said that before learning the way of the bow, one must first learn the way of being a person and walk the path of righteousness. I understand that sneaking a look at the master's private messages is not the way of being a person, but in order to unravel the mystery in my heart, I cannot think of so much. Gritting my teeth, I pulled out the rolled-up letter from inside and unfolded it.

"Not bad," Jin Shi continued, "You may be wondering why the master has never mentioned the Dragon Bow to you. This world has both day and night, light and darkness; therefore, where there is a divine bow, there is its opposite: the Dragon Bow. If the divine bow follows the path of light, then the Dragon Bow represents a path of darkness, an extremely evil bow."

"She is no longer in immediate danger," Jinshi said. Indeed, although the master remained unconscious, a faint flush began to appear on his face under the dim candlelight, and his breathing had stabilized. I finally let out a long sigh of relief

Master, I ... ...

I carefully examined the object in my hand, which appeared to be a segment of bamboo. Its surface was very smooth, having been meticulously polished. As I held it, I felt some subtle scratches on it. Taking advantage of the light from outside, I noticed that it was intricately carved with a vividly depicted dragon, full of life and exquisitely crafted. At the top of the bamboo tube was a stopper, which I cautiously removed, revealing yellow paper inside.

At this moment, I was breathless, yet an unknown force sustained me, urging my feet to move forward towards the gentle breeze in the valley. When I crested the hill, the sun had fully risen, but strangely, the newborn sun was obscured by a dark cloud, stirring a wave of unease in my heart. I recalled that terrifying nightmare, the wind turned cold, sending shivers down my spine, as everything from the dream began to slowly reappear: that wind, that dark cloud, and that unfamiliar archer.

The next day, when I woke up, it was already bright outside, and my master had long since disappeared without a trace. I stepped out the door and found that the dragon-like creature was squatting at the entrance, looking somewhat impatient.

Jinshi let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head slightly, as if even speaking was a challenge. He gently said, "I am fine, I just infused some magical energy into your master, and I am a bit drained."

"Fool," I said angrily, "the master is very stingy and hates it when people do not listen to her. This must have annoyed her. " I snorted and continued, "Just wait to be skinned by the master for your disobedience."

Thus, I changed one basin of hot water after another, each time drawing out a basin of red water. I knew that it was the master's blood. Finally, the color of the blood drawn from the golden stone became increasingly faint. In the last instance, a broken arrow appeared in the basin. The golden stone closed the door and never emerged again. The sky unknowingly darkened once more.

I was both astonished and delighted, and a glimmer of hope ignited within me. With the help of Jinshi, I lifted my head and raised my foot, bringing my master back into the room and placing him on the bed

"Dragon, I would like to see the letter from the master," I said to hetushu.com.

Master... I was just about to say something when Master suddenly raised his hand to stop me

At that moment, the master suddenly drew the arrow and bent the bow. I strained to discern, and the more I tried to see clearly, the less I could, my forehead drenched in sweat. ... That person also drew the bow and arrow ...

That settles it

If, I mean if, imagine this

"Certainly." I said, unsure whether I was persuading the dragon or convincing myself

The door remained silent, and the room was eerily quiet. Lailong looked at me with sympathy and nodded. I sighed deeply, sniffled, shouldered my burden, and slowly walked away, glancing back every few steps. Lailong stood there watching, stretching his neck to see me as I walked further away, still reluctant to part, until I had crossed a small hill. Only then did Lailong's melancholic face disappear below the horizon. At that moment, my heart felt empty, sorrow welled up within me, and tears rolled down uncontrollably once more. I gazed into the distance; although the earth was vast, where could my true home be?

I lowered my head with a sense of guilt, unable to speak

Master! I shouted, my voice no longer resembling my own. In an instant, I lost my balance and fell to the ground, scrambling and rolling as I struggled to reach my master

"The one who injured your master is an archer named Long Feiyang." I suddenly recalled that letter

My voice has become hoarse from crying, and blood has seeped from the corners of my mouth, yet the door of the small room remains tightly shut. I finally understand that my master truly no longer wants me. My kind and gentle master is now so resolute, unmoved like a diamond, in order to uphold the way of the bow.

