Desert Swordsman
Ch: 11 Meet the Black Tiger Company
Still ringing in the ear of the black grandfather's words.
He's bigger as a big brother, and I'm blacker as a little brother.
Mo kwi smiled to himself with the black grandfather's behavior, while eating the grilled chicken that was still half left when the grandfather came.
My moves were made to play by that grandfather, if he had evil intentions, I could die in this forest.
Grandpa said,..!! "The energy in me is not very high, I must be careful when I meet people like black grandfather earlier" Mo kwi said inwardly.
Indeed, the grandfather was Hek mo, it had been almost 10 years, they waited, but Shin mo never came, Kim mo told his sister to be patient, Hek mo who whistled grumpy and a bit of a tololan bottle, he said, very eager to meet with Shin mo, and could not be patient again
Hek mo then kept silent out of the valley of hell, because all this time he only knew to follow Kim mo, Hek mo did not know the direction of the destination, to ask people on the road, to ask people on the road, Hek mo was ashamed of his black face.
Until the end of his stray into the forest, and met with Mo kwi.
After finishing the roast chicken Mo kwi then I look a little.
Then filling the potable water he was carrying with clear river water, Mo kwi stepped on his way.
After walking for a long time the end of his Mo kwi saw on the edge of the forest ads a rather large road and can be passed by a train.
Mo kwi then walked down the highway, hoping to meet someone.
It was far away Mo kwi walked but had not yet found anyone.The water that Mo kwi had brought was also half gone, in the young man's drink.
But when he was walking, this time his ears heard like the sound of a horse's foot, and his voice was a bit boisterous, meaning that there would be many people, Mo kwi's mind.
Sure enough, soon came the group of 2 horse carriages escorted by dozens of people, seeing Mo kwi who was standing alone near the forest.
The person riding the horse signaled a stop towards the group.
Then he asked, young man, what do you mean to intercept the party of the bodyguards, Black Tiger,..?
Mo kwi frowned at his so-called intercepting,
sorry uncle, I come from the Gobi desert village.
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The 50-year-old horseman was carrying a fan, smiling when he heard Mo kwi was from the desert village of Gobi, Han sikong, or the steel fan, often pass this road and meet people who claim to come from the Gobi desert village.
"Where are you going, then,..? Han si kong asked Mo kwi.
I'm going to uncle's town, but I don't know the direction.
See the typical straw shoes of desert people who have been torn, and clothes made of rough cloth.
We need people to bring stuff, you help us carry stuff and I feed and 5 silver tails, after we get to town, you help us get stuff, and you can freely go where you want, how,. ?
Mo kwi nodded hearing the words from Han sikong,
Mo kwi finally joined the black tiger's bodyguard.
Han sikong looked at Mo kwi's back, a sword that was slightly greenish in color, a sword only for decoration, most used for splitting wood, later, as far as Fu'yi city, he could buy a better sword than that.
The familiar atmosphere is seen from people who are resting, they eat drinking while joking.
Han sikong approached Mo kwi.
Have you ever had a drink, huh,.,? Mo kwi shook his head, Han sikong then gave Mo kwi a porridge of his wine, just a sip, not more, Han sikong said to Mo kwi.
Mo kwi then drank a mouthful of wine given by Han sikong, the heat was felt in his throat when Mo kwi minun arak gift from Han sikong, Mo kwi's face was red and his head was like spinning.
Does wine really feel like this uncle,, ..?
Mo kwi stood up, but then his body swayed, then Mo kwi sat back down, "you just sit there, you,. !! after the influence of wine was gone, you just left," Han sikong said.
Forgive me who's not used to it, Mo kwi said.
Mo kwi then told Han sikong that he was sebatangkara, from childhood already taken care of by his grandfather.
And only this time Mo kwi saw the vast world, which Mo kwi had seen only sand and goa.
May you succeed when you get to the city, son, Han Sikong said inwardly while looking at Mo kwi.
what's your name, young man,..? I am Han Sikong the elder of the bodyguard of the black Tiger goods, Mo kwi smiled at Han sikong's words, I am named Mo kwi uncle,..!!
Han sikong frowned hearing Mo kwi's name, which according to his strange, Mo kwi (demon demon ) your name is unique and sinister, Han sikong said to Mo kwi.
Village people like us, the name does not matter uncle, what is thought by people older than us, then they call him like that, so it is easy to remember, Mo kwi said when Han sikong seemed suspicious, hearing his name.
Ha sikong nodded hearing Mo kwi's words.
Mr. Han, if you take it like this, in the kingpin I am bothered, I will look for bamboo and make a piculan to carry things.
Han Sikong did see throughout the journey Mo kwi bothered to carry goods, not because of its weight, but many kinds, such as, if made one container then in the shoulder will indeed feel light and not troublesome.
Han Sikong looked at Mo kwi like he was drunk, smiling hearing the young man want to look for bamboo.
Han sikong then stood up and left Mo kwi who looked still drunk.
After a while, Mo kwi whose head was still dizzy from drinking Han sikong's stored wine, then stood up
With a shunt step and walking slowly, Mo kwi entered the forest, Han sikong who saw Mo kwi entering the forest became a was to the young man, "because of my gift of wine, so the young man was drunk, did he want to pee into the woods,"..? Han sikong asked inwardly as he followed and looked at Mo kwi from a distance
Han sikong smiled when he saw Mo kwi standing in front of the bamboo tree.
He told me he wanted to find bamboo, to make piculan.
Han sikong still continued to look towards Mo kwi as he chose the straight bamboo of his trunk.
Mo kwi was not drunk when he wanted to find a bamboo.
To get rid of the dizziness that was still felt due to the arak given by Han sikong, Mo kwi then went to look for bamboo, Mo kwi who was still innocent, not realizing that he was followed, by Han sikong from a distance.
Han sikong followed Mo kwi instead with evil intentions, seeing Mo kwi who was still drunk enter the forest, Han sikong was afraid of what happened with Mo kwi, then followed him.
After looking and selecting the bamboo as big as an adult arm that was straight trunked, Mo kwi then moved his hand and drained his energy in using a sword finger, then the young man, slashing a bamboo stick as big as an adult's arm, cleaning the bamboo with his hand that was already like a short sword.
Han Sikong who saw the incident in front of his eyes was stunned, earlier he thought Mo kwi would use the butut sword that was on the young man's back, to cut down the bamboo.
In front of his eyes, Mo kwi cut down and cleared the bamboo with a hand that was like letting out a thin air, the young man's hand was as sharp as a sword.
Mo kwi after getting the bamboo, then went back towards the group.
Han sikong looked at Mo kwi who was walking while carrying bamboo.
Han sikong asked in a heart.
Who exactly was that young man named Mo kwi,..? He cut down a hard bamboo rod with his hands, and the bamboo stem was like tofu in slices, exposed to Mo kwi's hand.
Han sikong shook his head, then walked towards the entourage, while thinking of Mo kwi.