Time Travel and Love

Hearing this, Chu Qingmeng tried to walk over on his own, but it was obvious that it was impossible. Before he could even reach ten steps, Wen Zhong reminded him from behind, "Jiu... Master, you're going the wrong way. Take one step to the right and then go straight."

Chu Qingmeng followed his instructions, but after a few steps he strayed again. Kui Wenzhong held his forehead and said, "Master, take a step to the left and then go straight."

"..." Chu Qingmeng stood there speechlessly and silently stretched out his hand. Feiying was trying to hold back his laughter. He guessed it, so he extended his arm and took Chu Qingmeng to the temporary shooting range.

Mo Liujin turned around and saw Chu Qingmeng coming over. He took a few steps forward and took her over. "Is the matter settled?"

"Well, how are you guys?" Chu Qingmeng turned his head to face Mo Liujin.

"Haha," Mo Liujin laughed twice with a hint of sarcasm and looked at Ling Xiao and Chen Shao, "Most of them have mastered the tricks and just need to practice more, but there are always some who are a bit stupid."

"..." Chen Shao didn't say anything and coughed twice awkwardly.

"There's something wrong with your teaching." Ling Xiao refused to admit that there was something wrong with him.

Chu Qingmeng smiled silently, turned around and said to Feiying, "Feiying, go get a handkerchief to wipe your face."

Feiying handed it to her. Chu Qingmeng turned her head to face Mo Liujin, and understood what she meant. Mo Liujin took her to the nearest Chen Shao. Chu Qingmeng said, "Deputy General Chen, draw your bow."

Chen Shao drew his bow, and Chu Qingmeng threw the handkerchief on the back of his hand. She reached out and pried his hand twice through the handkerchief, and then wanted to help him lift his elbow, but Mo Liujin grabbed her hand and stuffed the handkerchief into her hand. Chu Qingmeng could only push down his shoulder through the handkerchief again and said, "Shoot."

The arrows shot out, and all three hit the target. Chen Shao was shocked for a moment. What the hell?! That simple?

"Deputy General Chen's hand isn't seriously damaged, but his shoulders are habitually raised. If he draws the bow for a long time, it will cause damage. This habit must be changed." Deputy General Chen remained silent. Chu Qingmeng didn't know his position, so he could only speak silently to the air.

"Thank you, sister-in-law! No wonder my arm hurts for a few days every time I practice archery." Chen Shao suddenly realized.

"I guess Lieutenant General Chen has an old shoulder injury, which may have hindered his ability to draw the bow, so he raised his shoulder to gain leverage. It's best to heal the injury before continuing to practice. Otherwise, if you injure your muscles and bones, it will be difficult for you to draw the bow again." Chu Qingmeng heard Chen Shao's voice and turned to offer some advice. Chen Shao gratefully accepted.

When he got to Ling Xiao's side, he tried to pry his hand open again. After a few tries, Chu Qingmeng laughed in anger, "Ling Xiao, what's in your hand? Why are you so reluctant to let go?"

Ling Xiao loosened his grip awkwardly, but Chu Qingmeng continued to pry his hand open, "Let go of your palm."

After a cup of tea, Ling Xiao could no longer hold the bow. Chu Qingmeng was also irritated by him and started crying. Regardless of everyone present, she turned around and hugged Mo Liujin, crying, "I won't teach you anymore! He's too annoying! Wuuwuwu..."

Li Xiu and the others couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter, mocking Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao was embarrassed and at a loss for words. Mo Liujin chuckled, embracing Chu Qingmeng and patting her comfortingly. He looked up at Ling Xiao and said sarcastically, "Jianzhi, since I met Qingmeng until now, you're the first person who can make her cry."

"..." Ling Xiao blushed. He had been used to being a reckless person since he was young. He was always the one who bullied others. This was the first time that he was bullied to the point where he couldn't refute.

Holding Chu Qingmeng, he turned his back to everyone and whispered to her. Finally, after a cup of tea, Chu Qingmeng stopped crying and ignored Ling Xiao. Mo Liujin took off his hairband and helped her change it. Chu Qingmeng thought about it and prepared to teach him the five-arrow salvo. She couldn't bear to be upset by the "bad student" and needed the "good student" to help her feel better.

Picking up the bow again, Chu Qingmeng grabbed Mo Liujin's hand to pick up the arrow, and placed his hand in the quiver to help him adjust the arrow-grabbing gesture. He couldn't see and could only rely on feel, and his hands were relatively large, so it took quite a bit of effort to adjust it.

Everyone looked at Mo Liujin in astonishment when they saw him pull out five arrows. "What the hell! I haven't even mastered the third arrow yet, and he's already teaching me the fifth arrow?"

Mo Liujin drew his bow. Chu Qingmeng only touched his hand and did not adjust his hand holding the arrow. Instead, he began to adjust his hand drawing the bow. After he finished adjusting everything, he touched Mo Liujin's shoulder and said, "Ajin, lower your shoulders a little."

After realizing that his posture was correct, he said, "This posture will make five arrows hit the same bull's eye. Release."

Sure enough, the five arrows hit the same bull's eye as predicted.

Deputy General Xing swallowed and stammered, "Sister-in-law, do you know how to shoot five arrows simultaneously? Why didn't you show it off this afternoon?"

Chu Qingmeng laughed and said, "My hands are small and weak, I can't catch five arrows."

This reason made Li Xiu twitch his lips. He always felt that something was wrong, but at the same time it sounded very reasonable.

Mo Liujin pulled the bow again, and Chu Qingmeng continued to help him adjust his posture. After about four or five times, Mo Liujin could draw the bow by himself. However, since he had just started practicing, the force exerted on each arrow was not uniform. Some of them penetrated the target, while others just barely stuck in the target.

"Practice on your own. Five arrows to the same target. Just practice your bow posture and the force on each arrow. Don't worry about anything else for now." Chu Qingmeng called Feiying to help him back to the tent, and instructed as they walked, "Practice for a while, and continue during the day. It hurts your eyes at night. If you still can't do it, I will help you adjust it again tomorrow."