ife, Baoshi, had left still lying on the bed. On the wall where his two family spears had once hung one was missing, probably taken by one of the soldiers that night, leaving only one hanging there looking lonely as if like himself it had too had lost it’s old partner/wife. Apart from this nothing else was disturbed, all covered by a thick layer of dust…

On the wall where his two family spears had once hung one was missing, probably taken by one of the soldiers that night, leaving only one hanging there looking lonely as if like himself it had too had lost it’s old partner/wife. Apart from this nothing else was disturbed, all covered by a thick layer of dust. When he went over to his sworn brother Jing’s house it was also much the same as the night they had left.

He thought about the old wine seller Qu San (the cripple Inn Keeper from Ch 1) with his incredible martial arts skills he might be able to help him find his sworn brother’s family and his wife, however when he went to the wine shop he saw it was locked up and no one was there. Yang TieXin (now disguised as Mu Yi) then went and made inquiries amongst his acquaintances in Ox Village but they all said that after the soldiers had left there had been no news of Guo or Yang.

He then returned to Red Plum village to ask about his wife at his father in law house only to find that his father in law had died of shock shortly after hearing the news of the soldiers attack from that night. Yang TieXin wanted to cry, but had no more tears to shed. Dejected he returned to the farmer’s family who had cared for him in Lotus Pond village.

However as the saying goes, “Troubles never visit in isolation.” An epidemic of plague had broken out and one by one the farmer’s family were stricken. After only a few days six of them died leaving only a new born baby girl alive. Yang TieXin was duty bound to care for her so he made her his adopted daughter and took her with him on his quest to find Li Ping and Bao XiRuo. But since one was halfway to the northern desert and the other already in the north what chance did he have of finding them?

Yang TieXin however didn’t dare to use his real name since he was a wanted man hunted for by government soldiers. So he ‘split’ the character for for his surname, “Yang” in half and used the left side to form the new character “Mu” for his assumed/new surname and the right half to form the character “Yi” for his personal name.

(Tr Note: The character “Yang” is made up of the character “Mu” or wood and “Yang” for the sound. The whole character actually means Poplar Tree as well as being a surname. The “Mu” of his assumed name actually means solemn and has another part of a character on the right side. The “Yang” character is pronounced as “Yi” when by itself and means “Change” as well as other meanings. This is coincidently the same “Yi” as the “Yi Jing” or “I Ching” – classic of changes. I’m sure there are quite a few allusions in this simple name change from which those who know Chinese history and culture well could have hours of fun analysing. Also it is a common fact that when a man is forced to alter his name he is reluctant to lose touch with the original name, so the name Yang TieXin choose is not in keeping with custom. Anyway – on with the story!)

After ten years of fruitless searching among the “rivers and lakes” all over the country (the Chinese south, not the Jin north) his adopted daughter Mu NianCi had grown like a flower into a young woman. Yang TieXin thought that his wife must have probably died at the hands of marauding troops by now. But he still held out the hope that heaven was not blind to the suffering of man, and that Guo XiaoTian’s wife had born a son (Guo Jing) who had lived. As soon as Mu NianCi was of marriageable age he stuck his spear into the ground, erected a banner proclaiming a competition to win the hand of his daughter and waited in the hope that Guo Jing would one day come and win her hand in marriage thus fulfilling his hope and pledge to become father-in-law to his sworn brother’s son.

Although many tried, no Guo Jing was among them, and so after the best part of a year he even this hope of finding Guo Jing began to fade. Now he would even be content to find any man of good character and martial ability to marry his adopted daughter. Then, all of a sudden, on this one day, to encounter embarrassment at the hands of Wanyan Kang and help from a heroic stranger yet by nightfall to find that the heroic stranger is non-other than Guo Jing, well how could he help but become overwhelmed with emotion?

Meanwhile, Mu NianCi was beginning to grow impatient listening to them talk about the past. She wanted Guo Jing to help them escape first and then when they were safe to talk over old times at leisure. But then she had a sudden thought, “If we leave now, I will never see ‘him’ again!” As soon as such a thought came to her, she hurriedly pushed it aside. Guo Jing was also thinking that getting everybody out was the most important thing so he slowly raised his golden knife ready to stike the lock and cut it open.

