Chor Lau Heung battled
an enemy who kidnapped Song Siu Ching and almost killed her. Chor realised he
didn't train Siu Ching enough hence gave her a very strict, hard-core boot
camp. After two weeks, Siu Ching had more than enough bruises and frustration. Chor Lau Heung 1984 is the property of Gu Long
and TVB HK. This fanfiction is dedicated to Michael Miu Kiu Wai and Barbara
Yung Mei Ling. I own nothing but my love to them and this series (click here to read all CLH'84 episodes). Click this to read this fan-fiction at my
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Chor Lau Heung and Song Siu Ching, ep 36 |
Tough Love
Chor
Lau Heung crouched behind the bush in the darkness. He knew he had to show
himself soon, but he preferred to observe his surroundings first, pitch dark as
it was. He squinted to see any signs around, including in the tree canopies. It
was a moonless night, but he thought he saw something moving slightly on a tree
across the clearing in front of him. Tentatively, he walked into the open
clearing towards the tree. A swift sound alerted him and he pirouetted to the
closest tree branch to avoid a flying dagger. Yet, as he landed his right foot
on the branch, he caught another swift sound and had to backflip off the branch
to avoid another dagger. Using both his gravity-defying skill and his agility,
he had to do several somersaults among tree branches to avoid not only flying
daggers but also throwing-stars. Eventually, the Lingering Fragrance had
enough. He unhooked the Jade Sword he'd been carrying and, as he leapt towards
his target tree, rotated the central point of the scabbard around his body to
make an effective spherical shield as he used his gravity-defying skill (ching gung/qinggong)
to practically fly towards the tree. As he parried the daggers and throwing-stars
with that method, the offensive items scattered around him. Some were even
reflected back to his offenders as could be heard from their gasps and cries as
their weapons flew back at them. Closing in to the tree, Chor Lau Heung caught
the last dagger thrown at him and threw it to the tree instead. He heard metal
clanking before a chilling laughter broke.
"I
have heard that you're good, but I never thought you were this good!"
"Thanks
for your compliment," Chor Lau Heung landed safely on the grass and wrapped his fists to greet the enemy in the darkness. "Now I'm here, let her go."
"Not
that easy, Chor Lau Heung. You have to defeat me first before you get
her."
"You
promised you'd let her go once I arrive here!"
"Ah,
we are talking about promises, aren't we? What about your promise to be my
brother's friend, and yet you betrayed him and let him fall off the
cliff?!"
Lingering
Fragrance squinted. "Mo Fa brought his own demise when he betrayed his
sect and killed those innocents. If your sources were trustworthy, you'd know
that I'd tried to reason with him before we had to have the duel."
"Rubbish!
You let him die!"
Chor
Lau Heung sighed as he remembered the day he lost Monk Mo Fa who used to be his
best friend. "We fought on an unstable cliff of a volcanic mountain. The volcano
exploded and I just managed to hold onto a rock. I managed to catch his sleeve
but he still fell." He shook his head in sorrow. "To this day, I
still wished that I was able to save him."
"You
lie!" With a thundering anger, a figure leapt from the darkness. By now
Chor's eyes were already adjusted to the darkness, hence he could see his
opponent. Mo Tao was the half-brother of Monk Mo Fa’s who died during a duel
years ago. Despite never meeting Mo Tao, Lingering Fragrance could see similarities
between the two men. Although Mo Fa was stocky and Mo Tao was willowy, they
both shared the same facial lines and postures. The way they squinted their
eyes were also similar. Chor Lau Heung wondered why Heaven arranged two
brothers to be his enemies. Would it be too much to ask to have friends instead
of enemies?
"It
was the truth. I can tell you all about it over wine had you asked me
nicely." Chor moved forward, a glint of fury shone on his eyes. "Yet
you had to kill half the Beggar Clan and decapitated one of the Shaolin masters
just to get me. Thus I'm afraid..." He smiled although his eyes were
alight with anger, "I just have to deal with you now."
"Deal,"
was the chilling response he got from Mo Tao.
"Release
Siu Ching first."
"Not
before you defeat me."
"Fine,"
Chor Lau Heung tried to buy more time. "At least show me that she is
okay."
Mo
Tao didn't say anything. He just made a swift tug with his left hand, which
caused something gliding towards them. Chor looked up to see an iron cage
gliding above her, then stopped suspended in the air, held by a cable
stretching between trees. It wasn't just a cage though. The whole bars of the
cage were installed with knives heading inwards into the heart of the captive
inside the cage. Aimed at Song Siu Ching, who was crouching silently on the
cage floor.
