Rumours of Qingcheng
After searching fruitlessly for a few days, you are forced to trade away a good amount of your rations to a beggar for news of Master Yao and Cao’er; the Southern Maniac was not the type to have money lying around for your perusal. The beggar, looking slightly put off at the dried gall bladders and jerky, decided to fulfil his part of the bargain anyway. You found out that he had last been spotted heading west, to Chengdu.
***
The sparse vegetation rustles. You hear shouts. Men, their voices coarse and mocking. You lightly run up a nearby tree, nimbly catching onto a branch and pulling yourself up to find a vantage point. You’ve heard from the traders that this route is infested with bandits. Perhaps this is one of those encounters.
A young nun backs out of the bushes; it’s the same rookie that you fought on Yinhu Island. She has replaced the skull cap you took from her. Three more thugs waving axes surround her, shouting and leering. The nun – Sister Yifang, you believe she was called – draws her sword and takes a stance. The bandits laugh at her. One of them steps forward, striking at her with the back of his axe – it seems that they plan on taking her alive.
The nun leans backwards to avoid the attack and cuts the man’s arm smoothly in one single motion. A thick red line appears across his hairy forearm. As the bandit shouts out in pain, his comrades lash out at the nun in retaliation. Her footwork is light and agile, carrying her away from the wild strikes of the bandits with ease. However, her counterattacks only manage to scratch the bandits, doing little else. From your perch, you quickly understand the nun’s problem. Although she is skilled for her age, she is afraid to hurt them. Her nervous slashes lack killing intent.
Slowly but surely, the bandits corner the nun. She backs into the tree that you are on, finding nowhere to run.
You leap off the branch without warning, landing knee-first on the face of one of the bandits.You feel his nose squash under your knee as you smash him to the ground. Rolling back to your feet, you immediately bring your heel down on the fallen man hard. There is the sound of cracking bone, though you do not bother looking at your handiwork. Instead, you take the measure of your remaining opponents. They are strong men but clearly untrained and unrefined.
The first attack comes, the axe’s head whistling through the air. Your arm sweeps out and intercepts his swing before it reaches its apex. With your left hand you dig into the man’s inner wrist; you tighten your grasp and rip your fingers away. Blood trails along with your fingers, your claws splitting his skin and tearing his tendons at the same time. The bandit’s hand seizes up painfully as he drops the axe. At the same time, you adopt the stance of the Chuzhan Fist. Breathing in deeply, you take a quick half step forward as you drive your vertical fist into his chest with all your might, unleashing your inner strength in an brief, explosive burst. The man is thrown backwards, crashing into a nearby tree. He flops to the ground and lies still, as leaves from the shaken tree fall all around him. When you turn around, the other bandit has turned his back to run. You crouch – from this distance you can reach him with a single pounce.
Before you can do so, a hand pulls at your sleeve. “No, Master Xu! Don’t do it! You must not kill and add to your bad karma!” You shake your arm free and turn around to frown at the nun.
“Well, I did not kill them. See, they’re still alive,” you say.
You go over to inspect the men that you had beaten. The first one has his nose entirely squashed, and from the way the entire front of his face is slightly caved in, even if he is not dead now he will not be waking in the next few days. The other man is not moving at all, blood trickling from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth. His eyes are blank and staring, and he doesn’t seem to be breathing.
“Well… it was an accident,” you say. You had spent a lot of time attacking the Southern Maniac with all of your strength, only for him to laugh it off. Evidently the bandits are not in the same league of durability as your master.
The nun begins praying fervently over the bodies, chanting a sutra over and over again. You scratch your head as you look around you awkwardly. She can probably find her own way from here. Turning around, you walk off. “Wait, Master Xu!” The nun shouts at you breathlessly as she catches up, having finished her prayers. “What is it now, sister?” You look around you, searching for paths through the woods which you can take to lose her.
She looks up at you with her clear dark eyes and frowns. “Master Xu, I was praying for your sin of murder to be cleansed and forgiven. It is not polite to walk off just like that.”
You laugh. “Thank you, sister. I will find an opportunity to repay you for your service.” As you turn away, she calls for you to stop again. With a sigh, you whirl back to face the nun. “What is it now?”
The nun begins to fidget. “Ah, it seems… you see… I’m not too familiar with forests.” So, she’s lost. You give her a pitying look. Leaving her stranded here would be cruel. She may be a Castration Nun out for the sword and your testicles, but you don’t really regard them as your mortal enemy. They are just doing their job after all. With a nod, you beckon at the nun to follow. Her face breaks out into a dazzling, grateful smile.
***
Three days after you saved the nun, you still have not managed to get rid of her. For three days and three nights she followed you, preaching Buddhist sutras in an effort to get you to abandon your evil ways. You feel like Monkey being pestered by the Xuanzang Monk. It has gotten to a point where you are half-tempted to send her off with the Yuchang Sword and face Zhang’s punishment instead.
