"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed suddenly.

"The cripple go hunting, too?

I laughed so hard!”

"I bet he can't even get a hunchmouse!"

"He can't even stand steadily, so where can he shoot arrows?"

When a group of male slaves saw Zhu Yuanbi Yang ridicule Zhang Xuan, they naturally felt unceremonious and sarcastic.

"Okay, you guys go quickly. No matter whether you can catch prey or not, come back early and take good care of Zhang Xuan and Xiaobao."

Bai Liang ordered.

Song Yuan asked the four young men to carry Zhang Xuan on a stretcher and go out.

After walking on the winding plank road for an hour, no one had walked down the Fusomang tree.

"Uncle Songyuan, the nobles of the Hong clan, why should they live on this Fusom tree?"

Zhang Xuan asked in confusion.

"This Fusom tree is a sacred tree. The temple of the saints of the Hong clan is on it. It is the supreme glory to be able to live on this Fusom tree!"

"But it's too inconvenient to go up and down!" Zhang Xuan looked at the wooden ladder on the plank road.

"Although it is not very convenient, if an enemy rushes into Fusang City, the safest place is to be the only one man who can pass through this Fusang tree!"

"Safety?"

Zhang Xuan couldn't help laughing, "If the enemy sets a fire, I'm afraid no one on the Fusang tree can escape?"

"We have thought of this question long ago!"

Song Yuan sneered disdainfully, "Didn't you see that we used the sink to attract water?"

"There are sinks in every corner of the Fuso tree. Once it catches fire, it can be extinguished with water immediately!"

"That's you, you didn't encounter a big fire..." Zhang Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Our Fusang City is as solid as a soup. How could the enemy rush to Fusang trees to set fire?

"Song Yuan glanced at Zhang Xuan impatiently.

"All right."

Zhang Xuan was too lazy to argue with Song Yuan, so he changed the topic, "It's so inconvenient for you to live in Fusang trees. Haven't you ever thought about making something like a lifting basket?"

"I have done it. A few years ago, Anren sent Lord Xuanbu to build a lifting basket there. Unfortunately, after several incidents, he fell to death and abandoned it."

"Oh..." Zhang Xuan nodded and pondered.

After finally getting down the Fusang tree, Songyuan thought Zhang Xuan was walking slowly, so he still asked someone to carry him to the horse farm of Zichun's house.

This place is actually a stable with a few horses and a few carriages.

There were only two barge horses in the stable, which should be Zhu Yuanbi Yang's mounts, and the rest were skinny ordinary horses.

Songyuan ordered people to pull out two horses and get a big cart, and everyone took the cart out of Fusang City.

Going westward, at noon, you came to a not-too-high mountain.

"Okay, you four, go shovel the grass, I'll go and put the horse on!"

Song Yuan ordered four young men to shovel the grass, so he led two horses to put them on, and ignored Zhang Xuan in the car at all.

Zhang Xuan got out of the car and took the Shenying to a pond.

I saw a group of big birds whose names were unknown, in the river water beside the pond.

Zhang Xuan hid in the bushes, quietly approached the pond, and then shot arrows! “Swhoosh swoosh swoosh!”

Three feather arrows broke through the air! “Pu pedal!”

The water birds suddenly became alarmed! However, three big birds were left by the pond, struggling on the ground! Although Zhang Xuan lost all his magical powers, archery was still a piece of cake for him! “Zhang Xuan… can really shoot arrows?”

"He actually shot three birds in one shot!"

"Isn't he... a cripple?"

Song Yuan and a few male slaves looked confused and looked at Zhang Xuan who was slowly walking out of the bushes in surprise.

"Go, catch the three birds, let's have lunch!"
Chapter completed!