Chapter - 255 A Shiver of Sharks In the Big Waves (8) (1/2)

Zhou Botong burst out in laughter, but stopped abruptly because his chest hurt. Finally he chuckled and said, ”The Old Heretic Huang has fallen into my trap. I spoke nonsense to deceive him and he took it seriously. Amusing, amusing!”

Hong Qigong was taken aback. ”Then Jing'er really didn't know beforehand?” he asked.

Zhou Botong laughed, ”Of course he didn't know! He thought the Nine Yin martial arts are evil; if he knew, he wouldn't want to learn with me. Brother, you have memorized the manual really well didn't you? Even if you want to forget it, you can't, can you?” He held his stomach and burst out into laughter again; didn't care if it hurt his chest; so his expression was really awkward.

Hong Qigong stomped his foot. ”Ay! Old Urchin! Don't you think this joke is too much? I am going to talk to Yao Xiong.” Moving his feet he dashed into the forest, but the pathways was confusing; he did not know which way Huang Yaoshi went. As for the deaf and mute servants, as soon as their master gone, they scampered away following him. Hong Qigong had no one to lead him the way, so he was compelled to come back. But suddenly he remembered that Ouyang Ke had the map of the Peach Blossom Island in details. ”Ouyang Xianzhi, can I borrow the Peach Blossom Island map, please?” he asked urgently.

Ouyang Ke shook his head, ”Without Uncle Huang's permission little nephew does not dare to let other people see it; Uncle Hong please don't blame me.”

”Humph!” Hong Qigong snorted. He said in his heart, ”I am really stupid, how can I borrow the map from this kid? He earnestly wishes for the Old Heretic Huang to hate my dumb disciple.” While he was still staring at the forest suddenly he saw some white shadows coming out. Turned out they were Ouyang Feng's 32 white clothed dancing girls.

As they came close to Ouyang Feng, they bent their knees and one of them said, ”Master Huang told us to go back with Master.”

Ouyang Feng did not even look their way; he simply waved his hand telling them to board the boat. Toward Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong he said, ”I am afraid Yao Xiong did put some booby-traps on board. Don't you two gentlemen worry, Little Brother will follow closely on my boat. In case of emergency we can lend you a hand.”

Zhou Botong angrily said, ”Who wants your charity? I want to see what kind of gadgets the Old Heretic Huang put on his boat. If you follow along the danger won't come; where is the fun part then? If you mess with me, the Old Urchin will drench you with urine one more time!”

Ouyang Feng laughed, ”Very well! In that case, till we meet again.” He cupped his fists and took his nephew boarding his own boat.

Guo Jing was still staring blankly at where Huang Rong disappeared, lost in his thought. Zhou Botong laughed, ”Brother, let us board the boat. I wonder if this ill-fated boat will swallow us three people alive” His left hand took Hong Qigong's arm and his right hand pulled Guo Jing along, together they board the new boat.

The boat came with about seven, eight sailors waiting to serve them; they were all mute. Zhou Botong laughed, ”One day the Old Heretic Huang will be very angry that he cut his precious daughter's tongue. Only then will I admire him to have guts.” Listening to this Guo Jing could not help but shivered. Zhou Botong saw him and laughed heartily, ”Are you scared?” he asked; then made a hand signal to the sailor to start sailing. The sailors hoisted the anchor and raised the sail; under the southern wind they headed north.

”Come,” Hong Qigong said, ”Let us take a look of this boat and see what is so strange about it.” Three men walked the boat from stern to bow; from the deck to the bottom of the hold. The boat was painted in bright and clear paint; the hold contained supply of foods and drinks: water, white rice, wine, meat and vegetables in abundance. Nothing was out of ordinary.