Dragon and Phoenix
Chapter 30: The Journey

Members of Ma Kauw who dress strangely, the members are the siauw jin, namely the despicable people, from the lowly who are dirty and slumal. But they are not Kay Pang (Beggar Party) who likes to ask for, but are considered honorable. Many members of Ma Kauw's party also worked, as porters, as porters,

greengrocer, baker, butcher, or other market people.

People like Cio San will be easy to be friends with anyone. But his best friends are always lowly and despicable people. People who were considered despicable like this were always astounding to him. Because he knew, the poorer they were, the more often they entertained his friends and

doing good to others.

Cio San's mother is the swordsman Go Bi-pay. Although she is a woman, she knows about free living. Women like this are women who like to wade through nature. Challenging life. They enjoy nature, not just to freshen up or cruise. They enjoy nature because they know how small they are with nature. How helpless they are before nature. Women like this will rarely be able to bind themselves to anything. But if there is a proper man who is able to understand his heart, then a woman like this will easily fall like a kitten into the arms of her master.

Sometimes you have to destroy something to create something.

Sometimes you yourself have to experience destruction, only then do you experience enlightenment.

In all the events that have been experienced, ranging from abnormal birth, the murder of his family, humiliation, slander, escape, and expulsion in Bu Tong-pay, he said, Cio San believes that it is all ‘destruction’ to achieve enlightenment.

They sit side by side. Lean on the boat fence.

“Then, what was the name of the lover you thought of?” cio San asked back, while pouring wine.

“You want to know his name? You don't want to know my name?” ask the woman.

“I already know your name,” replied Cio San with a smile and a cup

wine.

“

“If you know why you didn't mention my name?”

“You yourself already know your name, why should I mention it again?”

They both laughed. Cio San already knew his name. He knew the names of the people on the ship. Without even knowing, he knew. His ears are never wrong. Because he watches and watches. People who like to listen and pay attention usually know more.

Tio Sim Lin is a Mui. The Mui are a tribe that inhabit the western part of the Tionggoan. Their lifestyle is adventurous and close to nature. Most of them are Muslims. Her women were much more free and open than the Han people generally were.

“At first, I just wanted to thank you for saving us this afternoon,” said Tio Sim Lin. “But when I see you sitting here daydreaming, I think it's best if I take you for a drink of wine. So that you are not lonely. You seem to need a friend.”

“Haha... Is it really me or you who are lonely? But it doesn't matter. There are friends and there is wine, isn't that the most delicious thing in the world?” While saying so Cio San poured more wine into his mouth.

“You're right. There are friends and there is wine. What else do you need to worry about?” Tio Sim Lin raised the cup to his mouth.

A little while they were silent, before then Cio San said, “Eh, you haven't told me what his name is.”

“Whose name?” tanya Tio Sim Lin's

“The name of the lover of the heart that you miss is.” Cio San smiled. For questions like this, you have to be careful. Because women are asked questions like this, there are usually only two reactions. The first is a flowery smile. Or angry not because. Fortunately Tio Sim Lin smiled,

“You must know him.” His eyes sparkled and his smile grew even sweeter.

Cio San looked at him carefully. He has seen faces like this very often.

“Don't tell me you're in love with Bu Tong-enghiong Beng Liong?” cio San said.

Tio Sim Lin was shocked, “How did you guess exactly?”

Cio San had often seen such a woman's countenance when they were talking about Beng Liong. Love, admiration, but also sadness. Why sad? Because those women knew Beng Liong was too tall for them.

When loving or liking someone is so painful, why do so many people do it?

Cio San just smiled, he asked again, “You are his girlfriend?”

“Not. But quickly tell me, how did you know?”

“All women on this earth love Beng Liong. All the women under the sky had heard her name. Even if it was a deaf woman, it would have heard her name. Not a strange thing, if you like him too.”

Actually Cio San wanted to calm him down, not even more angry.

“So you said, all women love it, and I don't stand a chance? So?”

“Who said that?” ask Cio San astonished.

“You didn't say. But from your talk it is clearly implied like that.”

Cio San was finally silent. He already understands. Inviting women to argue is the same as getting a tiger to fight.

“Why are you quiet?” ask with a sharp eye.

But Cio San does not know, if women have invited you to fight, then all the ways you do to avoid it are free.

Finally he smiled and said, “If you continue to scold me, I will not tell you a secret of Beng Liong.”

“What secret?” tanya Tio Sim Lin was interested.

And finally he understood, the way to calm an angry woman is to give what she likes.

“Many secrets, especially secrets to attract his heart. Did you forget, I was a former disciple of Bu Tong-pay? Every day I meet and talk to him. In fact he was the only person Bu Tong-pay was kind to me.”

