Chapter - 3 Thinking of the Unforgettable Man Far Away (3) (1/2)

But another seven, eight monks came towards them. Guo Xiang saw that they were surrounded and raised her elegant eyebrows and said to Jueyuan and Zhang, ”The both of you are so fussy, you lack a hero spirit! Do you want to leave now?” Zhang Junbao said, ”Master, Miss Guo has only good intentions…”

At this point four monks came up the slope, although they didn't carry weapons but judging their body posture they were experts.

Guo Xiang knew that using force would be futile so she just stood still and waited to see what would happen.

The first monk walked up and spoke to Guo Xiang, ”The elder of the Luohan Hall ordered that the intruder was to lay down her weapon and was to be taken to the YiWei pavilion for questioning.”

Guo Xiang scoffed, ”The monks of Shaolin have mastered the air of government officials. All of you speak a bureaucratic tone! I'm wondering whether you're officials to the Song emperor or officials to the Mongolian emperor?”

At this time, the entire northern territories of China were in hands of the Mongolians, the Shaolin monastery fell under Mongolian jurisdiction. However, the Mongolians were busy deploying their troops so they had no time to control any temples, monasteries. Everything in Shaolin remained the same.

The monk felt embarrassed by Guo Xiang's remarks and his face turned red and he felt that giving orders to outsiders was not very appropriate. He put his palms together and said, ”May I inquire what business you have here, Benefactress. Would you please lay down your weapon and go to the YiWei pavilion where tea will be served and we have some questions we would like to ask.”

Guo Xiang heard his tone became a bit more friendly and thought this would be a good chance to stop and said, ”I don't care if you let me enter or not. It's not like Shaolin has any treasure and I'm not willing to benefit from it.” She turns to Zhang Junbao and quietly asked, ”Are coming or not?” Zhang Junbao shook his head and looked at his teacher saying his place is here. Guo Xiang loudly said, ”Alright then, I will not interfere. I'm off,” and started walking down the slope. The first monk moved away but two other monks blocked her. And said, ”Lay down you sword!” Guo Xiang raised her eyebrows and put her hand on the hilt. The first monk explained, ”We don't want to keep your weapon, we will return it when you leave Mount Shaoshi. This is our rule, please forgive us.”

Guo Xiang heard his tone was polite and thought, ”If I don't leave my sword, there is bound to be a fight and alone I'm no match for these monks. But if I leave my sword, I will disgrace my parents, brother Yang, sister Long and my grandfather.”

She was still thinking, and suddenly a figure appeared in front of her and shouted, ”You come here with a weapon, injured two of our disciples. What's the meaning of this?” And he formed a claw and grabbed Guo Xiang' sword. If this monk didn't use force, Guo Xiang would surely hand over her sword after some consideration. She isn't like her elder sister Guo Fu. Although she is straightforward, she is not rash. Seeing this disadvantage, she would have complied and discussed this matter with her parents and Huang YaoShi and come back for an explanation. But now this monk used force, how can she watch her sword being grabbed away?

The monk's grip was firm and he held on to the scabbard. He wanted to quickly disarm her. Because it would not be proper for a monk to be pulling and pushing with a pretty young girl. Guo Xiang couldn't hold on to the scabbard and pulled out her sword. The monk used his right hand to seize the scabbard but his two fingers on his left hand were cut off.