The master smiled, gently stroking my hair, with a hint of sadness in his eyes

It must be so, it must be! The master believes she cannot protect me, so it is better to let me fly far away. Yet, fearing that I would be unwilling to leave, she hardened her heart and acted this way. But as the divine archer, what could she possibly fear? A scene flashed through my mind again: that arrow, the arrow I had never seen before, that extraordinarily enchanting and powerful arrow! I suddenly stood up, hastily stuffed my clothes into the bundle, carefully placed the master's headpiece into my bosom, shouldered the bundle, and confidently took large strides, discerning the direction in the night, and began to run. A scene flashed through my mind again: that arrow, the arrow I had never seen before, that extraordinarily enchanting and powerful arrow! I suddenly stood up, hastily stuffed my clothes into the bundle, carefully placed the master's headpiece into my bosom, shouldered the bundle, and confidently took large strides, discerning the direction in the night, and began to run.

Where has it gone? I asked eagerly

For the youth that I was, my troubles consisted of constantly bickering with the dragon-like figure, tirelessly chopping wood, and enduring scoldings from my master. This may be the essence of a youth who knows not the taste of sorrow; life was so carefree, light-hearted, and joyful. The sky was blue, the wind gentle, and all of this was due to my master, who sheltered me from the storms and nurtured my growth, providing me with a clear sky. However, how long can such days last?

I moved a chair and sat down beside Jinshi. The candlelight flickered, and the vibrant expression that usually adorned Jinshi's face was absent, as if he were preoccupied with some concern.

I also hope it is like this, " said Long, " this is too strange, it would be more straightforward to let the master give me a good beating.

No, there is none... My tears finally flowed down, half out of regret and half out of a sense of grievance. After all, I was worried about my master, which is why I acted that way

Beneath my feet lies a path, yet my heart has already become lost, unsure of where to go, much like an abandoned infant in the wilderness, helpless and fearful. Unbeknownst to me, the night has quietly descended, and for some reason, I only feel fear. The surroundings are no longer filled with the delightful low hum of insects, the rustling of trees, or the tranquility of night. Instead, there is an oppressive darkness, permeated only by loneliness and solitude. The cold wind howls, and I huddle, wrapping my arms tightly around myself, futilely widening my eyes, yet seeing nothing. Now I realize that I am happy because I have a master. I am confident because I have a master. My arrows are filled with strength, also because I have a master. No matter what I am doing, I can always feel an invisible force supporting me from behind, a pair of warm eyes watching over me, and that is my beloved master. Although my master can sometimes be impatient, sometimes stingy, and at times capricious, scolding me at will, I know that my master truly cares for me, nurturing me. Whenever I need help, my master always appears.

"Jinshi, Jinshi! Master, she... wuwuwu... Master, she..."

It is the master, indeed, it is the master. I can clearly see every strand of hair at the master's temples gently swaying in the wind. At this moment, the master is adorned in elegant attire with a high bun, her long skirt trailing on the ground, her features exquisite, slightly imbued with a fierce aura, her eyes sparkling with light, and her brows slightly furrowed. One of her arms is bare, as smooth and flawless as white jade, while the other arm is concealed within her long sleeves, holding a light yellow longbow, as if facing a formidable enemy.

On the grass, the master lay on his side, his face pale and devoid of color, his eyes tightly closed. A bow rested beside him, and next to him was a pool of fresh blood, staining the surrounding grass red

"Let's do it tomorrow, Master. I am afraid you might damage your eyes."

The master's previous unusual behavior, along with the clothes prepared for me, did not occur suddenly. I slowly organized my thoughts, recalling everything, while the cool night breeze refreshed my burning forehead. The master had long wanted me to leave, and it was not due to my fault; it must be so. Otherwise, she would not have packed my clothes overnight and secretly placed her favorite hairpin in my bundle. But why did the master want me to leave? Why did she not tell me directly, and why did she drive me away so ruthlessly? The master had long wanted me to leave, and it was not due to my fault; it must be so. Otherwise, she would not have packed my clothes overnight and secretly placed her favorite hairpin in my bundle. But why did the master want me to leave? Why did she not tell me directly, and why did she drive me away so ruthlessly? What reason could there be that prevented me from staying by the master's side? At that moment, a word suddenly came to my mind, sending a chill through my body: disaster avoidance

"Just take a look, just one glance. Don't you want to know what is in the letter?" Long did not speak, but silently nodded.

"Oh heavens, have mercy on my master," I murmured, raising my eyes to the sky. "Gods above, can you hear my plea? If you can, I am willing to exchange my life for my master's life... Please, let my master safely overcome this ordeal, and I will accept any punishment... As long as my master can recover..."... Please, let my master safely overcome this ordeal, and I will accept any punishment... As long as my master can recover..."

