The King Of Sword Volume 15
But the grandfather was still angry and disappointed. His wide eyes were closed, his nose was swollen and his mouth was grimacing like someone was crying. What a sad old face. "Let me ..... let me die ...... I'm an old man who died because of the attitude of young people who don't know how to love people ..... let me die because of you ...".
Beng San dropped to his knees. "Grandpa Souw, forgive me ..... forgive me, I didn't mean to disappoint you at all. Tell me, what should I do, I swear I will fulfill your request."
"Are your words right?" The grandfather insisted with a gasp.
"That's right, Grandpa Souw."
"Do you dare swear?"
Without hesitation Beng San swore, "I swear, witnessed by heaven and earth, let Thian punish me severely if I do not fulfill Grandfather Souw's request"
The grandfather looked relieved and sat up with difficulty, assisted by Beng San. r "I do not ask you to do that which violates truth and justice, good boy. First of all, I ask that you try to find the thief of Liong-cu Siang-kiam's sword, after you can find him, if he is a man you must kill him. If he is woman .... "The grandfather stopped, coughed and seemed hesitant to continue his words.
"Yes ...? What if she's a woman, Grandpa Souw?"
"If she's a woman, you have to be her husband"
"What ..... ??" Beng San jumped high like a person who was startled by a snake attack. A pair of eyes widened, she felt the hair on the nape of her neck stand up. "Dear Grandpa Souw, are you speaking with a sane mind?
"Of course I'm sane" snapped the old grandfather angrily "If the sword thief is a man, he is a dangerous villain, so you need to kill him. If she's a woman, of course, a woman with high intelligence, well ..... a strong man like you shouldn't kill a woman, so I think it's better that you just marry her so that Liong-cu Siang-kiam doesn't fall for someone else. "
"Where are the rules like this?" Beng San denied. "If the swordsman turned out to be a man, of course I would first see what kind of person he was and what was the reason he snatched the sword. If he was not a bad person, how would I be able to kill him? The second question, if he was a woman ..... and a an old woman, or a married woman, or even a woman I don't like, how can I marry her? Ah, Grandpa Souw, I can only fulfill your request, which is to search until the Liong-cu sword can return. Noon-kiam. "
"So you're about to break your oath?"
"Grandpa Souw, I will not break my oath. However, I cannot do things that are contrary to the truth, that are contrary to the voice of my heart. If you think my refusal to kill good people and marry women casually, you think it's wrong and breaking promises, well, I'm still here. I gave my life and body to atone for the breach of oath! "
Suddenly the grandfather laughed, his weak condition suddenly seemed fresh again. "That's how a man should be!" he said happily. "Willing to sacrifice His own life instead of doing something inappropriate. Beng San, I am so glad I have chosen you as the heir of Liong-cu Siang-kiam!" back the grandfather laughed. Beng San was silent but he smiled bitterly. Accept only the inheritance that people have stolen and must be sought first. It is conceivable how difficult it is to find a thief who is unknown to a man or a woman, unknown apparently, only known that he is young and energetic in a fairly cunning way.
"Don't think I'm crazy, Beng San. I already explained that I won't ask you to do bad things. You can also dive into my character, otherwise, where do you dare to swear earlier? Well, now my request second. You have to use Liong-cu Siang-kiam to help the people's movement to overthrow the Mongol government ..... "This grandfather looked sad again and took a deep breath. "I myself am of Mongol descent, but I do not like to see the kicks of the emperor and the nobles of my people. That is why I stole the sword. But now it is back to your duty. You must help the struggle of the people who want to fight for independence, provided that you do not do it. to seek rank, wealth, and glory.After a successful struggle, You have to leave the position and not interfere with it again. Bagaimaina? "
"I will try to fulfill these two requests, Grandpa Souw. Indeed, I myself feel happy when I think of brave people like Tan-twako who led a group of Pek-lian pai fighters".
"Now the third request," said the grandfather in a voice as if in a hurry. "You must use Liong-cu Siang-kiam to play Im-yang Sin-kiam-sut and seize the title of King of Swords".
Beng San didn't understand what the grandfather meant, so he looked surprised. The grandfather whose breath is gasping! took a breath to soothe his congested chest, then forced himself to say, "Every twenty-five years at the summit of Thai-san there is a swordsmanship championship attended by all martial arts figures. I have twice tried to win the title of Sword King, but always failed That is the second reason why I stole Liong cu Siang-kiann.The scramble will be held in about two years, exactly twenty-five years since the title of King of the Sword was won by the warrior Cia Hui Gan from the south. Ang-i Niocu's female swordsman.Since then she has earned the nickname Bu-tek Kiam-ong (King of the Irresistible Sword ).Dear I'm too old,
"Grandpa Souw .....!" Beng San hugged him but it turned out that his grandfather's breathing had stopped! Beng San was so moved, he laid the lifeless body on the ground, knelt down and his mouth moved in a whisper.
"Grandpa Souw, calm down. I swear I will try to live up to your expectations, I will definitely do all your orders. Hopefully everything will go as your last message."
Sadly and respectfully, this young man then took care of Souw's grandfather's body, burying him in his former hermitage, in Ban-seng-kok which is located at the top of Cin-ling-san. After that, he descends from the top, elevating Cin-ling-san as a young man who bears the task ordered by Souw Lee's grandfather, a very heavy task. But with full confidence in himself that he will surely be able to fulfill all the messages of his grandfather.
