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"I can't call anybody," Zhao Min replied, "Even if I shout as loud as possible down here, people above won't be able to hear. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."
Zhang Wuji was really angry; his left hand reached out and grabbed her arm. Zhao Min cried out in fear and tried to move her hands to fend off; but early on her acupoints had been sealed so she could not move. Zhang Wuji's left hand choked her throat; he said, "If I exert a little bit more strength, your life will be gone."
By now those two stood very close to each other; he could feel her hurried breathing, it smelt like orchid. Zhang Wuji looked up to give some distance away between his face and hers. Zhao Min suddenly broke up in tears; choking and sobbing she said, "You bully me, you bully me!"
Zhang Wuji did not expect this turn of events; he was startled. Releasing his left hand he said, "I don't want to bully you, I only want you to let me out."
Still crying Zhao Min said, "It's not that I don't want to. All right; I'll call!" Raising her voice she shouted, "Hey, hey! Come here! Open the door, I fall into the steel trap!" She called out for a while, but nothing astir overhead. Zhao Min said with a smile, "You see? It's useless."
Zhang Wuji's anger had reached the top; "Shameless! Crying and laughing. What kind of person are you?" he said.
"You are the shameless one!" Zhao Min shot back, "A big man like you bullying a weak girl like me."
"You, a weak girl?" Zhang Wuji replied, "You are so crafty that even ten grown men are not your match."
"Thank you for your praise, Zhang Da Jiaozhu [Big Cult Leader Zhang]!" Zhao Min laughed, "Little girl does not dare to accept."
Zhang Wuji thought the situation was getting urgent; if he did not make a drastic move, the Ming Cult people would be annihilated. Gritting his teeth he reached out and with a scoff he tore a piece of Zhao Min's skirt.
Zhao Min thought he suddenly had an evil intention; finally she was really scared. "You … what are you doing?" she called out.
Zhang Wuji said, "If you decide to let me go, just nod your head."
"Why?" Zhao Min asked.
Zhang Wuji ignored her question. He spat his saliva on that piece of silk cloth to make it wet. "Please forgive me," he said, "I don't have any choice." Immediately he sealed up her nose and mouth with that wet cloth.
Zhao Min could not breathe; a short moment later she felt her chest constricted, she felt utterly miserable. Unexpectedly she was so unyielding and did not want to nod her head at all; after a while her body slumped and she passed out.
Zhang Wuji took her wrist to examine her pulse; he felt her pulse to be weak. Immediately he took away the wet cloth covering her nose and mouth. After half a day Zhao Min slowly regained her consciousness; she moaned lightly.
"It didn't feel good, did it?" Zhang Wuji asked, "Now, are you or are you not going to let me go?"
Zhao Min hatefully said, "Even if I have to faint a hundred times I still won't let you go. You'd better just kill me." Swiping her mouth with her hand she spat several times and said, "Your spittle! Pei! It stank to the high heaven!"
Seeing her hard-heartedness Zhang Wuji was temporarily at a loss. After remaining in this stalemate situation for some time, he was getting more anxious than ever. Finally he said, "In order to save everybody's life I have to play rough. I apologize for being inappropriate." Grabbing her left foot he tore away her shoe and sock.
Zhao Min was both angry and scared. "Stinky boy, what are you doing?" she asked.
Zhang Wuji did not answer. He grabbed her right foot and also took her shoe and sock away. With both hands extended he touched the 'yong quan xue' [bubbling spring acupoint] on the bottom of her feet; then he transmitted heat toward these acupoints using the Nine Yang Divine Energy.