Suddenly a glint of light appeared under the door and the sound of many footsteps could be heard approaching. Guo Jing quickly slipped behind a door just as the prison doors were pushed open and in marched several people. Through the crack in the door Guo Jing could see the person in front was a bodyguard carrying a lantern. Behind him was the prince’s consort, Wanyan Kang’s mother.

She asked the bodyguard, “Are these two the people whom the young prince imprisoned?”

The bodyguard replied, “Yes,” confirming it was them.

She then ordered the guard on duty, “Release them immediately.”

The bodyguard hesitated, reluctant to obey the order so she said, “If the young prince asked why you released them, tell him I did it, now quickly open the lock and free them!”

The guard dared not refuse the order any longer and opened the lock freeing both of them. The consort then produced two ingots of silver from her cloak and passed them to Yang TieXin saying softly, “Please go safely!”

Yang TieXin however didn’t take the silver but just stared at her without so much as a blink. The consort assumed from his stare that he was angry with her and felt remorse at what they had suffered. In a gentle voice she apologized, “Please forgive us, my son has wronged both of you most gravely today through his disgraceful behaviour.”

Yang TieXin stared at her for a little while before slowly taking the silver and putting it in his robe without a word. He then took his daughter’s hand and walked out of the prison.

The bodyguard called after him. “Hey you scum, don’t you know any manners? When our lady saves your life you should get down on your knees and koutou to show your thanks!”

But Yang TieXin kept on walking as if he had not heard a thing.

Guo Jing waited until they had closed the door and left. Only when he heard the consort was far away did he emerge from hiding and look around. But by then there was no sign of Yang TieXin or his daughter. He thought that they must have left the palace by now so he had best return to the “Fragrant Snow” hall and pull Huang Rong away from listening so they could hurry back with the medicine for Wang Chuyi. He rushed off to the hall following the winding path when he saw two figures carrying red lanterns coming directly towards him in what also looked like a great hurry. Guo Jing tried to duck and hide behind a scenic rockery but he was too late, he had already been spotted.

“Who’s there!” shouted the man as he dashed forward with his hands raised in a claw stance.

Guo Jing could only raise his arms to block the strike. In the light of the two lanterns he was now able to clearly see that his attacker was none other than Wanyan Kang!

As it turned out, the bodyguard, after releasing the prisoners, had hurriedly reported the consort’s actions to the young prince. Wanyan Kang got a shock when he heard this.

He thought to himself, “Mother’s heart has always been too soft and she never sees the consequences of the old man and his daughter getting away! If my ShiFu were hear about this, and were to bring them to face me, how could I deny what’s been going on! I would really be in deep **** (trouble)!”

He immediately rushed to search for them and see if he could cut them off in time before they really escaped from the palace. Running into Guo Jing was the last thing he expected.

Both of them had already fought heavily that day and now they meet again in the middle of the night, one in a hurry to rush back with medicine, the other in a hurry to kill two people so as to seal their lips, thus they fought even more(?) tenaciously now. Guo Jing tried to escape a couple of times but was always blocked by Wanyan Kang. When Guo Jing saw the bodyguard coming forward drawing out his sword ready to assist his master he thought things were going badly indeed!

Liang Ziwong thought that Huang Rong was about to be defeated when turned to leave but to his surprise he heard a cry from the crowd that indicated a change of situation. Huang Rong suddenly raised up both her arms and head sending the three bowls of wine soaring straight up in the air. She then swung both her fists towards Hou Tonghai and struck using a move called “Eight Steps to overtake the moon” (or something like that). Because Hou Tonghai was carrying the wine bowls he couldn’t block the strike so instead he had to dodge quickly to the left. Huang Rong followed through with a flash of her right hand leaving Hou Tonghai no option this time but to block with his arm. Not only was he unable to stop the wine from spilling in his hands, but the bowl perched atop his head also tipped over and fell with a crash to the floor.

Huang Rong instantly leaped back and caught two of her bowls in mid air while the remaining one fell neatly on her soft cloud like hair, all without spilling so much as a drop of wine. Everyone present could not help quietly murmuring, “Excellent” upon seeing such a brilliant performance of skill. Ouyang Ke however didn’t murmur his praise, but said it out rather loudly. Sha Tongtian shot him and angry glare

but Ouyang Ke did not notice and again called out, “Brilliant indeed!”

Hou Tonghai’s cheeks flushed red, “Try that again!”