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Man can be powerful, but God is powerful. It has become a right, even an obligation of man to strive and strive towards progress, towards improvement and towards the state as he wishes and desires. But it is also undeniable that in the end, the power of God will determine how it goes with all those efforts. Therefore, the sages, thinkers and philosophers recommend that in every move, every step and effort, human beings should leave the final decision to the Almighty. When the heart is truly able to surrender to all the decisions of Almighty God, when the heart is truly aware with full confidence that all this, good or bad in its judgment, occurs because of the will of the Almighty,
There are actually too many examples of the above truth happening in the world all the time. We don't have to look for examples from afar, we reminisce about our own life experiences. How often have things happened in our lives that are completely the opposite of what we want? Completely contrary to what we want? Even though we are desperately trying to make it happen as we want? Haven't we been disappointed too often? This is wrong, this is wrong! We must be able to accept everything as it should be, no matter how bitter it is for us. Whenever possible, we should accept bitterness as an inner gernblengan, and find out in ourselves what mistakes we made without realizing it so that things we don't want happen. Because, all the consequences must be due and these reasons, if not seen on the outside, we must look deep, looking not far away, but within ourselves. When we have truly surrendered ourselves completely to the power of the Almighty, it is certain that we will be able to find our own faults, faults made without ourselves realizing that we have done wrong.
All human beings, whether they are ordinary people or great people in the great sense of their power, high position, must still be subject to the Supreme power. The last emperor of the Goan Dynasty, Emperor Sun Ti, could boast of being a great man, the heir to the Goan Kingdom built by Jenghis Khan, a kingdom that covered all of China, even expanding to the west and south. However, faced with a situation that had been determined by God, he followed his large army helpless. Rebellion grows like a mushroom in the rainy season. Of course, the weakness of the Goan Dynasty must have a reason, as well as all the consequences of course. The dynasty that had flourished and reached its heyday and golden age during the reign of Emperor Kubilai Khan,
After Kubilai Khan died, a power struggle began between the young kings and princes. If a young king or prince can seize the throne, the others rebel and seize power so that there is a replacement of the emperor who only occupied the throne for a few years. Moreover, between 1307 and 1333, during these twenty -six years, the emperor was crowned eight times! Because of the constant commotion in the emperor's palace, the nobles paid close attention to the scrambling for seats, while the officials outside the palace took advantage of the opportunity while the nobles did not pay attention to them, partying to dig up treasures to fill their own storehouses. . Extortion happens everywhere and as a result it is always the people who are oppressed.
"This is what led to the uprisings, both in the south and in the north. It must be admitted that the Mongol government began to realize the dangers of insurgency and was soon able to suppress and eradicate the insurgents that took place here and there on a small scale, but from 1351 the people revolted again, and this time it was great because they got leaders- a clever leader. Among these rebel leaders, of course, the most famous was Cu Goan Ciang who would later become the first king of the Beng Dynasty. As for the secret association of the most famous rebels is the Pek-lian-pai association.
Dozens of years had passed and the situation of the Mongol government was getting weaker. War broke out everywhere, especially along the valleys of the Yang-ce-kiang River, the Huai River and the Huang-ho River. This area became the center of the rebels. It is true that among these rebels are divided into many groups who work alone or not tied to each other, but in the face of the colonial government, they can unite and help each other. There were times when not facing the enemy line, there was a clash between two rebel groups, but as soon as the enemy came to attack, the two groups that had clashed immediately united shoulder to shoulder against the Mongol soldiers!
Such are the few records of the state of China during the Goan Dynasty led by Emperor Sun Ti, the last Mongol Emperor. The situation across the state is chaotic and residents feel always insecure. Indeed, this is how the people always feel when the country is hit by war.
This big change was felt by Beng San who for eight years seemed to be isolated. For eight years, Beng San every day only faced river water and fish that he fished or netted with the fisherman's grandfather. He had never heard of the situation elsewhere, only to hear that the rebellion was getting worse.
So one can imagine how surprised he was to see the misery of the common people as he descended from the Cin-ling-san Mountains. He watched skinny peasants with hateful faces flock to join the rebels hiding in the woods. Upon entering a hamlet where war was raging, he faced the first difficulty. Dozens of Goan soldiers surrounded him and wanted to arrest him because he was accused of being a member of the insurgency. Beng San did not want to serve them, knocked down some people without killing them, then ran away leaving the soldiers staring in astonishment to see how the young man like the farmer they were about to capture had disappeared from sight! Since experiencing this,
However, the second difficulty soon followed after he arrived in the town of I-kiang located on the banks of the Yang-ce River in Ho-pak Province. The city is still crowded and well guarded by government forces. Strict guards surrounded the city walls and within the city itself, among the merchants, residents and immigrants, many roamed spies who secretly monitored everyone's movements. Beng San of course did not know about this at all. He entered the city of I-kiang and was quite pleased to see the state of the crowded city which did not at all indicate that the internal situation was being disturbed by the war. He saw large and small inns and liquor stalls with rice and noodles. But because in his life he had never spent the night in an inn or ate in a shop, plus there was not a penny in his pocket, he just looked around from the outside. Then his stomach felt hungry when his nose smelled of cooking and wine.
"I have to find a place to stay, it's getting dark and my stomach is very hungry," he thought. As in the past when he was a child, every time he entered a hamlet or city he looked for a place to stay in a temple, so now he also began to look for a temple to be a place to rest.
Finally on the outskirts of the city he got a large temple. But this temple is empty, only its strong building and its carved pillars remain. The prayer table is not visible, nor is there a toapekong. Even the statues that decorated around the temple were all damaged and the place was very dirty. No one was seen there, instead, the front yard of the temple was full of people with tattered clothes, it was clear that they were filthy or beggars. Without hesitation Beng San entered the courtyard and he was immediately greeted by the sight of a dozen filthy people sitting and sleeping miserably in the place. A young beggar immediately said to him.
"Are you a refugee and a villager? Want to find a place to stay here? Please, many places ..... many places.? Haven't eaten yet? Come, help finish this king's meal '" The beggar was not more than forty years old, his body was tall . thin, his face was dirty, his limbs were not maintained, his clothes were of thick cloth that was already dirty. The so-called "king's dish" was a few slices of dry bread that looked hard and had long, yellowish.
