Chapter 162: Repentan e of the Haughty Dragon (15)
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"You three bastards!" one of them shouted. "Are you tired of living?"
"No, you must be the three bastards who are tired of living!' Huang Rong shouted back.
Hong Qicong clapped Huang Rong on the shoulders in approval.
The three men became even angrier. The sallow-cheeked, middle-aged man standing in the middle thrust the long pole at Huang Rong with a surprising amount of force.
Hong Qicong pressed the doggy-beating stick against the pole, which immediately stopped.
Startled, the man pulled on the pole with both of his hands.
Hong Qicong shook the doggy-beating stick and shouted, "Be gone!"
The man stumbled and flipped over, landing right in the middle of all the deadly snakes. He had luckily eaten a herb earlier, so the snakes were unwilling to bite him.
Shocked, the other two men took a step back. "How?" they said.
Indeed, the other man had fallen so hard that he crushed 10 snakes and felt sore all over.
One of his companions, a fair-skinned man, held out the pole to the sallow-cheeked man to support him. They were reluctant to fight again.
"Who dares to stop our snakes with that herb?" the sallow-cheeked man said.
Laughing, Hong Qicong paid no attention to them.
"Who are you to send out so many poisonous snakes to injure people?" Huang Rong replied.
The three men looked at one another, trying to figure out how to respond when another man dressed in white appeared at the edge of the forest. He walked through a narrow path between the snakes while fanning himself.
Both Guo Jing and Huang Rong recognized him as Ouyang Ke, the master of White Camel Mountain, whose presence amongst their ranks caused the snakes to disperse.
The three men welcomed their master and told him of Hong Qicong's amazing ability and the situation that had just transpired.
Ouyang Ke was surprised. Then he nodded.
"These three brothers were ignorant and affronted seniors," he said. "They apologize."
Then he turned to Huang Rong and smiled.
"The lady is here," he said. "I am at your service."
Huang Rong turned her attention to Hong Qicong.
"Master Hong, you should take care of this bad egg," she said.
Hong Qicong nodded and said to Ouyang Ke, "How can you lawlessly herd these snakes through the country in broad daylight? You obviously intend to use these snakes for reckless acts. Who do you intend to use them on?"
"These snakes have traveled a long distance," Ouyang Ke said. "They can't feed themselves in the conventional manner."
"How many people have you hurt?" Hong Qicong said.
"We've herded the snakes though the country," Ouyang Ke said. "Not many people have gotten hurt."
Hong Qicong glared at the other man.
"Not wounded many people!" he said. "Your family name is Ouyang is it not?"
"That's correct," Ouyang Ke said. "The lady must have told you. And what is the venerable one's name?"
"This man's rank is a generation above yours," Huang Rong said. "If he told you, he'd scare you to death!"
But Ouyang Ke didn't get angry. He laughed instead and cast a sidelong glance at her.
"You are the son of Ouyang Feng, aren't you?" Hong Qicong said.
Ouyang Ke didn't respond, but the three snake herders shouted in anger, "Old man, how dare you use the given name of our master!"
"I say what others do not," Hong Qicong said with a smile.
The three snake herders continued to yell at Hong Qicong, when the beggar, who was on the ground with the doggy-beating stick, suddenly appeared in sky like a large bird. He struck down three times so quickly that the three men had no time to react. Before their bodies hit the ground, Hong Qicong had already jumped into the air again.*
"Good move!" Huang Rong said. "Why haven't you taught it to me yet, Master Hong?"
The three men could not make a sound because Hong Qicong hit them on the tiny muscle near the chin that connects to the jaw.
Startled, Ouyang Ke said to Hong Qicong, "Senior knows my uncle?"
"You are Ouyang Feng's nephew," Hong Qicong said. "It's been over 20 years since I've seen the old poison. Is he still not dead?"
Ouyang Ke grew angry, but he knew the level of Hong Qicong's wugong was very high. And since he knew his uncle, he must also be a senior figure of enormous ability.
"Uncle has often said that he would never die before any of his friends," Ouyang Ke said. "So he dares not go to heaven before you."
Hong Qicong looked skyward and laughed.
"Good! You turn my words around and insult me!" he said.
"Now, why did you bring all these treasures?" he said, indicating the snakes.
"I have spent all my life in the West," Ouyang Ke said. "This is the first time I have ventured south of the Yellow River. The journey is lonely and solitary, so I thought I'd bring these snakes for some fun."
"That's a lie," Huang Rong said. "How can your journey be lonely and solitary with so many of your wives and concubines to accompany you?"
Ouyang Ke snapped open his fan and looked over it at Huang Rong. Laughing, he recited, "My distant heart held no one within, but today I have met its princess."
Huang Rong made a funny face at Ouyang Ke and laughed.
"I don't need your compliments, just as much as I don't need you to miss me," she said.
