That person She Li's eyes suddenly widened. “Isn't… is it… Lin tai… even if...” His voice trailed off.
"Song Ngo Lin?" She Sun's person immediately stood up. He looked at Song Ngo Lin with a look of disbelief.
"Lin taihiap... neither of us know you..." said the person She Li in a slightly nervous tone.
"Liongwi..." Song Ngo Lin sunk deeply. “What you said earlier I have heard clearly. I don't blame you at all. Only Han is my supek…”
"Lin Taihiap doesn't know at all?" asked the person she Li still in a nervous voice.
Song Ngo Lin shook his head. "Siaute actually wants to ask for directions from Liongwi..."
"What Lin Taihiap heard just now is the truth." People she Li danced a long breath.
"It's not that Siaute doesn't believe it, but... Han supek has succeeded in training Tian can sinkang, while Tok-ku Buti is no match for him now."
"Tian can sing kang's strength... cayhe has already proven it." Song Ngo Lin looked at the person she Li with a sharp look. "Siaute has no intention of bragging about our group's martial arts skills..." he said in a humble tone.
The she Li man laughed bitterly: "Cayhe is the piausu of Tian sai piaukiok. When Lin taihi was about to have a wedding, cayhe was also present with Cong piautau."
How could Song Ngo Lin remember so many guests one by one. He had to laugh bitterly.
"Please continue..."
"At that time there were so many guests. Of course Lin Taihiap didn't remember them one by one. Moreover, Cayhe was just a piuwsu who was not well-known."
"Li heng don't say that!" Once again Song Ngo Lin won. "Please Li Heng don't call Siaute as Taihiap. Siaute really can't take it. Oh yeah... we're back to the subject earlier. If Li Heng has indeed seen Tian Can Sin Kang Han's power strength, of course Li heng can't believe that my Han supek can be killed by someone so easily."
"If they were ordinary craftsmen, don't say just twenty or thirty people, even if there were three hundred of them, they wouldn't necessarily be able to get close to Yan lo cianpwe, but they..."
"Whose guises are these people really?" urged Song Ngo Lin whose heart was getting tense.
"Tian Sat," the person she Li said in a low voice. Song Ngo Lin was stunned. "What does Tian Sat mean?"
"Tian Sat is an organization that provides contract killers. No one knows where their headquarters are. People who have used their services must have understood that they have a rule, which is not to divulge their secrets except to people who are really really need their help. Also no one knows how powerful that organization really is. One only knows that in this world there is an organization called Tian Sat, and they have never failed in their tasks."
Song Ngo Lin's face darkened.
"Then Li Heng meant that surely someone paid money to use the services of Tian Sat to kill my Supek?"
The person she Li nodded her head. "According to the grapevine that spread around the kangouw world, Tian Sat has never looked at anything but money. Without money, Tian Sat will not step in to kill anyone. Their motto is no personal grudges."
"So Han supek is really dead?" Song Ngo Lin again asked the question. He simply could not believe such information. Only he was the clearest about who Han Song was, and how high his knowledge was. It was impossible for Han Song to be killed by someone just like that, even if in this world there really was an organization called Tian Sat like the person she Li had told him about.
People She Li took a deep breath at the question. "I don't think I have a reason to lie to Kongcu."
"Where did you get this news?" asked Song Ngo Lin who still felt curious.
"From the mouth of a Wudang disciple." the she Li man looked at Song Ngo Lin in surprise. Then he asked again. "Has Wan Kongcu still not received any news from them until now?"
Song Ngo Lin shook his head.
"Hear that they have dispersed. They are looking for you and want to take you back to Wudang-san, because there was no one who dared to make a decision after Yan locianpwc died."
"Wonder why until now they still haven't found Wan kongcu?" said the man she Sun.
"Maybe because this place is a bit remote," said the person she Li.
Song Ngo Lin stroked his wildly growing beard on his chin. "I don't think I can accept this fact yet," he said in a sad tone.
"This news has spread everywhere. Try Wan Kongcu to head south and find out whether or not our statement is true." She Sun's people laughed bitterly. "If Wan Kongcu doesn't come back soon, we are afraid that Wudang-san will suffer a disastrous collapse."
Song Ngo Lin's face slightly changed at his words.
"Have Li heng and Sun heng both heard of the person who would pay money to kill Han supek?" he asked again.
"Actually, this is a secret. Wan kongcu should never tell anyone that we told him. According to the rumors, the person who issued the money is most likely a former Buncu Bu-tibun, Tok-ku Bu-ti!" said the person she Li in a whisper tone.