Huang Rong laughed and scrapped her cheek with a finger saying, “Now, now, aren’t you ashamed?”

Sha Tongtian seeing his junior disciple’s loss of face gave a grunt, “Young girl you are certainly full of devious tricks. Tell us, who is your master?”

Huang Rong smiled sweetly, “I’ll tell you tomorrow. Right now I must be on my way.”

Without appearing to bend a leg or take a step Sha Tongtian suddenly appeared in the doorway blocking Huang Rong’s exit. Only just a few minutes earlier Huang Rong had already learnt just how powerful Sha Tongtien’s Gongfu was when he had grabbed and locked both of her hands and this latest “Change form exchange place” maneuver only served to highlight just how powerful and opponent he would be. Although she felt a slight wave of worry, her face didn’t betray her feelings.

Instead she gave a slight frown and asked in a slightly annoyed tone, “Why are you blocking my way?”

Sha Tongtian replied, “I want you to tell me which school you belong to and why you came barging into the palace.”

Huang Rong arched her pretty eyebrows and asked, “And what if I don’t tell you?”

Sha Tongtian snapped, “When the dragon king of the demonic sect asks a question, there is no choice but to answer!”

Huang Rong saw that she was surrounded in the hall and there wasn’t much chance of her making a run for it. She saw Liang Ziwong was about to leave and so called out to him pleading sweetly, “Uncle! This bad man is blocking my way and won’t let me go home.”

Liang Ziwong laughed when he heard her grumbling in such a cute manner, “The dragon king has only asked you a question, why don’t you be a nice girl and answer him? I’m sure he will let you go then.”

Huang Rong laughed in her most charming way and replied, “But I just don’t feel like answering.” And then to Sha Tongtian, “OK – If you don’t make way, I’ll just have to dash through.”

Sha Tongtian laughed coldly, “Only if you have the ability to get through.”

Huang Rong demanded, “You must not lay a finger on me!”

Sha Tongtian replied, “What need is there for me, the dragon king, to move a finger in order to stop a little girl like you.”

Huang Rong exclaimed, “Good, It’s settled then. A gentleman cannot go back on his word. Dragon King Sha, do you see that?” She pointed with her left hand off to one side of the room. Sha Tongtian looked over to where she was pointing and at this point Huang Rong made a dash to get past him whilst he was distracted.

She moved with blinding speed, but Sha Tontian’s reaction was even faster. He shot his right two fingers up and aimed towards her eyes as she moved forward. If she didn’t stop she would be blinded. Luckily she was agile enough to stop in time and leap back away from the danger. She immediately tried again and again from many different angles but each time she found her way blocked no matter how quickly she moved. Finally when she found her nose almost smashing into Sha Tongtian’s shiny bald head threatening to stain it with blood from her broken nose she gave up with a little shriek of frustration.

Liang Ziwong laughed heartily, “Dragon King Sha is a master at this, there is no point in continuing. Why not just admit defeat?” He then turned off and set off at a rapid pace back to his medicine store room.

As soon as he stepped into the room he smelt fresh bood and knew that all was not well. He looked down and saw by the glow of his torch the shriveled body of his prized red snake. All it’s blood had been drained and his stores of medicines were strewn about the place. Liang Ziwong’s blood ran cold – 20 years of work had been destroyed in one night! He clutched the body of his dead snake and couldn’t control his tears.

Later he killed a seriously wounded senior (master?) and from inside his sack he took a manual of martial art’s secrets along with ten or so prescriptions for the preperation of different types of medicines/drugs/potions. Study of this book combined with use of these drugs would lead to martial arts of incredible power. Part of the preparation of the drugs required the raising of a special type of venomous snake. He searched deep in the forests and mountains to find this type of snake and fed it upon the most precious of herbs and other medicines. The snakes body was originally black, but over the years as her fed it cinnabar it gradually began to turn into a bright red. After twenty years of feeding the snake it had only just a few more days to complete it’s transformation when he was called to Yan Jing to meet with the Prince. When the snake was ready he only need drink the blood of the snake and meditate to gain the full benefit of the martial arts power which would make his gongfu more powerful than ever. Now to see his lifes work not only lost to him, but to possibly in addition have someone else benefit instead was more than he could bear.

