HEAVEN SWORD DRAGON SABRE Book 2 of 2

Ignorant Grievance, Vain Anxiety, Conceited Desire Part 3

Zhao Min coldly said, "Did you kill Mo Qixia? Why do your four martial uncles insist it was you? Did I kill Yin Li? Why do you insist it was me? Don't tell me you have the right to treat others unjustly and won't allow others to do the same to you?"

These words were like a thunder in a broad daylight, shaking Zhang Wuji's eardrums and straight into his heart. At this moment he realized, based on his personal experience that human affairs are often difficult to judge. Deep in his heart, he knew he was a victim of an ignorant grievance; he thought, "Could it be that Miss Zhao, she ... she ... is also going through the same thing that I do? Is she being wronged by others?"

"The acupoints you sealed on your four martial uncles; can they unseal them?" Zhao Min asked.

Zhang Wuji shook his head, "I was using the strange technique from the Sheng Huo Ling; Shibo and Shishu will not be able to unseal the acupoints themselves. But after 24 hours, the sealed acupoints will loosen themselves."

"Hmm," Zhao Min said, "In that case, let us take them to the cave before we leave. You cannot see them again before the real criminal is found."

"There are some wild beasts in that cave," Zhang Wuji said, "They will be ripped badly just like the roebuck and Mo Qishu's body."

Zhao Min sighed, "I can see that you are muddle-headed and cannot think straight. If one of them can move his upper body, and he has a sword in his hand, what wild beast can bother them?"

Zhang Wuji could only say, "That's right, that's right." Immediately he carried the Four Heroes of Wudang and set them behind a big rock to shelter them from the wind and the snow. The Four Heroes continuously shot abusive words at him. Zhang Wuji could only keep his mouth shut with tears on his eyes.

Zhao Min said, "The four of you are the Wulin experts, but are completely ignorant. If Mo Qixia was killed by Zhang Wuji, at this time he only needs to pick up a sword and kill you all to shut your mouths; how difficult is that? If he has the heart to kill Mo Qixia, do you think he will not have a heart to harm you, four people? If you keep shouting malicious talks, I, Zhao Min, will give each of you a slap in your face. I am a treacherous wicked witch; I am capable of doing what I say. At the Wan An Temple, it was because I looked at Zhang Gongzi's face that I treated you with respect. I cut the fingers of the experts from Shaolin, Kunlun, Emei, Huashan, and Kongtong, five Sects; but have I ever shown even half of disrespect toward the heroes of Wudang?"

Song Yuanqiao and the others looked at each other. They still believed Zhang Wuji killed Mo Shenggu, but they were afraid Zhao Min would really slap them. Real men could be killed but could not be disgraced; if this little witch did indeed give them a slap in their faces, they would suffer the disgrace for the rest of their lives. Hence, they shut their mouths immediately.

Zhao Min smiled faintly and said to Zhang Wuji, "Go get our mounts to take them to the cave."

Zhang Wuji hesitated before answering, "I can carry them."

Something clicked in Zhao Min's mind; she knew what he was thinking. With a cold laugh she said, "Even if your martial art skill is higher, do you think you can carry four people simultaneously? You are afraid as soon as you are away, I would harm your four martial uncles. You have never believed me. Fine, I'll go get the horses; you stay here to guard them."

Zhang Wuji blushed as what she said was right on target, but he really did not dare to leave the fate of his four martial uncles' lives in the hands of this temperamental, unpredictable girl. He simply said, "I'll be obliged if you'll go get the animals. I will stay here to guard the four martial uncles. How is your injury? Are you sure you can walk without any problem?"