“Why are you separated from Sister Miaozhu and the rest?” you ask. The question has been bothering you for a while – you see no sign of the other nuns, and you doubt they could catch you in an ambush nowadays.
“We were summoned back urgently by the Abbess. I am not privy to the knowledge; only Sister Miaozhu knows, but apparently it has something to do with Qingcheng. We got separated somewhere back when the bandits attacked. I don’t think they would look for me because we were needed to hurry back to Emei. In such a situation, they would have had to obey the orders and move on without me.”
“Such irresponsible nuns,” you grumble.
“I believe you are kind at heart, Master Xu. You would never have saved me if you weren’t. If you repent and turn over a new leaf, I am sure you will do much good in the world,” says Yifang very earnestly. You sigh and ask her a question before she can begin trying to convince you of the error of your ways again.
“I am curious, sister. How old were you when you were sent to Emei?”
“I am an orphan. I grew up in the care of the nuns,” she replies with a smile. “I owe all I have in my life to them and the Buddha’s teachings.”
Well, that explains part of her behaviour. Suddenly, you are reminded of one of the teachings you received back in the palace, from an old Buddhist monk. Perhaps this will work. “Sister,” you say sweetly and slyly, though she does not show any signs of suspecting the sudden change in your tone, “To save a person, you must know that person. You cannot save that which you do not know, for not even the Buddha will claim to know the hearts of all men. There is sin within, but to cleanse that sin on my behalf, you have to understand that sin. This is what I have heard from a master monk, many tens of years older than us. He said, before you wish for the salvation of a person, first ask yourself this question: who is this person?”
“Who… is this person?” she repeats.
“That is right,” you smile. “Who is this person that stands before you? Ponder upon that, learned sister.” With that, you stop the conversation, leaving her to puzzle over the question. That should shut her up for a while. If she is going to Emei, that is on your way – Emei is very close to Chengdu. You suppose you could let her tag along, loathe as you are to do so. The naïve girl wouldn’t survive a day on her own, you’re sure.
***
You manage to reach Chengdu in relative peace and quiet, as Yifang is preoccupied with your question. Wasting no time, you begin getting to work searching for rumours of Master Yao. Unfortunately, what you hear makes your heart sink.
According to word on the street, Master Yao has been captured just a week ago after fleeing from his assassination of the head of the Qingcheng Sect, Song Jiangke. The story goes that Yao was called to heal Song of an ailment, but the mad physician decided to kill his patient instead. As far as you can tell, Cao’er has been captured and imprisoned along with him. The new head of the sect, the previous leader’s daughter, Song Lingshu, plans to execute Master Yao in a few days for his murder of her father.
“That is horrible,” says Yifang, her hands put to her mouth. “I know of the Killer Physician, he used to pay frequent visits to the Abbess. I didn’t think he was the sort to do such a thing.”
“I don’t think he’s the sort to do such a thing,” you say quietly.
“I-I can help you, Master Xu,” says the nun nervously. “Emei and Qingcheng have been long-time allies because of their proximity. I might be able to get the Abbess to do something about this.”
“I don’t think I want to be in the favour of Emei when I still hold your precious sword,” you laugh. “It’s okay, I will figure out something on my own.”
“Stubbornness is one of your bad traits, Master Xu,” she says. “Help will be given to those who ask for it. That is one of the principles of Emei. If… if you’re unwilling to seek the sect’s aid, I could perhaps help talk to Qingcheng for you. I know Miss Song. We were childhood friends, so I could talk to her.”
“Why are you so keen to help me out?” you ask suspiciously.
“I’m not sure,” she bites her lip. “Is helping people a bad thing? I can’t stand by and do nothing when someone is in trouble.”
Truly, she is an earnest child that should have stayed cloistered on Mount Emei.
***
A. You do not need her help. Tonight you will head towards Mount Qingcheng, sneak into the compound by yourself and locate Master Yao and Cao’er. You are confident enough in your abilities to do so.
B. You will ask for her help in talking to Song Lingshu, daughter of the recently deceased. Of course, you will keep your identity a secret. You will then use that opportunity to scout the surrounding area, should negotiations fall apart and Yifang fail to convince the new head of Qingcheng.
C. You will request Emei’s help in saving Master Yao. It is not too far away; if it is true that the Abbess knows the Killer Physician, perhaps she will be willing to help out. They might demand for the sword in compensation, but you will cross that bridge when you get to it.
D. Since you are at Qingcheng, you might as well get started on Zhang’s challenge to save time. You will set Master Yao and Cao’er’s freedom as your price should you win; if you lose, they get to name whatever price they wish. You will have to think of a way to force them to accept the challenge, but you are sure you can come up with something.