Chapter - 389 Veiled Woman In the Black Marshes (13) (2/2)

The farmer's countenance slightly changed, ”I need to ask first,” he said. Without pulling the ox away he leaped down the hillside.

”Hey!” Guo Jing shouted, ”Help me put down this rock first, then we can talk!”

The farmer smiled, ”I will be back right away.”

Observing what was going on, Huang Rong had already guessed early on that farmer's intention; he wanted to waste Guo Jing's strength. He would deliberately wait for Guo Jing to be weary from suspending the rock, and then he would comeback and lent a hand. By that time it would be easy to expel these two people to go down the mountain. She hated herself for being injured at a time like this that she was unable to help Guo Jing shove away the big rock. She saw the farmer dashed out of the field, did not know when he would be coming back; she was anxious and angry at the same time. ”Hey, Uncle!” she called out, ”Please come back!”

That farmer paused and smiled, ”He has a tremendous strength, nothing bad will happen to him in three-quarter or an hour time, don't worry,” he said.

Huang Rong was angry, she thought, ”Jing Gege was kind enough to help you, but you actually tricked him and let him trapped for three-quarter or an hour. I have to find a way to give you a lesson.” She creased her eyebrows and thought of an idea, ”Uncle,” she called, ”You want to ask your Shifu's advice, that is very reasonable. Here is a letter from Benevolent Master Hong Qigong to be delivered to your master. Can you take it with you?”

”Ah!” hearing Hong Qigong's name that farmer exclaimed in surprise, ”Turned out Miss is the Nine-fingered Divine Beggar's disciple. Does this Xiao Ge [lit. little/young elder brother] also belong to Senior Hong's school? No wonder he is this good.” He came back to fetch the letter.

Huang Rong nodded, ”Hey, he is my martial brother, capable of lifting several hundreds catties. Speaking of martial art he is not too far below Uncle.” Slowly she opened her sack, pretending to find the letter; but first she took the soft hedgehog armor, and then turned her gaze toward Guo Jing, her face had a frightened look. ”Aiyo! Not good!” she called out, ”His palms are about to be smashed up. Uncle, quickly find a way to help him.”

The farmer was startled, but then he laughed, ”He is fine,” he said, ”Where is the letter?” He held out his hand to get the letter.

”You don't know,” Huang Rong anxiously said, ”My martial brother is practicing the 'pi kong zhang' [hacking/slicing/splitting empty air palm technique]. His palms were soaked in vinegar just last night, but his training is not complete yet. If his palms are put under pressure for a long time, they will be destroyed.” On the Peach Blossom Island her father had trained her in 'pi kong zhang' hence she was familiar with the training method.

Although the farmer did not know this martial art, but he was a martial art expert's disciple, his knowledge was extensive; he had heard about this particular martial art, he thought, ”If for no apparent reason I caused injury to the Nine-fingered Divine Beggar's disciple, not only my Shifu would rebuke me, but I would also regret it for the rest of my life. Moreover, he was kind enough to help me. Only I don't know whether what this young miss said was a truth or a lie. I am afraid she is just tricking me into releasing him from underneath the rock.”

Huang Rong understood his hesitation, she took the soft hedgehog armor out and shook it. ”This is the Peach Blossom Island's most precious treasure, the soft hedgehog armor; blade and sword cannot harm it. I am asking Uncle to put it on his shoulder as a cushion and let him support the rock with his shoulder. That way he won't be able to walk away, but he won't suffer any injury, won't that satisfy both parties? Or else you will cause injury to his palms and my Shifu won't hold you innocent and will find your Shifu to settle the score.”