Chapter - 512 Secret Manual And Military Treatise are Hidden Within (5) (1/2)
The crowd of heroes broke into soft murmurs. This Taixu Zi was not very well known in the Jianghu, yet his martial art skill was actually superb. However, what was harder to come by was his broadmindedness; his ability to rebuke himself.
After he left, it seemed like no one else would come out to make things difficult for Xie Xun. To everybody's surprise, while they were still talking among themselves, a middle-aged nun stepped out from among the Emei Pai's crowd. She walked toward Xie Xun and said, ”To avenge my husband's murder, I also will resolve it by spitting on you!” As soon as she said that, she opened her mouth and spat toward Xie Xun's forehead. Who would have thought that this spittle carried a strong gust of wind? Turned out it was not spittle, but a date stone steel nail.
Xie Xun heard the difference in the sound of the wind. He smiled bitterly, but did not evade at all. He thought, ”If I die right now, it can be considered already too late.”
Suddenly a yellow shadow flashed by. The lady in yellow dashed forward. Her sleeve swished, and the date stone nail was rolled inside the sleeve. ”How must we address Shitai by your Buddhist title?” she asked sternly.
As the nun saw her attack fail, a slightly frightened expression appeared on her face. ”I am called Jing Zhao [lit. still/calm/quiet illumination],” she said.
”Hmm, Jing Zhao, Jing Zhao …” the lady in yellow said, ”Before you left home to become a nun, what was your husband's name? How did he die under Xie Daxia's hands?”
Jing Zhao angrily said, ”What does it have to do with you? Why do you meddle in other people's business?”
The lady in yellow replied, ”Xie Daxia repents from his former sins. If anybody wanted to avenge his father, brother, martial family or friends, even if he is cut into thousand pieces, Xie Daxia would accept his fate willingly; other people have no right to interfere. But if there are people with malicious intention, trying to fish in the muddled water, trying to kill him to shut his mouth, then it becomes everybody's business.”
Jing Zhao said, ”Between Xie Xun and I, there are no grudges and no enmity; why would I want to kill him to shut his …” The last word 'mouth' had not come out of her mouth when she suddenly realized she had blundered. She stopped abruptly. Her face turned deathly pale; and she could not help but cast a glance toward Zhou Zhiruo.
”That's right,” the lady in yellow said, ”You have no grudges and no enmity with Xie Daxia, then why did you want to kill him to shut his mouth? Humph, among the twelve Emei Pai's 'Jing' generation nuns, Jing Xuan, Jing Xu, Jing Kong, Jing Hui, Jing Jia, and Jing Zhao, are all virgins when they left home. Where did the husband come from?”
Without saying anything, Jing Zhao turned around and walked away.
”Do you think it's this easy to walk away just like that?” the lady in yellow barked.
Rushing two steps forward, her palm reached out to grab her shoulder. Jing Zhao turned her shoulder to evade. The lady in yellow's right index finger pierced toward her waist, followed by a kick to hit the 'huan tiao xue' ['hop the loop' acupoint] on her thigh. Jing Zhao grunted and fell down to the ground.
”Miss Zhou,” in a cold voice the lady in yellow said, ”This ploy of killing someone to shut his mouth is very cruel.”
In the same cold voice Zhou Zhiruo replied, ”Jing Zhao Shijie is seeking revenge against Xie Xun. What 'killing someone to shut his mouth'?” Waving her left hand she said, ”There are countless disciples from prestigious upright sects in here who fail to distinguish the just from the evil, willingly associate themselves with unorthodox demonic sects. It's not worthwhile for Emei Pai to be involved with the murky water. Let's go.”
The Emei Pai crowd responded together and stood up immediately. Two female disciples helped Jing Zhao. The lady in yellow did not stop them. Zhou Zhiruo led her fellow disciples going down the peak.