Chapter 311: Havo In the Jin Pala e (13)
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At this time Huang Rong's panic had reached its limit, her mind turned calm instead. She gently tore the clothes around his waist, exposing bare skin and muscle; only to see blood coagulated around the blade, which penetrated the muscle several 'cun' deep [1 cun is approximately 1 inch]. She was afraid if she pulled the dagger Guo Jing would die immediately, but if she waited too long it would be also more difficult to save his life. Biting her lips she stretched out her hand to grab the dagger's hilt, but then suddenly doubt came creeping into her heart; she withdrew her hand. This happened several times; she just could not make up her mind.
Shagu became impatient; the fourth time Huang Rong withdrew her hand she suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed the hilt and pulled the dagger out abruptly. Guo Jing and Huang Rong both shouted in shock; but Shagu thought it was really fun, she happily laughed out loud.
Huang Rong saw blood gushing out from Guo Jing's wound like a spring, while Shagu was still laughing foolishly; from shock she became angry, her palm struck backward, sending Shagu rolling down on the floor. And immediately she stooped down to press the wound with a handkerchief.
When Shagu fell down, she brought the torch with her; the fire was extinguished and the room became pitch-black. Shagu was angry, she jumped out and kicked Huang Rong on her leg. Huang Rong did not evade the kick. Shagu was afraid Huang Rong would retaliate; she jumped back immediately after kicking. But after a while she heard Huang Rong was sobbing softly. She was surprised. Busily she re-lighted the torch and came asking, "Did I hurt you bad?"
Actually when the dagger was pulled out, the pain was so severe that it woke Guo Jing up. Under the torch light he saw Huang Rong was kneeling beside him. "Master Yue's book … was it … was it stolen?" he quickly asked.
Huang Rong was delighted to hear him speak. Knowing he was very concerned about this matter she felt like it was not the right time to add to his anxiety. "Don't worry," she said, "Those traitors were not able to get their hands on the book …" She wanted to ask how he was feeling but her hands were actually warm from his blood.
"Why are you crying?" Guo Jing asked with a low voice.
Huang Rong forced a smile and said, "I am not crying."
Shagu suddenly opened her mouth, "She is too, isn't she? Look, there are still tears on her face."
"Rong'er, don't worry," Guo Jing said, "There is a section about injury treatment in the Nine Yin Manual. I won't die."
Hearing this Huang Rong was like someone in the dark suddenly saw a beacon of light; her eyes shone brightly, her delight was unspeakable, nothing could dampen her spirit. She wanted to ask the details but was afraid she would make him weary. She turned around to hold Shagu's hand. "Sister, did I hurt you just now?" she asked, with smile on her face.
Shagu's mind was still set on seeing her cry, she ignored her question and asked, "You are crying, don't you admit it?"
Huang Rong smiled, "Fine, I was crying. But you were not, you are a good girl." Shagu was delighted to hear her praise.
Guo Jing slowly circulated his 'qi'; the pain was unbearable. By this time Huang Rong had cleared her mind. She took out a steel needle and punctured the acupoints around his left waist, both to slow down the flow of blood, also to reduce the pain. Then she washed up his wound clean, applied some medicine and re-wrapped the wound with clean cloth. She also gave him a 'nine flowered jade dew pill' to help stop the pain.
Guo Jing said, "Although this dagger went in pretty deep, but … but luckily it did not hit any vital organs, it … it won't be life-threatening. I suffer more dangerous injury from the Old Poison's Toad Stance; fortunately it seemed like he did not use all his strength, so looks like I may be healed; only I will have to make you suffer for seven days and seven nights."
Huang Rong sighed. "You know that even if I have to suffer seventy years for you, I will still be willing," she said.
Guo Jing felt sweetness creep into his heart, at the same time he also felt dizzy. After waiting for a moment his mind cleared up a little bit; he said, "It was a pity when Shifu was injured I missed several days of opportunity to treat him. Otherwise even though the snake venom was fierce, it won't be too hard for him to fully recover. He won't be … he won't be disabled like he is today."
Huang replied, "When we were on that island, even if we could heal Shifu's injury, would the Old Poison uncle and nephew let us? Please don't think that way. Just tell me your method and set my mind at ease."
