
Nie Chi continued to shadow the seven people from a distance. Secretly he was quite wary of the seven people whose movements were so light and agile. Show that those people are not only not weak, but have high intelligence.
Nie Chi stopped his steps when he saw in the distance that the seven people also stopped. They arrived at a single intersection that left the seven people naturally confused. All they were chasing was one man with a cart, there was no way he could split.
"You go there, you and you too. I came here with you and you. As for the two of you in that direction which seems to be the most difficult path." said the leader of the group pointed to his men to be ordered to move in which direction. "The movement of the steep rocks to the cliff was impossible for the man to reach. It was quite difficult to travel considering he was carrying a horse carriage." continued the leader of the group to the two people who were ordered to the far right. It is full of rocks.
The six people nodded without much ado and directly ran towards each one. The leader of the group headed to the straight path. One street that looks the safest, smoothest, easiest.
Nie Chi nodded as he had already made a choice of where to chase. Go straight, he thought. It was impossible for the man to carry the goods on the horse-drawn carriage through the left road, which along the way was interrupted by the protruding roots of the tree. As for the right, only a madman would do that while he was carrying a carriage.
"No!!" the bamboo stick hit his head quite hard. It turned out that the midget grandfather who had perched on his back had clasped Nie Chi's head with his own wand.
Nie Chi looked at him confusedly. "What is a teacher?" she asked.
"Murid idiot!!" his meaning is quite irritating to Nie Chi if he does not remember he is his teacher. Then the old man continued, "The horse-drawn carriage must have gone to the right. Dare to die I say this!"
Nie Chi looked puzzled, his eyes widened and his mouth gawking. He then looked at the road to the right once more and wondered. From above, it has been seen how dangerous the road is with the decoration of steep rocks along the steep slope. Even he himself gulped his hard-earned saliva.
"Teacher, the road if traversed by foot is quite difficult. To his right is a steep cliff. Considering that the man was carrying a horse carriage, wouldn't it torture his horse in addition to endangering the luggage?"
"Well..nah!!" snapped teacher. It makes Nie Chi more confused. "These seven and you think so. But the carriage-carrier and I were thinking something else!" he continued firmly with confidence.
"Look over there!!" point it towards the left path filled with unfortunate roots running along the way, "That's not the root of the tall trees around. Except for one poison plant whose shape is similar to the root. Living in the ground and so fat and healthy, the plant until poking out. Poison from root-shaped plants is very strong, can even pollute the air. If you go in there, anyone will meet the king of death."
Nie Chi was shocked to hear this. Unexpectedly it turns out that "roots" are poisonous plants!
"Three people are dead."
Then he pointed to the straight path, "For that road, only fools pass by it."
Then he pointed to the right. But Nie Chi first asked, "Why is it that only fools who pass the straight path are teachers? Shouldn't he be smart enough to pass through there, in addition to the smooth road that makes it easier for him to escape, he himself is also not threatened by environmental dangers."
"Wow, my students are no more sane than fools!" maki his teacher and returned to fattening the staff into Nie Chi's head complaining of pain. He then said, "Indeed, it's easier to escape, but easier to catch up. The pursuers will be easier and faster to get to where they are."
He paid no heed to it and went on to talk about the road to the right, "To the road to the right, one never thinks that someone who is old, thin and dry, almost dead, carries a horse-drawn carriage anyway, will pass that road. So the leader looked down and sent only two people. If I were the leader, I would give up six of them!"
Nie Chi was again surprised, with a frown he asked again.
"Why is that a teacher?"
"Look!! The situation on the right road is very dangerous to yourself, but also endangers the pursuers. It could obviously be used to knock them down" said his teacher, "This proves that the old man carrying the goods was no ordinary person. I don't know how high his martial arts are, but he's clearly smarter than you! Hmmm hurry up, we're already far behind!!"
Nie Chi regained his senses and quickly shot towards the right road. Although very curious and want to quickly prove the words of his teacher, but this young man still has to be careful to pass the steep road on the cliff.
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"Trak-trak-trak!"
The sound of horseshoes broke the silence on the cliff. An old coachman controlling his horse revealed a very tense expression. Sweat has dripped down the head to the neck.
He looked back when he heard the cry.
"Hey....stop you there!! Are you deaf!!?"
He accelerated his horse.
His movement slightly lifted forward because the horse was too suddenly stopped. Fortunately, not a single item fell and the coachman survived.
This old man quickly picked up the cleaver on the wagon and jumped down. At that moment he was already greeted by a slash of two sword blades that almost hit his neck.
"Shyut-shut!!"
"Craa!!"
Quickly he dodged and the two swords slashed through the edge of the wagon. This obviously makes the horse afraid that can not do anything, move afraid of falling, do not move afraid of stray attacks. Then they are only able to remain silent while continuing to neigh.
This old man rolled to the left. When he woke up his left hand had squashed two pebbles aimed at the opponent's face. Understandably if the pebble will not be able to injure two people who he knows very well, then he did the following movement in the form of a flat streak with his cleaver.
"Yin!"
"Fuck up!" one of them snapped and deflected the pebbles. The other one had already moved the sword.
"Trangs!"
Fireflowers rose, and the coachman was lined up to three steps. His opponent was still standing in place. The coachman's face paled, you know he was currently dealing with a powerful man.
"Send!!" snapped one of them while thrusting his left hand.
The originally pale face suddenly turned crimson, his eyes gleaming with anger. From the esophagus, there was a ringing sound like an angry lion. Then he snapped.
"Better to die!! Ahhhhhhh!!" he's back on the lung.
"Search in the cart!" exclaiming the person who was yelling at his friend and jump forward to welcome the lunge of the opponent.
There was a great match on the edge of the cliff. The old man who was very handsome tried to attack desperately even though he realized he would not be able to win. While the opponent who wants something from the grandfather is forced to hold back until something he managed to get. He couldn't kill this grandpa first.
But even so, their intelligence is as different as the earth and the sky. Far too far. So even though he had restrained himself, but the grandfather finally collapsed also when he reached the twentyth. He collapsed with an elongated wound on his shoulder.
His opponent stood up in a haughty manner, then he turned to look at his comrade. As he was about to ask, how shocked he was to learn that his only friend had vanished, replaced by a midget grandfather who sat on a wagon nibbling on dry grass. There was one young man who was busy calming two horses.
He became angry, his eyes were looking for his friend but nil, he was gone. Then he turned pale and immediately thought that his friend had been thrown into the abyss.
But knowing this, he became furious once and snapped at the midget grandfather.
"Satan midget, did you eliminate my friend!? Who are you and what do you want!?"
This grandfather looked displeased and replied after blowing the dried grass in his mouth onto the ground.
"Phuuuh!! Heh, demon responsibility, what's your problem if I throw the other demon in there for disturbing my seat?" the grandfather pointed to the ravine behind him.
"Devil of responsibility" grew angry and again he snapped, "What do you mean by the devil of responsibility?"
"You're acting like a demon, but your face is less bad!!"
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