Panther Commando

Hearing that the old man asked for his little bow, the boy's expression became even more nervous, his little face was tense, he grabbed the bow at his waist, raised his head and looked at the old man vigilantly, and said nothing.

Seeing this, Wang Tiecheng quickly stretched out his right arm and hugged Wan Miao into his arms, touched his head and said, "Wan Miao, it's alright, grandpa just looked at your little bow and didn't want yours. Do you remember meeting him in the mountains? The big brother from here, doesn't he also have a small bow like this. That small bow was made by this grandfather himself.

He knew that this child was born, and in such an unfamiliar place, he naturally regarded himself as the closest person he had just met.

Wan Miao hesitantly pulled the bow out of his waist and held it in front of his grandfather. Grandpa saw that he was so polite at such a young age, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes, then he reached out and took Xiaogong, sat down on the sofa and looked down carefully.

Wang Tiecheng only had time to say hello to the people around him, and then said to Jingyi and Shanshan, "Come on, come here, and meet your new friends."

Seeing Wan Miao being cautious, he knew that children of the same age would be easy to get along with, and then he winked at Yu Jing.

Seeing this, Yu Jing quickly pulled the two little girls to stand up and walked to Wan Miao's side, holding the child's hand cordially and said, "It's Wan Miao. It's New Year's Eve, let's go, let's set off fireworks in the yard together. ".

Wan Miao looked at Yu Jing who was kind, then looked at the two little girls nodding, and then glanced at the little bow in Grandpa's hand.

Wang Tiecheng smiled and pushed him and said, "Go and play with auntie and sisters." At this time, Xiao Jingyi and Shanshan also took Wan Miao's hand and pulled him out affectionately: "Go. Come on, let's play together." He pulled him and ran out of the house. Yu Jing smiled at the crowd, picked up a bunch of firecrackers from the corner of the living room and walked out.

Wang Tiecheng watched Yu Jing take the three children out of the room, and then turned to look at the old man. The eyes of several people focused on the old man's face, and suddenly they found that the old man's originally kind face was shaking slightly, and his eyes were covered with a layer of crystal tears.

Li Dongsheng, Ye Feng, and Captain Zhang all turned their attention to Wang Tiecheng in surprise. They didn't understand how the child he brought could make the old man so excited.

Li Dongsheng immediately turned his eyes to the trembling bow in the old man's hand, and suddenly his expression changed and he asked Wang Tiecheng loudly, "Isn't this Wan Lin's bow? How could it be in this child's hands? Wan Lin." Standing up, he pulled Wang Tiecheng off the sofa.

Wan Lin's bow never leaves his body, and now he is on a combat mission, such an important weapon will never leave him easily, and now, this little bow suddenly appeared on the body of this unknown child, which makes Li Dongsheng suddenly felt a kind of tension in his heart that he had never felt before.

Wang Tiecheng quickly waved his hand at him and explained in a low voice, "This is not Wan Lin's bow." Li Dongsheng then let out a long sigh, pulled Wang Tiecheng and sat down together, and then fixed his eyes on the old man's hand again. The bow, eyes full of doubts.

Wang Tiecheng turned his head and glanced outside the house, and saw that the sound of "crackling, crackling, crackling" firecrackers had already been heard in the courtyard. The sound of the firecrackers was also mixed with the cheerful laughter of the three children. Then he turned to look at the old man and told Wan Lin to him. thing told again.

After listening to Wang Tiecheng's words, the old man was stunned for a while, and two crystal tears suddenly flowed from the corners of his eyes. His lips trembled and he muttered: "The sky has eyes, the sky has eyes, my family has another descendant,"

Everyone looked at each other in amazement. They knew that the Wan family had passed down through generations, and how could this strange mountain child be the direct descendant of the Wan family.

The old man raised his excited eyes from the bow, raised his hand to gently wipe the tears from his face, handed the bow to Li Dongsheng and said, "Look, it's exactly the same as Lin'er's little bow."

Li Dongsheng took the bow and looked at it carefully, then gently pulled the bowstring, and said in surprise, "Yes, the bowstring is a little softer."

The old man smiled and said: "This kind of bow is made with the unique craftsmanship of my ancestors. It is impossible for outsiders to make such a strong bow. The material of this bow is unique to our mountains. The rhizomes of rare woods are extremely tough after drying, and they must be more than 500 years old, otherwise they will not be able to achieve their due strength.”

"During production, when taking out the rhizome and taking advantage of the moisture in it to facilitate molding, quickly use a sharp blade to make it into a bow shape, and then place it in a cool place for two years to allow its moisture to dry naturally. After hundreds of processes of grinding and shaping, Finally, it has to be soaked in a special potion for 100 days before it can be taken out and used. Therefore, this kind of curved bow is unique in the world, and it is impossible for outsiders to have such a curved bow."

Li Dongsheng suddenly said: "So it is, I have always wondered in the past, how can such a small bow have such a large tension, Wan Lin used it to shoot 300 or 400 meters. Until now, I can't pull the bow away."

Ye Feng and Captain Zhang took over the small bow in surprise, and pulled the bowstring hard. Sure enough, they just pulled the bowstring away, but the bow body of the small bow did not change at all.

The old man said with a smile: "Hehehe, this is because the child's hand is weak, and he uses an ordinary beef tendon bowstring, not the powerful bowstring specially made by Wanjia~www.wuxiaspot.com~Wanlin's one, you must be sure Those who cannot be pulled apart can only be pulled apart by those with profound skills. Among my disciples, Cheng Ru and Zhang Wa can barely pull away.”

When the old man said this, his eyes suddenly became deep, and he looked at Wang Tiecheng and said, "Lin Er found in the mountains that their home environment and living habits are very similar to our Wanjia, which proves that they have always followed our Wanjia. They are obviously the descendants of our Wanjia branch. I didn’t expect that they really survived in the turbulent era and left a root for our Wanjia family.”

Everyone's eyes showed a look of surprise. The Wan family now has only two descendants, Grandpa and Wan Lin. They have treasures of Chinese civilization. Once an accident occurs, it is very likely that this ancient and magical practice will be lost. Thinking of the sudden emergence of a small successor, this is indeed a great event to congratulate.

But how could there be a branch of the Wan family, and how could there be no connection with Wanlin and the others? Several people looked at the old man with questioning eyes again.

The old man looked at the questioning eyes of several people, suddenly sighed deeply, raised his eyes to look at Wang Tiecheng and said, "I didn't expect Xiao Wanmiao's father to die at the hands of a group of gangsters, tell me about the situation at that time. , how could he be hurt by a group of gangsters because he has ten thousand skills."