Death Flute
The Nada Valley

Sung Siu Hung and A Te first arrived at Nada Valley instead of Chien Wan and the Two Silver Ponds. They, especially Siu Hung, were somewhat astonished because the Valley of Tones was not guarded by the Four Silver Ponds. I don't know where they're going. Why is the one at the gate just an ordinary bodyguard?

The guards recognized Siu Hung, so without saying much they brought the girl in.

The atmosphere in the Nada Valley was very quiet and gripping. The smell of sadness was so there. Siu Hung grimaced not liking. He continued to step into the room where Ouwyang Kuan and his wife used to sit with A Lee. And they were there, complete with Mr. Ouwyang Cu.

Siu Hung's arrival shocked them.

“Siu Hung? Why did you come? Something wrong?” ask Ouwyang Kuan in wonder.

“I came to tell you,” Siu Hung said cheerfully. “Ouwyang's brother is innocent!”

Sui She who had been contemplating for some time with a pale face, jumped to her feet. “What?” he was nervous and hopeful.

“Betul. He's been framed by people!” siu Hung's nod was firm.

Mr. Ouwyang Cu looked at the girl with narrowed eyes. “If you speak clearly!”

“Lack obvious what else, anyway?” Siu Hung sneered.

A Te quickly mediates. “Let me tell you a story, Mr.” He began to tell me everything that Kui Fang had told him while he was at Merak Hill. Pendekar Sung asked him to accompany Siu Hung and tell the incident clearly because he knew Siu Hung was not able to describe the whole story well. The girl was too excited and impatient.

All three of his listeners listened with wide eyes. Slowly their faces became bright. Sadness is still there because of the suffering caused by the death of the residents of Wisma Bambu. But relief was inevitable because they finally knew that Chien Wan was not the vile killer.

“I know my son can't do it!” sui She's crying was full of relief.

“Of course he didn't!” Mr. Ouwyang Cu boomed. “Ouwyang family descendants are true warriors!”

“Large mouth, big mouth,” murmured Siu Hung.

Mr. Ouwyang Cu ruffled his waist and looked at Siu Hung ferociously. “I should punish you for being rude, Sassy Boy! But you came with good news. I'll be kind to you. You can stay in Nada Valley and learn silat from me!”

Siu Hung's face was beaming, yet he pretended to be dismissive. “Aaah! What's so great about learning silat from you?” his lips.

“See later!” mister Ouwyang gusar.

“Tuan Wan home!”

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This notice made Ouwyang Kuan and his wife stand up at once. They turned to the entrance and saw Chien Wan entering the room with a tired and dusty face. The pain was so real on his face that it made everyone there sad.

“My boy!” Sui She walked up to her son and held both of his hands tightly. Tears flooded his face.

“Mother, forgive me...”.

“Who told you to apologize!” Mr. Ouwyang Cu's voice boomed. “To here you!”

Chien Wan let go of her mother's hand and walked to face her grandfather with resignation. He was ready if his grandfather wanted to kill him even once. He was completely unaware of Siu Hung and A Te's presence there.

“Grandpa, i..”.

“See my eyes!” mister Ouwyang garang.

Chien Wan looked into his grandfather's sharp eyes. He's very sad. Since entering the room, he did not dare to look them all in the eye. Afraid that he might see a look of disgust there. Now he dared to look at his grandfather at his command. But all he saw was a sharp and fierce highlight as usual.

“Did you kill your uncle and aunt?” ask Mr. Ouwyang sharply.

“No,” replied Chien Wan firmly.

“Did you kill another Bamboo Guesthouse member?”

“No.”

“Did you kill Sung Cen?”

“No.”

“Do you defile Ting Ting?!”

“No!”

Mr. Ouwyang's smile expands. “Good. You're assertive. Ouwyang family members do have to be!”

“Grandfather trust me?” chien Wan asked doubtfully.

“Of course!”

“Now everyone doesn't believe me. All the warriors want to kill me. In fact... Ping-er doesn't trust me either.” Chien Wan swallowed his bitter-tasting saliva.

“Ping-er?” Ouwyang Kuan approached.

“Chien Wan... Who actually did it? Who could so harm a member of Wisma Bambu and put all the blame on your name?” sui She is Pile.

Chien Wan saw her mother's heartbreaking cry. He approached his mother and embraced her. “Mother... don't cry. I don't have any explanation. Blame me if it makes you feel better.”

“No!” Sui She shook her head firmly in her son's arms. “I don't want to blame you. You've been blamed enough by everyone. Your own mother's time would blame you too?”

“I'm trying to find a clue. But I never found anything. I can't even be in one place long enough to look for evidence or clues because it's always being confronted and attacked.”

