"Your lifespan is even shorter than mine!" snapped Tokku Bu-ti while stamping his feet flying up.
At the same time, the blind man's left hand waved. Dozens of long logs immediately shot out.
Everything turned to Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes. However, with a casual movement, Tok-ku Bu-ti shifted his head. Dozens of logs crossed beside his cheek. Once the blind man's hand moved quickly, a body of cold air immediately hit. It turned out that what was shot this time was thirty-six poison needles.
Meanwhile, his left hand once again flicked a long stick towards Tok-ku Bu-ti's throat.
Without a doubt, this blind man must be a secret weapons expert.
Too bad the opponent he faced was Tok-ku Bu-ti. This cunning man seemed to have guessed what he was going to do. Suddenly his body turned upside down, head down and feet up. Thus the thirty-six poison needles shot off their target.
His feet immediately stamped and bounced back on the wall. Just at that moment the Blind shot towards him from the end wall. With lightning speed, Tok-ku Bu-ti kicked his leg towards the head of the blind man who was coming. Sounds.
"Prak!" Which is heartbreaking. The blind man's head was crushed in an instant by the kick of his leg, his brains scattered everywhere.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's body floated down quietly. He laughed heartily. "It turns out that my predictions are more powerful than your thorns."
Without any further delay, he immediately stamped his foot once again and shot forward. To leave Pek-ka-cik, we still have to travel about half a mile. Tok-ku Bu-ti realized that danger was now threatening him everywhere. Inevitably he had to increase his vigilance. It seemed that from then on, the quiet days would never be felt again.
His feet jump from one house wall to another house wall. In an instant he was halfway there. Two more times his feet jumped, suddenly the wall he stepped on broke apart. His body sagged down.
But Tok-ku Bu-ti didn't panic, he somersaulted quickly and jumped again in the air. It was at that moment that he saw that the ground beneath him was full of sharp blades, while the wall he had used as a foundation had been completely destroyed. His body couldn't possibly just jump in the air. Now above his head was floating down a large net. His brain didn't have time to think for long, he then decided to take the risk.
His legs were allowed to get heavy and floated down. Arriving at the bottom, he immediately jumped on a sword and jumped again up with both palms hitting the net. In the twinkling of an eye the net was torn apart and revealed a large hole. Tok-ku Bu-ti's body immediately pushed through the gap and flew out.
Right at that moment, in his left hand, a short sword was added, the light of which was sparkling with a very sharp sign. Apparently while hitting, the other hand also helped to tear the net so that it was torn apart.
But all of that is of no use if Tok-ku Bu-ti's reaction is not quick enough to respond to the danger he faces.
Just as he was darting away, in the same place again floated two large nets exactly like the first.
If he had been under the net earlier, he did not dare to imagine what would have happened. His legs didn't stop running. He continued to lunge forward. Once he turned his head. There didn't seem to be anyone in pursuit. There was also no sound of screaming from behind.
Tok-ku Bu-ti kept running for a few fathoms and stopped his feet.
Once again he turned his head back. Pek-ka-cik is like a ghost town. On the highway there was no one to be seen. Also no lighting at all. It was pitch dark and spooky!
Tok-ku Bu-ti's face was deathly pale. Now he really understood the word fear! Even though the knowledge of the people who confronted him was not very high, they consisted of members of the so-called death squad. Such loyalty was truly terrifying. Not to mention their cohesiveness in the face of opponents.
Tok-ku Bu-ti believes that in this kangouw world there is no single party that can match this organization. This is what really thrilled Tok-ku Bu-ti's guts.
Moreover, their recklessness when they have decided on something is also beyond Tok-ku Bu-ti's expectations. As a figure of such high knowledge as himself, in the Tian Sat organization he seemed to have no value. Tok-ku Bu-ti really doesn't understand. After all, he had planned everything well from the start. Without money as agreed which had to be paid, Tok-ku Bu-ti thought that he could pay with the labor he offered. To think that Tian Sat would refuse him. Why? Is it because Tian Sat doesn't dare to use his strength or does Tian Sat really not need someone like him?
Tok-ku Bu-ti really doesn't know. There was only one thing he realized now. Right now he was being targeted to be killed by Tian Sat! But he didn't care either. Everything is already like this, there is nothing more to remember for him. Tok-ku Bu-ti is no longer afraid of facing death. He just didn't want to die silly.
Human life always has its ups and downs. It's just that before all of this happened, Tok-ku Bu-ti's condition soared too high. If a person had attained such a high life and then suddenly fell down, he would definitely receive a tremendous blow.