“I know you're a former student of Bu Tong-pay. But I didn't know you were that familiar.”

“We are actually familiar,” Cio San nodded seriously.

“You must have tricked me so I wouldn't get angry, right?”

“Try to tell me all about him,” Tio Sim Lin said. Face blushing.

In this world, there is nothing more interesting to women than to talk about the men they love.

Cio San told me. About the virtues of Beng Liong. About his incredible talent. About her favorite food. About her body that was always fragrant. About solidarity. About stoutness.

It does not increase or decrease. Everything was exactly as he remembered and remembered. Tio Sim Lin watched happily.

“Eh by the way, where did you meet him? “

“I... I met him the first time he saved me. I was fighting and getting hurt. I almost got killed. Thankfully, he came and helped me. He was polite and respectful to me. Though he knows I'm Ma Kauw.”

Beng Liong was indeed such a person. Never picky friends. He looks a lot like Cio San.

“Then after that?”

“He even treated me. My injuries are pretty bad. We were in the woods and nobody would help me. He ended up accompanying me for two days until I was well.”

Asking name and address only, he did not do it.”

Tio Sim Lin was silent.

Cio San was silent. In his heart he was sorry. Why is wine running out so fast.

It was a dark and cold night. Arak will probably only warm the human body. But only love can really warm the heart. Unfortunately, because both are intoxicating, you rarely see these two things coming together. People usually drink wine because they lose love. And people who fall in love forget wine.

Cio San, inevitably, felt sorry for Tio Sim Lin as well.

“Whatever happens, you can't give up. If two people love each other, isn't there always a way?” he told Tio Sim Lin.

“I like him, but he doesn't like me. How can you say we love each other?”

“Where do you know he doesn't like you?? Before you're really sure of his feelings, you shouldn't think a no-no. Wouldn't it be much easier to assume she likes you too? That way, your heart feels lighter. Doing anything is not overwhelmed with sadness.”

“Then what if eventually later, I know she doesn't like me?” tio Sim Lin.

“If it ends up like that, yes.., you can be sad after you know. But if you're sad now, aren't you just going to hurt your heart every day. If you want to cry, can't you still cry tomorrow? And isn't there tomorrow again? And tomorrow again? Tomorrow

never finished.”

Tio Sim Lin thought for a long time.

“You're right. There's no point in me crying over things that aren't clear right.”

“Well. We better get inside. Meeting friends. When you have the best of friends who love you for who you are, and are always there when you need to be, why else think about the people who betray your love? The ones who hurt your heart? And people who don't care about you?”

As they re-entered the deck, their ship passed by a small boat. Initially, Cio San did not care. But there was something in his heart that made him come back out. The little boat was a boatman. But the passenger, very very very interesting heart. The passengers are

the Red-Haired Sword God!

“What is he doing these nights? Where's the destination?”

The Sword God just sat pensively looking at the water. There was nothing on his face. No depression, no loneliness, nothing. Blank.

He wanted Cio San to call him, but he knew that the entire occupants of this ship were sailing stealthily. It will only add and complicate matters if it turns out that the quarry of the Sword God is some member of Ma Kauw.

Finally the Sword God passed by. Cio San could only look at his steadfast back. Her unraveling hind hair was blown away by the wind.

Cio San was still on the outskirts of the ship. It stared at the Sword God's back until it disappeared far away, and left only a white dot of his clothes at the foot of the sky. Cio San was still pensively thinking, as his ears listened to something in the water.

His ears never betrayed him.

He looked carefully at the pitch-black waters.

The corpse!

Many bodies!

Soon Cio San found some ‘nelayan’ working on the ship to net the corpses. There are 3 bodies. Their bodies had begun to bubble, but they were still recognizable. Cio San did not recognize them. But almost everyone on board recognized them.

Luk Hoan Tit, Chairman of the Gold Gauge Society.

Soe Sam Hong, Chairman of the Ocean Dragon Association.

Ban Lang Ma, the best student of Siau Lim-pay.

There was a stab wound on their forehead!

Cio San looked in the distance, where the Sword God had disappeared.

This time Kang Ouw's world will be really excited.

Three people from the main circle of Kang Ouw!

“This wound, isn't it the deed of the Red-Haired Sword God?” ask Bun Tek Thian.

“Iya. Right,” said Cio San. He was sitting checking the bodies. The wounds on their foreheads were so neat. So cold. Bloodless. He checks the rest of his body. Until finally he felt enough and looked pensive.

Shortly afterwards Cio San said,

"They weren't killed by the Sword God!”