White tea legend

Chapter 78: The Legend of the Arrow

Carrying this last arrow on his back, he trekked on an endless journey, for no other reason than to find the opponent who could take his skills to the next level.

He knows that the real challenge does not come from the difficulties and obstacles in the outside world, but from the continuous transcendence of the heart. Every challenge is an opportunity for him to grow, and every victory makes his name engraved in people's hearts.

The Archer's journey has no end, because for him, the pursuit of excellence is a never-ending practice. His footsteps will not stop, because every sunrise heralds a new beginning, and every breath inspires him to keep moving forward.

In this ever-changing world, the only thing that remains unchanged is his love for archery and his pursuit of perfection.

The reason why he is able to pursue his dreams without distraction is because there is a woman behind him who supports him.

The woman was leaning in front of their home, looking forward to her husband's return.

The woman leaned against the door alone and stared at the stars in the sky. Her heart was filled with longing for her husband. Her beauty seems to be a gift from God, like the brightest pearl in the moon palace, illuminating this silent waiting.

Her eyes are like the deep starry sky, shining with the light of wisdom. There was a hint of tenderness between her brows, like moonlight shining on the earth, giving people warmth. Her nose bridge is straight and her lips are red. Her smile seems to make the whole world intoxicated.

However, behind this beautiful face, there is endless loneliness and sadness hidden. Her husband was obsessed with archery and would never come home for months after leaving home. The woman could only lean on the door and look forward to her husband's return.

Her dress fluttered with the night wind, like flowing clouds in the night sky, elegant and mysterious. Her long hair fell down like a waterfall and spread over her shoulders, exuding a light fragrance. Her skin is as crystal clear as white jade, which is intoxicating.

During these long years, waiting has not reduced her beauty by half, but has given her a haggard beauty.

The husband is obsessed with archery and practices day and night, eager to become an unrivaled archer. Although the woman did not understand archery, she loved her husband deeply and made arrows for him every day, trying to make an unparalleled arrow for her.

She carefully selects her materials, looking for the straightest and strongest bamboo to create the arrow shafts. On a hazy moonlit night, she entered the forest alone, searched carefully, and finally found a bamboo that was both tough and flexible. She carefully chopped it off, took it home, carefully removed the knots, and polished it until it was as smooth as a mirror.

The choice of arrow feathers was equally important. She chose a wild bird with the plumpest feathers and the brightest colors. In a warm spring breeze, she quietly approached the bird's nest and carefully removed a few feathers, making sure not to disturb the birds.

Back home, she trimmed the feathers into the perfect shape and tied them tightly to the end of the arrow shaft with fine twine to ensure they would stabilize the arrow in flight.

The creation of the arrows tested her ingenuity and patience. She found a blacksmith and asked him to take her on as his apprentice and learn how to forge sharp and balanced arrowheads. The blacksmith was impressed by her sincerity and spent several days teaching her to forge a sharp arrow with even weight distribution.

After the woman gets the arrowhead, she connects it to the shaft, making sure every arrow is accurate.

Women also carve exquisite patterns on the arrow shafts to incorporate their love and blessings for their husbands. Whenever her husband went on an expedition or a long journey, she would load arrows for him with her own hands, expressing her wish for a safe return.

The arrows made by women are not only weapons, but also witnesses of a woman's deep affection for her husband and a symbol of their love. She hopes that every time her husband draws his bow and draws an arrow, she can feel her love for him.

Last time, she made ten arrows for her husband. The husband went out with ten arrows on his back. It was time to return after counting the days.

The woman leaned against the door and silently counted the passing lights.

Finally, under the moonlight, the sharp archer strode towards the door of the house.

The woman's heart jumped for joy. She greeted her husband and called her husband's name: "Yi——" Yi stopped and looked at the woman running towards him in the moonlight, showing a naive smile.

He called her: "Xiao'e!"

Under the bright moonlight, a couple reunited after a long separation ran toward each other, and their heartbeats seemed to become one at this moment. Their figures intertwined in the moonlight, like a moving picture. When they finally hugged each other tightly, all the distance and waiting disappeared, leaving only each other's breathing and heartbeat.

Their eyes were filled with tears, but they were also full of joy and emotion. They stared at each other, as if they wanted to remember each other's face deeply in their hearts. Their hands were held tightly together, as if they wanted to convey all their love to each other.

Everything around them became blurry, only their embrace was so real and warm. They know that this moment of reunion is the moment they long for most in their hearts.

No matter wind or rain, she makes arrows and he shoots them, they will work together to become a pair of archery heroes that everyone envies.

When she made the first arrow for him, he promised her: "From now on, I will use your arrows to reach the ends of the earth, travel around the world, and let the world remember us as the 'Arrow Hero Couple'" .”

Now he has done it.

"Xiao'e, do you know? This time, I carried the arrow you made for me to perform a heroic act. I shot down nine suns at once, saving an entire tribe from the poison of the nine suns. Everyone praised me. I am an 'Archer', I told them, I am not an Archer, we are a 'Archer Couple'."

Yi carried his Xiao'e into the house, took off the quiver from his back under the lamp, and showed the quiver to Xiao'e. There is only one arrow left inside.

"Ten arrows could have shot down ten suns, but those nine suns tightly protected the last sun in the middle. By the time I finished shooting those nine suns, the tenth sun had already escaped. What a pity."

"Yi, it's not that the tenth sun escaped, but that you let him live and left a glimmer of hope for the world."

The woman explained solemnly to her husband.

"Why?" Her husband was puzzled.

"You shot down the nine suns to save the people from the scorching heat. At that time, ten suns rose at the same time, causing extremely high temperatures. Life was ruined, crops withered, and rivers dried up. You shot down the nine suns to protect the people. sun. If all ten suns are shot down, the world will fall into darkness and cold, which will also have a huge impact on people's lives. Therefore, you leave the last sun behind to keep the world bright and warm. Maintain ecological balance. Yi, do you remember this? No matter who asks about this in the future, you must answer this way, then you will be a real hero."

Behind every man who becomes a hero, there is a woman who is good at interpreting heroes.

The man looked at his wife, suddenly enlightened, and deeply convinced.

"I remember, Xiao'e," the man said to his wife.

……

"Why did the real Fuso Sacred Tree die?" Everyone asked His Highness Budu in unison.

"I was trampled to pieces by a magic archer," His Highness Budu said. "The magic archer stood on the fusang tree and shot my nine brothers to death, leaving me alone to light up the earth. My nine brothers He died, and the hibiscus tree also suffered a major change. It was trampled by the archer, suffered damage, and died soon after."


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