This kind of blow is not necessarily acceptable to everyone. Even a great human like Tok-ku Bu-ti could not accept it.
From what he's doing now, the way he's taking revenge, it seems that Tok-ku Bu-ti's confidence in himself has partially receded. But will people understand why he took such action. The heavy mental blow made his mind become chaotic. He could no longer consider what consequences he would receive if he used the services of Tian Sat.
Tok-ku Bu-ti has indeed lost everything. The student he loved the most, his wife and children, his might as a Motherfucker, even lost his own pride. He did not realize that he was the cause of all this. Not Sen Man Cing, not Song Ngo Lin, not Han Song either. Not even Song Liong tojin who had preceded him.
Basically, since Bu-ti-bun was taken over by Thian-ti's side, he has lost his place of residence. Now there is one more problem that makes things even more chaotic. He didn't know where to go. The journey before him was like a stretch of mist.
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Noon ...
Tok-ku Bu-ti walked on a highway in another city. He had left Pek-ka-cik far away. He was sure that this city was not made up of Tian Sat members like Pek-ka-cik village. Everyone passing by along the street seemed ordinary. Their attitude seems reasonable.
A middle-aged man walked up from the front. His back carried a long sword.
Unknowingly Tok-ku Bu-ti watched him. He reminded himself to be careful of all odds, but the middle-aged man did not even glance at Tok-ku Bu-ti. With wide steps he passed Tok-ku Bu-ti.
He stepped in quietly. His facial appearance was also not suspicious. It didn't look like someone was targeting Tok-ku Bu-ti at all. But just as he passed by Tok-ku Bu-ti's side for a few steps, the person who didn't arouse suspicion at all suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at Tok-ku Buti.
The sword he uses is flat. It's only a cun and a half long. It wasn't the sword he slung on his back at all. He hid it inside his loose sleeve. That's why Tokku Bu-ti was quite surprised by the sudden attack. Since earlier he had noticed the sword on that person's back, he didn't think that there were still other weapons hidden. When the man's hand moved, his body immediately turned and lunged towards Tok-ku Bu-ti.
Luckily Tok-ku Bu-ti had increased his vigilance. His reaction to that attack was quite fast. His body instantly flashed. The sword slid forward and had torn his sleeve. Tok-ku Bu-ti did not stop. His body flipped and his palms struck at the same time.
The man's body staggered a few seconds and then was sent flying backwards by the impact of Tok-ku Bu-ti's palm. At the same time, twelve small arrows shot towards Tok-ku Bu-ti. It turned out that the arrows were flying from a chicken coop that was on the corner of the road. The chicken seller immediately appeared from behind the cage. His hand gripped a long sword. Without delay, he immediately lunged towards Tok-ku Bu-ti.
Once again Tok-ku Bu-ti shifted to the side. The eight arrows that shot towards him hit empty targets.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's hand flicked as fast as lightning. The remaining four arrows which were also flying towards him were immediately pushed by Tok-ku Bu-ti's sleeve so that they turned towards their master. His speed was apparently not under the greeting of the merchant earlier.
At that moment, the merchant, holding a sword in his hand, was charging towards Tok-ku Bu-ti. Seeing the arrows he threw suddenly return to attack him, he was very surprised. No matter how he tried to stop his movement, but still one action too late. The four arrows directly stuck in his chest. His body that was lunging forward immediately fell limply on the ground.
That person let out a terrible scream. His body floundered like a chicken being slaughtered. This must have been caused by the arrows which had evidently been laced with a vile poison. A moment later his life was gone.
At that moment, the people around the place realized what had happened.
The situation immediately became an uproar. They ran around haphazardly. Some even hit each other. Tok-ku Bu-ti watched for a moment. He was still standing where he was. Moments later, he. just continued walking again as if nothing had happened. But inside, he was already starting to get restless.
A gust of wind blew through the slit of his torn sleeve. A cold chill infiltrated his chest.
Even though he wasn't injured at all, he seemed to still feel the sharpness of the sword that was used to attack him.
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Evening...
Tok-ku Bu-ti arrived in front of a temple where local people pray. Along the way to this place, he had been attacked again three times. First time on a trip.
Suddenly a large, fallen tree and a black clothed human rushed towards him with the speed of the wind. His hand that was holding a sword was thrust directly towards Tok-ku Bu-ti. Fortunately, he was nimble enough to avoid himself. Otherwise, his chest would have been pierced by that person by now. After that, at a restaurant.
Not to mention he raised his cup to drink the wine he ordered. Dozens of venomous needles had been thrust at him. Luckily he had noticed the suspicious gleam in the waiter's eyes. If not, now he would have been lying down with a blue body.
