Transmigration begins with archery training

After everything was settled, he put the silver into his pocket, and it was getting late.

Zhao Qiao and the other two hurriedly walked back.

“That cult has been causing a lot of trouble lately, with people dying every day, so we’re heading home right away. Stone, you be careful too.”

The Witch God Cult.

Chen Sanshi found it strange.

Logically speaking, these people should have kept their heads down in Poyang, so how dare they come out and cause trouble?

I don't know when I'll be able to find them.

With the silver in hand, Chen Sanshi went to the pharmacy, only to find it was already closed.

Not only Yunhe Pharmacy, but Yunhe Pharmacy has also closed down.

"I'm late?"

He's not in a hurry; coming tomorrow is fine too.

When they rushed home, Gu Xinlan and Xu Bin's wife, Tong, were making insoles in the yard when they saw someone wearing a blood-stained tiger skin rushing in. They were so frightened that they trembled and screamed continuously.

"Brother Shi..."

Gu Xinlan's heart pounded, and she said in disbelief, "You killed a tiger?"

Chen Sanshi awkwardly put down his things and apologized to Tong Shi, "Sister-in-law, I didn't know you were here."

"It's alright, it's alright."

Seeing the blood-covered boy, Tong dared not stay any longer and hurriedly left.

"Brother Shi, you really are something else."

After recovering, Gu Xinlan came up to unload the goods: "Sister Tong is still pregnant."

"It's my fault."

Chen Sanshi took off his armor: "Thank you for your hard work, Sister Lan. Cook the tiger heart and tiger meat together. When you have time, you can process the tiger skin and make it into a blanket or something."

It's late autumn, and the days are getting colder. Tiger skin can be used to keep warm.

"Okay, go wash your face first."

Gu Xinlan turned around and went to the kitchen to get busy.

One dish after another was served on the dining table.

Needless to say, it contains tiger heart and tiger meat, beef, salted duck eggs, and white rice, plus blood-nourishing soup, making it a very sumptuous meal.

Chen Sanshi grabbed the tiger's heart and started to gnaw on it.

"Brother Shi, eat less... less." Gu Xinlan bit her lip, her cheeks flushed, and hesitantly advised.

"Ok?"

Chen Sanshi was stunned.

He recalled that after eating bear heart last time, he seemed to have excessive blood and qi, which had really upset Lan Jie'er.

"fine."

Chen Sanshi ate heartily: "I'm not like I used to be; I can control myself now."

Buying a tiger heart separately would cost at least thirty taels of silver, and even then, you might not be able to get one.

After all, tigers are not like rabbits, which are everywhere.

After eating a few bites of tiger heart, Chen Sanshi felt a burning sensation all over his body, even stronger than the effect of bear heart. In addition, he also felt a sense of violence.

It was as if he were that vicious tiger, wanting to go on a bloodthirsty rampage.

Riding on this momentum, Chen Sanshi stuffed two mouthfuls of beef into his mouth to fill his stomach, then finished the blood-nourishing soup he had prepared. Afterward, he picked up his reed-leaf spear and went to the courtyard to begin practicing.

It was late autumn, and there were many trees outside their house. The withered leaves were blown into the yard by the wind and covered the ground.

The spear whistled, swirling up the withered yellow leaves in the courtyard, like thousands of butterflies dancing around the boy. Yet these butterflies exuded boundless killing intent, flying faster and faster, almost turning into a tornado, determined to crush everything that approached them to dust.

It was both murderous and breathtakingly beautiful.

Gu Xinlan was completely mesmerized by what she saw.

How many days has it been?

Just over a month ago, their family was still worried about how to pay their taxes.

Now, not only is the family well-fed and clothed, but the men have also mastered excellent martial arts skills—it's like a dream come true.

One person practices martial arts, while the other observes.

Before we knew it, the sun was setting and the sky was gradually darkening, with stars shining in the night sky.

Chen Sanshi only stopped when he was completely soaked.

"call……"

He let out a long breath and planted the spear directly under the plum tree in the courtyard.

