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Updated: May 23, 2025
Are there no words from the lips of Hu-Ch'iu Tsu-lin that you can impart to us? Lieh the Master smiled and said: 'Do you suppose that Hu Tzu dealt in words? However, I will try to repeat to you what my Teacher said on one occasion to Po-hun Moujen. I was standing by and heard his words, which ran as follows."
"It is gone, Lieh Jen," said the man calmly. "How long has it been gone?" "I miss him four days," said Ling Chu calmly; "Who took it?" demanded Tarling. "I miss him four days," said the man. There was an interval of silence, and Tarling nodded his head slowly. "Very good, Ling Chu," he said, "there is no more to be said." For all his outward calm, he was distressed in mind.
As compensation he was, though somewhat tardily, canonized as the Spirit of the White Tiger Star. Apotheosized Philosophers The philosophers Lieh Tzu, Huai-nan Tzu, Chuang Tzu, Mo Tzu, etc., have also been apotheosized. Nothing very remarkable is related of them. Most of them had several reincarnations and possessed supernatural powers.
In the earliest times there was an 'age of magic' followed by an 'heroic age, but myths were very rare before 800 B.C., and what is known as primitive mythology is said to have been invented or imitated from foreign sources after 820 B.C. In the eighth century B.C. myths of an astrological character began to attract attention. Tso-ch'iu Ming and Lieh Tzu
China rang with the achievements of Jack Oliver Tarling, or, as the Chinese criminal world had named him in parody of his name, "Lieh Jen," "The Hunter of Men." Lyne judged all people by his own standard, and saw in this unemotional man a possible tool, and in all probability a likely accomplice.
He lay the book flat on his chest as the soft click of the opening door announced the coming of his retainer. The impassive Ling Chu came noiselessly into the room, carrying a tray, which he placed upon a low table by the side of his master's bed. The Chinaman wore a blue silk pyjama suit a fact which Tarling noticed. "You are not going out to-night then, Ling Chu?" "No, Lieh Jen," said the man.
"How is it," Hsiang-yuen asked, "that there was some one in the Lieh state called Lin Hsiang-ju, and that during the Han dynasty there lived again another person, whose name was Ssu Ma Hsiang-ju?" "This matter of names is all well enough," Pao-yue rejoined with a smile. "But as it happens, his very appearance is the counterpart of mine. Such a thing could never be!"
They don't call in private detectives in this country." Ling shook his head. "But the master must find murderers, or he will no longer be Lieh Jen, the Hunter of Men." "You're a bloodthirsty soul, Ling," said Tarling, this time in English, which Ling imperfectly understood, despite the sustained efforts of eminent missionary schools. "Now I'll go out," he said with sudden resolution.
Ling Chu pulled again at his cigarette and then threw it into the grate. "It is in the interests of all parties," he said in his slow, halting way, "that the truth should be known, both for the sake of my honourable master, Lieh Jen, the Hunter, and his honourable Little Lady." He took up his knife and bent over the terror-stricken man.
His sun helmet hung on a peg, and on the opposite wall was a revolver holster hanging by a strap. He lifted the holster. It was empty. He had had no doubts in his mind that the holster would be empty and closed the door with a troubled frown. "Ling Chu," he said quietly. "You speak me, Lieh Jen?" said the man, putting down the spoons and rubber he was handling. "Where is my revolver?"
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