After a few moments he managed to compose himself and saw that the traces of blood on the snake had not yet congealed. He realized then that it couldn’t have been very long since the snake had died, so the culprit must still be near by. He immediately leapt up into a tall tree and looked all around for any signs of the thief. From there he saw the vicious fight between Guo Jing and Wanyan Kang going on in the garden. Burning with fury and anger, he leaped down and sped off towards the fight. As soon as he arrived he could already smell the pungent smell of the snake’s blood coming from Guo Jing.

Guo Jing was not Wanyan Kang’s equal yet when it came to fighting and from the start he was already at a disadvantage. To make matters worse, he felt his stomach burning up with and unbearable heat as if it were full of boiling water. He was terribly thirsty and itched most terribly all over his body.

“This time I’m certain to die,” he thought, “The snake’s poison is beginning to take hold.”

In the midst of these fearful thoughts he was being struck repeatedly by Wanyan Kang’s fists which were made even more painful by the effects of the poison.

“You filthy bastard!” yelled Liang Ziwong, “Who sent you to steal my precious snake?” He couldn’t imagine that some stupid kid would know about such a secret as that of the snake. He thought it must be someone else who put him up to the task. In fact he was almost certain that it was Wang Chuyi who had sent Guo Jing.

When Guo Jing heard this he was furious. “That precious snake of yours attacked and poisoned me! I’ve got a bone to pick with you!” (Tr. Sorry, it’s hard to render it into better english without becoming too inaccurate) and he leaped toward Liang Ziwong with his fists raised for attack.

Liang Ziwong however smelt the medicine smell mingled with the snake blood and had an evil thought. “He has drunk the snakes blood. If I kill him now and drink his blood then I may still be able to gain the beneficial effects. Who knows, maybe the drug’s effects will be enhanced…” As soon as he thought of this his anger vanished and he leaped towards Guo Jing to meet his attack. With his superior gongfu he was able to easily lock Guo Jing’s arms and legs and hold him down. He then prepared to bite into Guo Jing’s neck to extract his precious drug/medicine…

Meanwhile Huang Rong, no matter how quickly she moved had not been able to get past Sha Tongtian. She was already getting anxious about what would happen if he decided to catch her. She decided that a change of tact may be more appropriate.

“If I can get through the door then you promise to leave me be, okay?” She asked.

“If you can get through the door I will admit defeat.” replied Sha Tongtian.

“Ai yo! What a pity my father only taught me the skill of entering, not the skill of leaving.” she sighed.

“What is this ‘entering’ and ‘leaving’ skill?” Sha Tongtian asked half doubting, half curiously.

“Your ‘Change form exchange place’ skill, although not bad, is still far below that of my father’s skills. Way below in fact.” she boasted.

“Don’t talk crap you stupid girl.” Sha Tongtian retorted angrily. “Anyway, who is your father?”

“If I told you my father’s name, I’m afraid I would scare you out of your wits, so it’s best if I don’t say.” Huang Rong replied mischievously. “When he taught me the skill of entering he hid by the door way and I tried to rush in from outside. I tried many times but was never able to get past him. However even though I cannot get out against you with your piddling skills, there is no way that you could stop me from getting back in. I wouldn’t even have to raise a sweat”

Sha Tongtian laughed coldly and said, “From outside going in or from inside going out, what’s the difference? OK you come here and show me!” With that he moved aside to let her demonstrate the great ‘entering’ gongfu which she boasted.

Huang Rong immediately shot outside and laughed, “Ha, you fell for my trick. You said a minute ago that if I could get through the door that you would admit defeat and would let me go. Well am I outside now? Did I not go through the door? Come now Dragon King Sha, you are an honorable man, your word is your bond. You cannot think of going back on what you promised in front of all these gentlemen.”

Although Sha Tongtian knew that she had tricked him, she was correct, his word was his bond and he could hardly go back on what he promised. He scratched his bald head and flushed red but could see no way to get out of this.

Peng Lianhu however was not about to let Huang Rong get away. He suddenly shot out a stream of darts towards her. The darts were extremely fast but they were aimed close to the back of her head rather than right at her. However when they hit the stone pillar they ricocheted towards her. They were too fast for her to catch and she had no choice but to leap forward a pace to avoid them. The darts continued in a stream and each one forced her to moved forward half a few inches. Before she knew it she had moved back inside the hall again!