Half the previous stroke, when he was walking across a bridge, suddenly the wooden bridge collapsed. Beneath waiting for a large net full of small knives. Once again he managed to save himself.
Even though he wasn't injured in the slightest, his heart was already trembling. His spirit of life was random. His mind did not have time to rest for a moment. Needless to say, all the events he encountered or are still waiting for him were the Tian Sat organization's means of revenge.
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The sound of the prayer reading still echoes. Tok-ku Bu-ti stepped into the hall. Hearing the voices of the clerics who were praying, his heart only calmed down a bit.
This temple is not very big. The hall of the pavilion is also only of medium size, it seems it hasn't been built long ago. The walls and floors are still in good condition. The age of the hwesio who is reading the holy verses is also relatively young. They followed the prayer reading by three elderly priests who knelt at the front.
Tok-ku Bu-ti walked slowly. He didn't want to surprise them with his arrival. He sat down on a mat at the end of the room. The three old hwesio at the front showed no reaction whatsoever. The younger hwesio only looked at him for a moment in astonishment. After that they resumed reading their prayers.
Incense smoke billowing. The sound of the recitation of the holy verses grew louder and louder. The longer you listen, the more Tokku Bu-ti's enthusiasm seems to rise. Meanwhile, the tapping on bokhi every time knocks on the heart of Tok-ku Bu-ti.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes closed. He sat motionless. His mind started drifting. Almost the same situation as what happened at Go-bi-san when It-im taisu tried to awaken him and invite him to enter the Buddha's door.
Unfortunately, it wasn't long before the recitation of the holy verses stopped. Tok-ku Bu-ti was still sitting with his eyes closed.
In no time, his face looked much older than before. His current state was more like that of an old priest who was brooding over his sorrows.
The three old priests who had crossed their legs in the front now stood up and walked slowly towards him. They chant the Buddha's name. One of them immediately approached Tok-ku Bu-ti to greet him:
"This bitch..."
Suddenly Tok-ku Bu-ti opened his eyes wide. "Taisu three, why haven't they intervened yet?" he suddenly asked.
The three hwesio were stunned. "Please ask what Sicu's words mean?" asked the hwesio in the middle.
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed heartily. "You three were probably intending to become Buddha's disciples, hence your make-up was spot on. It's a shame you guys made another mistake.
The three hwesio just looked at Tok-ku Bu-ti with a surprised look. They said nothing. Tok-ku Bu-ti immediately explained what he meant. "You shouldn't be allowed to knock on the bokhi so your secret won't necessarily be leaked. A bokhi containing a secret weapon when tapped, of course the sound will be muffled. It's not as clean and loud as usual."
The three hwesio people didn't seem to understand what Tok-ku Bu-ti was saying. One of the men standing on the left shook his head several times.
"It seems that Sicu has misunderstood us."
His hands clasped together. His body bent. Suddenly several streaks of light flashed from his loose priestly robes.
“Sing! Sing!” two beeps sounded. Tok-ku Bu-ti's body jumped into the air. Two flying blades slid past under his feet and clattered to the floor. The other two hwesio immediately jumped back. Each of their hands moved. The Bokhi that they had been tapping on earlier was already in their hands.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's body darted like a curious wandering spirit.
A pair of fingers immediately stretched forward and gripped the shoulders of the two hwesio earlier. He roared loudly, his strength immediately mobilized.
There was the sound of bones breaking and screams of horror. His hands retreated and grabbed the bokhi in both hands. A series of secret weapons immediately slid into the bodies of the two hwesio. You can imagine how much suffering they experienced.
The shoulders were gripped until they were crushed, the whole body was stuck with dozens of poisonous secret weapons as well. Some of the secret weapons slid again and stuck in the bodies of the seven other hwesio. Their bodies fell to the floor in an instant. Their faces were all blue. Their skin was wrinkled as a sign of how heinous the poison that was smeared on top of these secret weapons.
Tok-ku Bu-ti quickly lifted the old hwesio's body. He used his body as a weapon against the other two hwesio. The sword light glowed.
Each of the two hwesio's attacks missed the target. In fact, their comrades who had become corpses were increasingly torn apart by their swords. Tok-ku Bu-ti's hand lives next door which is still empty. With that hand he also used it as a weapon. With lightning speed, his finger jabbed at the throat of one of the hwesios.
"Creps!" Blood gushed profusely. At the same time the hwesio's body fell to the floor with his life lost.
