With his 'amazing archery skills' Taisi shot another five arrows in a row at the straw doll and finally managed to fill the quota of seven shots a day.
Gasping, Taisi dropped the tiny bow, grinned embarrassedly and turned towards Feng Xing, who was standing aside with his mouth curved down into a semicircle. Taisi said, "Ha...ah...ahah, brother Feng Xing, next time, I'll cast the curse but can you please shoot on my behalf?"
Feng Xing raised his head and sighed towards the sky.
The first arrow was shot on the lower belly of the straw doll, while the second one on the fingertip. For the remaining five arrows, Taisi had moved closer till he was less than a zhang away from the altar in order to try to aim better. The result was one on the corner of the forehead, one on the toe, one on the ear, one on the corner of the mouth while the last one on the shoulder.