This 'yong quan xue' was located at the center of the crook of the foot; it was the end of the 'zu shao yin shen jing' [foot's 'little yin' kidney passage], thus it was very sensitive to the touch. Zhang Wuji was very proficient in medical science, hence his knowledge was profound. When children play, they used to tickle their friend's foot; making their body tingled from the sensation. This time he transmitted the warm Nine Yang Divine Energy into her 'yong quan xue'; the sensation was a hundred times more difficult to bear than if she was tickled using feather or soft plume. At first Zhao Min could not help but broke up in laughter. She wanted to pull her foot away, but her acupoints were sealed; how could she move away? Later on she felt discomfort more painful than if she were cut with blade or flogged with a whip. She felt like millions of fleas were creeping and crawling in her internal organs; nipping and gnawing at her bone marrow and blood veins. Her voice became hoarse from laughing, and gradually her laughter turned into crying.
Zhang Wuji hardened his heart; he ignored her crying and continued his torture. Zhao Min felt like her heart nearly jumped out from her chest; she felt like the hairs on her body fell off from their roots because of the itch. "Stinky kid … Thief …" she cursed, "One day, I … I will cut you … to thousand pieces. All right, all right … mercy … have mercy on me … Zhang … Master Zhang … Zhang Jiao … Jiaozhu … Boohoo … boohoo …"
"Are you or are you not going to let me go?" Zhang Wuji asked.
Sobbing Zhao Min replied, "I … I'll let you go. Stop … stop it!"
At last Zhang Wuji let his hand go and said, "Please forgive my offense!" He rubbed her back and unsealed her acupoints.
Zhao Min gasped for breath before scolding him, "Thief, give me back my shoes and socks!"
Zhang Wuji took the sock and grabbed her left foot. When he tortured her just a moment ago, he did not have any other thought in his mind; but now as soon as he touched her warm and soft foot his heart was beating faster. Zhao Min pulled her foot; she felt an unspeakable shyness so her face was blushing. Luckily in that darkness Wuji could not see her face. Silently she put her shoes and socks back on. A strange feeling crept into her heart; suddenly she wanted him to touch her foot again.
"Quick, hurry up!" suddenly she heard Zhang Wuji's stern voice, "Let me go!"
Without saying anything Zhao Min stretched out her hand to trace a circle engraved on the steel wall, and then with the end of her dagger's hilt she rapped the center of the circle seven, eight times; sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes long, sometimes short. As soon as she stopped a crashing noise was heard, a bright light came down as the trap door opened. The circle on the steel wall was actually connected to the outside by a narrow tube. The people outside immediately opened the door as she knocked the wall in a previously agreed pattern.
Zhang Wuji did not expect her to open the door as soon as she said so; he could not help but feel surprised. "Let's go!" he said.
Zhao Min hung her head low; she stood on the side without making any noise. Zhang Wuji remembered she was only a young girl and he had repeatedly tortured her; he felt sorry. He bowed and said, "Miss Zhao, just now I did not have any other choice. Please accept my most sincere apology."
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"I can't call anybody," Zhao Min replied, "Even if I shout as loud as possible down here, people above won't be able to hear. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."
Zhang Wuji was really angry; his left hand reached out and grabbed her arm. Zhao Min cried out in fear and tried to move her hands to fend off; but early on her acupoints had been sealed so she could not move. Zhang Wuji's left hand choked her throat; he said, "If I exert a little bit more strength, your life will be gone."
By now those two stood very close to each other; he could feel her hurried breathing, it smelt like orchid. Zhang Wuji looked up to give some distance away between his face and hers. Zhao Min suddenly broke up in tears; choking and sobbing she said, "You bully me, you bully me!"
Zhang Wuji did not expect this turn of events; he was startled. Releasing his left hand he said, "I don't want to bully you, I only want you to let me out."
Still crying Zhao Min said, "It's not that I don't want to. All right; I'll call!" Raising her voice she shouted, "Hey, hey! Come here! Open the door, I fall into the steel trap!" She called out for a while, but nothing astir overhead. Zhao Min said with a smile, "You see? It's useless."
Zhang Wuji's anger had reached the top; "Shameless! Crying and laughing. What kind of person are you?" he said.
"You are the shameless one!" Zhao Min shot back, "A big man like you bullying a weak girl like me."