Horrible screams reverberated everywhere. The temple which was a holy place was now a killing ground. Tok-ku Bu-ti's hand was pulled back. His body turned and lunged towards the other hwesio. The old hwesio's eyes were ghastly. At that moment, fear had already filled his heart. The attacks have stopped. He instead stood dazedly staring at Tok-ku Bu-ti. With a movement as fast as the wind, Tok-ku Bu-ti snatched the sword in his hand and immediately slashed the hwesio's neck. His skull rolled across the floor like a ball. It's a heart-stopping sight.
None of the other young clerics who saw the situation in the room remained unchanged. For a moment they were also stunned. Then screaming hysterically and running topsy-turvy. Tok-ku Bu-ti is the one who is speechless now. He had thought all the young hwesios were Tian Sat members. Judging from their fears now, I don't think so. But he still lunged at them.
Tok-ku Bu-ti felt that everything was over.
The young hwesio did not wait until Tok-ku Bu-ti approached them. Their hands waved. A series of shrouds of shurikens rolled from their sleeves. There was a rumbling sound.
Tok-ku Bu-ti gasped. Luckily he already had the mind to not let the hwesios go.
A pair of palms immediately slammed forward. The shurikens that were hurtling towards him all bounced back. Some of them even stuck in the bodies of the young hwesio. Once again a shriek of horror broke the silence. Tok-ku Bu-ti did not stop moving. His body shot into the air and a pair of palms were smashed back. Three more young hwesio who collapsed bathed in blood. Their chests vibrated so that fresh blood spurted from their mouths. Their lives were gone in an instant.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's heart was filled with killing intent. He continues to pursue the remaining young hwesio who are still alive. One by one he hunted then his palms hit here and there. In the twinkling of an eye none of the hwesios were still breathing.
Finally Tok-ku Bu-ti's body movement stopped. He looked around carefully. After making sure there were no more humans living in the room except himself, he raised his head and laughed out loud.
The sound of her laughter didn't contain the slightest trace of joy, instead tucked into a tone of her heart that was desolate and friendless. This is the first time Tok-ku Bu-ti feels how alone he is in this world. There were no more people looking forward to his return, no more people worrying about his fate. Tok Ku Bwee's face also crossed his mind. A streak of pain seemed to slice through his already wounded heart.
Then he took a deep breath. So far he has not dared to look down on this organization that calls itself Tian Sat, but the greatness and power of this organization is truly beyond his expectations. Are there still many dangers that he will encounter throughout his life's journey? Tok-ku Bu-ti did not dare to make sure. He only realized one thing. However, he couldn't go on like this. How many days had he not slept well. Danger lurks everywhere. Even to eat he did not calm down. Wherever he ate, there would definitely be a possibility that the restaurant he was staying at had been bribed by the Tian Sat organization. One day it will definitely come when it's unlucky. At that time he himself did not believe that he could escape death.
Tok-ku Bu-ti is aware that this is not a good way. If he wants to live in peace then he has to uproot the grass. He must succeed in finding the head of this organization and eradicate all of their members completely. If not, of course, only with his death, Tian Sat's pursuit of him can be stopped.
However, relying on one's own strength, if you want to destroy this Tian Sat organization, it's really like a daydream. In a way, at this time for him there was only one path, and that was death.
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Even though Bu-ti-bun is now living in name only, at least Tok-ku Bu-ti has stood as a Buncu who is respected by many people. The Bu-ti-bun Party once shook the world of Kangouw as the biggest college in its golden era.
Even if he had to die, he still wanted to die as a great warrior. If he were to be killed by members of an organization like Tian Sat, not only would his death not be glorious, instead he would become a laughing stock even though his body was buried in the ground.
Isn't there a saying, "A tiger dies leaving its skin, an elephant dies leaving its tusks, then a human dies leaving his name."
At least he should die with a name that is remembered in history. When his laughter stopped, Tok-ku Bu-ti's mind had already thought of a plan.
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Evening...
The wind blows breezy. Leaves fly above the ground. Passers-by on the highway stepped foot in a hurry. The wind was blowing harder. The guests who stopped at the restaurant were already full.
They must be reluctant to walk under that strong wind.
The restaurant on the corner is not that big. The wine served is also of good quality. The dumplings and other small dishes served on the table are also quite appetizing. This proves that the cook who plays a role in the restaurant has good cooking knowledge. Apparently it was the owner of the restaurant who doubled as the cook.
Not only the snacks, the main dishes are also delicious. No wonder his business is always in demand throughout the year. The guests who come to the restaurant always bring their friends.
Only one person is an exception. He sat in a corner of the room with his back to the entrance. Her clothes were made of sky blue coarse cloth. His head bowed low and enjoyed the dish that was served before him.