Peng Lianhu’s objective all along had been to force her back into the room and everyone watching exclaimed their praise at his skill. He just laughed and said, “What’s this? You’ve gone back inside again!”

Huang Rong scowled, “Huh! You used your ‘ninja’ weapons to bully a girl and force her to move, what’s so fantastic about that!”

“Who was bullying you?” he asked incredulously. I never laid a finger on you or harmed you!”

“Then let me go!” she said angrily.

“First tell us who taught you your gongfu.” he demanded.

Huang Rong smiled and said, “I taught myself whilst in my mother’s womb!”

Peng Lianhu said, “If you’re not willing to tell us then perhaps I can find out another way!” With this he shot his fist straight towards her shoulder.

Huang Rong didn’t move or try to block the blow. She figured that he wouldn’t dare to act so shamelessly as to hit a girl who refused to fight back.

When Peng Lianhu saw she wasn’t going to fight he pulled short his punch and withdrew his arm shouting, “Come on, show me what you’ve got. Stupid girl! I bet I can find out who your master by your style of fighting within 10 (martial arts) moves.”

He had seen many styles during his life and although he had seen the Huang Rong was a very crafty girl, he was confident that she would not be able to hide her real martial arts style from him in a true fight. In fact he thought he needed no more than ten to do so.

Huang Rong asked, “And if you have not found out within ten moves?”

“Then I will let you walk free.” he replied, and without further ado launched into an attack using ‘Triple Linked Penetration’ (Literal Translation) so called because it incorporated three movements(?).

Huang Rong turned her body and dodged whilst forming a ring with her thumb and little finger and stretching the remaining fingers to form a three-pronged fork. Using this she counter attacked using the ‘Night Trident Searches the Sea’.

Hou Tonghai cried out, “‘Night Trident Searches the Sea!’ Senior Brother, this brat must be from the……Our (?Book says ?? so i’m guessing he must be referring to his own school – i.e. Demon Sect?) School of Martial Arts.”

“Rubbish!” scolded Sha Tongtian. He knew the Huang Rong had already been teasing and making fun of Hou Tonghai for some time before tonight. He figured that she must have picked up the ‘Night Trident Searches the Sea!’ from her earlier encounters fighting with Hou Tonghai.

Peng Lianhu couldn’t suppress a laugh as he whirled around to attack again. Huang Rong turned obliquely to the left and without bending a knee or taking a step suddenly ‘moved’ to the side.

Hou Tonghai again exclaimed, “‘Change form exchange place’!, Senior Brother, did you teach her that?”

Sha Tonghai again scolded him saying, “Can you shut up – okay? Always saying stupid things!” However, inside he couldn’t help but admire Huang Rong’s intelligence and skill in learning the basics of such a move after only having seen it once. Even if the execution of the move wasn’t entirely correct, she had been able to dodge Peng Lianhu’s strike. Amazing achievement!

As the fight continued Huang Rong attacked using the “Soul smashing knife” followed by the ‘Soul Snatching Whip” strikes. When Hou Tonghai saw these attacks and heard her call out, “Yi Yi Yi” with each strike he couldn’t help but call out, “Senior Brother! This brat must be from out school…” If he didn’t see Sha Tonghai’s face growing angrier by the minute he would have again called out the name of the sects moves.

Peng Lianhu was also getting angrier. He thought to himself, “So far I’ve been kind and have shown mercy with my attacks, but this girl is craftier than a witch. If I don’t start using more vicious attacks I run the chance of not forcing her to reveal her true style.”

Martial Artists, after training in their chosen style may pick up moves from other styles and over time can even become quite proficient at them. However, in a life and death struggle, they will always return to their roots and use the style that they first learnt and are most familiar with.

Peng Lianhu’s first four strikes had been mild and contained no desire to injure. However from his fifth strike his moves became like a whirlwind. When all the spectators saw his moves take on a vicious turn they couldn’t help but become worried for Huang Rong. Everyone had not idea of her background and although she had been stubborn, no one actually had any real grievance against her or wanted to see such a young, pretty and charming girl come to any harm.

No one except for Hou Tonghai that is, who actually thought, “The sooner the ***** (brat) is dead the better!”

