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

Huang Rong smiled, "Just now we heard the song 'hillside sheep', and now we see the 'hillside ox'!" she said.

On that mountain peak there was a piece of flat land, already plowed ready for cultivation, about twenty 'mu's [around 1.6 acres or 2/3 of a hectare] rice field. There was a hoe by the edge of the field. The man who held the rock was bare-chested, his legs were covered with mud up to his knees; looked like the ox fell down when he was weeding the grass.

Huang Rong looked around to assess the situation, she mulled over in her heart, "This man obviously is the 'farmer' from 'the fisherman, the woodcutter, the farmer and the scholar'. The ox weighs approximately three hundred catties [about 300 lbs or 150 kg]; looks like that rock is not lighter that the ox. Even though half of the rock is leaning on the hillside, yet looking at his steady feet, this man has an astonishing strength."

Guo Jing had already put her down and rushed to help. Huang Rong hastily called out, "Not so fast, don't be rash!" But Guo Jing thought helping others was more important; he had already arrived by the farmer's side.

He crouched underneath the rock and lifted it up while saying, "I'll hold it, you go and save the ox first!"

That farmer felt his load was getting lighter, but he was still afraid that Guo Jing might not be strong enough to support both the ox and the big rock. He let go his right hand and leaned to the side, but his left hand was still supporting the bottom of the rock. Guo Jing steadied his legs, then exerted his internal strength and pushed upward with both of his arms; the rock was lifted up for about a foot, giving that farmer an opportunity to let his left hand go.

The farmer waited for a moment. After seeing that the big rock would not crush down, he knew Guo Jing's strength was enough to support it. Finally he stooped down and got out from underneath the rock, leaped to the hillside to save the yellow ox. He could not help but stealing a glance toward Guo Jing to see what kind of hero had suddenly come and offered help. He was astonished since what he saw was an eighteen, nineteen years old youngster. More surprisingly, this youngster's hands were holding up the rock and the ox seemingly without straining himself.

That farmer was always proud of having an outstanding physical strength, but obviously this youngster's strength was far above his. His suspicions arose; he also looked down the hillside and saw a young woman leaning against a rock, her facial expression was weary, like she was suffering from a serious illness. His suspicion deepened, "Friend, what are you doing here?" he asked Guo Jing.

"To seek an audience with your master," Guo Jing replied.

"For what purpose?" the farmer asked again.

Guo Jing was startled and for an instant did not know how to reply. Huang Rong on the side called out, "Quickly pull the ox to safety first, it won't be too late to ask question later. If his hands slip, won't the man and the ox fall down together?"

The farmer thought, "These two are here to see Shifu, how come my two elder martial brothers down the mountain did not shoot whistling arrows? If these two broke through them, that means their martial arts are not to be trifled with. Now while his hands are not free, I need to understand this matter better." Thereupon he asked, "Are you going to ask my Shifu to treat your injury?"

Guo Jing thought, "The people down the mountains are already aware anyway, there is no need to hide the truth from him." He simply nodded his head.

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."