He only ordered a few buns, a pot of old wine. He calmly enjoyed his food without caring about the people that filled the surroundings.
Judging from his back, there was absolutely nothing attractive about this person. But still there are two guests who pay attention to him since he entered the restaurant.
The two of them were middle-aged men. They wore piauwsu clothes. They entered the diner after the person wearing blue stepped inside. This proved that they had been following him from a distance. Of course their goal is not just to eat and drink. Even though they ordered several kinds of dishes, but what entered their stomachs was just too little.
Suddenly the person sitting on the left laughed out loud.
"Sun Heng, it was unexpected that we would meet at this place. This time may or may not be my treat!"
"Who treats the same!" his partner laughed. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked. "Oh yes, Li heng, did you hear any hot news along the way to this place?"
"Of course there is. In fact, people are busy talking about it. How come Siau Yau has succeeded in eradicating Bu-ti-bun..."
"That's what I've heard too. Moreover, according to the news that was spread, Fu Giok Su, who served as Ciang bun jin Wudang, turned out to be the grandson of the chairman of Siau Yau, how come that cult is a heretic."
"Not wrong ... "
"Aih ... Wudang's fate is indeed sad. Various calamities have hit the party. Not long ago Song Liong Tojin died, suddenly the student he accepted was the grandson of his own enemy."
"Isn't it? In fact, someone named Song Ngo Lin became the scapegoat so he was being chased by all parties. Oh yes ... has Li heng heard that Song Ngo Lin turns out to be the child of an illicit relationship between Song Liong tojin and piau moi -his?"
The body of the person wearing blue clothes trembled slightly hearing their conversation.
"Of course I have... Hm, to think that a Ciang bun jin from a big party could do such an act," said the person called Li Heng.
"We also cannot blame Song Liong Tojin. The incident occurred when he had not purified himself to become Tosu. Your human cannot be separated from the snares of romance. He himself also did not expect that a child named Song Ngo Lin would eventually be born."
"Aikh ... all of this is indeed the fate of Thian who is in power. The one to blame is actually the fate of Wudang, who is indeed deplorable ... "
"Fortunately there is a Song Ngo Lin. Moreover, Han Song is also reported to have succeeded in practicing the Tian can sinkang science, so it is very likely that the name Wudang can revive."
"However, Song Ngo Lin is in a tragic situation. He loves a girl who turns out to be his own biological sister...
Luckily, Tok-ku Bu-ti's wife was able to come to prevent a more serious disaster from happening."
"That's right... With the news that they were brothers and sisters who almost did that cursed thing, luckily the woman came in a hurry. It's really something that is said to be good luck in misfortune," said the male She Sun.
He took a deep breath. "In a state of anger, he said Song Ngo Lin attacked Tok-ku Bu-ti completely.
Then he was blocked by his student named Li Cu. Pity that person sacrificed himself for a teacher who is not worth defending. After that, according to the news, Song Ngo Lin went somewhere."
She Li's people took a deep breath too. "It's better if he doesn't go."
"Why?"
"This incident happened just recently, no wonder Li Heng hasn't heard the news."
"What exactly happened?"
"After Song Ngo Lin left, Han Song burned down the former Bu-ti-bun headquarters. After that they returned to Wudang-san. There he looked for builders to repair some of the rooms damaged by the clash with Thian-ti and his friends. day. Who would have thought that he would even…” She Sun's person, whether intentionally or not, stopped what he was saying so that the people who were listening became curious.
Some of the guests who had been listening to it had sharpened their ears even more. Meanwhile, his friend She Li immediately pressed him: "How?"
"I didn't know that when Han Song checked the workings of the craftsmen, he had to be backed up. It turned out that the craftsmen were all fakes. I don't know who they were, but one thing is certain that Han Song died miserably at their hands..."
Just at that moment the pitiful person in the blue clothes shook violently. "Impossible!" he shouted involuntarily.
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The people she Li and she Sun were stunned to hear someone interjected his words. Their gazes immediately turned to the person wearing the blue clothes. At the same time, the person wearing the blue clothes also turned around. Song Ngo Lin!
She Sun's people don't seem to know Song Ngo Lin. He looked at the young boy with a suspicious look. The she Li person also watched Song Ngo Lin from top to bottom of his feet, then he slowly stood up. His eyes were still fixed on Song Ngo Lin.
Song Ngo Lin's hair was disheveled. His beard grew messy around his chin. I do not know how long he did not clean up. His eyes glanced at the two people she Li and she Sun. His mouth moved as if he wanted to say something, but finally pulled back.
She Sun's fellow glanced at his colleague She Li at a glance.
“Li heng, this person…”