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The young man answered: “Think about it, Sanye Liu of course won’t go after them, but they can come after him anytime they wish. If someone wants to harm him and Sanye can’t fight back, won’t he be a lame duck and be slaughtered?”
Uncle Wang said with smile: “Too simple, naïve! If someone is about to kill you, won’t you fight back? Besides, with the power of the Hengshan Clan and Sanye Liu’s reputation, his enemies will be lucky if he doesn’t go after them, they might even crap their pants out of joy, who has the nerve to pick a fight with him? Sanye needs not even personally get involved, the Liu Clan has many apprentices, none is to be messed with.”
The grey bearded man sitting across from Penny mumbled: “There is only better, never a best. For a strong and fast man there is always someone stronger and faster. Who can truly label himself invincible?” He murmured in a low voice, the two people behind did not hear him.
Uncle Wang continued: “Then there are those in the security escort business. Soon as they make their money, they should go out on top, ‘cleaning their hands in a golden basin’, so to speak, instead of staying in the business of fighting and killing. That would also be considered wise.”
These words hit Penny’s ears like thunder, shaking him down to the core. He wondered: “What if dad had retired a few years ago? What if he got out of the business while still ahead, and had his own ‘Gold Basin, Clean Hands’? What then?”
The grey bearded man continued talking to himself: “But people with stakes in the game can’t usually see as clearly as the spectators do, “getting out while ahead” is much easier said than done.”
The one-eyed blind man said: “Right! These days I often hear people say: ‘Sanye Liu is truly remarkable for leaving at the peak of his power.
They’re all impressed the way he got out while still ahead.”
Then a man sitting on another table chimed in: “I was just in Wuhan, my friends over there told me that there was a good reason for Sanye Liu to retire from Wulin, that he was forced to quit.”
The one-eyed blind man turned his head and asked: “What did they say? Care to share with us?”
The man smiled and said: “Whatever I heard in Wuhan, stays in Wuhan. We’re in Hengshan, I have to watch my words.”
Another stocky man bellowed in a coarse voice: “Save us the suspense, please! Everybody knows the reason. It’s because Sanye Liu’s wukung is too good, and his personality too popular, that he had to retire.”
The man was quite loud, right away many eyes in the tea house converged on his face, several people asked ion unison: “What? His wukung too good, he is too popular, so he must retire? It makes no sense.”
Fully of himself, the stocky man answered: “Of course it makes no sense to the outsiders, but to insiders it makes perfect sense.”
Someone then asked: “What do insiders know?”
The stocky man only smiled but did not answer.
A skinny man a few table over said coldly: “Why bother? He doesn’t know either, he’s just shooting breeze.”
Offended, the stocky man cried out: “Who said I don’t know. Sanye Liu’s is stepping down for the greater good, because he didn’t want to cause any conflicts within the Hengshan Clan!”
Several people asked at once: “What greater good?” “What conflict?” “Was he not on good terms with his apprentice-brothers?”
The stocky man said: “Even though people say that Sanye is the deputy chair of the Hengshan, but within the clan itself, from top to bottom, everyone knew that Sanye’s attainment in these thirty-six sets of “Pheasant-Downing Whirlwind” sword play had far exceeded that of Mr. Moda, the helmsman of Hengshan. With one swing of his sword, Mr. Moda could put down three pheasants, but Sanye Liu could down five. All Sanye’s apprentices are also better than Mr. Moda’s. The disparity is getting so out of hand that in a few years, Sanye’s reputation must surpass that of Mr. Moda, I heard the two sides had already clashed many times behind the scenes. Sanye has a big family and great wealth, he has no need to compete with his apprentice brother for some catchy title, that’s why he is retiring with his “Golden Basin, Clean Hands”, so from that point on he can enjoy the life of a rich old man.”
Several people nodded their heads and said: “I see. Sanye surely knows when to hold and when to fold. Truly brilliant.”
Another man said: “Mr. Moda’s is in the wrong then, by forcing Sanye to leave Wulin, he weakens Hengshan Clan as a whole, no?”
The middle-aged man dressed in silk retorted with a snicker: “You can’t have your cake and eat it, too. Long as he can still sit in the chair of the helmsman, who cares if his clan gets stronger or weaker?”
