Death Flute
Reunion With Sung Siu Hung

For almost a month Ouwyang Ping and Sen Khang lived in the Nada Valley. They are very familiar and talk often. Sen Khang is very open, without hesitation tells about various things. But Ouwyang Ping was not that open. He was always careful when he spoke.

“Ping-er, don't you want to travel again?”

The question was asked by Sen Khang when they were playing with A Lee at the foot of the hill.

“Wandering?” ouwyang Ping Gumam. “I'm still hot here. Anyway..” He looked down at A Lee who was trying to pluck a harp. Every time he finished picking, A Lee giggled to himself. The boy was preoccupied with his new toy. He smiles. According to his father, he used to be. Then he started picking, offsetting A Lee's chaotic quotes. A Lee was full of love.

“A Lee, huh? You can't leave him?”

Ouwyang Ping nodded.

“In the meantime Chien Wan must be home,” continued Sen Khang in a strange tone.

Ouwyang Ping's quote came to a halt. Sen Khang looked at him sharply. “What do you mean?”

“Maybe without you realize, you're still waiting for him. You still hope for him. Didn't you?” ask Sen Khang seriously. “And A Lee... would you have fantasized that A Lee was your son? The child you could have with Chien Wan had it not happened?”

How angry and upset Ouwyang Ping was.

“You don't make it up!” sharp hatch. “I don't think A Lee is like that! I love him because he's my brother! I have also long since realized the fact that Sister Wan cannot be anything other than my brother.” His voice weakened and faltered before he went back up, “Don't think of me like that! I'm not obsessed with Sister Wan like your sister!”

Sen Khang was stunned, not believing that the usually gentle and calm Ouwyang Ping would say so loudly and harshly.

A Lee was somewhat frightened hearing her brother's angry scream. A Lee's eyes revealed horror. Moreover, Ouwyang Ping face still looked pale and his eyes were fiery.

“Ping-er, I'm sorry..”.

But Ouwyang Ping had already stood up and brought A Lee back home. Sen Khang could not continue his words. He just stood looking at the girl's departure and unceasingly regretted himself.

Ouwyang Ping headed straight for his room. He threw himself in the bed. His face was gloomy and cold his heart still felt angry. Why would Sen Khang say such a thing? Doesn't he know that now I've suffered enough? the weakness in the heart. Tears rolled down her pale cheeks.

But....

Don't be right as Sen Khang said. Deep down he still wished that the event had never happened. He hoped it was a mistake and Chien Wan was not his brother. She hopes to be Chien Wan's wife and not her sister. And that means....

“I still love Sister Wan,” murmured poignantly.

Ouwyang Ping clenched his fists tightly. How do you change his feelings? This cannot continue to be allowed. If he continues to indulge these feelings, he is sinful. The feeling of love he has is not holy love but a very forbidden love.

It is not easy, but it must be done with all his might. Even if it means that he must not meet Chien Wan again for good.

He finally fell asleep.

While the girl was asleep, Sen Khang could not calm down. He had greatly hurt Ouwyang Ping's feelings. What if that girl never talks to him again? He was very sorry for the softness of his mouth.

His uneasy feelings carried on until the next day. Ouwyang Ping was still willing to talk to him. But the girl's attitude became rather cold and distant. And he did not know how to restore the closeness that actually began to intertwine between them.

That day Sen Khang visited Hauw Lam at his place of vigil. They talked excitedly about the situation of the martial world. Hauw Lam was amazed by Sen Khang's wide-ranging views on the problems. Hauw Lam felt that one day this young man would become one of the most influential warriors in the martial world.

Just then, several people were seen heading towards them. Hauw Lam was immediately on guard. But his vigilance soon disappeared replaced by a feeling of pleasure. One of them turned out to be Sung Cen.

Sung Cen had just returned from Peacock Hill to visit his daughter. For two years, he managed to develop a fairly pleasant relationship with A Ming and the rest of the inhabitants of Merak Hill. He is grateful for his luck. And he also found that behind his quiet nature, it turns out that A Ming has tenderness and sensitivity. He loved his daughter more and more and more proud of her.

When Sung Cen said goodbye, Fei Yu unexpectedly wanted to come with him to the Nada Valley. Unmitigated, Fei Yu invited A Ming and A Nan along. To Sung Cen's surprise, Fei Yu also invited Siu Hung.

“Song Boy!” hauw Lam. “Welcome back.”

Sung Cen smiled. “How are you all doing, Brother Hauw?”

“Good, Brother.”

Sung Cen immediately introduced his daughter and nephews to Hauw Lam.

The faces were foreign to Hauw Lam because he had never seen them. He saluted them all. His mind thought, it turns out that this girl in green clothes is Brother Sung's daughter. Pretty enough, I praise it in my heart. He did not pay too much attention to others even though he had glanced more than once at A Nan who even though only a servant turned out to be beautiful and graceful.

Sen Khang approached them. “Uncle Sung, long time no see.”

Sung Cen smiled. “You're here. Long time no visit Nada Valley.”

“Yes. My father needs me at Wisma Bambu,” Sen Khang replied laughing. Then his gaze turned to Fei Yu who seemed to be grinning funny. “You're coming apparently?”

“Yes. I'm bored at Bukit Merak. I go from there. My dad sucks! Still close to Cheng Sam!”

“Fei Yu, stop.” Sung Cen shook his head. It's always Cheng Sam. The only thing that could make the father and son quarrel was the difference of views regarding Cheng Sam. Sung Cen himself tended to agree with Fei Yu; cheng Sam was a shitty sycophant. I don't know why Mr. Chang trusted him so much.

Sen Khang turned his gaze and looked at the green-clothed girl. At first he did not recognize A Ming because when they met first, the girl was dressed as a nun. Now it seems that the girl is actually beautiful and attractive.

“How are you, Miss Sung?” sapanya friendly.

A Ming respectfully retorted somewhat awkwardly.

Siu Hung who had been waiting for his turn to speak, was unable to remain silent any longer. He crept past them and rushed to the gate of Nada Valley. He almost arrived if only a hand did not immediately block him.

“Nearly alone!” nagel Fei Yu's. “Badish boy! You promised you'd shut up!”

“After I was bored!” kilah Siu Hung.

Sen Khang. “It turns out he's coming too!” shouting laugh.

Siu Hung looked haughty. “Sure I'm coming! I want to repay you! The big, rough guy who fucked me! Now I'm so great. Kungfuku is very advanced. I practice diligently! Just watch! I can definitely beat you!” He pointed his index finger at Sen Khang.

Sen Khang shuffled his waist. “It turns out you are vengeful, yes?”

Fei Yu patted the girl's head slowly. “Don't big mouth! Diligent what? You're always running away from kung fu lessons! Basic!”

Siu Hung.

Sen Khang laughed again and thrust towards the girl. “Alright, alright. I'm not gonna pick you up again. Let's just forget about all that, huh? Later I will take you around Nada Valley,” persuaded.

“Betul, yes?” Siu Hung's eyes sparkled.

“Iya. Now, let's go in. We meet all the residents of Nada Valley.” Sen Khang drove them in. “Uncle Sung, surely everyone is very happy to see you. O yes, Ping-er is also here.”

Sung Cen was stunned. “Dan, Chien Wan?”

“Oh, he doesn't exist. When Ping-er and I got here, she was gone. Said he wanted to go wandering.”

Sung Cen didn't say anything more.