A Pair of Eclipse Swords
Chapter : 8 – The Heir
Sung Han was shocked when he saw that his teacher's body had suddenly fallen. Quickly he crashed down and greeted Xiao Shi Yong's body which had made a tremendous change.
Sung Han's voice was stuck in his throat as if something was holding him there. His mouth was open and trembling but no sound came out so excited to see the sight.
His teacher, Xiao Shi Yong, just as he handed the sword to Sung Han, his body began to age and age. Until his appearance changed to seventy years old, he fell.
But it did not stop there, his body continued to age and dry up. His flesh seemed to evaporate out of nowhere so that over time, Xiao Shi Yong's entire body deflated and left the bones wrapped in skin.
Until that terrifying process stopped the moment both eyes, tongue and the entire hair on Xiao Shi Yong's body disappeared, yawning turned into like ashes that were blown away by the wind.
That day, in the middle of a very quiet forest, the sound of the cries of young men roaring filled the entire forest. Even the wolves and other wild animals who were always active at night, that day they even had difficulty breathing so afraid of hearing Sung Han's roar.
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That morning, a new grave mound was created in the garden next to Xiao Shi Yong's cottage.
Sung Han sprinkled all the flowers in the garden to decorate his teacher's new grave. The atmosphere this morning was very gloomy in his eyes. Everything seems dull and boring.
He planted a flat stone on one side of the grave. Using his finger, he carved the stone with beautiful letters that read, "Xiao Shi Yong, grandson of the daughter of the Xiao family"
Sung Han put his arms together and prayed for a long time. Half an hour later, a pair of closed eyes opened and the young man rose slowly.
He approached the stables where the animal was not too chatty as usual when eating. Presumably the horse was also deeply grieved over the death of Xiao Shi Yong.
"My teacher and your friend are gone." he said gently stroking the horse's head and back. This animal reciprocates Sung Han's treatment by stroking his head against Sung Han's chest.
The horse was pitch-black, but it was presumably not an ordinary horse looking from its posture and large height. It is no exaggeration to say that this horse must be a war horse.
His hair was elongated, he tied it to the nape of his neck. While the Solar Eclipse Sword he slipped on his black belt.
Sung Han rode on a horseback, walked slowly towards the garden and looked at his teacher's grave for a moment.
"I'm leaving.guru."
Without looking again, he paced his horse far to any direction. Because long ago when he was a child and fled from the pursuit of the Black Dragon people, he did not know where the direction of North, South, East and West.
Until now he was not aware that for five years, he was in one of the Valley of the Heaven's Wall Mountains which is slightly in the East.
Sung Han traveled without hurrying, he walked around as he did not know the direction. But how astonished his heart was that after two days, he still did not come out of the forest.
Morning, noon, night the view he saw was always the same. The towering trees that cover the sunlight so that make the atmosphere shady even though the day is still very hot.
Although he was walking in an uncertain direction and just according to his heart, but actually he had decided his first goal. That is to investigate whether the cause of the mausabab that caused the conflict between the Black Dragon and the White Eagle. He guessed that there must be a close connection with the head inside the small chest.
That night he spent the night in a large meadow accompanied by a small bonfire. His horse let him eat around there.
"Hem...what is that?"
Suddenly his ears heard the voices of many people. I don't know what it's doing but it's really noisy in Sung Han's ears. But it sounds very far away.
Since there was no experience at all, Sung Han did not realize that his hearing was beyond reason. As a silat expert, Sung Han's hearing distance can be said to be very sharp.
Though the distance between himself and the horde of people was still about fifty meters apart, it was still added to the rustling of grass and tree leaves. It could be imagined how sharp Sung Han's ears could hear the sound of people in the midst of the noisy leaves and grass clashing against each other.
A while later, he noticed there were many glowing red dots. You know that there is a group of people who are walking somewhere. Sung Han secretly thought, they are brave enough to travel at night.
The young man slowed down the pace of the horse and tied it to one of the strong tree trunks nearby. He was determined to get close to the cluster of light.
"Th-this...."
How shocked his heart was when he saw a group of dozens of people wearing all black clothes. What was surprising was, the clothes were exactly like the clothes of the people who massacred the White Eagle at that moment!
His anger rose, his hands clenched and his breath hunted. But in any case, he still felt horrified to rampage there. They were made up of dozens of people and he was alone, it would be impossible to get out alive if he messed up!
Thus he thought that was still childish because for five years did not come out of the forest at all. Besides his empty experience of jumping, Sung Han was actually able to face the dozens of people and come out as a winner with a healthy body without injuries. But he was completely unaware of his own potential.
Finally, Sung Han decided to look and listen attentively. It turned out that this group after walking for several meters, they decided to take a break.
"The White Eagles have been missing for years" said one of the group.
"Indeed, I was really curious why the chairman and young master were not willing to take such decisive action at all? It always keeps me from sleeping well! Obviously the White Eagles carrying the elder's head, there must be a point!!" answer his friend with an angry face.
Sung Han held his so tense breath. Never thought that once down the mountain, he would get information according to what his goal was!
He refocused his hearing as the two closest people said again.
"You think the chairman is scared?" ask the first person.
"Where possible! The mastery is no less great as the true warriors who appear lost appear lost like demons! I don't know why but he always tells us to be patient and patient! You know for yourself, don't you?" answer the second person who always seems angry.
"I agree with that, but this matter is indeed very confusing! Somehow it happened, but after they clashed with us, I heard the news that White Rajawali was also involved in tensions and various problems with other parties. Is it possible that the White Rajawali did something wrong? I don't think it's possible." said the first person who seems to rely more on thoughts than emotions.
"Ah you're weak! Just say afraid to fight them."
"Hey, who's afraid? I just don't want the Black Dragon to be labeled a martial jungle person as a heretic!"
"Why with that!? Wasn't that the reality all along?" the first person starts to get emotional and grunt.
"That's because you haven't been able to take away your former arbitrary nature! I'm a fairly new member and I'm amazed by the old members who still want to be willing to go back to the right way. But I see with my eyes, you still look arrogant!" the second man began to raise his voice.
This commotion was finally stopped by a third party who were thumping their heads with brass sticks while snapping. "Heh, can you just shut up!? Sleep and rest so you don't sleep in the middle of the road!"
The two men appeared to be disinclined by the brass stick's grandfather and immediately obeyed the order.
Sung Han frowned, what does that mean? White Rajawali disappeared, Black Dragon the gathering that was considered heretical? Then what the fuck with the insyaf and the new members, what's the connection?
Sung Han thought all these answers would be answered if he followed the troupe. So having decided so, the next day on a horse, he shadowed the party from behind.
"I'm really lucky in this. I hope my spies will be successful!"
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