"Lei, you have grown up, and there are some things you should now be made aware of," he took a breath and continued, "Your master did not tell you before because she was afraid it would disrupt your cultivation. She was overly confident, believing that such things would not happen, yet they still did."

But, Master, I stammered, winter has just passed.

He is not an ordinary archer, but a dragon archer

Master, I... I was wrong

The master seemed somewhat distracted, lost in thought. Upon hearing Long's words, he looked up at it.

"Speak! How did the master teach you!" The master suddenly shouted, causing my ears to ring loudly.

"You may leave, do not return, never come back again. I will treat it as if I never had you as a disciple..." The master's face was in the shadows, making it difficult to discern his expression

I did not speak, but quietly listened, knowing that a great secret would be revealed from the mouth of the stone.

Jinshi furrowed his brow, his thick eyebrows twisted together, murmuring, "I, oh no, I am still too late..." As he spoke, he pushed me aside, knelt on the ground, and gently placed his ear on his master's chest, listening intently. I held my breath, watching him. It seemed like an eternity had passed when Jinshi let out a sigh and said, "Lei, your master is not dead yet! Hurry, lend me a hand!"

Master! I exclaimed, suddenly struggling violently, my hands grasping at nothing. My body felt as if it had fallen from a precipice, and with a startled cry, I awoke to realize it was just a dream. The scenery before me returned to the quiet of the night, silent except for the sound of my own heavy breathing. I seemed to linger at the last moment of the dream, where an arrow, shimmering with intense light, was accompanied by the rumbling of thunder from the sky, an awe-inspiring force. Lightning split the heavens, and the arrow transformed into an incredibly powerful dragon, ... charging straight for Master’s chest ... I dared not think further, closing my eyes and shaking my head vigorously, trying to expel that vision from my mind. Yet, that dream was too vivid, and so terrifying; my back felt cold, and I realized that at some point, sweat had already soaked my entire body.

Master

"Lei, listen to me." The master regained a calm tone, yet there was an underlying chill that felt as cold as ice.

The way of the bow is the path of absolute light, and those who practice the way of the bow must be individuals of utmost purity. No blemish can be tolerated, and any hint of darkness will lead practitioners astray; many have failed. In the past, my master also expelled Jinshi over a trivial matter, as this was the only way to ensure the purity of the way of the bow. You should go; the way of the bow is not suitable for you.

"Has the master taught you to sneak a look at other people's letters?" the master asked coldly

Bring it here! The master took a step forward, his brows furrowed, his face pale, and his gaze sharp as a knife. I had never seen the master so angry before, and I realized I had gotten myself into serious trouble. Under the master's immensely authoritative gaze, I began to tremble slightly, slowly extending my hand from behind, tightly clutching the letter.

Master

What surprised me was that there were only a few words written above, strong and vigorous: "Sister Ruan Baiyun: It has been a long time since I received any news from you, and I am very concerned. I have no appetite for food and no desire for tea. I heard that you have taken on a disciple, which makes me very happy. I plan to visit in three days. I sincerely hope you will not decline my visit."

In the evening, after dinner, the master spoke very little, only mending clothes under the moonlight. The moon was round, casting a cool light upon the earth, and the night was as tranquil as ever, yet it was so quiet that it began to make one feel somewhat restless. Neither I nor Lailong chatted incessantly as usual or played on the lawn; we merely stole glances at the master's every move. Under the moonlight, I could see the master threading the needle with skilled hands. Neither I nor Lailong chatted incessantly as usual or played on the lawn; we merely stole glances at the master's every move. Under the moonlight, I could see the master threading the needle with skilled hands.

What are you holding in your hand?" the master said in a low voice, his tone unusually stern

Jinshi looked at me, utterly exhausted. After a while, he finally spoke: "Lei, come, sit beside me."

"Alright, alright," said Long, making a strange face. "I did follow, but, but... I didn't follow all the way; I only saw the shadow of the city from a distance..."

The dragon shrugged its shoulders. "Did you hear Master snoring? Dragons have always had excellent hearing; I can hear Master tossing and turning in bed, the mattress creaking under him, yet there is no sound of snoring."