Realising
the gravity of the situation, Chor Lau Heung felt his heart stopped beating for
a moment. "Siu Ching..." He whispered before increasing his volume.
"Siu Ching, are you alright?"
"Brother
Chor!!" Siu Ching's panicked voice somehow told him that she was okay, at
least until now. "I'm here!" As if he had to be told to see it.
"Stay
still, Siu Ching. I will save you!" Through the cafe bar, Chor saw the
pale face of the woman he loved nodding. Then their eyes met. Chor's heart
sank. Siu Ching tried to be brave, but her unsaid fear made him realise that
she also knew how tricky situation they were in now. Chor Lau Heung saw no other
way out than an offensive strategy.
At
that point, the said serial killer laughed to see trouble registered on Chor's
usually calm countenance for a few seconds. "Chor Lau Heung, even a smart
man like you would know by now how hopeless your situation is. I'm controlling
the cage with the rope on my hand. If you hit me, the cage will fall. But its
mechanism will release the daggers from the bars, effectively making your
beloved a sliced fish. If you don't stop me from flying around, I can easily
bang the cage to the branch above us, and it will also trigger the
knives." Satisfied to see wrath burning Chor's face, Mo Tao added,
"But of course we have another option. You can kill your sorry self in
front of me, and as you died I will release your love so that she can take care
of your funeral. That is, if I am not tempted to decapitate you first and feed
your head to street dogs."
"Don't
listen to him, Brother Chor!" Siu Ching screamed from above. "I have
faith that you can defeat him!"
"And
if you don't tell your woman to shut up, I can also release some knives so that
she has some nice holes when you open up the cage!" barked Mo Tao. Siu
Ching stopped talking, but more because she didn't want to add to the already
grave situation. She just looked down to Chor who was looking back at her. She
smiled. He smiled back and turned his attention towards Mo Tao.
"Well,
if you insist," he finally said with a faint smile. "But don't
forget, I can still win, and I still can take your head."
Both
men stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Then, alternating
between bare hand and sword, Chor Lau Heung opened with close-ranged attacks
that ignored the sharp edge of Mo Tao's sabre. The famous golden sabre that had
claimed more than fifty men for the last two months before he and Siu Ching
decided to investigate the case. The same golden sabre, he deducted, that cut a
strand of Siu Ching's hair as he received a letter from Mo Tao, with the hair
strand inside, informing him that he had her and he was invited to a lethal
duel in exchange for her safety. Suppressing his anger and concerns, Chor
managed to deliver some blows that caused the cage to slide downwards. Yet,
before the cage touched down, Lingering Fragrance had kicked the cage base
upwards, preventing the daggers to be released. Nonetheless, this move also
gave his opponent the chance to recover from his blows and launched
counterattacks. Several times Mo Tao just pulled the rope with his left hand
such that the cage almost hit the tree branch, but the King of Thieves used his
gravity-defying skills to attack his enemy, such that Mo Tao had to use his
left hand to block the attack, thus
returning the cage to a somewhat normal position. In between, Mo Tao also
launched some daggers and throwing stars at Chor, making him somersaulting,
back flipping and pirouetting here and there.
Finally
at wit’s end, Chor Lau Heung stopped and jumped back a few steps behind. Sweat
profusely ran on his face, but he didn't bother wiping it off. He just calmed
his breathing to the point that his opponent couldn't detect whether he was
breathing or not. Then, before Mo Tao launched another insult or physical attack,
Lau Heung suddenly leapt high in the air, swung his sword high to cut the rope
off the cage and spinning mid-air towards the branch above the cage. Just as he
reached that branch, he used one foot to propel him back into the air. He dove
down, sliced the roof of the cage, pulled a semi-conscious Siu Ching from the
cage and kicked the cage to propel them back into the air, just as the cage
collided with the ground, releasing the daggers into a spot where Siu Ching was
crouching a few seconds ago.
The
couple tumbled down on the ground as the King of Thieves exhausted his
momentum. Yet, as he rose to stabilise himself, Mo Tao scooped in to snatch the
weak Siu Ching. Chor jumped on his feet but Mo Tao was faster. Shoving his
sabre at Siu Ching's throat, he yelled, "Stop there or I'll slice her
throat."
