A Pair of Eclipse Swords
Chapter : 36 – The Weird
As always, people are very easy to guess, let alone people. If there is news among them, of course the news will quickly spread everywhere.
The same is true of the collapse of the Conquered Heart of Satan after the combined invasion of the White Guard and the Black Dragon. Soon the names of these two major parties were crowded with people talking.
Fortunately for Sung Han, who was only helping from behind without going straight into the battlefield. So that its existence is not as famous as the two parties. People only know that if there are assassins who killed Phiang Bi Sun and Siauw Goan's forces, the rest of them don't know about Sung Han.
"People in the village earlier said he was heading here." Sung Han denied, "Hey buddy, isn't that village and this village very close? Not half a day's journey. How could I have been so far away?"
The street vendor on the outskirts of the village road was turning his own lazy eyeball and his guard against the behavior of this young man. "Hey friend of the jungle, mention the characteristics again?"
Sung Han quickly chided this and that as his hands moved here and there, showing the features of the person meant in as much detail as possible. Starting his hair, posture, large arms and legs, even he to tiptoes to equalize his height with that person's height.
"It's pretty clear your explanation" said the street vendor as he looked at the piece of paper he was holding. I don't know where that is.
"What are you doing?" puzzled Sung Han looked in surprise.
"Now, take it." he said, proffering the paper, "I'm afraid that if I don't help, you'll disturb my brother. People sometimes like weird things."
Sung Han looked up at the contents of the paper, he pointed at the paper the seller gave while his mouth cursing, "Well, this is the guy! This motherfucker got away! Hey you, you know this guy!?"
"Well, right!" the salesman seemed unhappy, "The silat-smart is oddly unhelpful. You're so disrespectful, I'm trying to help you!" sergeant.
Seen on the paper was a picture of an old man who had no hair but the hair on his chin was still thick and long. Sung Han looked once more and threw a few bronze coins towards the seller.
"Thank you then" he said.
"Hey, go to the end of the village, there's someone as strange as you. Just meet him and show him my picture, who knows he saw where the guy went." the salesman shouted as Sung Han started to get far away. The young man just waved his hand.
It didn't take long for Sung Han to find the house in question. The seller said weird, the place is no less strange, thought Sung Han.
And sure enough, when he reached the end of the village, his body was limp knowing that the house was too strange and unusual for humans.
The house was quite large with strong wooden walls. The tile is also presumably expensive tile whose quality is guaranteed. But that's not what makes Sung Han's body weak, but the way this house placement is crazy.
Tile below and foundation above. The house is turning around!
"It's really weird.." he murmured.
He wanted to come closer and knock on the door. But he realized that it was quite troublesome because the door was above, so he just knocked on the window that was below while crying out.
"Sir, I'm Sung Han going over here on someone's instructions. Want to ask for help!"
There was no answer from inside the house. Sung Han who felt the owner of the house did not hear, he again exclaimed. Then for the third time, he exclaimed again even with deep exertion.
"Shelf!"
The door opened violently, revealing an old man whose hair and beard were all white. His face was full of beard hair that filled his chin to his cheeks. But interestingly, the person was about as tall as Sung Han.
Sung Han was respectful. However, the teachings of his teacher's courtesy he never forgot even though it had faded every time he spoke with Jade Shi.
"What do you want?" ask the owner of the cold house.
Sung Han showed the picture of the five-footed salesman that was very similar to the original. "I want to find this guy, there was a salesman who suggested I come to you. Do you know where it went?"
The grandfather squinted his eyes, then his hand reached out and suddenly the paper in Sung Han's hand was pulled upwards and floated up. The grandfather caught him and looked at the goal. Then he threw the paper back into Sung Han's face.
"Western" he said briefly before closing the door and not showing up again.
"Thank you for your help, sir" Sung Han said, despite receiving no response.
I don't know who that weird super-grandfather Sung Han doesn't care. But one thing is certain, according to his teacher, the jungle people always hold his words. It's some kind of unwritten rule.
Even those who are misguided, their words are never an element of lies. It's just that quite a few of them are disobeying this rule. But such people do not care even if they are considered cowards.
Go Sung Han from the village to the west. I don't know what awaits him there he doesn't know because he doesn't memorize the way around.
Sung Han just walked straight west, as the night stopped and rested. Then in the morning, when the sun rose from the east, it began to walk again in the opposite direction.
Until about three or four days later, he arrived at a large river that is very clear water.
Feeling thirsty and tired in the body, Sung Han became very excited to know the source of the water. He darted off and took off all his clothes, then jumped into the river to take a bath.
Indeed, this kind of activity became a bit of entertainment for Sung Han during his adventure. In addition to being bullied by some bandits and reckless people, he was also tired of the sometimes difficult terrain. So by bathing in a river or lake like this, it can make his fatigue disappear.
But this calmness was interrupted by the shrill screams of a woman in the distance. Followed by the maleness of a woman and the hardness of a man.
Sung Han frowned, apalgi heard the man's naughtiness. So he quickly jumped to the riverbank and put his clothes back on. After attaching the sword at the waist, he dashed towards the source of the sound.
It was quite difficult for this young man to figure out where the voice came from because the woman's scream had stopped. He knew it was coming from the west, but his hearing wasn't great enough to know where it was. Then this young man just circled around in the same place.
Until one moment, he stumbled upon something quite strange. People like him are very difficult to drop just because his feet stumble something. He quickly looked over and exclaimed stifled.
"Legs? Whose leg is that?" his murmur was horrified to learn that the thing that was holding him back earlier was a pale right leg. Looking from his bones and slender fingers, Sung Han concluded it was a woman's foot.
The foot was poking out of the bush, presumably the owner of the foot was covered by the bush. Sung Han quickly grabbed the bushes and found out that the bush was not natural. Made of several wild plants stacked on top of a woman's body.
Both of Sung Han's legs were shaking, his body was limp and he fell to his knees. His mouth was open with his tongue, his eyes wide at the sight.
"I..late.." he murmured with great regret.
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