The master said, before becoming an archer, one must first be a person, a person of integrity I said softly

At that moment, a large hand grasped my shoulder. I turned around abruptly, momentarily stunned, and suddenly lunged towards him as if I had found a savior

Where is the master? I asked

The master set down the needle and thread, looking at me. In the moonlight, the master's eyes shone brightly, as beautiful as the lake. I had never seen the master so gentle before. "Child, one day you will grow up, and the master will gradually grow old, become less handsome, and lose strength, unable to help you with anything."

I dare not enter, fearing to disturb him, my heart is in a state of anxiety, like a restless ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth outside

"What?" I jumped up, "What should we do then?"

Stop! The master took a step back, "If you come one step closer, I will personally end your life!"

The dragon-like creature was startled and quickly shook its head, saying, "No, not at all. I have been very honest. Ever since you all went out to that city, I have been staying here very obediently, without following you..."

The master took out an arrow and, in front of me, slowly raised it. Then, with a sudden force, the arrow was snapped into two pieces, producing a crisp sound of breaking. That sound was like a knife cutting into my heart, causing me immense pain

In the haze, my vision gradually blurred, and then slowly became clear again. I saw the familiar blue sky and white clouds, with gentle breezes sweeping through the valleys filled with lush green grass, creating a scene of tranquility and harmony. I felt as if I had taken flight, unable to see my own body, floating lightly like a bird. I searched diligently, and finally, that familiar little house appeared before my eyes, warming my heart. As my gaze drew closer, I could clearly see the birds leisurely soaring above the house. They seemed unaware of my presence, resting on the roof, lazily preening their snow-white feathers. Where is my master? I wondered, scanning my surroundings but finding nothing. Even the dragon was nowhere to be seen. The entire valley was vast and peaceful, devoid of any sound. Perhaps my master is still taking a nap? I thought to myself, wanting to enter the house to take a look. As I melted into the air, I could come and go freely, yet I hesitated, fearing that I might disturb my master's sweet dreams.

"Ray," said the dragon somewhat sadly, "please listen to my advice. Your master will surely regret it; she will eventually bring you back here. Trust me."

I did not answer it, but retorted: "If the master leaves us, what will happen, Dragon?"

However, after a moment of hesitation, Long said, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Long was listening nearby, and the sudden turn of events left it stunned, standing helplessly without knowing what to do. It saw me fall out and exclaimed, "Lei, blood, blood! Your head is bleeding!"

I ignored it and continued to watch the small house. Several hours had passed, yet there was still no sign of activity from the house. At this time, Master would usually be up, but today felt strangely different; even the surroundings were eerily quiet, creating a sense of oppression that dampened my spirits. To be honest, I truly hoped that it was the disobedience of the dragon that had angered Master, but I couldn't shake the feeling that it was something else, leaving me with a heavy heart. It must be that letter, a letter brought from afar by a shepherd, contained in a small red-painted wooden barrel, with yellow satin paper that appeared luxurious and grand. To be honest, I truly hoped that it was the disobedience of the dragon that had angered Master, but I couldn't shake the feeling that it was something else, leaving me with a heavy heart. It must be that letter, a letter brought from afar by a shepherd, contained in a small red-painted wooden barrel, with yellow satin paper that appeared luxurious and grand. When Master first saw the wooden barrel, her expression changed instantly, turning somewhat pale, which was quite frightening. When she pulled the letter from the barrel, her face was so grave; although Master read the letter without showing any emotion and stuffed it back into the small barrel, continuing with her tasks, I still sensed her tension. Her hands trembled slightly, which made me quite uneasy. When she pulled the letter from the barrel, her face was so grave; although Master read the letter without showing any emotion and stuffed it back into the small barrel, continuing with her tasks, I still sensed her tension. Her hands trembled slightly, which made me quite uneasy.

I nodded slightly, looking at the small room. After a while, I asked again, "Lai Long, have you gotten into any trouble recently that has upset the master?"

Go away, staying here is only a hindrance. Quickly fetch some hot water, and firewood, hurry up!

Master

Silly child, go to sleep, it is getting late.

Lai Long thought for a moment and said, "I will be very sad. What about you, Lei?"

Beneath my feet, the bundle had already become disordered, undoubtedly due to my constant struggles during my slumber, which had scattered its contents. I bent down to tidy up the clothes within the bundle and was momentarily taken aback. Inside the bundle, my various garments were neatly arranged. I casually picked up one piece, which bore fine stitching, with every hole carefully mended. Beneath the clothing lay a striking piece of my master's jewelry, a phoenix hairpin crafted from gold, exquisitely made. I knew this was my master's favorite headpiece, one she often hesitated to wear, let alone show me. I suddenly straightened up, sensing that something was amiss, my heart in turmoil and my mind in disarray.

