Chapter - 467 The Great Army Heads West (2)

Shagu grabbed the bun, her fear was gone. "Yeye, you grabbed my arm, it hurt, you must not grab me anymore," she said.

"Good Shagu, you are a good listener," Ouyang Feng warmly said, "Yeye won't grab your arm anymore."

Huang Rong said, "That day the mister without legs was hugging a lady. Tell me, was she pretty?"

Shagu nodded. "Very pretty. I wonder where she is going."

Huang Rong asked again, "Do you know who she is? You don't know, do you?"

Shagu's face lit, she was so proud of herself; she clapped her hands and said, "I know, I know! She is this good brother's wife!"

Hearing this, any doubt left in Ouyang Feng's heart was gone. He knew his nephew's lecherous character; it must be because of Mu Nianci that his nephew met his fate. But, Ouyang Ke's martial art was higher than Yang Kang's; even though his legs were injured, Yang Kang was still not his match; he could not figure out how Yang Kang was able to kill him? He turned his head toward Yang Kang and said, "My nephew was oblivious to what's good and what's not, he dared to offend the Xiao Wangye's concubine; he deserved to die ten thousand times."

"No … No …" Yang Kang stammered. "It wasn't me …"

"Then who?" Ouyang Feng sternly asked.

Yang Kang was so scared that his knees turned into rubber, cold sweats pouring down his forehead; his usual shrewdness was gone, he was unable to utter a single word.

Huang Rong sighed, "Uncle Ouyang, you can't blame the Xiao Wangye of being heartless, you can't blame your nephew flirtatious character either, you have only your superb martial art to blame."

"How so?" Ouyang Feng was puzzled.

Huang Rong answered, "I don't know why, but in that house at the Ox Village I heard a couple, a man and a woman, were talking. I do not understand what they were discussing."

Listening to this muddy talk with so many unknown Ouyang Feng was more confounded, "What did they say?" he asked.

Huang Rong answered, "I will repeat what they said word for word, I won't add or subtract a single word; please Uncle hear me out. I did not see their faces, I don't know who the man was, I don't know who the woman was either; what I heard was that man said, 'If this fact that I killed Ouyang Ke ever leaks out, won't that be a disaster?' That woman replied, 'A real man is not afraid to take responsibility of his action. If you are afraid, you shouldn't have killed him yesterday. Even though his uncle is very fierce, we can run away to some far away place, he won't be able to find us.'"

Listening to Huang Rong, Ouyang Feng said, "That woman was right. What did the man say?"

While these two were talking, one asked the questions and the other answered, Yang Kang was getting more and more afraid than ever. The moon cast its light through the temple's door, throwing a slanting column of light illuminating the face of the temple's idol. Yang Kang slowly moved away from the light, quietly walked toward Huang Rong's back. He heard Huang Rong answered Ouyang Feng's question.

"That man said, 'Meizi [sister/beloved], I have another thought: his uncle's martial art is unparalleled, I wanted to take him as my master, I have had this thought for a while, but they followed a very strict rule: they only take one disciple per generation. Now that this man is dead, his uncle might take me as his disciple!"

Huang Rong did not mention anybody's name, but she had an uncanny ability to imitate Yang Kang's accent. Yang Kang grew up in the northern area, but Bai Xirou, his mother, was a native of Lin'an in the south; so Yang Kang's accent was a mixture between northerners and southerners. As soon as Huang Rong said these things, everybody knew it was Yang Kang she was imitating.

Ouyang Feng laughed coldly; he turned his head but did not see Yang Kang.

Suddenly they heard 'whack!', then 'Aiyo!' Someone was crying in alarm. They saw Yang Kang standing under the moonlight with blood dripping from his right hand, his face was deathly pale.

Turned out that when Yang Kang heard Huang Rong was revealing his secret he could not restrain himself much longer; he leaped ferociously, his claw was aimed toward Huang Rong's head. As Huang Rong imitated Yang Kang's accent, she was fully aware he would certainly attack her; therefore, she had guarded against this attack from the start. Her martial art level was higher than Yang Kang's. As soon as she heard the gust of wind she leaned her head sideways to elude, so the claw fell on her shoulder.

Yang Kang had launched the 'Nine Yin White-bone Claw' with all his might, his five fingers landed on the soft hedgehog armor Huang Rong was wearing. A shot of pain traveled from his fingers to his brain; he almost pass out.

The others were clueless as whether it was Yang Kang who made the sneak attack, or was it Huang Rong or Ouyang Feng who attacked him. They were all scared of Ouyang Feng, so nobody dared to say anything.

Wanyan Honglie rushed forward, trying to help. "Kang'er, what happened to you? Where does it hurt?" he asked. Casually he took out the dagger on his belt and placed it on Yang Kang's hand. He realized Ouyang Feng would not have good intention. He was hoping that in a chaotic battle they, father and son, would be able to save their lives.

Enduring his pain Yang Kang said, "I am all right." He held out his hand to grab the dagger, but his hand was numb, 'clank!' the dagger fell on the floor. Hastily he stooped down to pick it up, but strangely his arm was stiff; it did not want to follow his command anymore. He was extremely shocked. He tried to pinch his right arm with his left fingers, but he did not feel anything. He looked up toward Huang Rong and cried out in horror, "Poison! Poison! You used poison to harm me!"

Peng Lianhu and the others knew they were going to offend Ouyang Feng, but Wanyan Honglie was the Great Jin's prominent Prince; surely this Ouyang Ke affair could be discussed peacefully later. Seeing Yang Kang's frightened expression, they immediately rushed forward to offer words of sympathy and called out to Huang Rong, "Quickly give the antidote to Xiao Wangye!" but everybody stayed as far as possible from Ouyang Feng.

Huang Rong was indifferent, "Don't make a fuss; my soft hedgehog armor does not have any poison on it. There is somebody here who wants to kill him, I don't have to lift a finger to harm him."

But suddenly Yang Kang shouted, "I … I … I can't move!" His knees buckled, his body slowly slid down, his mouth was producing a growling noise much like a wild beast.

Huang Rong felt strange and she turned toward Ouyang Feng, but saw that he was carrying a puzzled expression as well. She turned back toward Yang Kang, she saw Yang Kang was strangely happy, a crack of smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. Under the silvery moonlight he looked inhumanly ghastly. Suddenly a thought came into her mind, she said, "It was Uncle Ouyang who poisoned you."

Ouyang Feng was puzzled, "From the look of him, it was indeed my marvelous snake's poison. I had wanted him to taste it, this little girl had done it on my behalf. Wonderful! Wonderful! But those snakes, I am the only one in this world who owns them, where did the little girl get it from?"