The stocky man took a few sips of tea, clanked the kettle lid against the table and shouted: “More tea, more tea!” Then he continued: “Therefore, despite it’s really big event, and guests coming from all other clans, but from Hengshan Clan itself …”
As he said this, suddenly urheen tunes sounded from outside the porch, a person was singing with the music: “In the morning, when I rise …, in the morning, when I rise …” His voice long and bleak. Everyone turned around to look, they saw a thin old man with a withered face sitting next to a table. He had on him a green gown that obviously had been washed and worn so many times. He looked quite poor and appeared to be a street singer.
The stocky man scolded: “What are you yapping about like a ghost? Stop interrupting me!”
The old man immediately lowered his voice, but kept humming: “And when I am alone … oh, when I am alone …”
Someone asked: “Hey bro, you were just saying that every clan had people coming, what about Hengshan Clan itself?”
The stocky man responded: “Sanye Liu’s apprentices of course are all over the city greeting guests, but besides them, have you see anyone else from the Hengshan Clan?”
Everyone looked at one another, all said: “Right, not a single one. How rude of them to Sanye.”
Turning to the man dressed in silk, the stocky man said with a smile: “Therefore, I said that you were too chicken to talk about Hengshan’s, their own people aren’t even here, who else would care?”
Suddenly the urheen’s music got louder, with a turn of tune, the old man sang: “And when I come to die, when I come to die …”
A young man yelled at him: “Here is some money, get the hell outta here!” With a swing of hand, he threw a roll of coins at the old man, “pa!” it fell right in front of him with precision. The old man thanked him and pick up the copper coins.
The stocky man praised: “So you are actually an expert of anqi. Nice shot!”
The young man smiled, said: “It’s nothing, brother. So according to you, Mr. Moda definitely won’t show up!”
The stocky man said: “Of course not! Mr. Moda and Sanye are nemesis, they’d cut each other’s throat out as soon as their paths cross. And because Liu had backed down, Mr. Moda knew better than to push his luck.”
Suddenly the singing old man stood up, he slowly walked over to the stocky man, tilted his head and stared at him for a long time. The stocky man got mad: “What you doing, old man?” The old man shook his head and said: “You are full of crap!” Then he turned around to leave. Infuriated, the stocky man reached to grab his back, suddenly he saw a flash of green light, a slim blade came towards his table like lightning, he then heard a few “ding ding ding” sounds.
Startled, the stocky man hopped back, desperately avoiding the blade. Then he saw the old man slowly inserting the blade back into the bottom of his urheen, until the body of the sword was completely submerged into the urheen. It turned out this sword was hidden inside his instrument, its blade reaches into its handle, looking from the outside nobody would know that this old urheen could house such a weapon.
Once more the old man shook his head and said: “You’re full of crap!” Slowly, he then walked out the tea house. Everyone’s gaze followed him until he disappeared into the rain, leaving faintly behind his sorrowful unheen tunes.
Suddenly someone cried out “Look!”
People followed his finger and saw seven porcelain cups on the stocky man’s table, the lip of every one of those cups was trimmed by an half-inch wide rim. Seven porcelain rings lay neatly next to the cups, all the while not tipping over a single cup.
The people in the tea house crowded together to form a circle around those cups, they started talking incessantly.
One person asked: “Who was he? With such amazing sword skills?”
Another one marveled: “Cutting seven cups with one sweep without tipping any of them over, what incredible display of martial art!”
One person said to the stocky man: “You’re lucky the master took it easy on you, or your neck would look like one of these cups.”
Another one said: “”He must be an accomplished Wulin master, of course he won’t be easily offended by average joe’s insults.”
Looking at those seven chopped teacups, the stocky man fell into a trance. His face turned white as a sheet, and did not catch any of what the others said.
The middle-aged man dressed in silk consoled said to him: “See? I told you to keep your mouth shut, ‘most troubles in life stem from that is between the lips.’ Right now in Hengshan there must be lots of elite Wulinists, who knows how many masters are out here. This Elder must be one of Mr. Moda’s friends, he heard you bad-mouthing Mr. Moda behind his back, so he came and taught you a lesson.”
