Chapter - 399 Both Sabre And Sword Became Missing And the Person Turned Fugitive (17)

Zhang Wuji was so angry that his body, from head to toe, shook. So far he was still a virgin, yet from Emei Pai's Miejue Shitai down to these people, for countless times he was cursed as a 'pervert little thief'. He truly suffered injustice and had nowhere to appeal. As for 'Zhao Min lost her chastity to him, the wood has become the boat' and so on, he wondered where did those things come from? Thinking to this point he was suddenly startled, "Miss Zhao and I are in each other arms here, they absolutely must not find out; otherwise they will have a confirmation of their slandering."

He heard Chuan Gong Zhanglao continue, "Emei Pai's Miss Zhou Zhiruo has fallen into this pervert thief's hand, whether or not she can protect her chastity, is difficult to say. Song Xiongdi, please don't worry, we will certainly help you recapture your beloved wife; we cannot let the matter of Ji Xiaofu be repeated today."

"What Dage [big brother] said was very true," Zhi Fa Zhanglao said, "Wudang Pai failed to take Yin Liting under their wings in the past, they are not able to shelter Song Qingshu today. Song Xiongdi invests his life in our Clan; if we fail to protect his interest by helping him accomplish his cherished desire, as the Wudang Pai's future Sect Leader, won't his agreement to become a six-pouch disciple of our Clan be in vain?" The crowd of beggars loudly responded, they all said an oath to kill the pervert thief Zhang Wuji and take Song Qingshu's wife back.

Zhao Min put his mouth next to Zhang Wuji's ears and whispered, "You are a pervert little thief who deserves to die!" She sounded as if she was angered by them, but also mad at him; as if she was complaining and admiring him at the same time, yet her voice also carried a flirtatious tone. Listening to her, Zhang Wuji's heart was swayed; all of a sudden he was having mixed feelings. He thought in agony, "If only she wasn't this cruel and treacherous, and did not kill my cousin, I would be happy to be with her for the rest of my life; I wouldn't have anything to worry."

He heard Song Qingshu vaguely express his gratitude to the crowd of beggars. Zhi Fa Zhanglao asked again, "How did that pervert little thief charm the Tartar Junzhu? Do you know?"

"As an outsider I don't know the details," Song Qingshu replied, "I know that that little witch led the imperial warriors to the Wudang Mountain to capture my Tai Shifu [grand master], but when she saw that pervert thief's face, she quickly withdrew without a fuss, and the great calamity facing Wudang Pai was thwarted. About twenty years ago my San Shishu [third martial (younger) uncle] Yu Daiyan's limbs were broken by some people, and that little witch presented some medicine to that pervert thief, thus the broken bones were healed."

"That is so," Zhi Fa Zhanglo said, "The Wudang Pai was actually a thorn in the imperial government's eyes, if that Tartar Junzhu was not captivated by the deceitful lust and has forgotten her natural disposition, she would not have presented the medicine as a gift to help the enemy. That being said, although this pervert little thief's conduct was despicable, he still have some good feelings toward Tai Shifu and your various martial uncles."

"Mmm," Song Qingshu said, "I prefer to think that he has not forgotten his roots."

Chen Youliang said, "Reporting to Bangzhu: After listening to Song Xiongdi's explanation, I have an idea which will make that pervert little thief, along with the Devil Cult, from top to bottom, to meekly obey our Clan's order."

Shi Huolong happily said, "Chen Xiongdi unexpectedly thought an ingenious plan, please explain it quickly."

"There are too many eyes and ears in here," Chen Youliang said, "Even though we are all brothers, I am still afraid someone might leak the secret."

The murmurs in the main hall immediately stopped; some footsteps were heard, about a dozen or so people went out the hall, leaving only several highest-level leaders of the Beggar Clan.

"This matter is to be treated with the highest confidence," Chen Youliang said, "Song Xiongdi, both Longtou Dage, let us search around this place to make sure nobody is eavesdropping."

A couple of rustling noise was heard as Zhang Bang Longtou and Zhang Bo Longtou were jumping onto the roof, while Chen Youliang and Song Qingshu went inspecting around the hall. They looked behind the idol, behind the curtain, behind the inscribed overhead board, everywhere. Zhang Wuji secretly praised Zhao Min's resourcefulness, as other than this big drum, there was no other hiding place in the main hall. Four people finished their inspection and returned to the hall.

In a low voice Chen Youliang said, "This matter is highly dependent on Song Xiongdi."

"Me?" Song Qingshu asked in amazement.

"That's right," Chen Youliang said, "Zhang Bo Longtou Dage, please give some 'wu du shi xin san' [five-poison losing conscience powder] and have Song Xiongdi take it to Mount Wudang, let him secretly put it into Zhang Zhenren [a respectful term to address a Taoist priest] and various Wudang heroes' food and drink. We are going to wait at the foot of the mountain. If everything goes well, we are going to capture Zhang Zhenren and various Wudang heroes. Won't we then be able to coerce and disturb that pervert little thief Zhang Wuji so that he obeys our Clan?"

Shi Huolong was first to applaud and called out, "Marvelous, marvelous!"

Zhi Fa Zhanglao also said, "This plan is not bad. Our Clan's 'wu du shi xin san' is very fierce, but if we want to put the poison on Zhang Wuji's food and drink, I am afraid the Devil Cult guard on him is too tight, so it is very unlikely for us to succeed. Song Xiongdi is a Wudang disciple, so if we want to capture Wudang people, it will be like guarding against the thief who is already in the house, truly inconspicuous, a very cunning strategy, it will be very easy."

"This … this …" Song Qingshu haltingly said, "It means I will have to poison my own father, absolutely impossible."

Chen Youliang said, "Our Clan's 'wu du shi xin san' is very effective to lose someone's consciousness, but it is totally harmless to the body. Your honorable father, Song Daxia [great hero Song] is a righteous hero, we respect him very much, we certainly will not harm a single strand of his hair."

Song Qingshu was still unwilling to comply, he said, "I join our Clan without asking Tai Shifu and my father's permission first. When they find out in the future, they will certainly hold me accountable; I don't know what the best way to explain this to them would be. However, our Clan has always taken the path of chivalry, no different than Wudang Pai's objective, thus this is not considered a capital crime. But if I am asked to do this unfilial thing, defying my elders, I do not dare to accept."

"Xiongdi," Chen Youliang said, "You have not given this a careful thought. In order to accomplish a great undertaking, we should not be bothered by trivial matters. The people of old sacrificed their loved ones for the sake of great justice, it happened many times in history; let alone our objective is to deal with the Devil Cult. Capturing the various Wudang heroes is nothing more than a way to gain control over that pervert little thief Zhang Wuji. When the Six Major Sects besieged the Devil Cult, didn't Wudang Pai also come in full force?"

"If I do this," Song Qingshu said, "First, my conscience is uneasy. Second, tens of thousands Jianghu people will spit in contempt over me; how can I still have a face to stand on the earth?"