Seeing the friendliness of the people, Beng San felt uncomfortable if he refused. And indeed his stomach is hungry. He then sat down next to the man, on the temple floor.
"You are very kind, brother. Thank you."
"Come on, don't hesitate. Eat."
Beng San took a piece of dry bread and ate it. It's hard and musty, but quite salty and after chewing it tastes good. Apparently, it's a good bread, unfortunately it's been too long. The man looked for a moment, then took out a bottle of wine mixed with fresh water.
"This southern wine is very good, it's old, just ..... uh, had to be multiplied with water." He smiled and handed the bottle to Beng San. The young man smiled and drank. She felt her body fresh again after her stomach was filled.
"Now is a difficult time, until a farmer ran to the city mixed with the filthy people ....." The man took a deep breath and looked at Beng San. The young man did not answer turned to the right and left and asked.
"Why is this temple abandoned? Looking at the building, it seems like it used to be a big temple as well."
"You are right," replied the beggar, "this temple is indeed large. But unfortunately all its hwesions have been exterminated, some have been killed, others have been thrown into prison."
"Why?" Beng San asked in surprise. It is only now that he has heard that Hwesios have been killed and imprisoned, "he said.
"They are helping the rebels," then the beggar whispered, "Friend, you are a farmer, why don't you go with your friends? Is your arrival to hold a secret meeting with the rebels? Or perhaps with the Pek-lian-pai members?"
Beng San shook his head, pensively thinking about the fate of the wretched hwesio.
"If you want to have a meeting with Pek-lian-pai, just tell me frankly, maybe I can help you ...." The man whispered again.
"No ..... no ..... I'm just an overnight tourist in this city. Thank you for your kindness and thank you for giving me bread and wine." Beng San stood up and looked for a place to rest inside. He quickly cleaned the floor in a quiet corner, then sat against the wall. The beggar just smiled and followed his movements with a sharp look, then shrugged and laid his body on the floor.
As he sat pause Beng San daydreamed, remembering all his experiences in the past. Unintentionally, as he had experienced thousands of times, he imagined the faces of people he had known. The faces of the people alternately flashed before his eyes, which made him sometimes feel angry, excited, overwhelmed. He smiled amusedly as he remembered the face of Kwa Hong, the fierce and pretty sweet boy, who always cursed at the chameleon. He became nervous when he remembered the faces of those who had bothered him, who had done him harm. But all these shadows vanished without a trace when the face of a girl in red appeared, who looked at him with a small smiling mouth, with a pair of wide and clear eyes, with hands moving to signal. Bi Goat's face, You stupid boy! Immediately he became pensive, his glazed eyes looking away, his heart full of compassion. Where is he now? Is Song-bun-kwi still with the devil's grandfather?
Beng San was almost twisted when he suddenly heard whispers that were quite clear and suspicious. Immediately he opened his eyes and installed his hearing. It turned out that the beggars who had been wandering in the courtyard of the temple were only a few people left. The others were gone, including the man who had given him food and drink. The whispers were heard from inside the temple, a little far from where he was resting. But thanks to his ingenuity, Beng San was able to catch the whispers. What a surprise when he heard the voice of a kind beggar whispering.
"Is your investigation correct? If so, you can't be wrong, they must be the Pek-lian-pai who have a relationship with the rich Ong! Let's get everything ready, someone reported to Kui-ciangkun to prepare a line to surround the building of Ong-wangwe (the rich Ong) "You and two other friends are taking good care of you here. Watch out, that handsome young farmer is also suspicious. Just shorten him before he can do unprofitable things. If he fights, just kill him!"
The sound of footsteps was heard moving and the silence returned. Beng San waited with a suspicious heart, but he still couldn't guess who the strange beggar was and who his friends were. Then in the dark he saw the shadows of the three people who were good at martial arts, and even had a very good body lightening knowledge. He was still not sure exactly what was meant by the "handsome peasant youth" he was his man.
"Eh, eh ..... why did you arrest me?" Beng San protested, full of astonishment, but also angry.
"Shut up you, rotten farmer! You rebel accomplices!"
"Lie! I'm not a farmer, nor am I a rebel."
"All farmers are rebels, don't fight you don't want to fail!" One of them swung his hand towards Beng San's face.
Even in the dark, this young man could know the blow was coming. He dodged, both his arms moved and at another time the three men in his bundle had been thrown backwards and when they moaned and woke up, it turned out that the young man they had gathered had disappeared without a trace!
Anxiously Beng San jumped out, continuing to climb onto the tile. In the dark he still saw a shadowy figure of several people running towards the city. He quickly followed after getting the fact that the peorang among them was a friendly tall, skinny beggar, who had whispered to his friends to wrap him up. He followed quietly, wanting to know what they were going to do. At a bend in the road, the beggars met a team of government soldiers. Immediately they whispered and merged into one, then continued on their way to a large building that stood in the middle of the city. Quickly but regularly those of more than thirty people crept in and locked up the mansion.
Beng San kept following them and he could guess that this must be Ong's rich mansion as negotiated by the beggars earlier. He was ready to help because he knew that the wealthy Ong's family must be in danger of disaster. But the detainees soon realized that they were wrong. With a whistle signal the locksmiths stormed in and ..... the mansion was empty! No humans lived there, it seemed like the birds they wanted to catch had flown away before.
To vent their anger and frustration, the soldiers and spies dressed as beggars ransacked the building, of course not forgetting to pocket small and large destructive valuables because they could not carry them. Beng San watched all this and took a deep breath. It was only for the first time after he had come down the mountain that he witnessed the behavior of the government soldiers who were no different than the robbers. And secretly he admired the Pek-lian-pai who had once again been able to deceive them. With a small laugh Beng San remembered Tan Hok. Big tall people like the giant also once deceived the forces of the colonial government. Apparently the one who led the group of Pek-lian-pai people in this city was also not a fool.
