Death Flute
Chien Wan Healed

The Medicine God flashed and pulled Ouwyang Ping out of the place.

“Teacher, what's up?” Sen Khang approached.

“The plant contains toxins. The strongest is in the flowers. We can only pick it when it has applied the antidote to the skin of the palm.”

Ouwyang Ping was flabbergasted. “Poisons? Flowers are so beautiful!”

“That plant Flower Goddess Demon. Important ingredient in the manufacture of deadly toxins.”

“What will happen if we get exposed to the poison, Guru?” ask Sen Khang.

“Touching the flower petals is like touching coals, and is more painful. After that, the touched skin will be burnt and will continue to spread throughout the body until death comes before.”

“Yes Lord!” ouwyang Ping cried with horror. Fortunately, he had not touched it.

Siu Hung and Mr. Ouwyang came with the Medicine God and looked around.

Mr. Ouwyang did not seem impressed, but Siu Hung was the opposite. He seemed very happy to see all the strange plants that filled the garden.

“Wah! The fruits here look delicious!” yells.

“You want?” ask the God of Medicine.

“Ya!”

“Ha ha ha ha!” The Medicinal God leaped with a very light movement onto a tree laden with hanging red fruits. His movements were extremely fast and light, as if his body had no weight. His hand moved swiftly grabbing that one red fruit. Then he threw it towards Siu Hung who was busy clapping.

Because the throw missed, Siu Hung jumpalitan caught it. His body science is quite high. But the most amazing thing is the reflexes. It can move automatically with amazing speed and speed.

The Medicinal God landed and watched him in astonishment. As expected, the girl had incredible talent! He snorted in envy at Mr. Ouwyang who only smirked in satisfaction.

Siu Hung grumbled as he looked at his hand that was covered in fruit water. As he caught it, the pressure of his hand caused the fruit to shatter. As a result, the fruit can no longer be eaten.

“Why did Grandpa Pai not warn me? Look at! The fruit is ruined!”

The Medicine God chuckled. “Then you take another. The group of fruit plants in the south are all edible and taste very delicious too,” told him.

Shirked Siu Hung stepped up and plucked the fruits. It picked some so that everyone was part of it too.

“That fruit is non-toxic, right?” Mr. Ouwyang glared at the Medicine God suspiciously. “Don't you want to poison her so she can no longer be my student!” fierce accusation.

The Medicine God looked irritatedly. “Can you say that!”

“Huh!”

Sen Khang and Ouwyang Ping looked worriedly. Nawat, they thought. If left unchecked, the two old men could fight again!

“Teacher, what fruit is that? I have never seen such a fruit,” Sen Khang said diverting the conversation.

“It's Peach Blood.”

“Blood Persers?” muttered Sen Khang.

“The fruit is named as such because it is red in color resembling blood. But even though the name is a bit creepy like that, the fruit itself is very sweet and delicious. This fruit is very rare, can hardly be found in any area,” explained the God of Medicine.

“Wah!” Ouwyang Ping was amazed. As Siu Hung approached with his hands full of fruit, he picked one up and observed it. The shape of the fruit is no different from ordinary peaches that are white with pink. But the color was completely red like blood.

“Enak!” shu Hung exclaimed with a mouth full of fruit. “Unfortunately Brother Ouwyang can not feel the fruit as good as this, yes?”

Siu Hung's words made Mr. Ouwyang remember something. “Tin Fung, my grandson has a defect in his senses. He could feel nothing on his tongue. Do you think you can cure him?”

The Medicinal God shook his head. “I checked it yesterday too. His tongue is shrouded in a kind of thin membrane that blocks sensitivity to taste. The defect is a congenital defect, cannot be treated.”

Mr. Ouwyang scowled.

“By the way, where are Brother Ouwyang and Kui Fang?” ask Siu Hung.

“Ke beach,” Ouwyang Ping replied.

“He is completely healthy. It's okay if he wants to go to the beach!” the God of Medicine.

“I'm not so sure of your abilities!” grunts Mr. Ouwyang.