Ouyang Ke was speechless: He was enthralled by the goddess-like Huang Rong and her pleasant expression.
"Your uncle rules the western region tyrannically, so obviously no one has disciplined you," Hong Qicong shouted. "So you've come into central China with the same idea of doing as you pleased. Well, today, I will give your uncle face and leave you alone. Get out of my sight right now."
Ouyang Ke stopped himself from spitting out hateful words. Knowing himself to be no match for Hong Qicong, he began to retreat obediently, though his heart was full of distaste.
"Junior wishes senior a new year, free of any awful misfortune," he said. "If you should have any trouble, please come to the White Camel Moutain."
Hong Qicong laughed. "Little punk, you dare challenge me to a duel? If I come, it has nothing to do with an agreement. Your uncle isn't afraid of me, and I'm not afraid of your uncle. Twenty years before yesterday, in the early morning, a group of us fought one another and found ourselves to be evenly matched. We need not fight ever again."
His face abruptly changed. "You are still here in front of me instead of being far away!" Hong Qicong shouted.
Ouyang Ke was startled again.
"I've only learned 30 percent of uncle's wugong," he thought. "This man here doesn't seem to be lying. I'll accept this loss of face for now and get back at him later."
Ouyang Ke didn't respond, and the three men, with their chins still in pain, made no sound. Casting a glance at Huang Rong, Ouyang Ke turned and walked back into the forest.
The three men then made strange noises to order the snakes, but because of the injury to their chins, their voices at their loudest only came out as a weak rasp.
Like a wave, the snakes moved back into the forest, leaving a trail of gleaming slime across the ground.
"Master Hong, do you know where these snakes come from?" Huang Rong said. "Were they raised?"
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"You three bastards!" one of them shouted. "Are you tired of living?"
"No, you must be the three bastards who are tired of living!' Huang Rong shouted back.
Hong Qicong clapped Huang Rong on the shoulders in approval.
The three men became even angrier. The sallow-cheeked, middle-aged man standing in the middle thrust the long pole at Huang Rong with a surprising amount of force.
Hong Qicong pressed the doggy-beating stick against the pole, which immediately stopped.
Startled, the man pulled on the pole with both of his hands.
Hong Qicong shook the doggy-beating stick and shouted, "Be gone!"
The man stumbled and flipped over, landing right in the middle of all the deadly snakes. He had luckily eaten a herb earlier, so the snakes were unwilling to bite him.
Shocked, the other two men took a step back. "How?" they said.
Indeed, the other man had fallen so hard that he crushed 10 snakes and felt sore all over.
One of his companions, a fair-skinned man, held out the pole to the sallow-cheeked man to support him. They were reluctant to fight again.
"Who dares to stop our snakes with that herb?" the sallow-cheeked man said.
Laughing, Hong Qicong paid no attention to them.
"Who are you to send out so many poisonous snakes to injure people?" Huang Rong replied.
The three men looked at one another, trying to figure out how to respond when another man dressed in white appeared at the edge of the forest. He walked through a narrow path between the snakes while fanning himself.
Both Guo Jing and Huang Rong recognized him as Ouyang Ke, the master of White Camel Mountain, whose presence amongst their ranks caused the snakes to disperse.
The three men welcomed their master and told him of Hong Qicong's amazing ability and the situation that had just transpired.
Ouyang Ke was surprised. Then he nodded.
"These three brothers were ignorant and affronted seniors," he said. "They apologize."
Then he turned to Huang Rong and smiled.
"The lady is here," he said. "I am at your service."
Huang Rong turned her attention to Hong Qicong.
"Master Hong, you should take care of this bad egg," she said.
Hong Qicong nodded and said to Ouyang Ke, "How can you lawlessly herd these snakes through the country in broad daylight? You obviously intend to use these snakes for reckless acts. Who do you intend to use them on?"
"These snakes have traveled a long distance," Ouyang Ke said. "They can't feed themselves in the conventional manner."
"How many people have you hurt?" Hong Qicong said.
"We've herded the snakes though the country," Ouyang Ke said. "Not many people have gotten hurt."
Hong Qicong glared at the other man.
"Not wounded many people!" he said. "Your family name is Ouyang is it not?"
"That's correct," Ouyang Ke said. "The lady must have told you. And what is the venerable one's name?"
"This man's rank is a generation above yours," Huang Rong said. "If he told you, he'd scare you to death!"
But Ouyang Ke didn't get angry. He laughed instead and cast a sidelong glance at her.
"You are the son of Ouyang Feng, aren't you?" Hong Qicong said.
Ouyang Ke didn't respond, but the three snake herders shouted in anger, "Old man, how dare you use the given name of our master!"
"I say what others do not," Hong Qicong said with a smile.