Satisfied to see the servants of the colonial government angry and deceived, Beng San quietly left his reconnaissance and in the dark he saw an old beggar crouching from the front approaching him.
"Have pity on the hungry old man, Kongcu (Young Master) ....." the old beggar sighed.
Beng San sighed. "I'm sorry, Lopek. I don't have anything, I don't have a penny, I don't have a slice of bread. What should I give you?"
"Pity, miserable young man. Then I have to give you something." He reached out and gave a small object to Beng San. Before his surprise disappeared, Beng San had received the thing and the old beggar had crouched down and left. The thing turned out to be just a slip of paper. He carried the object under a lamp in the corner of a house and read the writing on the paper.
Beng San's younger brother,
My friends and I were on fishing boats south of town. Come, we hope for your help.
Tagged: TAN HOK
Tan Hok here? Beng San smiled happily. The soldiers should have been deceived, it seems that the giant young man who looked stupid but turned out to be very clever was here to lead the fighters! He became more and more impressed with the ingenuity of Tan Hok and his friends who were able to recognize him immediately after being separated for eight years. He crushed the letter and slipped through the darkness of the night to the south. Once he arrived on the quiet south side of the city, he saw many fishing boats on the banks of the river and no humans were visible. As long as he was confused, not knowing where Tan Hok and his friends were, he saw the shadows of people quickly flickering near the group of boats. Even though the shadows flickered incredibly fast, but Beng San's sharp eyes could still see clearly that the shadow was the body of a man as slender as a woman's body, and that the man had a high degree of knowledge. He walked as usual so that the man would not know that he had also used the science of sprinting. In a place like this which is full of secrets, full of conflict and in a state of war, he must be careful not to arouse suspicion and therefore unintentionally harm Tan Hok and his friends. The shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye. full of controversy and in a state of war, he had to act carefully so as not to arouse suspicion and therefore unintentionally harm Tan Hok and his friends. The shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye. full of controversy and in a state of war, he had to act carefully so as not to arouse suspicion and therefore unintentionally harm Tan Hok and his friends. The shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Soon, the shadow of a hunchbacked man from a group of boats appeared, walking towards him.
"Have pity on the hungry old man, Kongcu ....." this shadow said.
Beng San's heart was pounding. This is the old beggar who had just given him a letter. Without hesitation again approached, "Lopek, where is Tan-twako?" he asked directly.
The "beggar's grandfather" signaled with his hand for Beng San to follow him and ..... it turned out that this grandfather was not bent at all, and even now he could walk fast and agile. The grandfather did not take him to the place where the boats gathered, but rather, to a small forest by the river! And in the middle of the forest it was Tan Hok and a dozen of his friends grouped, sitting talking in whispers. They were very careful, they did not even dare to make a campfire, even though the night was very cold and there were many mosquitoes in the forest. Only a red paper -lined lamp was lit by people, enough to illuminate the faces of those sitting near the lamp. Among the people, Beng San saw Tan Hok's face. It's still the same, eight years ago. Still handsome, dashing, and as tall as a giant. His tall body rose one foot more above the heads of his friends.
"Tan-twako .....!" Beng San immediately stepped forward to pay his respects.
"Ha-ha-ha, Beng San's brother, you're an adult now!" Tan Hok jumped up and hugged him, patting his shoulder. Two pairs of hands held each other tightly and they both smiled happily.
"Tan-twako, I hope you and the other friends are careful. I just saw the shadows of people sneaking between the boats," Beng San whispered.
Tan Hok turned to his grandfather who had greeted Beng San. "Is that right» Ciu-siok (Uncle Ciu)? "
The grandfather said in a comforting voice, "I only saw the arrival of Beng San's brother alone. There was no shadow of anyone else. Even if there was and I myself did not see, he would not be able to escape the care of our friends."
Tan Hok returned to face Beng San. "Don't worry, Adik Beng San. We have put guards in every corner of this district. When there are people watching this place, our guards will know." He laughed again and looked at Beng San in admiration.
Secretly Beng San does not justify this opinion. The man was moving so fast, he might not be able to be seen by the guards. However, of course he did not feel comfortable expressing this thought in words, worried that he might be thought to be underestimating the guards. So he just kept quiet.
"Brother Beng San. Your actions in the temple were great. It turns out that your skills have advanced rapidly. It's a pity you didn't retaliate against the Mongol dogs who wanted to catch you with a deadly blow."
Beng San was surprised. Suppose Tan Hok had installed spies everywhere until he found out about the incident in the old temple where he was about to be arrested by Mongol soldiers disguised as filthy people. But his heart was relieved to hear Tan Hok's words stating that this giant still did not know that he had high intelligence.
"Ah, Tan-twako, I think you already know that. I'm just surprised and also curious why I, who have no fault, should be arrested. So after I managed to escape, I ran away. You told people to call me. and sent a letter hoping for my help, what kind of help can I really do for you? "
"Before you hear about the help you can do for us, I will first explain to you about the circumstances so far. Beng San's brother, over the years, where have you gone and do you already know about the state of the struggle?"
Beng San shook his head, his face changed slightly as he felt dizzy and embarrassed. "I ... I work to help a fisherman, and I've just entered the crowded world, I don't know anything, Twako."