It's alright, Lei, I want to finish it today

I lifted my foot and kicked it hard on the backside. Long looked back and shrank away, arguing aggrievedly: "This kind of thing won't anger the master, right? I just followed for a short while..."

Bring it here

Master! I shook Master vigorously; his body was soft and cold, showing no response, his eyes still tightly closed. Suddenly, I felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing, the world was crumbling around me. Stars danced before my eyes, a heat surged in my chest, a sweetness filled my mouth, and I violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, splattering my chest with spots.

I went out early in the morning, before the sun had risen

What should we do?" Long, at a loss for ideas, looked at me and asked

However, why did Long Feiyang want to harm the master? What kind of bow is the Long Bow? My questions came in rapid succession like a barrage of firecrackers

There was no other way. I looked at the small house once more, gritted my teeth, knelt down, and respectfully bowed my head three times towards the small house

The master took another step forward

I sobbed, looking pitifully at that door, "Master..."

Master! I shouted, feeling as if my entire heart had turned cold, as if my very marrow were about to freeze.

At that moment, he began to speak, but I could only see his lips moving without hearing any sound at all. The wind continued to blow, the trees still swayed, yet no sound emerged; everything around me started to blur as if separated by a layer of transparent gauze. The master also began to speak, and I strained to listen, but I could not make out anything, only feeling anxious. At that moment, it seemed I began to move involuntarily, flying higher and farther, like a kite with a broken string, the figures of the two people also becoming indistinct, rippling like the surface of a lake. The master also began to speak, and I strained to listen, but I could not make out anything, only feeling anxious. At that moment, it seemed I began to move involuntarily, flying higher and farther, like a kite with a broken string, the figures of the two people also becoming indistinct, rippling like the surface of a lake.

What is going on? I asked, "Who is it? Who has harmed the master?"

What about next winter? You will always need to wear clothes. When Master has some free time, he can help you with sewing and mending. In the future, you will have to take care of yourself.

In the night, the howls of an unknown beast echoed, the sound so piercing that I halted in my steps, hesitating, unsure whether to continue forward. The cold wind stung my face, and my heart remained as cold as ever

There was no way out, so I went back inside to sleep. As I reached the door, I turned back to look at Lei Long. Lei Long also shook his head helplessly, unsure of what to say. Throughout the night, I did not sleep soundly, as if I were constantly having strange nightmares, dreaming of my master and Lei Long... When I woke up from the dream once again, I found that my master was still awake, stitching away under the dim candlelight, stitching... When I woke up from the dream once again, I found that my master was still awake, stitching away under the dim candlelight, stitching...

Then what about you, Master

"Lei... don't cry, Master..." Long said with concern

"Lei," the dragon-like creature said quietly as it returned to my side, "I feel as if it is not that simple. Master is acting too unusually today..."

Jinshi took the hot water without saying a word and hurried into the room, closing the door behind him. I anxiously waited outside, and before long, Jinshi rushed out again, his hands covered in fresh blood and his forehead drenched in sweat

As I wandered, suddenly, the birds on the rooftop seemed startled, flapping their wings and hurriedly flying away into the distance. At that moment, a cold wind swept through the valley, darkening the sky, with thick clouds gathering amidst the sound of the wind. The grass bowed its head, softly whimpering, sending a chill to the heart. At that moment, the door of the small house opened

"Lei, what are you worried about?" Long asked with a hint of concern.

I nodded, then dashed off to prepare the items that Jinshi needed. At that moment, I looked around but did not see Leilong; it was truly strange that at such a critical juncture, Leilong had seemingly vanished.

I looked at the dragon-like figure with some curiosity and asked, "Oh? How do you know that the master is not asleep? Can you see through things?"

I have made up my mind, even if my master gets angry, even if my master scolds me, even if my master breaks my legs, even if my master shoots an arrow into my heart, I, Lei, the disciple of my master, must return to my master's side! I am still my master's disciple, even if my master is unwilling to acknowledge me as such. In my heart, no one can replace my master's position, especially at this moment. A wind rises beneath my feet, and in the darkness of night, it seems that all paths are clear, without the slightest hesitation. I suddenly realize that my master is the most important person in my life, an irreplaceable guiding light that I can never abandon. I am still my master's disciple, even if my master is unwilling to acknowledge me as such. In my heart, no one can replace my master's position, especially at this moment. A wind rises beneath my feet, and in the darkness of night, it seems that all paths are clear, without the slightest hesitation. I suddenly realize that my master is the most important person in my life, an irreplaceable guiding light that I can never abandon. I run faster and faster, feeling lighter and lighter, my fatigue swept away, replaced by a sense of urgency. I truly wish I could sprout wings and fly back to my master's side immediately.