Song Ngo Lin's face changed greatly at his words.
"Tok-ku Bu-ti?"
The person she Li nodded her head.
"There are also people who suspect that it could be Fu Giok Su," said the person she Sun.
"The odds are just as great!" Song Ngo Lin clenched his fists tightly.
"What action will Wan kongcu take now?" asked the person she Li.
"Siaute wants to excuse himself now. Thank you for the information that Liongwi gave."
Not to mention that the She Li person said something. Song Ngo Lin had already placed some silver coins on the table and walked away in a hurry. The eyes of the people of She Li and She Sun led Song Ngo Lin to leave. There was a sly smile on their lips.
She Sun's person instead nodded his head while patting his colleague's shoulder. "Li Heng's performance is really convincing," he said.
"Of course. Because what I said is true. If I were told to lie, I'm sure my face would change a bit."
"That's right. We've already killed Han Song, we should at least put some effort into helping the Wudang disciples."
"That human She Song hid himself in such a remote place. If we don't put in a little manpower to help him, I don't know how long it will take the Wudang disciples to find him?"
"We should also tell all the traces of my Tok Bu-ti now."
“No need…” The person Li laughed coldly. "Tok-ku Bu-ti is starting to get overwhelmed by our members who want to kill him. Now he has sent a letter of challenge to Wudang-san and asked Song Ngo Lin to compete with him at Giok-hong-teng."
"Why did he have to do all that? Why would he ask us to kill Han Song if now he still wants to fight Song Ngo Lin?"
"He hates Han Song because it was that old man who set fire to the Bu-ti-bun headquarters so he had no place to shelter. Meanwhile what he did later was caused by our side."
"Because of our side?"
"That's right. We pressed him until he didn't calm down for a moment. Everywhere he met dangers that might cost him his life." The She Li man laughed again coldly. "Humans like him certainly don't want to die at our hands.
He deliberately challenged Song Ngo Lin. First to escape from our pursuit. Second, if he were to die at the hands of Song Ngo Lin, his death would be far more precious than dying at the hands of our members."
"In the battle at Giok-hong-teng later, what if the one who dies is not Tok-ku Bu-ti, but Song Ngo Lin?"
"That's a very small possibility. But even if he could win, you don't think he would be seriously injured? As far as I know, Song Ngo Lin's knowledge is much higher than his." The smile on person She Li's face grew colder and stiffer.
"I also don't think Tok-ku Bu-ti can achieve victory. Moreover, Song Ngo Lin's hatred towards him is already deep!" The person she Sun shook his head. "Of course it's best if he really dies at the hands of Song Ngo Lin. That way, our side can save some manpower having someone do the work we should be doing."
"At least there are no more victims on our side. To target him in the past few days, more than a hundred of our members have died under his hands. It's really unlucky for our chairman to get a customer like Tok-ku Bu-ti."
"Who would have thought that he could fall into poverty like that?"
"Tok-ku Bu-ti being able to lead Bu-ti-bun so that he grows rapidly like the other day, is actually not an easy thing. This person does have a smart brain and a cunning heart. He will not hesitate to use any means to achieve his desires. "
"But he made a big mistake. He should have sought ten laksa laila's money to pay off the debt he promised to our chairman."
People She Li didn't say anything more. He raised his cup filled with wine and slowly gulped it down. So slowly he drank the wine that people who saw it would have thought that he was really enjoying the wine. When he put his cup back down, a young medicine peddler walked into the restaurant with hasty steps approaching him. "The dove has been released," he whispered beside the ear of the She Li.
“He has got a horse and is running with great speed.”
"Does he not suspect how in this remote place he can get such a good horse and for such a low price?"
“It seemed that his mind was constantly filled with images of the dead Han Song. He didn't suspect anything at all."
“It turns out that Yang Cong Tian's death changed the course of his original sorrow. It seems that even though he deliberately wandered into the world of kangouw, but his heart was still thinking about the interests of Wudang. Against the letter of challenge sent by Tok-ku Bu-ti, he will definitely accept it wholeheartedly.” The She Li person changed the subject. "Have you received any news about Tok-ku Bu-ti?"
"He still lives in the blacksmith's house."
The person she Li laughed heartily. "We should also leave now." He turned his head and shouted: "Lao-pan, count them all!"
The owner of the restaurant was cleaning the table that Song Ngo Lin had occupied earlier. Hearing She Li's call, he rushed over. Regarding the behavior of the two guests, this is a bit strange. He did feel suspicious. But he doesn't want to care about things that don't concern him. So did the other guests.