"Well, you heard me well." At length, Tan Hok narrated the situation of the rebellion which was getting worse and worse. It also tells how the people led by the great warriors fought against the Mongol government and little by little has gained progress and victory. Tan Hok himself with his friends, the Pek-lian-pai members he led, now work directly under the great leader of the rebels, Ciu Goan Ciang! Even this giant young man gained the trust of Ciu Goan Ciang and trained him with some kind of high martial arts. Then Tan Hok told about the situation of the big parties of martial arts. As he told her about Hoa-san-pai and Kun-lun-pai, Beng San listened passionately. Among the fighting parties, only these two large parties had he ever known, in fact he had ever been in direct contact with the two parties. He used to live in Hoa-san, get to know his boss, and get to know his students, Hoa-san Sie-eng and his grandchildren, Kwa Hong, Thio Ki, Thio Bwee, and Kui Lok. As for Kun-lun pai, let him have no direct relationship, but he once defended Kun-lun's disciple named Pek-lek-jiu Kwee Sin. Once he saw two Kun-lun people, Bun Si Teng and Bun Si Liong, killed in front of his feet and received Bun Si Teng's message for him to defend and protect this Kun-lun hero named Bun Lim Kwi. All this is still imagined in front of his eyes as if it just happened yesterday. So, it is not strange that now he listens to Tan Hok's words attentively. he even had direct contact with the two parties. He used to live in Hoa-san, get to know his boss, and get to know his students, Hoa-san Sie-eng and his grandchildren, Kwa Hong, Thio Ki, Thio Bwee, and Kui Lok. As for Kun-lun pai, let him not have a direct relationship, but he once defended Kun-lun's disciple named Pek-lek-jiu Kwee Sin. Once he saw two Kun-lun people, Bun Si Teng and Bun Si Liong, killed in front of his feet and received Bun Si Teng's message for him to defend and protect this Kun-lun hero named Bun Lim Kwi. All this is still imagined in front of his eyes as if it just happened yesterday. So, it is not strange that now he listens to Tan Hok's words attentively. he even had direct contact with the two parties. He used to live in Hoa-san, get to know his boss, and get to know his students, Hoa-san Sie-eng and his grandchildren, Kwa Hong, Thio Ki, Thio Bwee, and Kui Lok. As for Kun-lun pai, let him not have a direct relationship, but he once defended Kun-lun's disciple named Pek-lek-jiu Kwee Sin. Once he saw two Kun-lun people, Bun Si Teng and Bun Si Liong, killed in front of his feet and received Bun Si Teng's message for him to defend and protect this Kun-lun hero named Bun Lim Kwi. All this is still imagined in front of his eyes as if it just happened yesterday. So, it is not strange that now he listens to Tan Hok's words attentively. also knew his students, namely Hoa-san Sie-eng and his grandchildren, Kwa Hong, Thio Ki, Thio Bwee, and Kui Lok. As for Kun-lun pai, let him not have a direct relationship, but he once defended Kun-lun's disciple named Pek-lek-jiu Kwee Sin. He also saw two Kun-lun people, Bun Si Teng and Bun Si Liong, die in front of his feet and received Bun Si Teng's message that he should defend and protect this Kun-lun's son named Bun Lim Kwi. All this is still imagined in front of his eyes as if it just happened yesterday. So, it is not strange that now he listens to Tan Hok's words attentively. also knew his students, namely Hoa-san Sie-eng and his grandchildren, Kwa Hong, Thio Ki, Thio Bwee, and Kui Lok. As for Kun-lun pai, let him not have a direct relationship, but he once defended Kun-lun's disciple named Pek-lek-jiu Kwee Sin. Once he saw two Kun-lun people, Bun Si Teng and Bun Si Liong, killed in front of his feet and received Bun Si Teng's message for him to defend and protect this Kun-lun hero named Bun Lim Kwi. All this is still imagined in front of his eyes as if it just happened yesterday. So, it is not strange that now he listens to Tan Hok's words attentively. but he once defended Kun-lun's disciple named Pek-lek-jiu Kwee Sin. Once he saw two Kun-lun people, Bun Si Teng and Bun Si Liong, killed in front of his feet and received Bun Si Teng's message for him to defend and protect this Kun-lun hero named Bun Lim Kwi. All this is still imagined in front of his eyes as if it just happened yesterday. So, it is not strange that now he listens to Tan Hok's words attentively. but he once defended Kun-lun's disciple named Pek-lek-jiu Kwee Sin. Once he saw two Kun-lun people, Bun Si Teng and Bun Si Liong, killed in front of his feet and received Bun Si Teng's message for him to defend and protect this Kun-lun hero named Bun Lim Kwi. All this is still imagined in front of his eyes as if it just happened yesterday. So, it is not strange that now he listens to Tan Hok's words attentively.
Tan Hok took a deep breath. "Dear" he continued his story, because what was launched by Ngo-lian-kauw liclk and full of cheating from the chairman of Ngo-lian-kauw, the two big parties.Kun-lun-pai and Hoa-san-pai, can be pitted sheep and divided, into two parties that are always hostile Whereas in the past, if the party could help the people's struggle to overthrow the colonial power, the position of the fighters will become even stronger. "Kembah Tan Hok took a deep breath.
"What about him? After he was first run away by Hek-hwa Kui-bo I Beng San can't wait to ask.
"You know about that?" Tan Hok asked in surprise, but then he continued, "You are indeed a strange child, I have known this since our first meeting. Did you ask about Kwee Sin? 3usteru he is the source of all conflicts, because his heart is weak, easily collapsed in the face of persuasion and the beauty of Ngo-lian-pai's chief Pek-lek-jiu Kwee Sin, the highly intelligent jago after being run over by Ngo-lian-pai's side, became more and more obsessed with Ngo-lian-pai's chief named Kim-thouw Thian-li.Just a few months after his two suhengs, two Bun brothers were killed in a battle in Hoa-san facing Hoa-san-pai's disciples, Kwee Sin with his lover, Ngo-lian-pai's chairman and several Ngo- lian-kauw, even secretly aided by Hek-hwa Kui-bo, attacks Hoa-san, managed to injure Kwa Tin Siong and Liem Sian Hwa, and even managed to kill Thio Wan It and Kui Keng. They leave the wounded and declare that they killed the two Hoa-san figures to atone for the deaths of Kun-lun-pai's two Bun brothers. "
Beng San rolled his eyes "Great .....!" And his heart ached with pity as he remembered Thio Ki, Thio Bwee, and Kui Lok whose father had died. "What about head Hoa-san-pai, isn't he helping his students?"