[Technique: Basic Soldier Spear Techniques (Mastery)]

Progress: (120/1000)

[Effects: Swift and powerful spear thrusts, incredible stamina, and abundant vital energy]

"This tiger meat is truly incredibly effective!"

"I'll buy more tonics tomorrow, and I'll definitely be able to break through to the minor success level within half a month!"

"hiss……"

Even after practicing his marksmanship for several hours, Chen Sanshi could still feel the tiger heart meat and blood-nourishing soup taking effect, making his blood boil, but his muscles did need a little rest.

"Here, wipe your sweat."

Gu Xinlan had already prepared a towel and patiently and meticulously wiped the boy's forehead: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Her slender wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Brother Shi, what are you doing?"

"Dry!"

Chen Sanshi picked up Lan Jie'er and carried her straight to the bedroom.

"I told you, don't eat so many beast hearts!"

……

The next day.

When Chen Sanshi arrived at the gate of the military camp, he happened to meet a group of people returning home, looking travel-worn.

Leading the group was Luo Dongquan, who was on horseback.

In the middle of the procession, a man was imprisoned in a prison van.

The man was dressed in the clothes of ordinary people from the prosperous dynasty, but his appearance was still somewhat different, making him seem a little out of place.

Luo Dongquan glanced at him without saying a word and led his men into the military camp.

"Bear Hundred-Household Commander".

Chen Sanshi found Xiong Baihu at the end of the line: "Could this person be...?"

"Yes, it's the Witch God Cult."

Xiong Baihu cursed and said, "That brat is incredibly audacious! The whole city is searching for them, and he still went to Chunmanlou to look for girls!"

"Such audacity?" Chen Sanshi asked.

"No!"

Xiong Baihu said, "If I hadn't happened to be next door competing with him for Ruyan, who would have thought? What a case of being blind to one's own shortcomings!"

"..."

Chen Sanshi didn't care about that.

What he cared about was the immortal treasure: "Have all the people from the Witch God Cult been captured?"

"That's not the case."

Xiong Baihu rubbed his nose: "But it'll be soon. Once we catch one, we'll surely find out where the others are hiding. It'll only be a matter of a few days."

Chen Sanshi breathed a sigh of relief.

The fact that the matter is not over means that the key to the magical treasure has not been found, and there is still a chance.

Of course, he would act according to circumstances and would not risk his life for it.

Since the box is in his hands, all he needs to do is find out who has the key and then proceed gradually.

Watching the troops enter the military camp, Chen Sanshi also went about his own business.

He went to the artisan's workshop and stated his needs.

The person in charge, surnamed Niu and named Gai, was a middle-aged man with a bare chest and strikingly muscular physique.

He stopped what he was doing and wiped the sweat from his brow with a rag: "How heavy a bow do you want?"

"Ten shi (a unit of dry measure)."

Chen Sanshi didn't keep many tiger bones; only a few of the harder parts remained.

"Tiger bone?"

Niu Gai picked up the skull and touched it in his hand: "It's good for making bow tips instead of ox horns and hard wood, but it's a bit lacking in toughness for bow bodies. I suggest you use a variant of purple bamboo that's over fifty years old. Even then, it'll be difficult to make a bow with a ten-stone weight; at most, it'll be six or seven stones."

"Six or seven stones?"

Chen Sanshi asked, "How can we make a bow with a ten-stone capacity?"

He still hoped to make a heavy bow that would provide better training results, so he wouldn't have to keep changing bows and arrows.

Niu Gai explained, "Generally speaking, bowstrings are made from cow horn and sinew, which has a limited upper limit. Even if you force a bowstring to have a draw weight of ten stones, its performance in actual combat will be very poor. Tiger sinew is also not good, unless it is made from a strange beast like a cow, or an even better strange beast."

Where are the deer?

Chen Sanshi paused: "I mean, the mythical beast, the white deer."

“Deer tendons are flexible, and so are exotic beast tendons, so of course it’s possible.”

Niu Gai said, "If you can really find a strange beast like a deer, I will definitely make you a bow with a capacity of more than ten stones."