Huang Rong continued hide her style by using strikes from Wanyan Kang’s ‘CompleteTruthSchool’ and Guo Jing’s ‘Southern Mountain Fists’ style. She had only just learnt these moves by seeing them earlier the same day when Guo Jing and Wanyan Kang fought using them on the stage. For the seventh move she even used Peng Lianhu’s ‘Triple Linked Penetration’ that she first saw only six moves ago! However now it was getting more and more dangerous. Even in a straight fight with Huang Rong using all her strength and true skills against Peng Lianhu she would not be able to prevail, how could she expect to survive using tricks picked up by observing others? She was gambling against the fact that even though he was using the most vicious strokes that he wouldn’t actually go so far as to kill her.

“This little girl is remarkably smart. She can hold herself against that Peng guy’s fists. Ayo. Watch out, watch out. Why haven’t you dodged left?”

Peng Lianhu’s style used a brilliant mixture of false (i.e. feints) and real strikes, which he was able to switch between at will. On the eighth move he made a feint with his left and a real lunge with his right. Huang Rong expected him to do the opposite on the next move and feint with his right whilst attacking with his left. This meant that she ought to dodge to her right, but when she heard Ouyang Ke call out she immediately changed her mind and leapt elegantly to the left. This sudden posture was exquisite, and it turned out that nobody in the crowd recognized it.

When Peng Lianhu heard Ouyang Ke’s crucial word of help he became furious. He thought, “Do you think that I wont kill you if I have to you stupid girl!” His nickname wasn’t ‘Slaughterer of a Thousand Hands’ for nothing. He had an extremely cruel nature when angry. At first when he saw Huang Rong he thought that she being so young, and a girl, it would be shameful to kill her, but now at the second last move of the contest and still yet to find her real School/Style, he was so angry that he no longer cared. He struck with ‘Push open the window and watch the moon’ using all his force, left hand “Yin,” right hand “Yang,” one soft, one hard, both simultaneously pushing out.

Huang Rong knew that things were desperate now. She stepped back as she saw his fists coming toward her face. All that she could do was to duck her head, bend both her arms, point both elbows forwards and strike at his chest.

Peng Lianhu expected her to try and block this strike and intended to follow up with the tenth stroke. However he was taken aback that she should actually try a counter attack against such a vicious strike. He had already half executed the tenth strike ‘Falling Star Great Void’, but immediately concentrated his internal energy to stop his strike like trying to reign a horse back from tipping over a cliff. “You are a disciple of ‘Twin Killers of the Dark Winds!’” he cried out with a shiver in his voice.

Huang Rong leapt back several feet. When Peng Lianhu called out these words a wave of fear went through the room. Everyone present, with the exception of Price Zhao knew of the dreaded ‘Twin Killers of the Dark Winds’. Even the feared ‘Slaughterer of a Thousand Hands’ Peng was afraid to touch her now.

Before Huang Rong could say anything a cry sounded in the still night air. It was Guo Jing, and he sounded as if he was in real danger. Huang Rong was suddenly concerned about his safety and her face went white with fear.

Guo Jing’s arms and legs were all held down by Liang Ziwong. He wasn’t able to move an inch but as he saw Liang Ziwong coming closer ready to bite his throat he suddenly felt a surge of strength born of desperation and executing ‘Carp Arching Backwards’ he was able to free himself and leap upright. Liang Ziwong quickly struck again. Guo Jing tried to leap forward (away from Liang Ziwong) but Liang Ziwong’s speed was like the wind and there was no way Guo Jing could escape it.

“Smack!” the punch hit him square on his back and was not at all like the earlier punches from Wanyan Kang. This one felt like it penetrated to the bone. Guo Jing was frightened out of his wits and didn’t stop for another hit but continued running straight ahead, away from everyone. His ‘Jing Gong’ (light foot skill) ability was very good and he used it to maximum ability to speed through the trees and rookeries of the garden. Liang Ziwong was not able to keep pace.

Guo Jing initially ran very fast but after a short while felt himself growing slower and he began to pant heavily. There was a big hole torn in the back of his gown and he felt pain from where he had been hit. He thought that the Liang Ziwong’s last punch must have actually been a claw and taken some of his flesh away along with the back of his cloak. He was very worried now and looked frantically for some place to hide. Straight ahead was the Consort Wang’s shabby compound. He rushed in with the hope that they wouldn’t search there and he might be able to make his escape later. He lay down behind the wall at the back and didn’t dare to move a muscle. Soon he heard Liang