“Then why did you come here?” The Medicine God stared coldly.

“Because of Sung Han! He had Chien Wan brought here!”

“Hei!” Siu Hung ruffled his waist. “Don't bring my father, yes!”

“Sung Han? You mean my younger brother-in-law's student who is now the Chief of the Military is your father?” ask the God of Medicine to Siu Hung.

“Betul!”

“How good! Then, you include my nephew's granddaughter!” The Medicine God laughed happily and looked at Mr. Ouwyang triumphantly. His heart is happy because Mr. Ouwyang's students are still arguably his relatives as well.

Mr. Ouwyang pouted and glared at Siu Hung whom he thought had opened a secret.

Hottings, the sound of music that is so melodious is heard from the direction of the beach. A very charming song sounds so beautiful in their ears even if only vague. They were all dumbfounded to hear it, especially Ouwyang Ping. It was a song by Chien Wan! It means that Chien Wan's ability to blow the flute has completely recovered!

“We to the beach!” bring Mr. Ouwyang.

They immediately ran towards the beach.

***

Chien Wan and Kui Fang are located on the edge of a white sandy beach and large corals. They sat on a large rock facing the sea. The wind was blowing hard enough on them. Their hair was waving in the wind, their clothes were fluttering—including the silk scarf of Kui Fang.

At first they intended to sit and just stand still looking at the vast ocean whose water was dark blue. Chien Wan wanted to look at the clean sky that lay over the surface of the sea, listen to the waves that break on the rock, see seagulls flying. He wanted to enjoy everything that lay before him.

“Sister Wan, can you blow your flute?” ask Kui Fang gently.

Kui Fang was indeed the person who understood him the most. Chien Wan smiled at the girl and grabbed the flute she kept under the cloak. At the moment, he feels very calm and peaceful. Naturally he began to blow the song of his creation, played with a feeling.

A very beautiful song plays as if to calm the entire island. Even the beautiful sound produced had drowned out the sound of the waves pounding. All things stopped moving because they permeated the beautiful music. Music of the gods! So the nickname of Mr. Ouwyang to his grandson's music.

A pair of Kui Fang's eyes glazed over. He was always fascinated when listening to Chien Wan's flute game, but never his feelings were so moved like today. Happiness struck his soul. Chien Wan's ability has recovered. The Death Flute has returned!

The others arrive at the beach. They fell silent, not daring to disturb Chien Wan's seriousness in blowing her flute. They enjoy and immerse in the beauty of Chien Wan's music. All of them, except the Medicine God, had already listened to the song. Yet they are still fascinated.

The Medicine God almost shouted. Chien Wan is more talented than Mr Ouwyang himself!

Chien Wan finished the game. He breathed deeply. His feelings became relieved. He felt an incredible calm and peace that he almost never felt. Especially since the events that happened to Wisma Bambu. He saw Kui Fang sitting beside him, looking so moved. With love, he patted the girl's hand. For a moment no one spoke. Chien Wan and Kui Fang had no idea that they were being witnessed by Mr. Ouwyang and the others.

Suddenly, the sound of clapping broke the silence. The two immediately turned their bodies around and saw that everyone was there. Mr. Ouwyang smiled full of satisfaction while nodding his head. Ouwyang Ping stared with glazed eyes. On the girl's side, stood Sen Khang who brandished his thumb while winking. It was Siu Hung who was clapping happily. While the Medicine God seemed to nod in delight.

“You all...” Chien Wan felt overwhelmed by the support they all had for her.

“Kak Wan.” Kui Fang grabbed her arm, inviting her down.

Chien Wan jumped down and helped Kui Fang down as well. Then the two of them approached the people who were crowded on the beach.

“Kak Wan!” Ouwyang Ping walked up to his brother and clasped his hands tightly.

Chien Wan smiled as she squeezed her sister's hand for a moment.

“Ping-er.”

“Kakak has recovered!”

Chien Wan nodded.

“Then, from tomorrow you can start training!” cut the God of Medicine. “Have enough time wasted.”

“Good!” Sen Khang laughed.

***