“Truly sucks!” gerutu Mr. Ouwyang Cu.

“Luckily Siu Hung came and explained all,” by Ouwyang Kuan.

Chien Wan was shocked. “Siu Hung?” Quickly he turned his head and saw Siu Hung standing in the corner with a wide grin. He did not know the presence of the girl. The girl jumped up and down and ran over to Chien Wan. He clasped Chien Wan's hand and shook it.

“Ouwyang brother, we are all looking for a way to prove your innocence!” siu Hung said cheerfully.

Chien Wan was stunned.

“Not everyone is hostile to you, Swordsman Ouwyang,” says A Te. “Now this is Pendekar Sung and all the residents of Bukit Peacock, assisted by Miss Wu and her two bodyguards, are talking. They are looking for a way to clear your good name.”

Chien Wan was stunned.

“The swordsman does suck!” yang Siu Hung was upset. “Even my father would not be heard by them. They were all busy blaming you to the point that my own father was overwhelmed asking them to calm down! Ughhhh! I want to punch them all!”

“You've done it, Miss.” A Te grimacing. “You punched one of the members of the Sky Dragon Society who insisted on saying that the Deathly Suling is just a petty criminal.”

“Masa?” Mr. Ouwyang squinted his eyes.

Siu Hung shrugged his shoulders. “Exit that guy sok!” said sebal. He looked at Chien Wan's face with a triumphant look mixed with affection.

Mr. Ouwyang stroked his long, white beard seriously. Siu Hung looked at him with interest.

***

While his family was staying in the Nada Valley, Ouwyang Ping chose to seek clues that proved his brother's innocence. He doesn't know where to start. And he was really surprised to find that Chien Wan is now the target of the anger of all members of the martial world.

He was annoyed at Sen Khang who so easily spread the event to avenge Chien Wan. Even the tainted news of Ting Ting was now known to the martial world. Why would Sen Khang do that? Why did Sen Khang not think long and realize that his lust for revenge would make Ting Ting Ting's disgrace known to the crowd?

He was eager to return to the Valley of Nada to calm his parents who were sure to feel devastated. He was fully convinced that the news had already reached there. It was just that he did not know what to say to them, because he himself did not know whether Chien Wan was guilty or not.

The sadness weighing down her heart made her want to cry. But it must be strong! He should immediately look for clues about the actual situation. If his brother is guilty, he cannot do anything other than join with the warriors to hold his brother accountable. But if her brother was innocent, she would desperately defend him.

Where should he start now?

Who is the most respected person in the World of Justice right now? Of course it is General Sung Han! Ouwyang Ping was about to hit his own head for not thinking about this from the beginning. Swordsman Sung can definitely control the wrathful warriors and ask them not to act rashly before finding clear evidence.

So he rushed towards Lok Yang City.

It had been a while since he had met Pendekar Sung. From two years ago until now, he was not related to the martial world. Maybe Pendekar Sung doesn't recognize him now. He knew Sung Siu Hung. The teenage girl would be a good liaison between them.

He arrived at Lok Yang City without meeting any obstacles. But how disappointed he was when he arrived at Pendekar Sung's residence and found that Pendekar Sung was not in place.

Ouwyang Ping walked gontai on the streets of the city. He wanted to find accommodation. He will wait until Pendekar Sung returns.

He did not expect that Chang Fei Yu was on the same path as him.

Fei Yu was surprised to see Ouwyang Ping.

“Ouwyang Ping!”

Ouwyang Ping looked over. “Lho, Fei Yu?”

They rushed to each other.

“Why are you here? Aren't you at the Bamboo Guesthouse?” ask Fei Yu in succession.

“I want to see Pendekar Sung,” replied Ouwyang Ping. His forehead wrinkled. “Where did you know I was at the Bamboo Guesthouse?”

Fei Yu clucked. “News about the event and its occurrence have been spread.”

Ouwyang Ping's face was gloomy. “You also know.”

“Yes. O yes, Uncle Sung is at my place right now. You come with me,” take Fei Yu.

“Good.”

They walked to Bukit Merak. Fei Yu carried a package that looked heavy. He went to the city because his father had asked him to buy some equipment. One would not have thought that the Thousand Faces God used to buy the equipment he wore to create a disguise tool in the city market. And in fact, there was nothing strange about Fei Yu's groceries. Only metre-meter fabric in various kinds of materials as well as cosmetics. Fei Yu's appearance that was like a young noble made people not feel surprised to see her buying cosmetics. The one who noticed him would think that Fei Yu bought all of it to please his wife or lover. It was common among nobles.

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