This village is rather remote and far from the crowds. There are only hundreds of residents living in the village. That was why Song Ngo Lin chose this village for his temporary residence. But still traces can be found by Tian Sat members. This proves the greatness of this one organization. You can imagine how many members are members of it. And who knows who is capable of leading an organization like this. But the chairman has never spread in the world of kangouw.
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It's late. It started to rain lightly. Like the previous nights, this night was also starless. Cloudy dark sky. The wind was blowing hard.
It seemed that no one was in the mood to leave the house at a time like that. Especially in heavy rain.
But from a distance, you can see a horse galloping fast through the darkness of the night. He is Song Ngo Lin. He had been running his horse for a day and a night like a madman. Occasionally he would pause so the horse could eat and drink or rest a little. He himself had almost forgotten his body's need for food and drink. Only one thing filled his mind at that time. Is the story spread by the people of She Li at the restaurant true?
One more thing that is the problem now. When escaping from Wudang-san the other day, he didn't even look at the direction he was taking. Now he's a little confused about the direction to return to Wudang-san. He only took the southern direction. His horse rushed without turning the other way. Now he is in the middle of the forest. He didn't know whether the direction he was taking was correct or not. His horse began to weaken. He didn't want his horse to get sick. How could he get another horse in the middle of the forest like this?
After galloping his horse for about two li. Song Ngo Lin pulled the horse's reins so that the horse would not go so fast. His eyes wandered around the place. Only darkness he encountered. He took out a small tube from his pocket. After a few swipes, the canister lit a dim flame, at least a bit of light to aid his eyesight.
In that way he walked his horse slowly. About twenty fathoms on his horse, he saw a row of dim lanterns. This indicates that ahead there is a small village. Song Ngo Lin walked on. Finally he saw that what he suspected was right there were indeed several houses lined up there.
The people's houses are very small. It is possible that life in this village is so poor that the other residents have fled to other places. Maybe the land around this area is not suitable for farming.
While guessing Song Ngo Lin kept running his horse. Now he was in front of the row of people's houses. For a moment he hesitated on which house to knock on. After all he could not continue his journey tonight. The rain was getting heavier, his horse was so weak he had to find a house that would allow him to spend the night.
Suddenly the door of a house which was located in the middle of it opened. An old man popped his head and raised the lantern in his hand to look at Song Ngo Lin.
For a moment, Song Ngo Lin was still confused, then he rode his horse towards the grandfather's house. After that he dismounted and his horse. "Lopek, sorry to interrupt, Cayhe wants to hitch a ride last night. Does Lopek mind if cayhe stays at Lopek's house?"
The old geezer watched him carefully. His toothless mouth smiled kindly. "Come in young man... Just tie your horse to the edge of the well," he said, pointing inside.
Song Ngo Lin nodded his head.
Quickly he pulled his horse's rope into the courtyard of the house and tethered his horse to a pole beside the well. The old man held out his lantern in front of the young man so he could see more clearly.
"Hurry into the house. Your clothes are all soaked. You might get sick later," said the old man next.
Song Ngo Lin's heart felt a warmth that he had not felt in a long time. "Thank you, Lopek. Don't stay out too long yourself. The rain is getting heavier," he said in a touched tone.
They immediately stepped into the house. The front room is very simple. In the middle there is only a square table with three wooden benches around it. On the left there is a room that is only limited by a cloth that is full of patches. Song Ngo Lin glanced around the room. "Lopek lives alone in this place?"
"Before with a wife, but the grandmother had left Lohu a year ago. Now I'm just alone."
"Cayhe she Song, I don't know what your noble She Lopek?"
"Lohu she Cia...just call me Cia Lopek. Now Kongcu better wash himself and rest in the room.
After taking care of Kongcu's horse later, Lohu will provide some porridge to fill the stomach," said the old man
Song Ngo Lin was deeply moved. That's why he likes life in a small village. People are still innocent and innocent. They do not hesitate to lend a helping hand even though their own circumstances are not necessarily sufficient.
In contrast to the life of the Kangouw world which is always full of violence.
That night Song Ngo Lin stayed at the old man's house. Even though he couldn't sleep soundly, at least he could sit cross-legged and gather his pure air so that his stamina would recover.
The next morning he was out of the room. The old man had already boiled water for him. He washed his face and looked briefly at the state of his horse.
It seemed that the horse was strong again because it could rest all night. Song Ngo Lin thanked him profusely and gave some money to the grandfather.