"Of course Lian Bu Tojin intervened, but with Hek-hwa Kui-bo, he was powerless. Since then, animosity has always existed between Hoa-san-pai and Kun-lun-pai."
"Why did Kun-lun-pai get carried away in this? Didn't Kwee Sin attack Hoa-san-pai of his own volition and with the Ngo-lian-kauw people, not of Kun-lun-pai's will?"
"Hoa-san-pai apparently doesn't want to know about this, because where should they look for Kwee Sin? Kwee Sin has since disappeared along with Ngo-lian-kauw and his misfortune, Kwee Sin secretly beats Ngo-lian-kauw's enemies The parties that helped the fighters! If in the past the two big parties, both Hoa-san-pai and Kun-lun-pai, lived calmly and darnai, now they are both gathering their former disciples and forming a force consisting of disciples who are clever, always ready to clash with each other. "
Beng San listened with a frown. "It's a pity ....." was just his comment. He really regretted why the blatant enmity caused by the Ngo-lian-kauw had been so protracted. Finally, curiosity made him say, "If both parties already know that the enmity is caused by the deceit of the Ngo-lian-kauw chairman, why aren't they just hostile to the Ngo-lian-kauw?"
"Both sides have already started to be hostile to Ngo-lian-kauw, but the revenge between Hoa-san and Kun-lun seems to be more severe and deep."
At length Tan Hok told all the events he knew and secretly Beng San was very happy that he met this giant because it turned out that Tan Hok's knowledge, about the world of kang-ouw and all the events that took place, was very wide. It was now clear to Beng San what had happened as he went into hiding as a fisherman. How vast Tan Hok's knowledge of the world of kang-ouw was, when asked about Song-bun-kwi, Hek-hwa Kui-bo and the other magical figures, Tan Hok shook his head. "People like them are not ordinary human beings anymore. Of course they don't care about the struggle, because they are strange people who are always different from ordinary human beings. How can they follow in their footsteps? Suppose they also interfere in the affairs of the struggle,
Beng San was a little disappointed because in fact his question about the magicians was to find out the news about a dumb girl!
"Twako, after you told me all that, there seems to be nothing that pushes you to need my help. If what you mean by that help is a request like before for me to join Pek-lian-pai, I have to be unable to fulfill your request. I like it. helps the struggle of the Pek-lian-pai, but does not like to be bound by a grouping and then engages in vindictive animosities. "
"I understand your position, Beng San. No, the help I need from you is more personal. You know, I have been given a very important task by our leader, Ciu Goan Ciang taihiap. And now, as long as I am confused how to be able to do this job perfectly, I met you. I'm convinced that only you are the right one to do this job. "
Beng San's heart was pounding. The task of the great leader Ciu Goan Ciang? No kidding! He felt honored and very proud. But his handsome face did not imagine anything.
our leader did not agree with the existence of divisions among ourselves, so he entrusted me to try to reconcile them. I brought letters for the two leaders of the Hoa-san-pai and Kun-lun-pai associations. However, it is easy to imagine that in the big meeting, it will be full of Ngo-lian-kauw people and the government will definitely spread its spies. I, a little more, was already famous among them, so surely they would stop me before I could do anything to reconcile Kun-lun-pai and Hoa-san-pai. Also most of my people are already known. Therefore, Adik Beng San, you are the most appropriate person to represent me in this task. Can you? " then he entrusted me to try to reconcile them. I brought letters for the two leaders of the Hoa-san-pai and Kun-lun-pai associations. However, it is easy to imagine that in the big meeting, it will be full of Ngo-lian-kauw people and the government will definitely spread its spies. I, a little more, was already famous among them, so surely they would stop me before I could do anything to reconcile Kun-lun-pai and Hoa-san-pai. Also most of my people are already known. Therefore, Adik Beng San, you are the most appropriate person to represent me in this task. Can you? " then he entrusted me to try to reconcile them. I brought letters for the two leaders of the Hoa-san-pai and Kun-lun-pai associations. However, it is easy to imagine that in the big meeting, it will be full of Ngo-lian-kauw people and the government will definitely spread its spies. I, a little more, was already famous among them, so surely they would stop me before I could do anything to reconcile Kun-lun-pai and Hoa-san-pai. Also most of my people are already known. Therefore, Adik Beng San, you are the most appropriate person to represent me in this task. Can you? " surely there will be full of people on the Ngo-lian-kauw side and the government side will surely spread its spies. I, a little more, was already famous among them, so surely they would stop me before I could do anything to reconcile Kun-lun-pai and Hoa-san-pai. Also most of my people are already known. Therefore, Adik Beng San, you are the most appropriate person to represent me in this task. Can you? " surely there will be full of people on the Ngo-lian-kauw side and the government side will surely spread its spies. I, a little more, was already famous among them, so surely they would stop me before I could do anything to reconcile Kun-lun-pai and Hoa-san-pai. Also most of my people are already known. Therefore, Adik Beng San, you are the most appropriate person to represent me in this task. Can you? " You are the most appropriate person to represent me in this task. Can you? " You are the most appropriate person to represent me in this task. Can you? "
Beng San nodded. That task is a noble task. The task is to prevent division between the nation itself, between the two big parties that have a fragrant name. Especially if you remember that in Hoa-san-pai there are people he knew well in his childhood, especially Kwa Hong. As for Kun-lun-pai's side, there is a grandson of a student that he must defend, namely Bun Lim Kwi, the son of the late Bun Si Teng who has left the last message to him and whom he must respect.
"All right, Twako. I'll try to do your job well."
Tan Hok looked very happy, but suddenly Beng San used both his feet to step on the red light that was placed on the ground. The light goes out momentarily. There were screams of pain and the collapse of the bodies of people not far from there. This was followed by the hissing of secret weapons that rained down on this negotiating place.