"You, a weak girl?" Zhang Wuji replied, "You are so crafty that even ten grown men are not your match."
"Thank you for your praise, Zhang Da Jiaozhu [Big Cult Leader Zhang]!" Zhao Min laughed, "Little girl does not dare to accept."
Zhang Wuji thought the situation was getting urgent; if he did not make a drastic move, the Ming Cult people would be annihilated. Gritting his teeth he reached out and with a scoff he tore a piece of Zhao Min's skirt.
Zhao Min thought he suddenly had an evil intention; finally she was really scared. "You … what are you doing?" she called out.
Zhang Wuji said, "If you decide to let me go, just nod your head."
"Why?" Zhao Min asked.
Zhang Wuji ignored her question. He spat his saliva on that piece of silk cloth to make it wet. "Please forgive me," he said, "I don't have any choice." Immediately he sealed up her nose and mouth with that wet cloth.
Zhao Min could not breathe; a short moment later she felt her chest constricted, she felt utterly miserable. Unexpectedly she was so unyielding and did not want to nod her head at all; after a while her body slumped and she passed out.
Zhang Wuji took her wrist to examine her pulse; he felt her pulse to be weak. Immediately he took away the wet cloth covering her nose and mouth. After half a day Zhao Min slowly regained her consciousness; she moaned lightly.
"It didn't feel good, did it?" Zhang Wuji asked, "Now, are you or are you not going to let me go?"
Zhao Min hatefully said, "Even if I have to faint a hundred times I still won't let you go. You'd better just kill me." Swiping her mouth with her hand she spat several times and said, "Your spittle! Pei! It stank to the high heaven!"
Seeing her hard-heartedness Zhang Wuji was temporarily at a loss. After remaining in this stalemate situation for some time, he was getting more anxious than ever. Finally he said, "In order to save everybody's life I have to play rough. I apologize for being inappropriate." Grabbing her left foot he tore away her shoe and sock.
Zhao Min was both angry and scared. "Stinky boy, what are you doing?" she asked.
Zhang Wuji did not answer. He grabbed her right foot and also took her shoe and sock away. With both hands extended he touched the 'yong quan xue' [bubbling spring acupoint] on the bottom of her feet; then he transmitted heat toward these acupoints using the Nine Yang Divine Energy.
This 'yong quan xue' was located at the center of the crook of the foot; it was the end of the 'zu shao yin shen jing' [foot's 'little yin' kidney passage], thus it was very sensitive to the touch. Zhang Wuji was very proficient in medical science, hence his knowledge was profound. When children play, they used to tickle their friend's foot; making their body tingled from the sensation. This time he transmitted the warm Nine Yang Divine Energy into her 'yong quan xue'; the sensation was a hundred times more difficult to bear than if she was tickled using feather or soft plume. At first Zhao Min could not help but broke up in laughter. She wanted to pull her foot away, but her acupoints were sealed; how could she move away? Later on she felt discomfort more painful than if she were cut with blade or flogged with a whip. She felt like millions of fleas were creeping and crawling in her internal organs; nipping and gnawing at her bone marrow and blood veins. Her voice became hoarse from laughing, and gradually her laughter turned into crying.
Zhang Wuji hardened his heart; he ignored her crying and continued his torture. Zhao Min felt like her heart nearly jumped out from her chest; she felt like the hairs on her body fell off from their roots because of the itch. "Stinky kid … Thief …" she cursed, "One day, I … I will cut you … to thousand pieces. All right, all right … mercy … have mercy on me … Zhang … Master Zhang … Zhang Jiao … Jiaozhu … Boohoo … boohoo …"
"Are you or are you not going to let me go?" Zhang Wuji asked.
Sobbing Zhao Min replied, "I … I'll let you go. Stop … stop it!"
At last Zhang Wuji let his hand go and said, "Please forgive my offense!" He rubbed her back and unsealed her acupoints.