At first the grandfather did not want to accept it. But Song Ngo Lin still insisted. Finally, with a touched look, the grandfather accepted it. "Lopek, I want to ask which direction should cayhe take to get to Wudang-san?"
The old man was stunned by his question. "What is the need for Kongcu to go to Wudang-san?"
"Cayhe is indeed a Wudang student. Cayhe has been traveling in the world of Kangouw for several months. Suddenly Cayhe received news that Supek Cayhe had died because he was supported by a number of criminals, therefore Cayhe wanted to hurry home to find out whether the news was true or not," said Cayhe. Song Ngo Lin was straightforward.
Grandpa's face slightly changed hearing this statement. "Is your Supek called Gi ban li?"
Now it was Song Ngo Lin who was stunned to hear his question. "How did Lopek know that in Wudang-san there was someone named Gi Ban Li?" he asked curiously.
The old man took a deep breath.
"Lohu used to work as a servant at the Gi Ban Li family's house. In other words, Gi Banli was Kongcu Lohu. When both of his parents died, Kongsu Lohu chose to travel the world of martial arts to seek knowledge. Later, you heard that he entered to become a Wudang disciple. Maybe Gi Kongcu also looked for Lohu's news, but Lohu has lived in this remote village for a long time, so we broke up."
Song Ngo Lin was deeply moved. He immediately dropped to his knees before the old man. "Cia kong kong, cayhe is the son of Gi Ban Li. As for father, his parents passed away a few months ago."
The old man's lips trembled at Song Ngo Lin's words. He quickly helped her to her feet. "Thian almighty!
It turns out that at this old age, Lohu still managed to meet Kongcu's son. But... Kongcu said earlier that Gi Kongcu Lohu had died? Is it true?"
Song Ngo Lin nodded his head. "No wonder Cia kong kong doesn't know. This village is indeed remote and far from Wudang-san. It seems that there isn't much news around this area. Father has been Ciang bun jin Wudang-san since twenty years ago. But he is a old man killed by bad people."
Tears rolled down Cia kong kong's cheeks. He was so sad to hear the news. But at the same time his heart was also happy to meet Song Ngo Lin.
"Thanks to Thian, Kongcu got such a dashing son," his words stopped. A memory seemed to flash through his mind. "But... something is not right Kongcu said that Kongcu she Song..."
Song Ngo Lin was forced to tell the outline of his life history. The old man listened wide-eyed. He did not expect Song Ngo Lin to have such an unfortunate history. He looked at the young man with pity. "Kongcu, it's already noon.
Go to the Wudang Mountains and complete all the business there. If one day Kongcu feels bored living in the kangouw world, the door of Kong Kong's rickety house is ready to accept you at any time," he said after Song Ngo Lin ended his story.
Song Ngo Lin once again defended the old man. He came out of the yard while holding the reins of his horse.
"Kongcu just needs to climb the hill at the end of this village then take the west direction. After crossing the river, turn east. Kongcu will surely arrive at Wudangsan in about three days."
Song Ngo Lin nodded his head. He threw himself onto his horse waving his hand. Then he galloped off his horse. The old man watched Song Ngo Lin's back until he disappeared into the distance. He took one more breath before entering the house.
There are so many unexpected events in this world.
In fact, everything is so coincidental because it has been arranged by
The mighty Thian!
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The fire in the furnace was blazing. Even though it would soon be winter and the night was bitterly cold, the two blacksmiths were still sweating profusely.
They were the most famous blacksmiths within a hundred li. Both of them did not know each other before this. It was Tok-ku Bu-ti who gathered the two of them in that place. At first they were not willing to accept the offer. But they saw with their own eyes Tok-ku Bu-ti's iron fists. Just once hit a large rock instantly shattered. Hear the eyes of fear they are forced to nod their heads.
Under the extensive experience and professional knowledge of the two craftsmen, in approximately seven days, an iron staff with a dragon's head was almost finished. The length and weight are almost equal to the previous Tok-ku Bu-ti dragon head staff.
Tok-ku Bu-ti actually lives behind this house. Except for meal times, the rest of the time he stays mostly in the room. He also rarely spoke. Actually the two builders could leave the place at any time. Tok-ku Bu-ti never looked after them. But they themselves do not dare. A kind of fear that was difficult to describe in words had entered their souls.
They only expect one thing. If the dragon head staff had been completed, they would be let go by Tok-ku Bu-ti or that strange guest would leave them without causing any further trouble.
Of course Tok-ku Bu-ti can understand their hearts. He didn't care. He had indeed planned that he would leave the place as soon as the dragon head scepter was completed.
