Fatal blow

  Zhen Ming bitterly knew she was too proud, and didn't entangle herself in this topic again. She lifted her head to look at the sky and said: "It seems we'll have to spend the night outdoors today, let's go back tomorrow."

  Zhang shook his head hastily: "I'm not going back."

  "I didn't say to go back to your home, remember the Sun Langzhong's house I took you to a few days ago? You can stay there for a while first, and when things are settled, I'll come pick you up again. At that time, you can still sell your soy milk as usual."

  Zhang hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

  "I didn't expect that I would have such a good affinity with you, Zhang Laobanniang. Counting tonight, we've already spent three nights together, right?"

  Zhang ignored him.

  "If this gets out, I'll be in big trouble."

  "Zhang finally couldn't help but raise his head: 'What did you lose?'"

  "You think about it, those Luoyang dandies who drooled over Zhang's wife's beauty, if they knew I spent a night with her in the wilderness, wouldn't they skin me alive? If I really took advantage of something, it wouldn't be a loss, but I really didn't take advantage of anything, isn't that a loss?"

  Zhang bit her lip and stared at this unscrupulous man, before suddenly asking: "What do you need to get in order to consider yourself having taken advantage?"

  She was so clever with her question that it contained too much information and doubt, only he knew how clever the question was. He wasn't taking advantage of her, having been intimate before, she asked this way to stop him from making small talk on one hand, and on the other hand, it implicitly refuted his words that he didn't take advantage of her.

  This woman is absolutely not just a brainless beauty, she's intelligent and wise.

  Watching him rarely at a loss for words, Zhang smiled, like a pure and unblemished snow lotus blooming under the moonlight.

  ……

  At night, Zhang Shi didn't dare to sleep. Zhen Ming had no choice but to chat with her about everything under the sun. Although most of the time it was him talking, this time Zhang Shi listened very attentively.

  He went to great lengths and made many detours before finally learning from her that her name was Zhang E, and her childhood nickname was E E.

  The night's Mengshan wind is exceptionally cold, and the sharp whistling of the night owl, combined with a group of tiger-like wolves prowling around, seemingly searching for an opportunity, gives one a chilling feeling.

  Exhausted from hardships and misfortunes, her eyelids kept fighting each other, and before she knew it, she fell asleep.

  Although Zhang was also extremely sleepy, she didn't dare close her eyes. As soon as Zhenming fell asleep after a few breaths, she would gently push him awake with her hand and have him accompany her.

  To refine the tungsten alloy, Zhen Ming had been awake for three days and nights. Now she was found again after a day, and she was already sleepy, really couldn't hold on, being woken up by her from time to time, somewhat annoyed, could only say: "Or so, we take turns keeping watch, I sleep for two hours first, you keep an eye on me, at midnight you sleep, I'll help you watch, how about it? ... Come, take this arrow, there's a fire here, those jackals shouldn't dare to come over. If something dares to come over, you shoot it with this crossbow. This crossbow is ten rounds, even if it's a bear, it will be shot into a sieve on the spot."

  "I won't use it," Zhang said in a low voice.

  "There's nothing that can't be used, it's very simple, come on, take it! This small crossbow is made by me based on the ordinary bow and arrow, it's the only one in the world, whether it's accuracy, power or portability, it's the best among all crossbows. The little thing on top is called a sight, used for aiming at targets. Aiming is just remembering the principle of three points in a line, after practicing several times you can master it..."

  Zhen Ming bitterly said, handing over the crossbow arrows, and didn't care whether Zhang Shi was willing or not. He taught her hand in hand, closely attached to her back, holding her hand, teaching her how to aim, how to pull the trigger, and even let her try shooting two arrows.

  Zhang was initially taken aback by his intimate movements, but fortunately, Zhen Mingshu did not make any further excessive moves. Otherwise, she would have slapped him earlier. Gradually, she focused her attention on the techniques of using the crossbow. Zhen Mingshu explained it in great detail, and with her excellent comprehension, she quickly grasped the key points. She became excited, and her sleepiness disappeared. Even after Zhen Mingshu finished teaching her, he still maintained a close and intimate posture without realizing it. She held the crossbow bolt, turning it over and over, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

  She had just witnessed the power of this small crossbow, which could shoot and kill a wolf with one arrow, and now she held it in her hand, her face no longer showing fear.

  Zhenming bitterly watched her for a while to see if she would bother him again, only then did he lie down and fell fast asleep.

  ……

  It was unknown how long had passed when Zhen Ming slowly woke up, his ears ringing with the clear and melodious bird calls, which startled him into sitting up abruptly.

  The sky is already bright, and the fire in front of me has burned down to only ashes.

  He slept all the way until dawn.

  "Don't come over, I'll shoot you!" a sweet and sticky whisper came over.

  Zhen Ming looked down and saw that Zhang Shi had already fallen asleep at some point, lying on his side with his head resting on his belly, sleeping soundly. It seemed he had dozed off unknowingly while keeping watch last night.

  What nearly made him break out in a cold sweat was that the crossbow bolt she held in her hand was aimed straight at his vital spot.

  At this time, as long as she pulled the trigger, he would become the first cross-dressing grandfather in history without any suspense.

  He remained still, afraid that any movement would trigger her intense reaction, now only hoping that she wouldn't have a nightmare.

  At the same time, he also discovered something that made his heart skip a beat. Due to her sleeping position, her bright red and tender little mouth was facing his crotch.

  Just then, Mrs. Zhang woke up and opened her sleepy eyes.

  She was stunned for a moment, and finally realized that there was something strange jumping around her mouth. She was so scared that she jumped up from the bed, and one of her hands reflexively slapped at the thing that was jumping.

  Bang!

  Hit the target.

  His face contorted from numbness to convulsion, and then his facial features scrunched up into a ball. He covered his crotch with both hands, curled up into a ball, and let out a mournful wail that only men can make.

  Zhang finally found out what that thing was jumping around, her face suddenly turned red to the roots of her ears, with a hint of unease in her eyes, looking away.

  It wasn't until about ten minutes later that Zhen Ming finally recovered from the unbearable pain, wiping away tears from the corners of his eyes and sitting up.

  He stared blankly at Zhang, wanting to say something, but the words remained on his lips and never came out. After a long time, he struggled to get up from the ground, walked around in a strange posture for a few laps, and only after confirming that there was no functional damage did he sigh and say, "Let's go, let's go back."

  Zhang didn't say a word and silently stood up, limping as she closely followed behind him. With every step, her eyebrows furrowed together.

  Zhen Ming bitterly turned his head to look at her, stopped in his tracks, and squatted down.

  She looked at him with a puzzled expression.