Zhao Min gasped for breath before scolding him, "Thief, give me back my shoes and socks!"
Zhang Wuji took the sock and grabbed her left foot. When he tortured her just a moment ago, he did not have any other thought in his mind; but now as soon as he touched her warm and soft foot his heart was beating faster. Zhao Min pulled her foot; she felt an unspeakable shyness so her face was blushing. Luckily in that darkness Wuji could not see her face. Silently she put her shoes and socks back on. A strange feeling crept into her heart; suddenly she wanted him to touch her foot again.
"Quick, hurry up!" suddenly she heard Zhang Wuji's stern voice, "Let me go!"
Without saying anything Zhao Min stretched out her hand to trace a circle engraved on the steel wall, and then with the end of her dagger's hilt she rapped the center of the circle seven, eight times; sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes long, sometimes short. As soon as she stopped a crashing noise was heard, a bright light came down as the trap door opened. The circle on the steel wall was actually connected to the outside by a narrow tube. The people outside immediately opened the door as she knocked the wall in a previously agreed pattern.
Zhang Wuji did not expect her to open the door as soon as she said so; he could not help but feel surprised. "Let's go!" he said.
Zhao Min hung her head low; she stood on the side without making any noise. Zhang Wuji remembered she was only a young girl and he had repeatedly tortured her; he felt sorry. He bowed and said, "Miss Zhao, just now I did not have any other choice. Please accept my most sincere apology."
"I can't call anybody," Zhao Min replied, "Even if I shout as loud as possible down here, people above won't be able to hear. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."Zhang Wuji was really angry; his left hand reached out and grabbed her arm. Zhao Min cried out in fear and tried to move her hands to fend off; but early on her acupoints had been sealed so she could not move. Zhang Wuji's left hand choked her throat; he said, "If I exert a little bit more strength, your life will be gone."By now those two stood very close to each other; he could feel her hurried breathing, it smelt like orchid. Zhang Wuji looked up to give some distance away between his face and hers. Zhao Min suddenly broke up in tears; choking and sobbing she said, "You bully me, you bully me!"Zhang Wuji did not expect this turn of events; he was startled. Releasing his left hand he said, "I don't want to bully you, I only want you to let me out."Still crying Zhao Min said, "It's not that I don't want to. All right; I'll call!" Raising her voice she shouted, "Hey, hey! Come here! Open the door, I fall into the steel trap!" She called out for a while, but nothing astir overhead. Zhao Min said with a smile, "You see? It's useless."Zhang Wuji's anger had reached the top; "Shameless! Crying and laughing. What kind of person are you?" he said."You are the shameless one!" Zhao Min shot back, "A big man like you bullying a weak girl like me.""You, a weak girl?" Zhang Wuji replied, "You are so crafty that even ten grown men are not your match.""Thank you for your praise, Zhang Da Jiaozhu Big Cult Leader Zhang!" Zhao Min laughed, "Little girl does not dare to accept."Zhang Wuji thought the situation was getting urgent; if he did not make a drastic move, the Ming Cult people would be annihilated. Gritting his teeth he reached out and with a scoff he tore a piece of Zhao Min's skirt.Zhao Min thought he suddenly had an evil intention; finally she was really scared. "You what are you doing?" she called out.Zhang Wuji said, "If you decide to let me go, just nod your head.""Why?" Zhao Min asked.Zhang Wuji ignored her question. He spat his saliva on that piece of silk cloth to make it wet. "Please forgive me," he said, "I don't have any choice." Immediately he sealed up her nose and mouth with that wet cloth.Zhao Min could not breathe; a short moment later she felt her chest constricted, she felt utterly miserable. Unexpectedly she was so unyielding and did not want to nod her head at all; after a while her body slumped and she passed out.Zhang Wuji took her wrist to examine her pulse; he felt her pulse to be weak. Immediately he took away the wet cloth covering her nose and mouth. After half a day Zhao Min slowly regained her