Death Flute
Training on Ginseng Island

After a few days, Chien Wan was getting better. His voice was no longer loud. His breathing had returned to normal, not stinging anymore. He began to retrain his breathing. It has also started blowing flutes, even though the music is just simple music.

This progress has delighted everyone.

“You'll be back just like you were, Brother Ouwyang!” brag Siu Hung. “Suling a mighty death!”

Chien Wan chuckled.

“This time he's right.” Sen Khang patted Chien Wan on the shoulder.

“This time?” siu Hung said sourly. “Indeed usually not?”

“Usually you're just bragging!” furious Mr. Ouwyang.

“Huh!” Siu Hung snorted.

This progress of Chien Wan was also noticed by the Medicine God. He has started to train Sen Khang with the knowledge he has. He is an expert empty-handed extraordinary, and he was happy because Sen Khang was also talented to learn the science of bare hands. He also taught medicine to Sen Khang.

Looking at Chien Wan and Ouwyang Ping, inevitably he felt jealous of Mr. Ouwyang who had such a proud grandson. He never married, so he had no children, let alone grandchildren. So he placed great hopes on Sen Khang.

During the few days of living on Ginseng Island, Ouwyang Ping and Sen Khang were getting closer. They often talk alone without involving others. There are things that are the topic of their conversation.

Their closeness was carefully observed by Mr. Ouwyang and the God of Medicine.

“Indeed your grandson and my student have a special relationship?” ask the God of Medicine.

“Of course!” smirkai Mr. Ouwyang is satisfied. “My grandchildren are so beautiful and talented. Which guy isn't interested in her?”

The Medicine God snorted. “She is beautiful and talented. Good thing she doesn't look like your wife.”

Mr. Ouwyang is waist-racked. “Continue our conversation. Why don't you go after Pei Pei? I gave up that time!”

“You did not relent willingly,” muttered the God of Medicine.

“Hah! Of course I'm not willing! From any side, I'm definitely better than you. But I can lose. That's because you're lucky!”

The Medicine God snorted.

“Betul, right?”

“Stay just Pei Pei choose you.”

Mr. Ouwyang is waist-racked. “What the hell is the reason? He himself asked for a match to be held to fight over it. You're winning. Yes already! She should have married you!”

“It should be. But as soon as you left she cried. He confessed to me that he actually prefers you. Then I let him go. I can't possibly beg. Where is my pride as a man if I beg for his love?” The Medicine God looked away.

“Now he is famous by the nickname Silat Dictionary.”

“I know.”

“So that Silat Tung Pei Dictionary was once your lover?”

“The three of us are friends and..” The God of Medicine came to a realization and turned his head. He saw Siu Hung's ignorant face nearby.

“Badles!” maki Mr. Ouwyang. “Since when did you eavesdrop here?”

“Since then,” says Siu Hung relax. “Your story is interesting. I don't think you guys were ever young either. I thought you were born this old and never experienced the story of young people!”

“Basic you!” mister Ouwyang.

“You're.” The Medicine God laughed. Poor Ouwyang Cu, he thought. Got such an incredibly wayward student.

“Your riots for decades turned out to be only because of women,” Siu Hung's lips.

“Don't get me wrong,” scold the God of Medicine. “The problem of romance is a serious problem. Friendship, even brotherhood, can break up because of fighting for love. But...who said me and him were enemies?”

“Dia!” Siu Hung appoints Mr. Ouwyang.

“What's the difference?”

Mr. Ouwyang pinned down Siu Hung's head. “Already! Don't talk anymore. Basic recalcitrant!”

Siu Hung pouted as he rubbed his head.

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It turned out that the Medicine God had a plan as he held them all on his island for two months. In addition to wanting to train Sen Khang, he also wanted to lower his knowledge to Chien Wan, Ouwyang Ping, and Kui Fang. As a silat expert who has various types of knowledge, he wants to distribute his inheritance to people who really deserve it.

Chien Wan trained him with the swordsmanship he had. He knew that the young man did not want to use the sword. But he has a good way. The long and straight Chien Wan flute can be used as a substitute for a sword. He passed down the Rainbow Sword Science to Chien Wan.

“Elder, hasn't the Rainbow Sword Science been extinct for a long time?” chien Wan asked, recalling the words Silat Dictionary told him some time ago when he asked for clues regarding the killing at the Bamboo Guesthouse.

“Indeed not many knew that I was the last heir of that science. I rarely use it because I don't like to use guns. You don't like sharp weapons either, but you can use your flute instead of a sword,” explained the God of Medicine.

Chien Wan pondered.

The God of Medicine turned to Sen Khang. “I will pass on to you all my knowledge except the Rainbow Sword Science. How, fair enough, right?”

“More than fair, Teacher. I do prefer bare-handed science.”

“And you don't have to call the teacher to me either. Your grandfather can go berserk if I take his grandson as my disciple,” the Medicine God told Chien Wan.

Chien Wan knew very well the nature of his grandfather, so he just smiled.

The Medicine God also gathered Ouwyang Ping and Kui Fang. He intended to train them both according to their respective talents. Currently he caught that Ouwyang Ping's cleverness was better than Kui Fang's, even much better. So he focused more on Kui Fang.

Trained Kui Fang with moves that prioritize speed and agility. He saw Kui Fang using his shawl as a weapon, so he emphasized the use of the shawl as a weapon.

For Ouwyang Ping, he only taught how to train the inner power.

After speaking to the four young men, the Medicine God went to see Master Ouwyang and Siu Hung in the library. He promised them to play chess.

“Let's take a walk!” bring Sen Khang.

“How about we go to the park?” the Ouwyang Ping.

“Bby!”

Chien Wan grabbed onto Kui Fang's arm. “We to the beach.”

Kui Fang nodded without saying much.

Ouwyang Ping looked at their departure rather disappointedly. Actually he wanted the four of them together. But presumably her brother prefers to be alone with Kui Fang. He did not expect at all that Chien Wan deliberately distanced herself and Kui Fang from the two of them so that they could have a conversation without being awkward.

“You want to go to the beach?” ask Sen Khang ethereal.

Ouwyang Ping suddenly woke up. He immediately shook his head. “No.”

The two of them walked to the medicine garden beside the Medicine God residence. There grow various types of plants that are diverse. The plants were mostly strange plants that they had never encountered in any part of the country. Variety and color varies.

Different types of fruit and flower plants color the garden. A sweet and sharp aroma filled the entire garden.

“Wah, plants here are weird all!” ouwyang Ping was amazed.

“Plants here all contain medicine and poison. We must not carelessly pluck and eat it,” commented Sen Khang, remembering the words of the God of Medicine to him.

Ouwyang Ping walked into the garden and stood in the middle of a lush purple flowering plant, which was located a bit away from the other plants. He was fascinated to see the purple flower beauty. Apparently like a forest rose, but the color is deep purple and the smell is smelled like semerbak—resembling the smell of plums. His hands were extended to touch the flower.

“Do not touch!”

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