The grey bearded man suddenly said in a cold voice: “What friend? He himself was the helmsman of Hengshan, nicknamed ‘Night Rain in Misty Wind’, Mr. Moda!”
Shocked, everyone asked at once: “What? He … He was Mr. Moda? Are you sure?”
The grey beard said: “Of course I’m sure. Mr. Moda likes to play urheen. His famous piece ‘Night Rain in Misty Wind’ often breaks his audience down and makes them weep. His kungfu style can be summarized by the phrase ‘blades concealed in urheen, attacks hidden in music’. Y’all came here to Hengshan, how could you not know? Just now this idiot here said something to the effect that Sanye Liu could put down five pheasants with one sword sweep, but Mr. Moda could only down three. So he showed you that porcelain cups can even be cut like that, never mind downing any pheasants? That’s why he called you full of crap.”
Still shaken, the stocky man kept his head down and did not respond. The man dressed in silk paid the bills, pulled the stocky man up and both left in a hurry.
Seeing Mr. Moda’s world-class wukung had everyone in the tea house stupefied, all remembered that not long ago, when the stocky guy was praising Liu and criticizing Mr. Moda, they might also chimed in. Would they get into trouble? Everyone paid their bills and left. Within moments, a jam-packed tea house had become empty. Besides Penny Lin, there were only two other people in the corner, both sleeping with their heads down on the table.
Penny stared at the seven porcelain rims, then at the seven cups from which those rims were sliced off, he thought to himself: “The old man looked weak, as if a push of finger could knock him down to the ground, how could he easily cut down those cups with such casual sweep of his sword. If I had stayed in Fuzhou, I would never have witnessed such remarkable people. Living inside the Safeway Security bubble, I thought that even the most elite masters in Jianghu are not much better than my father. Oh if I could only be this man’s apprentice, I’ll work hard to learn his wukung, only then will I have any hope in avenging for Safeway’s name.”
He then thought: “Why not I find this Mr. Moda, beg him to rescue my parents, and then have me as his student?” He stood up, excited by this idea. Then he thought again: “He is the helmsman of the Hengshan Clan; the Penti-Sierra Alliance has connections with the Greenboro Clan, he won’t offend a friend for a stranger’s sake.” He again slumped back down in despair.
Suddenly Penny heard a crisp and delicate voice: “Apprentice-brother, the rain is not stopping, I am completely drenched, let’s go inside for some tea.”
Penny Lin was flabbergasted, he recognized the voice to belong to the tavern girl whose life he had saved. Ducking his head down in a hurry, he heard an old voice replying: “Ok, I need some hot tea to warm up myself.”
The two walked in the tea house and sat in a table adjacent to Penny. Penny looked out from the corner of his eye, just as he had expected, he saw the tavern girl dressed in green, with her back towards him; sitting next to her was the “grandfather”, the old man Sa, Penny thought: “So you two are apprentice-brother and sister, but pretended to be grandfather and granddaughter, you came to Fuzhou as part of some kind of plot. But why did they rescue me? Maybe they know where my parents are.”
The tea doctor came over to busted the table, he then served up some fresh tea. Immediately the old man saw the seven cut teacups on the table next to him, and muttered: “Wow! Little Sis, check that out!” Also astonished, the girl said: “Amazing wukung! Who did this?”
The old man said in a low voice: “Little Sis, pop quiz - A sword hitting seven directions, strong enough to cut metal and break jade, at the same time delicate enough to not tip over these teacups, who do you think it was?”
Slightly irritated, the girl said: “I wasn’t here, how could I … ?” Suddenly clapping her hands, she cried out: “I know! I know! Thirty-six sets of the
Pheasant-Downing Whirlwind sword art, it was the seventeenth move, called “One Sword, Nine Pheasants”, none other than the masterpiece of Mr.
Sanye Liu.”
The old man shook his head and said with a smile: “Good try, but I’m afraid Sanye Liu’s wukung attainment hasn’t reached such level just yet, you only got half right.”
Pointing her index finger at him, the girl said: “Don’t tell me, I know this! He’s … he’s … the ‘Night Rain in Misty Wind’, Mr. Moda!”
Suddenly she heard people clapping and laughing all at once, they said: “Good eye, Little Sister!”