Unlike
former assassin Yat Dim Hung who wanted nothing but information about his
wife's killer in exchange of Siu Ching, or even Yuen Tsui Wan who harboured some
unrequited feelings at the girl, Mo Tao had no affinity towards Siu Ching. When
he said that he'd cut her throat, he meant exactly that. He actually had
applied pressure to Siu Ching’s neck, such that a tiny line of blood started to
appear there. Lingering Fragrance yielded. "Please let her go. This is between
you and me."
"Fat
chance, Chor Lau Heung! I know now that I may not be able to kill you without
hurting myself. But it doesn't mean that I can't cut her throat open and enjoy
your pain." Mo Tao slightly moved sideways to move out of Chor’s attack range.
Yet as he did so, he slightly disturbed his balance such that his foot stumbled
upon a protruding root. He staggered for a few seconds, but that was enough for
Chor Lau Heung to throw a pebble to dislodge the sabre. Chor wasted no time; he
leaped forward, pushed Siu Ching aside, delivered a kick on Mo Tao's chest and,
as his foot gained stronghold on his enemy's chest, he back-flipped.
With
one hand holding onto Siu Ching’s Jade Sword, Chor Lau Heung’s first instinct
was to protect Siu Ching from another attack, and that was what he did next:
enveloping her body with his body. But when he sensed Mo Tao jumping at him
from behind with the swishing sound of a sabre, he turned and swung the Jade Sword
around. The uncalculated move paid off, for the next thing he heard was the
clank of metals colliding and the thud as Mo Tao's body fell on his feet,
spraying blood on him and Siu Ching. The
Jade Sword had apparently not only parried the golden sabre; it had also cut
open Mo Tao’s chest.
That
night, Chor Lau Heung and Song Siu Ching took a rest in a nearby Beggar Clan
branch. Branch Leader Mr Siu didn't object when the blood-stained Chor
requested one single room for him and Miss Song. Mr Siu had known the couple
long enough and had been treating them as a married couple for a while. Chor
Lau Heung didn't request one room to have any intimate moments with Siu Ching
though. He did that because he realised he was so close to losing her that
night, thus he just wanted to hug her to sleep. Siu Ching herself was rather
shocked after the cage experience, hence she didn't disentangle herself from
Chor the whole night. After bathing to clean themselves from the gore and
blood, the couple slept spooning each other, although Lingering Fragrance did
wake up several times from a nightmare about Siu Ching, which caused the girl
to wake up too.
-xxx-
A
few days later, the couple returned to the Fragrant Boat to the excitement of
Sue, Rosie, Sugar and Wah Jan Jan, who had lost track of them during the Mo Tao
fiasco. The next morning, Siu Ching woke up to find Chor in dark training
clothes, instead of his usual white and dandy clothes. He handed her a training
sword and asked her to follow him outside. He then explained that, although Siu
Ching had asked him to train her, in which he did, he now realised that he
hadn't train the girl enough. The hostage situation with Mo Tao was the
evidence.
"I
need to train you better, Siu Ching," said Chor as he looked deep into her
eyes. "I need to train you hard until I know you can defend yourself with
or without me around. And I'll know that if you manage to defeat me in a
fight."
Full
of love to her Chor tai-gor,
Siu Ching gave her consent and started the training directly. However, she
didn't realise what she truly signed for. Contrary to his jovial self, Chor Lau
Heung was very strict, almost dictatorial, during
the training. He designed a training regime that involved tough strength and
durability exercises in addition to sword and bare hand fighting. At dawn, well
before breakfast, he'd wake Siu Ching up and made her do some warming up
movements before they ran up and down the small hill nearby the river their
boat was parked at. After breakfast, he'd make her run and fetch buckets of
water for the boat's logistics, alternating with some push ups and core
exercises to build up her sword/dagger throwing skills. He then had an hour of
sword fighting trainings with her before lunch time. After lunch, he'd do some
breathing exercises with her, followed by at least one hour of repeated and
focused beating of a log with a heavy wooden stick to sharpen Siu Ching’s attacks.
They'd continue with a bare hand fight until dinner time, after which they'd do
a series of combined weapon and bare hand fights before bedtime. The order of
the training changed every few days to prevent Siu Ching’s body getting too
much into the rhythm and forget alertness.