"First we must find a peace and quiet place," Guo Jing said, "Then following the Manual's instruction we circulate our 'qi' together. Each of us will hold the other's palm. Using your internal energy you are helping me healing my injury." Speaking to this point he closed his eyes to catch his breath before continuing, "The only difficulty is that for seven whole days and nights our palms cannot be separated even for a second. Your breathing will be closely linked to mine. We can talk to each other, but definitely we can't have a third person interrupting us even for a half sentence. Also, we must not walk away even for half a step. If there is someone else disturbing us, we may …"
Huang Rong realized this kind of treatment was similar with meditation to cultivate someone's martial art. Before reaching satisfactory result one could not experience any external intervention. Otherwise, the mind would be either disturbed with bad thoughts or would be out of control. Unavoidably the result would be fire deviation; not only the whole energy cultivation would be wasted, in the least the person would suffered injury, at the most, dead. That was the reason warriors who cultivate internal energy would always find a secluded and inhabited mountain or field; or closing their doors without coming out; or have a skilled and powerful master or friend protecting on the sideline to avoid their training going astray.
She thought, "In this short moment it's difficult to find a peace and quiet place; while I am the only one who can help him treating his injury. It's impossible to rely on this Shagu to guard against external disturbance; she could come and create and endless disturbance herself. If only Big Brother Zhou came back. But then I don't think he will be able to set his mind to guard us for seven days and seven nights; success won't be guaranteed, messed up things will be more likely. So what should I do?"
She mused over this matter for a long time; then she glanced over to the bowl in the cabinet. An idea came into her mind, "I got it. We can hide inside this secret room. In the past Mei Chaofeng practiced martial art without anybody protecting her. Didn't she hide herself up in a cave?"
It was now dawn; Shagu went to the kitchen and cooked some rice porridge for these two people to eat. "Brother Jing," Huang Rong said, "Wait here for a moment, I am going to buy some food, and then we can start your treatment immediately."
She thought presently the weather was blisteringly hot, if she cooked some rice and dishes, they would definitely rot if left in the room for seven days and nights; thereupon she went to the village market to buy a picul [approximately 50 kg or 100 lbs] of watermelon.
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At this time Huang Rong's panic had reached its limit, her mind turned calm instead. She gently tore the clothes around his waist, exposing bare skin and muscle; only to see blood coagulated around the blade, which penetrated the muscle several 'cun' deep [1 cun is approximately 1 inch]. She was afraid if she pulled the dagger Guo Jing would die immediately, but if she waited too long it would be also more difficult to save his life. Biting her lips she stretched out her hand to grab the dagger's hilt, but then suddenly doubt came creeping into her heart; she withdrew her hand. This happened several times; she just could not make up her mind.
Shagu became impatient; the fourth time Huang Rong withdrew her hand she suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed the hilt and pulled the dagger out abruptly. Guo Jing and Huang Rong both shouted in shock; but Shagu thought it was really fun, she happily laughed out loud.
Huang Rong saw blood gushing out from Guo Jing's wound like a spring, while Shagu was still laughing foolishly; from shock she became angry, her palm struck backward, sending Shagu rolling down on the floor. And immediately she stooped down to press the wound with a handkerchief.
When Shagu fell down, she brought the torch with her; the fire was extinguished and the room became pitch-black. Shagu was angry, she jumped out and kicked Huang Rong on her leg. Huang Rong did not evade the kick. Shagu was afraid Huang Rong would retaliate; she jumped back immediately after kicking. But after a while she heard Huang Rong was sobbing softly. She was surprised. Busily she re-lighted the torch and came asking, "Did I hurt you bad?"
Actually when the dagger was pulled out, the pain was so severe that it woke Guo Jing up. Under the torch light he saw Huang Rong was kneeling beside him. "Master Yue's book … was it … was it stolen?" he quickly asked.
Huang Rong was delighted to hear him speak. Knowing he was very concerned about this matter she felt like it was not the right time to add to his anxiety. "Don't worry," she said, "Those traitors were not able to get their hands on the book …" She wanted to ask how he was feeling but her hands were actually warm from his blood.
"Why are you crying?" Guo Jing asked with a low voice.
Huang Rong forced a smile and said, "I am not crying."
Shagu suddenly opened her mouth, "She is too, isn't she? Look, there are still tears on her face."
"Rong'er, don't worry," Guo Jing said, "There is a section about injury treatment in the Nine Yin Manual. I won't die."
Hearing this Huang Rong was like someone in the dark suddenly saw a beacon of light; her eyes shone brightly, her delight was unspeakable, nothing could dampen her spirit. She wanted to ask the details but was afraid she would make him weary. She turned around to hold Shagu's hand. "Sister, did I hurt you just now?" she asked, with smile on her face.
Shagu's mind was still set on seeing her cry, she ignored her question and asked, "You are crying, don't you admit it?"
Huang Rong smiled, "Fine, I was crying. But you were not, you are a good girl." Shagu was delighted to hear her praise.
Guo Jing slowly circulated his 'qi'; the pain was unbearable. By this time Huang Rong had cleared her mind. She took out a steel needle and punctured the acupoints around his left waist, both to slow down the flow of blood, also to reduce the pain. Then she washed up his wound clean, applied some medicine and re-wrapped the wound with clean cloth. She also gave him a 'nine flowered jade dew pill' to help stop the pain.