Startled, Penny Lin thought to himself: “Where did these people come from?” Looking out from the corner of his eyes, he saw that the two who were sleeping on the table had stood up; Five more men came out from the back room, one dressed as a porter, another man looked like a merchant, with an abacus in hand; in addition there was a man with a little monkey on his shoulder, as if he was about to give a monkey show.
The girl laughed: “Haha, you people were all hiding here, scaring the bejesus out of me! Where is Big Brother?”
The monkey entertainer said with a smile: “You don’t even say hi? How rude!”
The girl smiled and said: “Y’all hiding to scare me, I don’t need to greet you. Why isn’t Big Brother with you?”
The monkey entertainer smiled and teased: “You only care about Big Brother. With no more than two words between us, you had already mentioned Big Brother twice. Why not ask about your Sixth Brother?”
The girl stumped her feet and replied: “Yeah right! You little monkey here are, neither dead or puking, why cares about you?”
The monkey entertainer again teased with a smile: “Big Brother is not dead or puking, why care about him?”
The girl was getting irritated: “Don’t talk to me anymore! Fourth Brother, you are the best, please tell me where Big Brother is?”
Before man dressed like a porter had a chance to answer, several people had smiled and retorted in unison: “So, only your Fourth Brother is the best, what about the rest of us? Hey, Laosi, don’t tell her.”
The girl said: “Big deal! Fine. If you don’t tell me where Big Brother is, I won’t tell you the funny things Second Brother and I had seen on our trip.”
The porter looking man had yet to tease her, he seemed to be a serious man with few words, he said: “Yesterday we parted ways with Big Brother at Hengyang, he told us to come here first. He should be all sobered up by now, and could be here soon.”
The girl said with a frown: “He went drinking again?”
“Yes.” The porter replied.
The man with the abacus chimed in: “This time he really had his way – By drinking from morning to afternoon, then from afternoon to evening, he downed at least twenty bottles of rice wine!”
The girl said: “That was horrible! Why didn’t you stop him?”
Sticking his tongue out, the abacus man said: “Stop Big Brother? Are you kidding? If you Little Sis were there, then perhaps he’d drink one less bottle.”
Everyone laughed.
The girl said: “What was it this time? Did he see something amusing?”
The abacus man replied: “This you’ll have to ask Big Brother himself. Perhaps he thought about the prospect of seeing you in Hengshan, overjoyed, he celebrated in advance.”
The girl cried out: “Bulls&^%!” She sounded quite happy.
Listening to them teasing one another, Penny thought: “From their conversation, it seems that the young lady is interested in her Senior
Apprentice Brother. However her Second Apprentice Brother is already old enough, the Big Brother is of course older; the girl is no more than sixteen years old herself, why did she fall for an old man?” Then he suddenly realized: “Ah, yes! This girl’s face is full of bumps and rashes, she is quite ugly can’t attract any man, so she had no choice but to date an old drunkard.”
The girl asked more questions: “Big Brother started drinking yesterday morning?”
The monkey entertainer replied: “If I don’t tell you everything, I guess you’ll never stop. Fine! Yesterday morning as the eight of us were about to leave, Big Brother suddenly smelled wine from the streets, he looked and saw in the street corner a homeless man holding a gourd in his hand, he was drinking from the gourd. Feeling the itch, Big Brother went over to talk to the man, complementing him on how sweet his wine smelled. He went over to ask the hobo what kind of wine it was, the hobo told him: ‘Monkey wine!’ Big Brother said: ‘What’s monkey wine?’
“The hobo told him that monkeys in these woods can make wine out of fruits. Those monkeys pick the sweetest fruits, so they make the sweetest wine. By chance the hobo saw the wine in the woods, with no monkeys around, the hobo stole three gourds of the made wine. He also caught himself a small monkey. See, here he is.” Pointing to the monkey on his shoulder. The monkey’s hind leg was strapped to a hemp rope, its end tied to his arm, the monkey kept scratching its head and making faces, looking very funny.
Pointing at the monkey, the girl said with a smile: “Apprentice Brother, no wonder people call you ‘Monkey Six’, you look just like this little guy.”
Monkey Six replied with a straight face: “We not only look like, we’re apprentice-brothers. This little guy is my Senior Apprentice-brother, I am number two.” All laughed as they heard this.