The three snake herders continued to yell at Hong Qicong, when the beggar, who was on the ground with the doggy-beating stick, suddenly appeared in sky like a large bird. He struck down three times so quickly that the three men had no time to react. Before their bodies hit the ground, Hong Qicong had already jumped into the air again.*
"Good move!" Huang Rong said. "Why haven't you taught it to me yet, Master Hong?"
The three men could not make a sound because Hong Qicong hit them on the tiny muscle near the chin that connects to the jaw.
Startled, Ouyang Ke said to Hong Qicong, "Senior knows my uncle?"
"You are Ouyang Feng's nephew," Hong Qicong said. "It's been over 20 years since I've seen the old poison. Is he still not dead?"
Ouyang Ke grew angry, but he knew the level of Hong Qicong's wugong was very high. And since he knew his uncle, he must also be a senior figure of enormous ability.
"Uncle has often said that he would never die before any of his friends," Ouyang Ke said. "So he dares not go to heaven before you."
Hong Qicong looked skyward and laughed.
"Good! You turn my words around and insult me!" he said.
"Now, why did you bring all these treasures?" he said, indicating the snakes.
"I have spent all my life in the West," Ouyang Ke said. "This is the first time I have ventured south of the Yellow River. The journey is lonely and solitary, so I thought I'd bring these snakes for some fun."
"That's a lie," Huang Rong said. "How can your journey be lonely and solitary with so many of your wives and concubines to accompany you?"
Ouyang Ke snapped open his fan and looked over it at Huang Rong. Laughing, he recited, "My distant heart held no one within, but today I have met its princess."
Huang Rong made a funny face at Ouyang Ke and laughed.
"I don't need your compliments, just as much as I don't need you to miss me," she said.
Ouyang Ke was speechless: He was enthralled by the goddess-like Huang Rong and her pleasant expression.
"Your uncle rules the western region tyrannically, so obviously no one has disciplined you," Hong Qicong shouted. "So you've come into central China with the same idea of doing as you pleased. Well, today, I will give your uncle face and leave you alone. Get out of my sight right now."
Ouyang Ke stopped himself from spitting out hateful words. Knowing himself to be no match for Hong Qicong, he began to retreat obediently, though his heart was full of distaste.
"Junior wishes senior a new year, free of any awful misfortune," he said. "If you should have any trouble, please come to the White Camel Moutain."
Hong Qicong laughed. "Little punk, you dare challenge me to a duel? If I come, it has nothing to do with an agreement. Your uncle isn't afraid of me, and I'm not afraid of your uncle. Twenty years before yesterday, in the early morning, a group of us fought one another and found ourselves to be evenly matched. We need not fight ever again."
His face abruptly changed. "You are still here in front of me instead of being far away!" Hong Qicong shouted.
Ouyang Ke was startled again.
"I've only learned 30 percent of uncle's wugong," he thought. "This man here doesn't seem to be lying. I'll accept this loss of face for now and get back at him later."
Ouyang Ke didn't respond, and the three men, with their chins still in pain, made no sound. Casting a glance at Huang Rong, Ouyang Ke turned and walked back into the forest.
The three men then made strange noises to order the snakes, but because of the injury to their chins, their voices at their loudest only came out as a weak rasp.
Like a wave, the snakes moved back into the forest, leaving a trail of gleaming slime across the ground.
"Master Hong, do you know where these snakes come from?" Huang Rong said. "Were they raised?"
