Death Flute
Uncle Khung Sick Hard

In the evening while everyone was sleeping, Ouwyang Kuan took a walk in the park. Heart's fretting. He felt his pocket and pulled out a shabby paper with a message: pay attention to the center of Chien Wan's life! gallantly. What exactly does this phrase mean?

Life center....

Ouwyang Kuan thought. The center of human life is the heart. If the heart stopped beating then the human would have already died. Breathing can be stopped at will, especially for high-scientific warriors who can hold their breath for a very long time. At that time if a person wants to check whether a person is still alive or not, then it will be checked under the nostrils to feel the air that his breath causes. Or his pulse. But rarely anyone thinks to check the heart, especially in women, because it is considered impolite. But Ouwyang Kuan is not just anyone. He also mastered the science of medicine and knew the function of organs. He knows that the heart is actually playing an important role in human life.

So the meaning of the message...note the heart of Chien Wan?

Ouwyang Kuan shook his head. Where might check Chien Wan's heart. Did he have to split Chien Wan's chest and get her heart out? He's stunned. The chest....

Does he have to see Chien Wan's chest?

“Paman.”

Ouwyang Kuan's heart was almost dislodged hearing the greeting of the person he had thought about earlier. He turned his head and as quickly as lightning put the paper in his pocket. Quickly he developed a smile.

“Chien Wan, haven't slept? It's already night.”

Chien Wan shook her head. “No sleepiness.”

They remained silent for a few moments. It was then that Ouwyang Kuan used to pay attention to Chien Wan's chest. He frowned. Looks mediocre. What to watch?

Ouwyang Kuan was upset by himself. Why should he pay attention to the message of the obscure man! He would not put any suspicion on Chien Wan. He knew the young man very well and all this time he didn't feel anything was wrong with Chien Wan.

The message is clearly fabricated!

Ouwyang Kuan became relieved and decided not to care about the message anymore. He patted Chien Wan on the shoulder. “I want to sleep first, Chien Wan. You better get some rest, too.”

Chien Wan nodded. “Good, Uncle.”

They also returned to their rooms.

***

A few days later, they started their activities as before. After resting for a few days, their bodies felt very fresh and not tired anymore. Their days were filled with exercises.

In addition to practicing music as before, this time Mr. Ouwyang Cu ordered Chien Wan to deepen his martial arts. Not that now Chien Wan silat ability is not good. Mr. Ouwyang Cu knew that despite his great talent, Chien Wan was less fond of silat. But Mr. Ouwyang Cu has high hopes for Chien Wan.

It was common knowledge that Mr. Ouwyang Cu was disappointed in his son who he considered weak. The disappointment grew after his son did not have a son to carry on the Ouwyang clan. Now seeing Chien Wan who is very extraordinary in music, especially seeing his proximity to Ouwyang Ping, he intends to match the two and then give up the Nada Valley under the leadership of Chien Wan.

The idea grew stronger in his brain, especially after he realized Chien Wan was an orphan who did not even have a clan. Surely he did not mind if later his children were given the Ouwyang clan.

Mr. Ouwyang Cu smiled with satisfaction, feeling that his plan would soon be realized. He had discussed this with his son and of course his son was very supportive. Ouwyang Kuan had long been aware of his qualities and had absolutely no interest in becoming the Nada Valley Master. Chien Wan is the right choice. Ouwyang Kuan did not mind his daughter marrying Chien Wan, moreover he saw them love each other.

But the plan had to be postponed given the age of Ouwyang Ping had not even turned seventeen. Ouwyang Kuan did not plan to marry his daughter until about a year away.

The training went on satisfactorily. The science of Mr. Ouwyang Cu is very high and rarely comparable. The training he gave was very hard and he was not half-hearted in training Chien Wan. The young man himself was now no longer as heavy practicing silat as he used to be. His experience has taught him that martial arts skills are very important. If he is weak, there is no way he can protect. There was someone he had to protect with all his might.

One day, Chien Wan was training with her teacher in the southern part of Nada Valley.

“Chien Wan, today I want to see your practice! Try repeating the moves I taught you last week!”

Chien Wan nodded and lobbed into the middle of the valley. He began to move his hands and feet playing very beautiful and light moves but containing extraordinary inner energy. His flute was grasped in his right hand while his left hand moved swiftly darting freely. The combination of movement, flute, and the clapping of palms in the air causes a rhythmic whistling sound. The movement is called the Science of Shepherd Whistling, one of the typical moves of the Valley of Tones which is only controlled by the Valley of Tones that have a high level.

Mister Ouwyang Cu watched him while nodding in satisfaction. Chien Wan is really talented!

After playing the final move, Chien Wan jumped high and landed while spinning. The flick of his hand caused a very large internal energy to make the leaves fly. The flute formed a black glow, and each time the leaves struck the black light there was a spark of sparks in the air.

Chien Wan stopped and saluted his teacher.