Chor
Lau Heung never let Siu Ching getting slack. He'd train her hard and expected
the best efforts from her. He even slept outside the Fragrant Boat in a hut nearby
the river and often didn't join the girls for dinner. He did it consciously
because he felt he had to distance himself from his love to Siu Ching during
the training to avoid being too lenient toward her. Originally, Siu Ching truly
didn't mind for she really wanted to improve her kung fu and reduce her
dependence on Chor's protection. She even ignored Sugar teasing her during her
morning bucket exercises and got the hang of it.
However,
after two weeks, Siu Ching started to feel like she was enrolling in a military
regime befitting
an imperial guard instead of training with her lover. She also had more than
enough bruises and frustration. It went so far one night when she almost
couldn't walk back to the boat upon completing her post-dinner training. Upon
seeing her dishevelled state, the girls rushed in to help. Sugar even commented
that she had never trained this hard before. She made Siu Ching chicken soup as
Rosie prescribed the tired girl some herbal supplements. At that point, Chor
Lau Heung entered the Fragrant Boat to get a book. He was received with
questioning looks from the girls but he ignored them. He did cast an unreadable
glance at Siu Ching, who was massaging her bruises, before leaving the boat
again. Staring at his receding back, Siu Ching started to wonder why she did
all those trainings if her lover wouldn't even bother to pat her back or
console her for her bruises afterwards.
A
few evenings later, the problem culminated before dinner when the Lingering
Fragrance managed to deliver her a fatal blow, again, without her delivering a
single successful counterattack. The blow was on the upper chest area below her
right collarbone and it really hurt that she stopped breathing for a few
seconds.
"Siu
Ching, be serious!" Chor reprimanded her when she stopped to examine the
bruise. "That was a fatal blow! You could've been killed or at least have
a broken bone had I not withdrawn myself!"
Frustrated,
Siu Ching retorted, "Well then perhaps you shouldn't have delivered the
blow! It hurts!"
"Of
course it does! And you could've blocked it had you listened to what I said
earlier, and also yesterday, and the day before."
By
this point, Siu Ching had enough of Chor's dictatorial training regime. She
threw away her sword and screamed, "Stop it, Chor tai-gor! You're so
ruthless and inconsiderate! I never had a day of rest since we started. Even
Sugar said that they never trained this hard. Why are you doing this to me?!"
Receiving no reply from Chor, who just looked silently back at her, she vented
out her last frustration. "Don't you forget that I used to live in the Palace!"
What
Siu Ching meant was that she was indeed used to live in the Palace as a
princess, hence not used to such a hard training. Chor Lau Heung perceived it
the other way tho; he thought the Princess finally regretted living a
wanderer's life with him. He glared at her, stabbed his own sword into the
ground, and with a chilling voice said, "Well then, perhaps you should go
back there. That will save me the trouble of rescuing you next time."
With
that, he left the training field without even bothering to look back. Siu Ching
was too stunned to reply. In fact, she just stood there for a few minutes before
tears treacherously streamed down her face. She dropped down, sobbed and wailed
for a good half an hour until she got tired of it. Sniffling her tears and wiping her
runny nose with her dirty palms, she got up and walked down towards the boat. With
a mixed feeling, she tentatively checked whether Chor Lau Heung was inside the
boat. To her disappointment and relieved, she found out that he wasn't there. Sue,
Sugar, Rosie and Jan Jan were there though, welcoming her with question marks
floating above their heads. Ignoring them, Siu Ching packed some of her
belongings (not all; she had too much belongings at this stage and couldn’t be
bothered to collect them all) and left the boat. She was passing by the
training field when she heard Sugar and Rosie calling her. She didn't bother to
stop, but she had to eventually, when the girls leapt above her and landed a
few meters in front of her.
"Where
are you going?" Sugar went straight to the point.
"Back
home, where I am treated with respect and without anyone beating me almost to
death."
"Brother
Chor is trying to improve your kung fu, not to beat you to death," Rosie
said with her soothing voice.
"Well,
with what he did just now, and what he said just now, they're practically to
that effect." Siu Ching started walking again pass the girls. "Now
leave me alone."
The
girls would have none of it. "It's dark, and you're hungry," said
sensible Rosie. "If you really want to leave, why don't you do that tomorrow morning? Now you can
rest and have some dinner." She opened a container Sugar gave her.
"Here, have some chicken. We know you love this."
Siu
Ching stood still for a while before relented. She was hungry and tired after
all. "But I'm not going back to the boat," she said. "I will
stay here till dawn."