Tan Hok was quick to signal to his friends. The weapons were drawn and they darted to the right and left looking for flashing white shadows that were getting more and more numerous. Supposedly the place was locked up, dozens of people locked up. Some members of Pek-lian-pai who were in charge of guarding the outside had been demolished by the enemy.
"Pek-lian-pai rebels, you better give up!" heard the harsh snap of a large tall man. Tan Hok saw this man and jumped out of his hiding place and at another time two people of the same height had fought fiercely. Fireworks erupted as the sword in Tan Hok's hand met his opponent's machete. Presumably both are gwakang members who have energy like a strong male buffalo. The loud sound of the gun meeting and the two giants inl felt how spicy and sore their palms were.
Beng San, who was still sitting there because all of a sudden all the Pek-lian-pai members had disappeared, saw four other people advancing from behind Tan Hok, ready with iron chains and apparently about to capture Tan Hok alive. Once moving his legs this young man had sped forward. His limbs worked like lightning and without understanding why, the four men were thrown and stretched backwards without being able to get up again because their limbs broke their bones! After seeing that the attackers who came to attack were beggars assisted by Mongol soldiers, Beng San knew that he had to help the members of Pek-lian-pai. Her body moved back and forth to help her desperate friends. For a while he left Tan Hok because of the giant's movement against his opponent, he knew that Tan Hok would be able to win. He was more concerned with helping those in need.
But soon he got the statement how useless it is to play the match desperately. The number of opponents is very large, there are dozens of people, maybe even not less than a hundred people. Meanwhile, on Pek-lian-pai's side, there were only seventeen people, including himself. And the match is done in the dark, chaos! It was very easy for Beng San to knock down dozens of opponents without killing those who were forbidden to him, but also among the members of Pek-lian-pai, at least five or six people had fallen.
Meanwhile, exactly as Beng San had predicted, Tan Hok was able to push his opponent. At one point, when his opponent was in great desperation, the Mongol officer desperately ignored the blow from Tan Hok's left hand, slashing Tan Hok's shoulder as hard as he could with his machete. If Tan Hok continued his blow that was sure to hit the opponent's chest, the machete would inevitably break his shoulder. Tan Hok of course did not want to exchange his shoulders with a blow, he quickly pulled his left hand and moved the sword as hard as he could to fend off.
"Krakkk!" The two weapons met, flames blossomed and the two weapons broke! In a rage, the two giant -bodied men threw the handlebars down, then continued their fight using a pair of fists the size of a person's head followed by a pair of strong legs. This competition is great. There was a sound of bak-bik-buk when the fists hit the target, but both of them turned out to be very strong, not collapsed by the blow, just gasping and hissing, swearing. Finally, with a precise kick to the opponent's stomach, followed by two blows to the neck and heart, Tan Hok managed to make his opponent collapse like a fallen tree.
Suddenly a very nimble shadow flashed towards Tan Hok. This giant young man raised his right hand to fend off the coming of a very strong and fast blow, but much faster the blow was pulled back and another blow in the dark had struck him from the side, right about his ribs. Tan Hok sighed and collapsed, vomiting blood!
Beng San heard Tan Hok's complaint, quickly jumped closer. Surprised to see that his friend had fallen on his back. Immediately he squeezed the large tall body with his left hand.
"Brothers, run ...!" he exclaimed. Fast with a voice that is so loud that it startles both sides that are fighting. The members of Pek-lian-pai, who had only a few people left and defended themselves with desperation, saw that Tan Hok had collapsed, and became discouraged. Moreover, when they heard Beng San's call, they then looked for an opportunity to retreat. Beng San himself was furious.
With one hand facing dozens of opponents, his left hand squeezing Tan Hok's body, he withstood the onslaught of those who were about to chase the rest of Pek-lian-pai's members. Soon after seeing that there were no more Pek-lian-pai members, Beng San jumped back and with a few more leaps he was able to leave all his assailants. Quickly he ran into the woods, slipping among the large, dark trees.
Suddenly from behind the tree appeared the shadow of a slender person. Without saying anything the man flung a shot at Beng San. The blow is done slowly, but has great speed and strength. Beng San was also surprised when he felt how sharp the wind was like a sword's edge, so he realized that he was facing a tough opponent. However, he felt it was not the time to play. Tan Hok's wounds had to be examined and treated, especially by squeezing Tan Hok's body, even though he was not afraid to face the opponent, but it was very dangerous for Tan Hok's own safety. He exerted his energy on his right arm and repulsed the blow.
The attacker let out a startled cry, as did Beng San as the young man felt how his arm met with a subtle soft energy and contained a miraculous air, making his arm tremble. Meanwhile, the man had attacked again with two blows. Back Beng San repelled, now he combined the energy of Im and Yang in his body so that the condition of his arm was covered with unparalleled energy. The attacker bounced back, let out a restrained shout and sped away, disappearing into the darkness of the night. Beng San didn't care, he only knew the man's body part for a second. Make no mistake, his attacker was the person he saw in his shadow last night as he searched for Tan Hok’s hideout. And the arm was so smooth and soft. There are only two kinds of explanations for this, first,
At dawn he stopped and lowered Tan Hok's body on the grass. He examined the wound on his ribs after undressing the giant. Beng San frowned. "Cruel ..." he said slowly. Two ribs were broken and the skin turned black. He knew that the air of the blow that wounded Tan Hok contained Yang's energy. Quickly he pressed his left palm to the other rib, exerting Im energy on his body and by channeling air in his body, he healed Tan Hok's wounds. Of course, he could not recover at once, but an hour later he felt confident that Tan Hok had saved his life. The air poison of the blow had him eradicated with Im energy just now.
Tan Hok sighed, opening his eyes. When he saw Beng San by his side, he smiled!
"You're great, Beng San's brother ..... I guess ..... you're very clever ....."