Guo Jing said, "Although this dagger went in pretty deep, but … but luckily it did not hit any vital organs, it … it won't be life-threatening. I suffer more dangerous injury from the Old Poison's Toad Stance; fortunately it seemed like he did not use all his strength, so looks like I may be healed; only I will have to make you suffer for seven days and seven nights."
Huang Rong sighed. "You know that even if I have to suffer seventy years for you, I will still be willing," she said.
Guo Jing felt sweetness creep into his heart, at the same time he also felt dizzy. After waiting for a moment his mind cleared up a little bit; he said, "It was a pity when Shifu was injured I missed several days of opportunity to treat him. Otherwise even though the snake venom was fierce, it won't be too hard for him to fully recover. He won't be … he won't be disabled like he is today."
Huang replied, "When we were on that island, even if we could heal Shifu's injury, would the Old Poison uncle and nephew let us? Please don't think that way. Just tell me your method and set my mind at ease."
"First we must find a peace and quiet place," Guo Jing said, "Then following the Manual's instruction we circulate our 'qi' together. Each of us will hold the other's palm. Using your internal energy you are helping me healing my injury." Speaking to this point he closed his eyes to catch his breath before continuing, "The only difficulty is that for seven whole days and nights our palms cannot be separated even for a second. Your breathing will be closely linked to mine. We can talk to each other, but definitely we can't have a third person interrupting us even for a half sentence. Also, we must not walk away even for half a step. If there is someone else disturbing us, we may …"
Huang Rong realized this kind of treatment was similar with meditation to cultivate someone's martial art. Before reaching satisfactory result one could not experience any external intervention. Otherwise, the mind would be either disturbed with bad thoughts or would be out of control. Unavoidably the result would be fire deviation; not only the whole energy cultivation would be wasted, in the least the person would suffered injury, at the most, dead. That was the reason warriors who cultivate internal energy would always find a secluded and inhabited mountain or field; or closing their doors without coming out; or have a skilled and powerful master or friend protecting on the sideline to avoid their training going astray.
She thought, "In this short moment it's difficult to find a peace and quiet place; while I am the only one who can help him treating his injury. It's impossible to rely on this Shagu to guard against external disturbance; she could come and create and endless disturbance herself. If only Big Brother Zhou came back. But then I don't think he will be able to set his mind to guard us for seven days and seven nights; success won't be guaranteed, messed up things will be more likely. So what should I do?"
She mused over this matter for a long time; then she glanced over to the bowl in the cabinet. An idea came into her mind, "I got it. We can hide inside this secret room. In the past Mei Chaofeng practiced martial art without anybody protecting her. Didn't she hide herself up in a cave?"
It was now dawn; Shagu went to the kitchen and cooked some rice porridge for these two people to eat. "Brother Jing," Huang Rong said, "Wait here for a moment, I am going to buy some food, and then we can start your treatment immediately."
She thought presently the weather was blisteringly hot, if she cooked some rice and dishes, they would definitely rot if left in the room for seven days and nights; thereupon she went to the village market to buy a picul [approximately 50 kg or 100 lbs] of watermelon.
At this time Huang Rong's panic had reached its limit, her mind turned calm instead. She gently tore the clothes around his waist, exposing bare skin and muscle; only to see blood coagulated around the blade, which penetrated the muscle several 'cun' deep 1 cun is approximately 1 inch. She was afraid if she pulled the dagger Guo Jing would die immediately, but if she waited too long it would be also more difficult to save his life. Biting her lips she stretched out her hand to grab the dagger's hilt, but then suddenly doubt came creeping into her heart; she withdrew her hand. This happened several times; she just could not make up her mind.Shagu became impatient; the fourth time Huang Rong withdrew her hand she suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed the hilt and pulled the dagger out abruptly. Guo Jing and Huang Rong both shouted in shock; but Shagu thought it was really fun, she happily laughed out loud.Huang Rong saw blood gushing out from Guo Jing's wound like a spring, while Shagu was still laughing foolishly; from shock she became angry, her palm struck backward, sending Shagu rolling down on the floor. And immediately she stooped down to press the wound with a handkerchief.When Shagu fell down, she brought the torch with her; the fire was extinguished and the room became pitch-black. Shagu was angry, she jumped out and kicked Huang Rong on her leg. Huang Rong did not evade the kick. Shagu was afraid Huang Rong would retaliate; she jumped back immediately after kicking. But after a while she heard Huang Rong was sobbing softly. She was surprised. Busily she re-lighted the torch and came asking, "Did I hurt you bad?"Actually when the dagger was pulled out, the pain was so severe that it woke Guo Jing up. Under