748 Corridor (1/2)
Han Fen was very thoughtful. She was worried that the mediocre food and water might go bad in a month, so she had come up with a supposedly good method to spare her prisoners from some needless worry and fatigue.
”There are ten sheep here. This large pile of grass should suffice. I know that the Dragon King has a dagger on him, so just kill one of the sheep every few days; you can eat their meat, drink their blood, and refuel the lamp with their fat – be sparing with them though, since I didn't expect that there would be so many of you.”
They were thrown into a long corridor about a hundred steps in length and seven to eight feet in width, with ten or so oil lamps lining the walls. At the end of the corridor, there was a bale of hay that had a half-green, half-yellow color, and ten sheep were duly chewing on it, unaware of their predestined fate.
Sitting face to face, the four people were transfixed by Han Fen's plan. After recovering from the shock, Old Man Mu, Lu Mian and Deng Yuanlei were hesitant to believe her words, and only Gu Shenwei knew that Han Fen was serious.
Old Man Mu had met a lot of Waning Moon Hall disciples and he knew that Han Fen was different from the others, but he didn't know how different, so he asked, ”You're kidding, right?”
”I'm not.” Han Fen shook her head and explained, ”If I were kidding, I'd usually say something like, uhmm. Here's a joke – once upon a time, there was a corpse…”
”Okay, okay, I get it,” Old Man Mu believed her now. ”Eating meat and drinking blood. I can live with that. But what about the other stuff? How are we supposed to kill the sheep when we barely have the strength to eat grass?”
”You're under the influence of two knockout power. While the Indra Fragrance can't be naturally detoxified, the paralytic powder's effects will wear off in a few hours. You'll be as strong as a normal person and killing a sheep shouldn't be a problem then.”
”I don't want to be normal!” Old Man Mu cried, but he also knew that this kind of protest wouldn't help. ”And what about relieving ourselves? Is there an extra room?”
”There're plenty of rooms here, but they're all locked up securely and can't be opened. Even if they could be, don't, as there're ghosts in there…” Han Fen lowered her voice, and pointed out with her arms at the two ends of the long corridor. ”The sheep shit there, and you can shit here. See, I have it all figured out.”
This was all because of the Dragon King. If her prisoner were someone else, Han Fen might not have been so ”thoughtful.” Gu Shenwei had no idea whether he should be thankful or not. ”Han Fen, the next time you end up in my hands, I'll repay this favor double.”
Han Fen smiled so broadly her eyes squinted, and the lamp on her head tottered. ”Don't worry about it. It's nothing.”
With an exit close to the hay, Han Fen left, leaving the four people eying one other alone in hostility.
Old Man Mu didn't think that much of their situation, and there was only one thing that concerned him. ”Han Fen was such a foolish girl. Now we know the positions of both exits, we can leave once we recover, right?”
Deng Yuanlei discovered that they still had an advantage, so he responded with two laughs and said, ”In a short while, Sect Leader Lu and I will be leaving. But you guys, unfortunately, will still be prisoners. Because right up there is the camp of the Qingcheng Sect, so neither of you are going anywhere.”
Out of the corner of his eye, Old Man Mu glanced at his ally and commented, ”Dragon King, this kid said that we're still going to stay here as prisoners. You agree with him?”
Gu Shenwei had been staring at Lu Mian who was in front of him this whole time. The efficacy of the antidote made by Doctor Sun was very slow, and he had only recovered a small portion of his internal energy. He believed that the recovering speed would speed up once the effects of the paralytic powder wore off. ”I'm afraid not. But the Qingcheng Sect can keep the sheep.”
”Haha, you're so generous, Dragon King. You guys, hurry up and kowtow to show your gratitude.”
Deng Yuanlei snorted. ”Enough with this nonsense! It's almost noon. The Dragon King won't be able to make it to the kung fu competition. Aren't you worried?”
”Why should he be?” Old Man Mu couldn't kill anyone at the moment, so bickering was the only source of fun left for him. He naturally wouldn't give up any chance to do so, not to mention that bickering could actually buy them some time at the moment. ”There are thousands of kung fu experts among the Dragon King's troops, and any one of them is capable of kicking the Qingcheng Sect's ass until they kowtow and beg for their lives. Oh, right, Dragon King, don't we still need some servants to clean up the toilets? The Qingcheng Sect has dozens of people and they would fit that role quite well. Haha, maybe you should change your name from Qingcheng Sect to Shit-Cleaner Sect… Eek, how can you stand up?”
Lu Mian had stood up. Although he was leaning against the wall and appeared quite feeble, his mobility had clearly recovered.
”Amazing! Sect Leader!” Deng Yuanlei praised in extreme excitement. ”All that Indra Fragrance and paralytic powder, they are nothing to our Sect Leader. Now you can see the true strength of our Qingcheng Se — ”
”Shut up!” Lu Mian reprimanded in a low voice, his left hand pushed against the wall. For all these years, he had cultivated both external and internal kung fu skills simultaneously, which made his constitution much more robust than others', so he had recovered from the paralysis in advance, but his internal energy still hadn't returned.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.
He also had a dagger. ”Dragon King, it's about time we begin our kung fu competition. Let's do it.”
Old Man Mu was startled, and in a hurry he cried out, ”No, it's not fair! Where are the rules? Where are the morals? You're the Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Sect, so stop acting like a vulture.”
”Heh, only when the Dragon King is defeated and the Khan's head is retrieved will I be the true Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Sect.”
”No, you can still be counted as a hero, right? The Dragon King is in such a bad condition, you'd be no hero by defeating him now.”
Deng Yuanlei was overjoyed, and he reprimanded, ”Since when did you want to be a hero, Old Man Mu? I've heard a lot of your 'heroic' deeds. Even killing you ten times wouldn't be enough to redeem your sins.”
”It's not me but the Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Sect who wants to be a hero, right?”
”Killing monsters and devils is exactly what a hero should do,” Lu Mian replied in a grave tone, shuffling slowly towards the Dragon King.
”Bravo!” Deng Yuanlei's voice sounded a little feeble, yet this cry still echoed through the walls. ”Old Man Mu and the Dragon King, an old devil and a young devil, are both going to be executed by the Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Sect on this day. Afterwards, the news will spread throughout the whole martial arts world, and everybody will show their admiration!”
Lu Mian had a cold expression, but he didn't stop Deng Yuanlei's flattering. On the contrary, he felt that it was helping him recover his strength faster.
”I won't kill you two.” As he stood before the Dragon King, Lu Mian's body stopped shaking. ”But I will cut the tendons of your legs and arms. And then I'll decide whether you should be killed or not after you hand over Khan's head.”
”You think I'm going to yield?” Gu Shenwei asked calmly, trying hard to gather as much internal energy as he could.
”I'm not sure. Most people tend to change their attitudes when the state of their bodies change from normal to extreme pain, and I'd like to see how you react, Dragon King.”
”Try it on him first, and maybe I'll change my attitude sooner,” Gu Shenwei said.
”Ah? Dragon King, I don't have that much flesh left on my bones…”
Deng Yuanlei burst into laughter. ”Old Man Mu, you're the Dragon King's inferior, and you should volunteer to take the penalty for your king. How could you try to evade it? You evildoers.”