Black Swordsman
# Chuan
Falling at high tide, making him just faint. Stranded on the fine sand, after being swayed by the waves.'nice body turned out to have to crumble as well after falling from the top of the cliff''' old grandfather's caveman while lifting the child's body.
''this child is still alive, I hope I can recover it''
''oh god, I will use the science of medicine of heaven and earth on this child.''
Six months ago an old man was treating this poor boy. Various medicinal liquids that he himself craved. With solemnity, the ten silver needles plugged moved away every day, and were flowed with his QI flow.Eventually done already, thank god, I can help this child'' ''his bones have been scabbed, and his wound has healed completely''
''the medicine that put this child to sleep will stop me, at most two days will be conscious''
The next day, the old man realized there was a small movement on the poor boy's finger.Open your eyes slowly, son, don't move much first'' after opening his eyes and calming down he asked ''where are who I and grandfather''
''I am the owner of this cave, you fell from the cliff above this cave''
''what I'm dead grandpa''
''no, you can save me, try to sit down first''
''thank you for saving me, may I call you grandpa'' he slowly started to sit down.
''kek!'' Surprised he saw the figure that saved him, an old man sitting on a rock beside where he lay before. Not sitting, but standing, because his legs are only limited to the thighs.
''Stand up and try to walk, feel your joints and bones, '' said the grandfather
''it's a good cake, it seems even stronger''
''eating first there was only grilled fish''
''yes cake, this is also enough'' while enjoying three grilled fish.
''can you remember who you are and what happened so you fell off a cliff''
''my name is chuan'' and he started telling me ''I am the son of a vice elder of the demon poison sect, a small sect of black flow, from my small physique already forged by father, from the small physique, my mother died giving birth to me, my five-year-old father trained me in swordsmanship, medicine and knowledge, even though in the black-flow sect my father always pressured me not to follow like him and wished that fifteen years of age before the blood oath was made I should run away, but the look of my father's sorrow was seen when I was ten years old, when it was realized that I could not become a swordsman, when I started meditation, I did not feel the flow of energy in my body'' stop saying no tears fell, the grandfather remained silent to hear chuan's story. Until the fateful day comes, I, the weakest in the sect, must be an offering to the sea god, according to the patriarch of the sect, every year there must be an offering, because fifty years ago there was a sound of laughter accompanied by an earthquake heard from this ravine, the day before my father's offering was killed by the sect elder for defending me'' no power sobs could be heard.
''oh,, ''' there was also a look of sadness on the grandfather's face
''it's my fault, it's my fault'' he said
''grandfather,,'' chuan exclaimed as he wiped away his tears
''I will tell myself chuan'' ''my first nickname was a demon healer, my teacher was a god healer of the white stream, my teacher was a god healer, because of the mistake of giving the potion of lust to my teacher's wife because it was discovered then I also fight the anger of the teacher, two days we fought because all the teacher's knowledge has been passed down then I can serve it enough, I can serve it, my cunning is the sword that I use has been smeared with poison, after not strong enough to hold the poison then the teacher resigned and cursed me, that later will be miserable by my own descendants''' to laugh away "the day of changing the moon, and curse me, regrets began to bother me who fell into lust, I also traveled and finally settled in one small town into a healer there,"