The situation in the village these days is not optimistic, and everyone's opinions are very different. He Meisheng can't stand it any longer. She wanted to go to Peng Zexin to talk about a solution to the matter.
She went to his room, and the door was guarded by a servant to prevent anyone from entering.
"Go and report, and tell Miss He to look for her."
"Miss He, please come back. Our village master has given orders today that no one will be seen, including you." These words sounded a bit harsh.
She asked the village owner when he would see the guests. The boy said he had no comment. This is really different from the usual Peng Zexin.
Han Ningyuan was hanging from a tree with his hands tied, and the whip was whipped at him again and again. Blood gurgled out through his clothes, his lips turned white and he was dying.
He Meisheng, who wanted to see Peng Zexin but failed, turned back in frustration and heard screams and insults from a distance on the road.
After getting closer, I realized that the person tied to the tree was Han Ningyuan. There were three people standing under the tree raising their whips.
"What did she do?"
"This kid dares to steal the third master's belongings."
"That's my jade pendant." He lowered his head and had no strength to raise his eyes. He tried his best to say these six words. This courage was given to her by He Meisheng, and he could tell that it was her voice.
"Whose jade pendant is it?" she said sharply.
"Yellow-haired girl, you really take yourself seriously." The man laughed.
"Fifth brother, in the past, we only regarded her as the village master's favorite. Now she is also the manager of the village, so we still have to give her some thin noodles." The third master appeared.
"The third master is still reasonable. Please sell me a favor today and let him live. If he comes with me from now on, I will teach him well and prevent him from making you angry again." He Meisheng said.
With a wave of the third master's right hand, they loosened the rope, and Han Ningyuan immediately fell down.
He doesn't know how to do Qinggong, so he fell to death like this. As she thought about it, she jumped into the air to pick him up. Unexpectedly, the momentum of his fall was too strong. He Meisheng's center of gravity was unstable, and they both fell to the ground.
The three men pointed at them and laughed.
"My jade pendant." Han Ningyuan thanked He Meisheng and whispered to her softly.
"Third Master, can you return the jade pendant to him?"
"Return?" They laughed wildly again.
"How about you compete with our third master, and if you win, I'll pay you back."
Han Ningyuan pulled the corner of He Meisheng's clothes and whispered: "Forget it, Miss He, I don't want this jade pendant. He has the highest martial arts in Wanshan Village. You will definitely not be able to compare with him."
"What if I lose?" Although she has only been practicing martial arts for less than a few months, she truly loses if she gives up without first understanding the stakes.
"If you lose, just say a few nice words for me in front of the village leader."
"Okay." He Meisheng agreed immediately.
"May I ask where the girl is from?"
"No one has any sect."
"Okay, you can win if you take ten moves from me." In this village, there are only a handful of people who sincerely stand by Peng Zexin. He wanted to test the girl's skills through competition.
Han Ningyuan still held her lapel. Seeing how she looked at death, she felt guilty. She stepped forward and let the skirt of her clothes slip out of his hands.
The first attack caused severe pain in her abdomen.
With the second move, she fell to her knees.
In the third move, the third master asked her if she wanted to continue. The blood in her throat stuck in her throat, making her speechless and she could only nod.
With the fourth move, she spurted out a mouthful of blood. She didn't know if she could catch the fifth move.
Visions began to appear before her eyes, as if she had returned to Feng Mansion, and Feng Jiandao blamed her for not studying hard.
It's an embarrassment to the master, she thought to herself.
Han Ningyuan wanted to step forward to rescue him, but was stopped by the other two. He could only shout over and over again hoping that she would hear him. "Admit defeat, Mei Sheng, I don't want the jade pendant anymore. I just hope someone can pass by and stop this.
The Third Master looked at He Meisheng in front of him and knew that she was not very powerful. If he took the opportunity to get rid of her, he would be less troublesome. But if Peng Zexin was blamed, and if the witch Ye Wanru took action, she would be in trouble.
He was still hesitating whether to continue taking action. "you can--"
Before he finished speaking, a young man hurried over, bent down in front of him, and said, "Third Head of the House, Ye Wanru left Wanshan Village a few days ago, and the person recovering in the room is a fake."
God is really helping me. Since Ye Wanru has gone, I am still afraid that Peng Zexin is a kid, so I simply kill Ji Qi first and use the death of his beloved to boost his morale.
"You can go in peace." The fifth move was taken with the intention of killing his life.
The thought of escaping flashed through He Meisheng's mind, and she could see that this move carried a heavy murderous intent.
She has always been cautious in what she says and does, and dare not reveal too much about herself to anyone. Now, is it too stupid to risk her life for a friend's jade pendant? Thirteen or fourteen years later, if there was any unfulfilled wish, I was really unwilling to be beaten to death by a vicious thief like this.
Either run away or beg for mercy. This was how she had always responded to critical situations. Why could she not relax her body, kneel down, or beg for mercy this time?
Frustrated, she closed her eyes. No wonder Feng Jiandao didn't let her tell the public that she was his disciple. It seemed that she was afraid of losing his face.
Han Ningyuan was held by the two men and tried his best to break free, but his arms were still tightly clamped by them. I'm afraid that one more move will kill Mei Sheng. She is fighting so hard just for him.
"Who dares!" Peng Zexin swooped down from mid-air, using his right hand to stand in front of He Meisheng with his sword.
Han Ningyuan quickly went to hug He Meisheng and told him to pull him aside to prevent their fight from affecting her.
"Mei Sheng, how are you? The village leader has come to save us?"
"I'm okay, I can't die."
"Why is he here? Isn't he practicing in seclusion? What if his anger attacks his heart? Moreover, Brother Peng's skills are no match for him."
"I don't think so, look! His kung fu is very good!"
"That's great, I didn't know his skills were so profound. Just ask the village leader to get your jade pendant for you." She smiled knowingly.
Peng Zexin was fighting with the third master. The third master thought that the boy's skill would be inferior to his. Unexpectedly, after a few moves, he was at a disadvantage. The other three saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly came to help. They were all swept to the ground by Peng Zexin.
"The leader of the village is great!" Han Ningyuan clapped his hands repeatedly.
He Meisheng was very happy to see that the third leader's situation was over, and his heart dropped. But this joy did not last for a few seconds, because the wear and tear was too great, and I fainted.
When other boys in the village heard the commotion, they all came over one after another.
"You are?" Peng Zexin frowned and pointed at Han Ningyuan who was hugging He Meisheng tightly.
"Little Han Ningsheng works in the kitchen. Mei Sheng fainted and needs treatment."
"You don't need to tell me, Mei Sheng is mine, I will take care of it. Someone tied up these four thieves and took them to the cave. Don't let them escape." He took He Meisheng from Han. Ning Yuan took him away in his arms.