The girl said with a smile: “You make fun of Big Brother, I’ll got tell him, had have him kick your butt! Anyway, how did your brother end up in your hands?”
Monkey Six said: “My brother? Oh, this little guy? Long story, you don’t want to know.”
The girl smiled and said: “I’ll take a wild guess - Big Brother must’ve bought him, then assigned you to be his caretaker, hoping that this little guy can also make him some wine.”
Shocked, Monkey Six said: “You are a wi….” He wanted to say “witch”, but refrained himself just in time to change his words: “You are right.”
The girl said with a smile: “Big Brother’s always got these silly ideas. The monkey can only make wine if he is in the forest, not when he is captured by people, how could he pick the fruits? But if release him to pick the fruits, he’ll surely run away?” She paused, then said with a smile: “Otherwise, why aren’t we seeing Monkey Six making wine?”
Monkey Six responded with a straight face: “Little Sis, you disrespect your elder brother by talking such nonsense. Mind your manners.”
The girl said with a smile: “Gee, now you act like an elder brother. Fine. Elder Brother, you haven’t answered me yet - why Big Brother drank all day?”
Monkey Six said: “Right. At that time Big Brother didn’t mind the disgusting gourd, he pleaded with the hobo to share some of his wine. Gosh you should’ve seen it, hobo was covered by at least three inches of grime, his rags had white lice crawling in and out, his face was smeared in tears and mucus, probably the gourd itself was filled with drool and slime …”
Covering her mouth in disgust, the girl frowned: “Stop, so disgusting.”
Monkey Six said: “You feel disgusting, not Big Brother. The hobo told him that out of the three gourds of monkey wine, he had only half a gourd left, he wouldn’t share it with anyone. Taking out a piece of silver, Big Brother asked to trade with him for a just swig of his wine.”
Angry and amused as she heard this, the girl spat: “Greedy guy!”
Monkey Six said: “The hobo finally agreed. Taking the money he said: ‘Only one swig, no more!’ Big Brother said: ‘I give you my word.’ He then put the gourd next to his mouth and started drinking. We only heard gulp, gulp, gulp, as he drained half gourd of wine in one breath. It turned out that
Big Brother was using the qigong taught by our master, without changing his breath, he finished every drop left in that gourd.”
When everyone heard this, they all broke into laughter.
Monkey Six continued: “Little Sis, if you were there yesterday and personally saw this exhibition by Big Brother, you’d be floored. He ‘Emptied his mind, smiled from his heart. His hands pushing mountains, or plucking the stars. Like the green dragon, he separates water. Return to the source, where he was before birth.’ He showed off this qigong in a truly grandiose and graceful way.”
The girl laughed so hard that she almost fell to the ground, she complained: “Bad monkey, making fun of Big Brother like that. Ahah, you also made fun of our qigong formula, better watch out!”
Monkey six said with a smile: “I’m not joking. There were six apprentice-brothers here, everyone saw it.” Turning to them he asked: “Didn’t Big Brother use qigong to drink monkey wine?”
Several people confirmed: “Yes, Little Sis, it’s true.”
The girl said with a sigh: “This kungfu is so special, none of us knew it, except him, he just had used it to trick a hobo for some wine.” Her tone was that of disapproval, but also of admiration.
Monkey Six continued: “Big Brother emptied the whole gourd, of course the hobo wouldn’t let him get away with it. Grabbing his clothes, the hobo kept screaming that Big Brother had promised to drink only one swig, not the entire gourd. Big Brother smiled and said: ‘I really took only a swig, did you see me changing breath? One breath equals one swig. We didn’t agree if it was going to be a big one or a small one. In fact I only took half a breath. One piece of silver for one swig, half a swig should only cost half a piece. Now give me back my change!’”
The girl said with a smile: “He drank the wine, and refused to pay?”
Monkey Six said: “The hobo was about to cry when Big Brother said to him: ‘Look at you, man, you must be a wine aficionado. Come on, my treat.’ With that, he pulled the hobo into a bar, the two traded bowls of wine back and forth. We waited until noon, those two were still drinking. Big Brother asked for the monkey from him, then told me to look after little guy.