Ever since he sent the letter of challenge to Wudang-san, Tian Sat's people have never bothered him again. Why did they stop their killing intent, Tok-ku Bu-ti understood perfectly.
He was sure that the people of Tian Sat must have some sense to know what was in the letter he sent to Wudang-san.
He was also sure that the letter would definitely reach Wudang-san without any trouble. The person who brought the letter was indeed a Wudang disciple. Actually, he was assigned to look for Song Ngo Lin. But on the way he was intercepted by Tok-ku Bu-ti. Of course he was very surprised. He thought that Tok-ku Bu-ti would definitely kill him.
Even though he finally realized that Tok-ku Bu-wouldn't do that, his surprise didn't go away at all. Tok-ku Bu-ti expressed his heart that he wanted the Wudang disciple to deliver a letter to the Wudang Mountains.
The letter contains a challenge to Song Ngo Lin to fight on Jade Hong teng. How could that Wudang disciple not panic. Song Ngo Lin has yet to be found, while the time for the agreement determined by Tok-ku Bu-ti is not long.
That Wudang Sect disciple did not dare delay any longer.
He was forced to cancel his intention to look for Song Ngo Lin.
Because he thought that he wasn't the only one who carried out this straightforwardness. It was better for him to immediately take the letter to the Wudang Mountains so that they could prepare themselves in case the time came and Song Ngo Lin had not been found either.
After successfully entrusting the letter to the Wudang College student, Tok-ku Bu-ti's feelings became much calmer. A kind of calm that he had not felt in a long time. He determined the date of the fight to fall on the first day of the twelfth month. Even though the time is not much longer, Tok-ku Bu-ti is sure that by the time the time comes, what he has planned will have been completed.
What to do is not much. But somehow, suddenly he had the feeling that he wanted to meet Tok Ku Bwee once again. After all, he once raised Tok Ku Bwee like his own child. Between them there is a kind of feeling that is hard to describe.
They have also used the terms father and son for dozens of years.
As soon as he remembered Tok Ku Bwee, he felt himself a bit sorry for what he had done to that girl. He himself wondered why his heart could suddenly turn weak and sentimental.
Where did Tok Ku Bwee go? Is he still alive in this world? Tok-ku Bu-ti doesn't know. If Bu-ti-bun were still standing, if only he gave orders, within a few days his members would have returned with a satisfactory report. Now he is alone. He doesn't have anyone anymore. Unnoticed, loneliness crept into his heart.
He is like a lost bird; Actually, Tok-ku bu-ti also deserves pity. Unfortunately this person's sense of prestige was too high. He's so arrogant. If! Since long ago he wanted to forgive Sen Man Cing, of course he would not experience the misery like today.
So far, he has never reflected on himself. He did not want to admit that his fault was not entirely with Sen Man Cing. He started first.
His passion for martial arts destroys his harmonious household. It's not that Sen Man Cing doesn't love her. The woman once loved him with all her heart, but the disappointment that hit a woman sometimes had terrible results. He didn't get the love he deserved. That's why he stole the affection that was seen in front of him. He deliberately helped Song Liong Tojin actually with the intention of attracting Tok-ku Bu-ti's attention. Provoking jealousy of the man's heart. Who would have thought that from start to finish Tok-ku Bu-ti never even visited him, didn't even know that he had helped his enemy.
Until Sen Man Cing became pregnant due to his affair with Song Liong Tojin and the woman herself confessed everything, she just found out. But again he made a big mistake. He did not correct who was at fault in this matter. In fact, he deliberately let everything go on and claimed Tok Ku Bwee to be his biological child. Meanwhile the grudge in his heart still burning. A day passed into a month. A month passed into a year. Revenge is like a layer of ice that accumulates more and more. Until finally when he experienced various great events such as Bu-ti-bun being attacked by Thian-ti and Fu Giok Su, his grudge immediately exploded. He blamed Sen Man Cing for bringing bad luck in his life. And he got his revenge. The intention of course is that Song Liong Tojin cannot rest in the afterlife. Sen Man Cing is allowed to live more and more to suffer.
What's the result? This is something that never crossed his mind. He only knows to avenge himself without thinking about what the consequences will be if his intention fails.
Didn't he destroy himself! It turned out that now he could only feel that the wound that was already in his heart was even more gaping. Tok-ku Bu-ti imagined what Tok Ku Bwee would do when he met her. He knew she must hate him now. He also knew that there was no hope for him to bring back the old Tok Ku Bwee.
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