Rosie
and Sugar exchanged glances before they agreed. They sat down with Siu Ching,
waiting for the dishevelled girl to finish the chicken. Afterwards, Sugar
handed her some water, to which Siu Ching thanked sincerely.
"At
least after I'm gone, you'll have more space for you girls," wiping her
mouth, Siu Ching whispered to the ground.
Sugar
looked at Rosie and back at Siu Ching before replying, "Perhaps. But are
you sure that you want to leave?"
“What
else can I do? The way Brother Chor treated me the last few weeks, I don't know
if he still loves me.”
Rosie
shook her head. “Oh but I think he still does. He treated you that way because
he loved you. It hurt him every time you got captured, so he trained you hard
so that you are safe and he doesn’t have to go through that feeling again. You
know that, don’t you?”
Siu
Ching didn’t reply until a good few minutes. “Originally I do. But now I don't
get it. Don't you need to cherish the one you love instead of beating them like
this?”
“I
have to agree that Chor tai-gor went too far this time,” Sugar said
unexpectedly. “But I also agree that, like it or not, he loves you. You might have
forgotten about this, but Jan Jan told us a few nights ago how he was so
worried about you when you were kidnapped by Fell Cut. Then when you were taken
hostage by Yuen Tsui Wan, Brother Chor had to make a difficult decision whether
to continue tracking you down or secure Hua Shan. He chose the latter, but Jan
Jan could vouch for the worried look that he had every time he thought no one
was watching. He kept looking at the Yunnan direction despite them heading toward
Hua Shan.”
Siu
Ching shook her head as tears streamed down her cheeks again, silently this
time. “I don’t know whether I’ll be able to continue doing this.” Wiping her
tears, she added an afterthought. “I actually don’t think I can, or that I want
to either.”
Silence
fell among the three girls. Only the sound of cicadas and night birds were
heard as they listened to the night life around them. Finally, Rosie rose and
declared that they should go back to the boat. Siu Ching could think of her
next step tomorrow after a proper rest. The tired girl rejected the idea,
stating that she’d stay in the training field for the night.
“It’s
cold here, Siu Ching,” Sugar stated a matter-of-factly. “You might get a cold
tomorrow.”
Siu
Ching shook her head as she rose. Walking towards her abandoned sword, she
said, “I won’t sleep much tonight. I’m not sure if I will stay here tomorrow or
not, hence might as well do some training while I can.” She shrugged. “For the
sake of it, for the sake of the past.”
Rosie
and Sugar exchanged looks again before consented and left. Siu Ching practiced her
movements until well after midnight. In between her self-made training
sessions, she’d stop and let tears fell on her face before she resumed her
drills. Exhausted, she finally fell asleep on the ground under a tree without
bothering to light a fire.
As
the first rays of the morning sun peeked from behind the clouds, she stirred in
her sleep and slowly opened her eyes. Her neck felt cramped. Well, sleeping on
the cold ground with damp clothes is never good for health anyway. She was
expecting to shiver, but then she realised she was actually feeling quite warm.
She saw the embers of a dying fire a few meters from her. Rosie must have lit
the fire when she was asleep. She then realised she wasn't really sleeping on
the ground. Her lower body was indeed on the ground, covered with a blanket,
but her head was resting on something soft. On someone's thigh. She rose with a
start when she realised she had been sleeping on Brother Chor's thigh. The man
she missed and cried for last night was sleeping as he leaned on the tree, but
one of his hands rested on her shoulder in a protective gesture. Her movement
woke Chor Lau Heung, who looked at her gently.
"You've
awake," he stated softly, in lieu of his good morning.
Siu
Ching looked around, confused.
"You
slept on the ground last night. I didn't want to wake you up, so I just stayed
here with you." Receiving no response, he added that he’d been watching
her doing the training for a while before she slept under the tree. He then asked
whether she slept well. Siu Ching still said nothing. Instead, she disentangled
herself from Lingering Fragrance. She looked around for her sword and grabbed
it when she found it lying next to them. She rose and prepared to leave. Chor
Lau Heung rose as well and asked where she was going. She debated whether to
tell him or not, but eventually she did.
“Back
to the boat, take a bath, then going to the capital, I guess.” She turned to
look at him. “I don’t think anyone wants me here anymore.”