By noon, the hobo was totally bombed and collapsed onto the ground. Big Brother kept drinking until his tongue got swollen, then he asked us to come to Hengshan first, said he’ll join us soon.”
The girl said: “So that’s what happened.” After a moment of silence she asked: “Was the hobo part of the Vagabond Gang?”
The porter shook his head and replied: “No, he didn’t seem to know any kungfu, nor did he carry any bags.”
The girl stared out of the window for a moment, seeing the rain still pouring down outside, she murmured to herself: “If he came yesterday, he wouldn’t be traveling in rain.”
Monkey Six said: “Little Sis, what about those strange things you and Second Brother saw on the way, can you tell us now?”
The girl answered: “Hold your horses! I’ll tell you when Big Brother gets here. I don’t want to repeat myself. Did he tell you where to meet up?”
Monkey Six replied: “No. Hengshan isn’t that big, it’s easy to bump into him. Ok, you tricked me to tell you about Big Brother, now you don’t want to share your stories.”
Appears to be a little distracted, the girl said: “Second Brother, could you please tell them?” Glancing at Penny Lin, she said: “Too many people here, let’s find some place private.”
A tall person who had been quite suddenly said: “All hotels in Hengshan are completely booked, we don’t want to bother Sanye Liu just yet by visiting his place. Soon when Big Brother shows up, we’ll look in the suburbs for an abandoned shrine to rest for the night. Second Brother, do you think it’s ok?”
In the absence of Big Brother, by default the old man was in charge. He nodded to concur: “Ok, let’s wait here.”
Eager to hear the stories, Monkey Six whispered: “This hunchback looks like he is a crackpot or something, he is just sitting here, why worry about him? Second Brother, what did you and Little Sis find out in Fuzhou? Safeway Security was annihilated by the Greenboro Clan, so the Lin’s really were no no good fighters.”
Hearing them talking about his family, Penny Lin listened with more focus.
The old man replied: “In Changsha, Little Sis and I met up with out master, who ordered us to come to Hengshan to meet up with all of you. The things in Fuzhou can wait. Answer me first, why did Mr. Moda perform this “One Sword, Nine Pheasants” out of the blue? You all saw it, right?”
Monkey Six replied: “Yeah.” And told him about how everyone in the teahouse was discussing Sanye Liu’s “Gold Basin, Clean Hands”; how Mr.
Moda suddenly showed up and scared everyone away … etc.
The old man quietly waited for him to finish, then said: “People say that Mr. Moda and Sanye Lu are not on friendly terms. Sanye suddenly announced his retirement, while Mr. Moda acting so surreptitiously. It makes you wonder what’s going on.”
The abacus man said: “Second Brother, I heard that Father Tianmen, helmsman of the Taishan Clan, had personally arrived at Liu’s residence.”
The old man said: “Father Tianmen came himself? Wow, Sanye really is well connected. With Father Tianmen getting Sanye’s back, should Mr.
Moda want to cause Sanye any trouble, he might not have the upper hand.”
The girl asked: “Second Brother, so whose side will Greenboro’s Reverend Yu be on?”
Penny Lin’s heart convulsed when he heard the words “Greenboro’s Reverend Yu”, as if someone had punched him in the stomach.
Monkey Six and company all asked at once: “Reverend Yu came too?” “It’s not easy to convince him to leave Mt. Greenboro.” “Hengshan will be a busy city with all these masters here. Enter the dragons!” “Little Sis, where did you hear about this?”
The girl replied: “No need to hear from others, I saw him myself.”
Monkey Six said: “You saw Reverend Yu? In Hengshan?”
The girl said: “Not only in Hengshan, but also in Fujian and Jiangxi.”
The abacus man said: “Why was Reverend Yu in Fujian? You surely don’t know that!”
The girl said: “No need to bait me, Fifth Brother. I was going to tell you, now forget it!”
Monkey Six said: “It’s Greenboro’s business, we don’t have to be so secretive. Second Brother, what was Reverend Yu doing in Fujian? How did you see him?”
The old man said: “Big Brother hasn’t arrived, it’s still raining and nothing else to do, fine, I’ll start from the beginning. It’s better to have a full grasp of the whole situation, so next time when you encounter Greenboro people, you’ll know what to do.
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