Chapter - 218 Scriptures of the (10) (1/2)

”Huang Yaoshi had punctured his ears. You can ask him to open his mouth wide and take a look,” Zhou Botong chuckled.

Guo Jing made a signal, asking that servant to open his mouth. Guo Jing was startled and scared; that servant's tongue had been cut in half.

”The servants of Peach Blossom Island are just like that,” Zhou Botong said. ”You have come here; if you don't die, you will end up like them.”

Guo Jing heard what he said; he was silent for a long time. ”How could Rong'er's father be so cruel?” he thought.

”That Old Heretic Huang tortures me every night,” Zhou Botong continued, ”I don't want to admit defeat to him. Last night I was almost fallen in his hand; if not for you, little brother, my more than 10 years effort of resisting him might crumble in one evening. Come little brother, here we have wine and food. Today we will take an oath to be sworn brothers; in the future we will share fortune and bear difficult times together. That year when Wang Chongyang and I became sworn brothers he also refused in every way … Why? Do you really not know? My sworn brother Wang Chongyang's martial art was much higher than mine; that was why he was not willing to swear brotherhood with me. Is your martial art also much higher than mine? I don't think so.”

”Junior's martial art is way below yours,” Guo Jing answered. ”I don't deserve to swear brotherhood with you.”

”If you say to swear brotherhood have to have the same level of martial art, then I have to swear brotherhood with Old Heretic Huang, or Old Poison,” Zhou Botong said. ”I only like to fight with them! That's ridiculous! Do you want me to swear brotherhood with this deaf and mute fellow?” He pointed to that old servant; jumped up and down in a fit of rage.

Guo Jing saw his face was red, he quickly said, ”Disciple and Senior differ by two generations. If I follow Senior's direction, people will laugh at us and ridicule me. If later on I meet Priest Ma and Priest Qiu; how could I not be ashamed?”

”You have these many considerations. You certainly don't want to swear brotherhood with me because I am too old. Boo hoo hoo …” Zhou Botong covered his face and cried, randomly pulling his beard.

Guo Jing nervously waved his hands, ”Disciple will do whatever Senior instructed.”

Zhou Botong cried even harder. ”You said that because of my coercion, you reluctantly agreed; that doesn't count. When someone asks in the future, you will say that it was entirely my fault. I know you are not willing to call me your sworn brother.”

Guo Jing was secretly amused. How could such an old man not act his age? He saw him taking up a dish and tossed it outside, did not want to eat anymore. The old servant promptly picked it up; he didn't know what was going on and he was terrified.

Guo Jing had no choice; suppressing his laugh he said, ”Since Elder Brother had shown kindness, how could Little Brother not accept? Let us use the earth in place of incense; we become sworn brothers.”

Zhou Botong smiled through his tears. ”I have sworn to Old Heretic Huang that as long as I cannot defeat him, I will never leave this hole except for bowel movement or urinating. I kowtow inside, you kowtow outside,” he said.

”If you fight Master Huang all your life, then you will live in this hole all your life?” Guo Jing thought; but he did not say anything; simply knelt down on the ground.

Zhou Botong knelt alongside; with a clear voice he said, ”Today the Old Urchin Zhou Botong and Guo Jing are tying a brotherhood [lit. 'jin lan' – golden orchid]. We will share good fortune together and will face difficulty together. If I break this oath, may my martial art perish that I can't even fight a puppy or a kitten.”

Guo Jing heard he called himself 'Old Urchin', and his oath was sort of peculiar; he could not restrain his smile. Zhou Botong stared at him. ”What are you smiling at? Quickly say your oath.” Guo Jing quickly recited his oath; then two people poured down the wine on the ground. Guo Jing then paid his respect to his elder brother.