consciousness; she moaned lightly."It didn't feel good, did it?" Zhang Wuji asked, "Now, are you or are you not going to let me go?"Zhao Min hatefully said, "Even if I have to faint a hundred times I still won't let you go. You'd better just kill me." Swiping her mouth with her hand she spat several times and said, "Your spittle! Pei! It stank to the high heaven!"Seeing her hard-heartedness Zhang Wuji was temporarily at a loss. After remaining in this stalemate situation for some time, he was getting more anxious than ever. Finally he said, "In order to save everybody's life I have to play rough. I apologize for being inappropriate." Grabbing her left foot he tore away her shoe and sock.Zhao Min was both angry and scared. "Stinky boy, what are you doing?" she asked.Zhang Wuji did not answer. He grabbed her right foot and also took her shoe and sock away. With both hands extended he touched the 'yong quan xue' bubbling spring acupoint on the bottom of her feet; then he transmitted heat toward these acupoints using the Nine Yang Divine Energy.This 'yong quan xue' was located at the center of the crook of the foot; it was the end of the 'zu shao yin shen jing' foot's 'little yin' kidney passage, thus it was very sensitive to the touch. Zhang Wuji was very proficient in medical science, hence his knowledge was profound. When children play, they used to tickle their friend's foot; making their body tingled from the sensation. This time he transmitted the warm Nine Yang Divine Energy into her 'yong quan xue'; the sensation was a hundred times more difficult to bear than if she was tickled using feather or soft plume. At first Zhao Min could not help but broke up in laughter. She wanted to pull her foot away, but her acupoints were sealed; how could she move away? Later on she felt discomfort more painful than if she were cut with blade or flogged with a whip. She felt like millions of fleas were creeping and crawling in her internal organs; nipping and gnawing at her bone marrow and blood veins. Her voice became hoarse from laughing, and gradually her laughter turned into crying.Zhang Wuji hardened his heart; he ignored her crying and continued his torture. Zhao Min felt like her heart nearly jumped out from her chest; she felt like the hairs on her body fell off from their roots because of the itch. "Stinky kid Thief " she cursed, "One day, I I will cut you to thousand pieces. All right, all right mercy have mercy on me Zhang Master Zhang Zhang Jiao Jiaozhu Boohoo boohoo ""Are you or are you not going to let me go?" Zhang Wuji asked.Sobbing Zhao Min replied, "I I'll let you go. Stop stop it!"At last Zhang Wuji let his hand go and said, "Please forgive my offense!" He rubbed her back and unsealed her acupoints.Zhao Min gasped for breath before scolding him, "Thief, give me back my shoes and socks!"Zhang Wuji took the sock and grabbed her left foot. When he tortured her just a moment ago, he did not have any other thought in his mind; but now as soon as he touched her warm and soft foot his heart was beating faster. Zhao Min pulled her foot; she felt an unspeakable shyness so her face was blushing. Luckily in that darkness Wuji could not see her face. Silently she put her shoes and socks back on. A strange feeling crept into her heart; suddenly she wanted him to touch her foot again."Quick, hurry up!" suddenly she heard Zhang Wuji's stern voice, "Let me go!"Without saying anything Zhao Min stretched out her hand to trace a circle engraved on the steel wall, and then with the end of her dagger's hilt she rapped the center of the circle seven, eight times; sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes long, sometimes short. As soon as she stopped a crashing noise was heard, a bright light came down as the trap door opened. The circle on the steel wall was actually connected to the outside by a narrow tube. The people outside immediately opened the door as she knocked the wall in a previously agreed pattern.Zhang Wuji did not expect her to open the door as soon as she said so; he could not help but feel surprised. "Let's go!" he said.Zhao Min hung her head low; she stood on the side without making any noise. Zhang Wuji remembered she was only a young girl and he had repeatedly tortured her; he felt sorry. He bowed and said, "Miss Zhao, just now I did not have any other choice. Please accept my most sincere apology."