Jinshi took a breath and paused for a moment

I do not know how long I have cried

No, nothing... I panicked, took a step back, and hid my hands behind my back

I quickened my pace, and I was just about to see the cottage when suddenly, a thunderclap echoed from the sky, shaking the very ground and causing a heart-wrenching fear! I was so startled that I stopped in my tracks, instinctively shrinking my neck, my face pale, recalling everything that had happened in my dream, my heart racing, and I continued to run wildly.

Letter? Why is that?

After a long time, the master finally let out a deep sigh, sat down in the chair, and supported his forehead with his hand, appearing quite fatigued

I turned back to look at the master lying on the bed

Master! I am truly astonished, sensing that something is amiss. The blood in my body begins to run cold, and I cannot help but tremble, like leaves swaying in the autumn wind

Brother Long Feiyang has been paying his respects to me for quite some time. I do not quite understand the flowery language in that letter. After looking it over, it seems there is nothing of great importance; it is merely a self-proclaimed brother named Long Feiyang who wishes to visit the master, and his tone is quite polite. This should be a good thing, but why is the master so anxious? I read it again, still perplexed. However, Long Feiyang mentioned me; what does that imply? Is there some hidden message in this letter that I have not noticed? I looked at it again under the sunlight, and the more I looked, the stranger it seemed.

You see, I explained, it all started with that letter. Ever since the master received that letter, he has changed. There must be something important in that letter.

I will be doing this for a while

Master, Master

"Leave?" Class Long scratched his head in confusion, "Why do we have to leave?"

"What happened, Jinshi? Are you alright?" I asked in a panic

How did the master teach you? The master slowly said, his voice cold, as if he had suddenly become a different person, so unfamiliar, so terrifying

"Hey, Lei Long," I whispered to Lei Long, "it seems that the master is not quite normal."

Get lost! The master kicked me again, and I fell backward, hitting the back of my head solidly against a rock, instantly feeling dizzy and disoriented

What should I do

"Oh, don't do that next time," she said casually, then walked away to fetch water, leaving me and Lei Long somewhat stunned and standing there.

Hot water, quickly

"She hasn't gone anywhere; she is probably out chopping wood with an axe in her hand." This is quite strange, as chopping wood has always been my responsibility. I usually have to chop a lot of wood to exchange for necessities of life, while my master never engages in such rough work. Nevertheless, I let out a sigh of relief and patted my chest.

Master, I half-kneel before you, my hands resting on your knees. You will never grow old, become ugly, or lose your strength. You will always be my youthful master, my beautiful master, my strong master. I wish to learn the way of the bow from you for a lifetime.

My mood has become heavier

In the future? Master, why... will you no longer help me mend my clothes?

At that moment, the door opened. I looked on with hope, only to see my master emerge with a blank expression, then throw a large bundle in front of me. Without saying a word, he turned back and the door closed tightly before me once again

There is only one way, and that must rely on you, Lei. Jin Shi fixed his gaze on my eyes. Long Feiyang is coming for you, Lei. This is why your master was injured in order to protect you. And all of this is because you are also m.hetushu.com.com Long Bow

However, I ... ...

I shook my head, watching Master’s figure gradually recede into the distance. The feeling of unease in my heart grew increasingly stronger, as if a heavy stone were pressing down on my chest, weighing me down.

"Master..." I murmured, rising to my feet. I do not know how Master is doing now, but that dream... however, it was merely a dream after all

"I will mend your clothes," the master said without lifting his head, focused on the task at hand. "The clothes you wear in winter are all torn and need to be properly repaired."