"You're great, Twako. Your two broken ribs, you can still smile," said Beng San, really proud and amazed. Proud because Tan Hok is a person with the same name as him. Isn't he, as I recall, also named Tan's family? As soon as he first met Tan Hok, he really liked Tan Hok and now he is proud to have a friend of the same lineage, who is so brave.
Grinning in pain Tan Hok moved his hand to reach into his pocket, removing two folds of paper. "Here are the two letters, one for chief Hoa-san-pai, one for chief Kun-lun-pai. Hurry, my brother, go to Hoa-san, attend the celebration and give this to them. Take care that there is no match. great ..... "
"But you ..., Twako ...?"
"I'm fine, I don't think I'm hurt inside. I don't feel anything, just ribs, easy ..... what's important is your presence there and these letters."
"All right, Twako," said Beng San accepting the letters and keeping them, "take good care of yourself. I will go to Hoa-san, not as a Pek-lian-pai, but ...."
"It is not an important matter as long as you can prevent the two parties from being hostile to each other, can realize and if possible help our struggle."
After ordering a lot, the two friends parted ways. The mighty Tan Hok, despite enduring great pain, was still able to walk fast to avoid the danger of being chased by the Mongol forces. As for Beng San, he also quickly headed to Hoa-san. He wants to come to Hoa-san before the birthday party. Frankly, he really wanted to meet the "children", especially the "kuntilanak"!
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Just about two li Beng San walking in the middle of the forest, enjoying the beauty of the sound of the morning birds that began to sing among the leaves of the tree, suddenly he stopped, looking sharply to the left. Simultaneously five people appeared from behind a large tree trunk. Suppose they were the remnants of the Pek-lian-pai members, looking sad and tired, led by an old "beggar" who had once greeted Beng San. The beggar's grandfather also injured his arm, bled and was bandaged. As soon as they saw Beng San, they came closer.
"Where's Tan-hiante?" asked the old penge-mis, now no longer pretending to ask for alms like before.
"He is safe, ask me to leave him in the middle of the forest, about two li from here. I hope you will follow him quickly and treat his wounds. Two of his ribs are broken. But his life is not threatened," said Beng San.
The grandfather nodded and looked at Beng San in amazement. "You're still young, you're so clever. Tan-hiante deserves to trust you. If it weren't for you, we would all have died. Only five of us, six with Tan-hiante are still alive. Young man, of course you have accepted the task from Tan- Hiante went to Hoa-san, didn't he? "
Beng San nodded. The grandfather looked at him from head to toe attentively. "It's not good ..., your clothes. Like a young farmer. Even though every farmer is now suspected. Did you bring a supply of money?"
Beng San shook his head this time.
"It's no better. Without money it will be easy to be branded a rebel. Brave young man, you accept some of these sets of clothes and a little money for supplies. You must not refuse because you have also helped our struggle."
Beng San was not happy to refuse because he could already experience the character of these people. He received a large package of clothes and a bag of silver money, and thanked them. Then they parted.
After being alone there, Beng San wanted to obey the beggar's grandfather's message which he believed had extensive experience. He took off his clothes and put on a suit of clothes they gave. It turns out the pass is right and he is now transformed into a handsome and fast young man, resembling an educated young man! Looking at his clothes, Beng San felt ashamed of himself. He can only dress appropriately if he has been given to someone else, he thought. What kind of young man am I! Anyway, with clean clothes covering her body, even with a few more suits carried on her back, pocketing a decent supply, she felt more relieved. All this will smooth my journey, he thought. With a light heart he then went down the banks of the Yang-ce River to Hoa-san.
The road he walked was getting quieter. It is no longer a public road. The trail was wild and farther north, it was getting quieter and he had to make way between the wild plants of the riverbank. He had to cross and "how difficult it would be to cross this unusually wide river without a boat. That was impossible. He stopped at the edge of the river, looked back and forth, hoping for a boat to cross it forward.
Suddenly his ears heard the sound of people singing. The woman's voice was, not to be mistaken, melodious and loud. The longer the voice became clearer, Beng San stood stunned when he saw a girl dressed in all green paddling a small boat in the middle of the river Rowing slowly but deliberately. paddle into the water so as to evoke a rhythmic sound, which follows the rhythm of the song. Melodious and beautiful, the sound of a paddle hitting the water splashing on it follows the sound of his singing, beautiful and strange. The tiny little mouth of the red-lipped dain moved to sing. Her face was so sweet, with a pair of wide eyes and a small pointed nose, a pair of red cheeks and hair left to unravel messed up to the right and left added to her sweetness.
"The full moon night has passed, the
seruni flowers have fallen,
I am the one who is suffering alone,
why haven't I found what I 'm looking for?"
Just so the words are sung, repeated again, but not boring. Beng San who listened carefully could catch the things that touched his heart. In the song he can imagine feelings full of hope, full of anger, full of remorse, full of enthusiasm and also full of secrets. It seems that the lady has been looking for something for a long time. Is that something? Orangkah? What is it? He was beginning to feel impatient and irritated, also sad. However, he was still very much hoping to be able to find what he was looking for. Who is that lady? That's how Beng San thinks Whoever he is, doesn't he have a boat that will be able to help me cross? I can try.
"Eh, the lady in the boat ..." he called.
If only Beng San had grown up in the city, he would never have dared to call a girl who was boating alone like this. He never hung out with women, did not understand the city's etiquette, so his attitude was open and honest, he did not understand at all that this attitude could be considered rude or ceriwis.
The lady in the green dress was surprised to hear Beng San's reprimand and quickly looked around. A pair of sharp and fierce eyes stared at Beng San's face who forced himself to smile, even though he only felt uncomfortable because of the lady's attitude as if he was about to get angry. He repeated his words.
"Good-hearted boating lady. Help me a tourist cross over there by boat," he arranged his words to sound soft. For a moment the lady in the green shirt did not answer, only a pair of sharp eyes never blinked so that Beng San did not feel any more unhappy.