the torch light he saw Huang Rong was kneeling beside him. "Master Yue's book was it was it stolen?" he quickly asked.Huang Rong was delighted to hear him speak. Knowing he was very concerned about this matter she felt like it was not the right time to add to his anxiety. "Don't worry," she said, "Those traitors were not able to get their hands on the book " She wanted to ask how he was feeling but her hands were actually warm from his blood."Why are you crying?" Guo Jing asked with a low voice.Huang Rong forced a smile and said, "I am not crying."Shagu suddenly opened her mouth, "She is too, isn't she? Look, there are still tears on her face.""Rong'er, don't worry," Guo Jing said, "There is a section about injury treatment in the Nine Yin Manual. I won't die."Hearing this Huang Rong was like someone in the dark suddenly saw a beacon of light; her eyes shone brightly, her delight was unspeakable, nothing could dampen her spirit. She wanted to ask the details but was afraid she would make him weary. She turned around to hold Shagu's hand. "Sister, did I hurt you just now?" she asked, with smile on her face.Shagu's mind was still set on seeing her cry, she ignored her question and asked, "You are crying, don't you admit it?"Huang Rong smiled, "Fine, I was crying. But you were not, you are a good girl." Shagu was delighted to hear her praise.Guo Jing slowly circulated his 'qi'; the pain was unbearable. By this time Huang Rong had cleared her mind. She took out a steel needle and punctured the acupoints around his left waist, both to slow down the flow of blood, also to reduce the pain. Then she washed up his wound clean, applied some medicine and re-wrapped the wound with clean cloth. She also gave him a 'nine flowered jade dew pill' to help stop the pain.Guo Jing said, "Although this dagger went in pretty deep, but but luckily it did not hit any vital organs, it it won't be life-threatening. I suffer more dangerous injury from the Old Poison's Toad Stance; fortunately it seemed like he did not use all his strength, so looks like I may be healed; only I will have to make you suffer for seven days and seven nights."Huang Rong sighed. "You know that even if I have to suffer seventy years for you, I will still be willing," she said.Guo Jing felt sweetness creep into his heart, at the same time he also felt dizzy. After waiting for a moment his mind cleared up a little bit; he said, "It was a pity when Shifu was injured I missed several days of opportunity to treat him. Otherwise even though the snake venom was fierce, it won't be too hard for him to fully recover. He won't be he won't be disabled like he is today."Huang replied, "When we were on that island, even if we could heal Shifu's injury, would the Old Poison uncle and nephew let us? Please don't think that way. Just tell me your method and set my mind at ease.""First we must find a peace and quiet place," Guo Jing said, "Then following the Manual's instruction we circulate our 'qi' together. Each of us will hold the other's palm. Using your internal energy you are helping me healing my injury." Speaking to this point he closed his eyes to catch his breath before continuing, "The only difficulty is that for seven whole days and nights our palms cannot be separated even for a second. Your breathing will be closely linked to mine. We can talk to each other, but definitely we can't have a third person interrupting us even for a half sentence. Also, we must not walk away even for half a step. If there is someone else disturbing us, we may "Huang Rong realized this kind of treatment was similar with meditation to cultivate someone's martial art. Before reaching satisfactory result one could not experience any external intervention. Otherwise, the mind would be either disturbed with bad thoughts or would be out of control. Unavoidably the result would be fire deviation; not only the whole energy cultivation would be wasted, in the least the person would suffered injury, at the most, dead. That was the reason warriors who cultivate internal energy would always find a secluded and inhabited mountain or field; or closing their doors without coming out; or have a skilled and powerful master or friend protecting on the sideline to avoid their training going astray.She thought, "In this short moment it's difficult to find a peace and quiet place; while I am the only one who can help him treating his injury. It's impossible to rely on this Shagu to guard against external disturbance; she could come and create and endless disturbance herself. If only Big Brother Zhou came back. But then I don't think he will be able to set his mind to guard us for seven days and seven nights; success won't be guaranteed, messed up things will be more likely. So what should I do?"She mused over this matter for a long time; then she glanced over to the bowl in the cabinet. An idea came into her mind, "I got it. We can hide inside this secret room. In the past Mei Chaofeng practiced martial art without anybody protecting her. Didn't she hide herself up in a cave?"It was now dawn; Shagu went to the kitchen and cooked some rice porridge for these two people to eat. "Brother Jing," Huang Rong said, "Wait here for a moment, I am going to buy some food, and then we can start your treatment immediately."She thought presently the weather was blisteringly hot, if she cooked some rice and dishes, they would definitely rot if left in the room for seven days and nights; thereupon she went to the village market to buy a picul approximately 50 kg or 100 lbs of watermelon.