From now on, we shall no longer have the bond of master and disciple, just like this broken arrow. You may leave, and if you still remember that I was once your master, then never come near this place. If I discover you, this arrow will be lodged in your chest. Saying this, the master threw the broken arrow at my feet, turned around, and returned to the small house, closing the door behind him

However... I started to say something but couldn't continue. I know my master very well; once my master has made a decision, it is very difficult to change it

Step aside! The voice of the master came from outside the door, sounding very impatient. A shadow appeared at the entrance, blocking the sunlight. I hurriedly turned around, placing the letter behind my back, but it was already too late; the master rushed into the room

Finally, when I saw the roof of the cottage, the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed, and it was as clear as ever. From a distance, the cottage looked the same as before, with no changes. As I ran closer, the cottage gradually rose from the horizon. At that moment, I suddenly stopped, stunned, all the blood rushed to my head and then instantly returned to my body, my face pale as white paper, I stumbled slightly and nearly fell. Soon, I started running again, wanting to shout, but it felt as if something was blocking my throat, while tears gushed out like a breached dam.

Master, I have arrived! In the dark wilderness, I shouted with abandon, "Master, I have come back, no matter what happens, I will return!"

This is a journey without purpose

"Master, what are you doing?" I asked softly, not daring to speak loudly, like a child who has done something wrong

"Master is quite upset right now," said Long Nair patiently and gently. "You should avoid him for a day or two. Once he calms down, I will talk to him..."

Suddenly, the dragon-like creature outside shouted, "Master, you are back!" Its voice was extremely loud, deliberately directed at me. I was taken aback, not expecting the master to return so soon.

"Lei, you go out, let me handle this," Jinshi commanded

Look, Lei Long accidentally let something slip. I stared at Lei Long until it became uneasy.

The dragon was indeed somewhat frightened, cautiously glancing at the small house, and quietly ran to a farther place, peeking secretly as if the master might emerge at any moment to skin it.

One day, the master received a letter from afar, which made him somewhat uneasy and restless. It was the first time I had seen the master in such a state; by my intuition, it seemed that something significant had occurred.

Do you want Master to leave us

The path of darkness is often the path of convenience. The Dragon Bow, under the influence of some malevolent temptation, possesses a dark power unmatched by the divine bow. Therefore, your master will fall beneath the Dragon Bow.

Master, please take care... the disciple is leaving...

"Dragon Bow?" I repeated with curiosity

Finally, waves of fatigue washed over me. Under the dual burden of physical and mental exhaustion, I lay down on the spot, feeling as if my entire body was falling apart, each bone seeming to crack. My eyelids were heavy, constantly wanting to stick together. Although I knew I should not fall asleep like this, as sleeping unprotected in the wilderness is extremely dangerous, I could no longer resist the temptation of sleep. Gradually, I lost consciousness, slipping into a state of semi-coma and semi-sleep.

Master! I paid no heed to the mud covering my entire body, the pain in my head, nor the warm flow trickling down my neck; I simply kept crawling forward with all my might, tears streaming down like a fountain

As I was lost in my thoughts, a thud echoed from within the room, as if something had fallen to the ground. I was startled and hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open and stepping inside. I saw Jinshi lying on the floor, and I hurried over to help him up. He was very heavy, as if he had lost all his strength, leaning weakly against me. Struggling to support himself against the wall, he managed to sit down on a chair, his face pale and covered in beads of sweat.

I lunged in front of my master, my entire body frozen as if my blood had congealed. An arrow was strikingly embedded in my master's body

Finally, in the evening, as the sun rolled along the ridge and was about to set, the door of the small cabin creaked open. The master walked out, and both I and Lailong looked up eagerly at him, but it seemed that the master did not notice our presence, as he carried a water bucket in his hand

"Lei, you have grown up, and your wings have become strong; you no longer need to listen to your master," the master said weakly, his tone despondent. My heart felt like it was being cut by a knife; I would rather my master be angry than to see him so heartbroken.

"Do not say anything, Lei, just do not say anything at all." The master looked away, "From now on, I can no longer be your master."

"Do not call me master anymore!" Suddenly, as if awakening, the master abruptly stood up from the chair, seized my collar with astonishing strength, and effortlessly threw me out of the room.

I was stunned, staring blankly at the broken arrow on the ground. The dragon, seeing that I no longer struggled, gently released its claws and looked at me with concern. After a long while, I finally understood what had happened and suddenly burst into tears, kneeling on the ground, tightly grasping the broken arrow. My tears and blood stained the green grass red.

As dawn approached, I saw in the distance the peaks of Weifeng Valley.

Master! I am truly frightened, lying on the ground, tears have blurred my vision. Crawling on my knees, I struggle to reach Master, tightly embracing her legs, I cry out: "Master, your disciple knows their mistake, please punish me, hit me, scold me, but do not drive me away."