"You three bastards!" one of them shouted. "Are you tired of living?""No, you must be the three bastards who are tired of living!' Huang Rong shouted back.Hong Qicong clapped Huang Rong on the shoulders in approval.The three men became even angrier. The sallow-cheeked, middle-aged man standing in the middle thrust the long pole at Huang Rong with a surprising amount of force.Hong Qicong pressed the doggy-beating stick against the pole, which immediately stopped.Startled, the man pulled on the pole with both of his hands.Hong Qicong shook the doggy-beating stick and shouted, "Be gone!"The man stumbled and flipped over, landing right in the middle of all the deadly snakes. He had luckily eaten a herb earlier, so the snakes were unwilling to bite him.Shocked, the other two men took a step back. "How?" they said.Indeed, the other man had fallen so hard that he crushed 10 snakes and felt sore all over.One of his companions, a fair-skinned man, held out the pole to the sallow-cheeked man to support him. They were reluctant to fight again."Who dares to stop our snakes with that herb?" the sallow-cheeked man said.Laughing, Hong Qicong paid no attention to them."Who are you to send out so many poisonous snakes to injure people?" Huang Rong replied.The three men looked at one another, trying to figure out how to respond when another man dressed in white appeared at the edge of the forest. He walked through a narrow path between the snakes while fanning himself.Both Guo Jing and Huang Rong recognized him as Ouyang Ke, the master of White Camel Mountain, whose presence amongst their ranks caused the snakes to disperse.The three men welcomed their master and told him of Hong Qicong's amazing ability and the situation that had just transpired.Ouyang Ke was surprised. Then he nodded."These three brothers were ignorant and affronted seniors," he said. "They apologize."Then he turned to Huang Rong and smiled."The lady is here," he said. "I am at your service."Huang Rong turned her attention to Hong Qicong."Master Hong, you should take care of this bad egg," she said.Hong Qicong nodded and said to Ouyang Ke, "How can you lawlessly herd these snakes through the country in broad daylight? You obviously intend to use these snakes for reckless acts. Who do you intend to use them on?""These snakes have traveled a long distance," Ouyang Ke said. "They can't feed themselves in the conventional manner.""How many people have you hurt?" Hong Qicong said."We've herded the snakes though the country," Ouyang Ke said. "Not many people have gotten hurt."Hong Qicong glared at the other man."Not wounded many people!" he said. "Your family name is Ouyang is it not?""That's correct," Ouyang Ke said. "The lady must have told you. And what is the venerable one's name?""This man's rank is a generation above yours," Huang Rong said. "If he told you, he'd scare you to death!"But Ouyang Ke didn't get angry. He laughed instead and cast a sidelong glance at her."You are the son of Ouyang Feng, aren't you?" Hong Qicong said.Ouyang Ke didn't respond, but the three snake herders shouted in anger, "Old man, how dare you use the given name of our master!""I say what others do not," Hong Qicong said with a smile.The three snake herders continued to yell at Hong Qicong, when the beggar, who was on the ground with the doggy-beating stick, suddenly appeared in sky like a large bird. He struck down three times so quickly that the three men had no time to react. Before their bodies hit the ground, Hong Qicong had already jumped into the air again.*"Good move!" Huang Rong said. "Why haven't you taught it to me yet, Master Hong?"The three men could not make a sound because Hong Qicong hit them on the tiny muscle near the chin that connects to the jaw.Startled, Ouyang Ke said to Hong Qicong, "Senior knows my uncle?""You are Ouyang Feng's nephew," Hong Qicong said. "It's been over 20 years since I've seen the old poison. Is he still not dead?"Ouyang Ke grew angry, but he knew the level of Hong Qicong's wugong was very high. And since he knew his uncle, he must also be a senior figure of enormous ability."Uncle has often said that he would never die before any of his friends," Ouyang Ke said. "So he dares not go to heaven before you."Hong Qicong looked skyward and laughed."Good! You turn my words around and insult me!" he said."Now, why did you bring all these treasures?" he said, indicating the snakes."I have spent all my life in the West," Ouyang Ke said. "This is the first time I have ventured south of the Yellow River. The journey is lonely and solitary, so I thought I'd bring these snakes for some fun.""That's a lie," Huang Rong said. "How can your journey be lonely and solitary with so many of your wives and concubines to accompany you?"Ouyang Ke snapped open his fan and looked over it at Huang Rong. Laughing, he recited, "My distant heart held no one within, but today I have met its princess."Huang Rong made a funny face at Ouyang Ke and laughed."I don't need your compliments, just as much as I don't need you to miss me," she said.Ouyang Ke was speechless: He was enthralled by the goddess-like Huang Rong and her pleasant expression."Your uncle rules the western region tyrannically, so obviously no one has disciplined you," Hong Qicong shouted. "So you've come into central China with the same idea of doing as you pleased. Well, today, I will give your uncle face and leave you alone. Get out of my sight right now."Ouyang Ke stopped himself from spitting out hateful words. Knowing himself to be no match for Hong Qicong, he began to retreat obediently, though his heart was full of distaste."Junior wishes senior a new year, free of any awful misfortune," he said. "If you should have any trouble, please come to the White Camel Moutain."Hong Qicong laughed. "Little punk, you dare challenge me to a duel? If I come, it has nothing to do with an agreement. Your uncle isn't afraid of me, and I'm not afraid of your uncle. Twenty years before yesterday, in the early morning, a group of us fought one another and found ourselves to be evenly matched. We need not fight ever again."His face abruptly changed. "You are still here in front of me instead of being far away!" Hong Qicong shouted.Ouyang Ke was startled again."I've only learned 30 percent of uncle's wugong," he thought. "This man here doesn't seem to be lying. I'll accept this loss of face for now and get back at him later."Ouyang Ke didn't respond, and the three men, with their chins still in pain, made no sound. Casting a glance at Huang Rong, Ouyang Ke turned and walked back into the forest.The three men then made strange noises to order the snakes, but because of the injury to their chins, their voices at their loudest only came out as a weak rasp.Like a wave, the snakes moved back into the forest, leaving a trail of gleaming slime across the ground."Master Hong, do you know where these snakes come from?" Huang Rong said. "Were they raised?"