A
glint of remorse was reflected on Lau Heung’s eyes as he walked, no, strode
towards her. “Everyone wants you here. I want you here.” Almost possessively,
he grabbed her by her arms to make her facing him. “I need you here. Don’t go.”
He pulled her into his strong embrace. “Stay.”
Siu
Ching choked on her tears as she whispered, “Why?” She looked up to see tears spilling
down the face of the man she loved. “You haven’t treated me like you should
have the last few weeks. I don’t know who I am for you anymore.”
Lingering
Fragrance shook his head and buried his damp face on the nook between Siu
Ching’s neck and shoulder. It was a while before he finally said,
"I know...I'm so sorry I've been so rough at you, Siu Ching. I just wanted
to keep you safe. It hurts me, the worry kills me, every time something bad
happens to you. So I want to train you so you can defend yourself regardless of
whether I am around. But I forgot you're a human that needs rest too. And you
also need love, comfort and encouragement... And I didn't give you those for the
last few weeks. For that, I am so sorry."
Song
Siu Ching didn’t move for a good few minutes. She just soaked herself in Chor’s
embrace, the warm embrace that she had been missing lately. Finally returning
his embrace with hers, she whispered, “I thought you don't love me
anymore...”
Chor
Lau Heung shook his head in despair. “Of course I do love you; that was why I
made you go through this. But Sue and Jan Jan lectured me last night about
this, as Sugar and Rosie ignored me completely. I realised that I should have
not started the training based on my fear of what might happen. I should have
started the training because I love you. I
should have made it more enjoyable for you.” His hands trailed to touch Siu
Ching’s hands to feel callouses that were formed during the intense two weeks.
Sighing, he brought both of her hands to his lips and kissed them. “I’m sorry I
injured you like this...” Then, remembering something, he added, “Oh, right. Can
I look at your bruises? Rosie brought me her ointment, but I didn’t want to
wake you up last night.”
Receiving
her silent consent, he sat her down under the tree. He then gently untied her
blouse slightly to reveal a large and blue hematoma below her right collarbone.
Regret flashed on his eyes again as he slowly massaged the bruise with ointment.
She winced every time he touched her sore spots, so he had to adjust his pressure.
“I'm
sorry I went too far last night...” he whispered almost to himself. Siu Ching shook
her head as tears started to stream down her cheeks once more. Chor Lau Heung
shushed and hugged her. When she still cried, his lips slowly searched for hers
and kissed them. He didn’t stop there; he also kissed her nose, her eyes, and
her forehead. She eventually stopped crying and just laid her head on his
shoulder.
They
didn't do any training at all that day and the day after. Instead, after a bath
and a peaceful breakfast with the girls, Lingering Fragrance took his love to
the hill where they lazed around the whole day. The next day, Chor Lau Heung spent
half a day discussing his next training plan with her, for they had agreed to
continue the training under a different regime. They then spent the remaining day
playing chess, eating good food and enjoying the nice music Sugar played.
Two
days after their fight, they started the training again. Realising that
agility, instead of strength, was Siu Ching's forte, Chor Lau Heung replaced a
portion of strength exercises with agility and ching gung exercises, with good
rest in between. He also stayed on the boat again and joked around. He made
sure Siu Ching knew he loved her and he did this because he couldn’t bear
living without her. He made sure that the training was more enjoyable for her
too. For instance, he’d have her practice her gravity-defying skills by tree-hopping to
chase her favourite hairpin (the one he took when they were at the Palace) or
(this one was her other favourite) by just rewarding her with a kiss or a pinch
on her chin whenever she could catch him. He also created some manoeuvres tailor-suited
to a girl of Siu Ching’s height and flexibility.
The
new regime worked. In less than a week, she managed to deliver a critical blow
at him, which he received gladly. When they examined his bruise, it was large
and started to look blue, not unlike the bruise Siu Ching had the previous week.
But to Lingering Fragrance, he'd rather experience such bruises than having his
Siu Ching taken away from him again.
-xxx-
Author’s
note:
Special
thanks to Mandred Skavenslayer of the SPCnet.tv for inspiring me to write about
Brother Chor’s agility. The whole 40 episodes of 1984 Chor Lau Heung can be
viewed at Dramanice. I have very little knowledge on what
happened between Monk Mo Fa and Chor; I only know they were
friends-turned-enemies. The first ep of CLH 84 had a few minutes of duel with
Mo Fa, hence I based my narrative from that scene. I created the Mo Tao
character just for this story.
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