Mr. Ouwyang is waist-ridden and will only start commenting when one of the Four Silver Tambur members, Kam Sien, comes over.

“Sorry to interrupt, Mr.”

“What's up?” ask Mr. Ouwyang impatiently.

“There are guests from Wisma Bambu. He wants to meet Chien Wan,” reported Kam Sien.

Chien Wan was shocked to hear that. Only about six months he left the Bamboo House, now someone has seen him. Is something wrong?

“Call you!” gerutu Mr. Ouwyang.

“Who is he, Brother Kam?” ask Chien Wan.

“She Young Master Luo.”

“Sen Khang?”

***

Sen Khang's eyes immediately shone. He immediately put his hands together in front of his chest. “Greetings to you, Mr. Ouwyang. I'm Luo Sen Khang from Wisma Bambu.”

“Sister Luo!” exclaim Ouwyang Ping pleased.

“How are you, Ping-er?” greet Sen Khang with a familiar tone.

“Good. Of course it's good. How are you?” Ouwyang Ping hurried over happily.

“Good too,” smile Sen Khang with warm.

Ouwyang Kuan did not say a word. He looked at the young man attentively. What a handsome and handsome young man! In a pure white outfit with a light blue collar line, he looks like a true swordsman. The young man did not carry any weapons, suggesting that he was an expert in hand science. Highlight his sharp and intelligent eyes revealed high authority and charisma. Type of leader.

“From Bamboo Guesthouse. Are you Brother Luo's son?” ask Ouwyang Kuan.

Sen Khang's attention immediately returned to Ouwyang Kuan. “True, Mr.”

“Call me uncle. You're the son of someone I respect. I really admire your father. I think he is a great swordsman,” said Ouwyang Kuan sincerely.

Sen Khang smiled. “Thank you, Uncle.”

They sat down and began to have a light conversation while Ouwyang Kuan sent one of the Four Silver Muscles to report to Mr. Ouwyang Cu.

Sen Khang was secretly astonished. The Nada Valley was completely different from his shadow. All this time he thought that the place that had harmed his aunt must have been a gloomy and unpleasant place. When he met Ouwyang Ping, his assumption began to change. But it is not suspected that it turns out the Valley of Tones is so beautiful and comfortable. The residents are friendly and very civilized. Chien Wan is so hot here!

Soon after, Chien Wan came with Mr. Ouwyang Cu.

Sen Khang stood up. “Chien Wan!” He was just about to approach his best friend when he saw Mr. Ouwyang looking at him with a piercing gaze. He was rather surprised to see Mr. Ouwyang. He guessed that this person must be the famous elder of the Nada Valley, Lord Ouwyang Cu! He immediately saluted steadily. “Greetings, Mr. Ouwyang.”

Mr. Ouwyang Cu looked at Sen Khang from head to toe. “Luo Siu Man's son apparently!” said sharp.

“True!” sahut Sen Khang without fear.

“Did you send your father here?” asked Mr. Ouwyang without aling-aling.

“True!”

“For what?”

“To convey that Uncle Khung is sick.”

Chien Wan was immediately shocked. He approached Sen Khang and blocked his best friend's arm. “Really?”

Sen Khang nodded. “Uncle Khung is sick. He refused to be brought in a healer, refused to take any medicine, even refused if me or Meng Huan wanted to keep him in the cottage.”

“At the cottage?”

“Iya,” firmly Sen Khang. “She also refused to move to parent house.”

Chien Wan sighed.

Ouwyang Ping interrupted, “What pain is he, Brother Luo?”

“Entahlah. He wrapped himself in a thick blanket and shivered. He also often raved and called Chien Wan's name. We became unbearable and decided to let you know, Chien Wan.” Sen Khang turned his head towards Chien Wan who was being stuck.

“Then Brother Wan should get there immediately!” ouwyang Ping said anxiously.

“Can't!”

The impact of Mr. Ouwyang Cu surprised the three young people who were talking.

“Grandpa?”

“Anything can't!” Mr. Ouwyang Cu.

Sen Khang who did not know the character of Mr. Ouwyang felt a bit less happy to hear it. He looked at the old man firmly. “Mr Ouwyang, Uncle Khung is already like Chien Wan's own father. No one pays more attention to Uncle Khung than Chien Wan. It was Khung's uncle who introduced the music to Chien Wan. Is it wrong that Chien Wan met him while he was sick and did his duty as a child?”

Mr. Ouwyang Cu looked at Sen Khang sharply and tightly. “You're Luo Siu Man's son. Your father respected me. Why are you being so rude to me?” with a red face.

“Sorry if the effect is like that.” Sen Khang saluted. “But I as Chien Wan's best friend, also witness the affection that is intertwined between them feel entitled to give an opinion!”

“Business!” hardik Mr. Ouwyang wrathful. He leaped across the collar of Sen Khang's clothes and dragged them outside the room in a very quick and unexpected motion. His strength was so strong for someone as old as him.

“Dad!”

“Grandpa!”

Chien Wan rushed over following out.