EARLY GATE
MYSTERIOUS CREATURE

the dewdrops cheered in the warmth of enough space, their harmony gradually began to awaken with an egg stored in the box echoing the dust.

Dharma nodded his head while marbling, the behavior of the uncle made his hair suddenly go limp. But the uncle changed the form of his expression when he told me the essence of the fairy tale he was staring at.

"But the uncle teacher kept tucking in excessive worry, at that time the uncle teacher was joking joking, but his head suddenly hurt like a heavy iron rod, making himself grimace in pain.......... one word splashed from his mouth that smelled of tobacco was 'careful'. Not careful what he meant. The statement was supported by lightning strikes that struck continuously for up to three days, so that the uncle and teacher had to meditate to hold hunger under the pretext of practicing science, he said, though almah berga perkasa hungry aja HHAHAHAA...," The long story closed the joke that makes the dharma also open-mouthed power to hold the humor of uncle.

It did not feel like the morning had come, the wounds scattered all over the dharma body slightly disappeared and healed, the canary chirping adorned the hopeful hearing. Dharma was about to come out, overriding the beautiful mountain, the river rubble flowed, the leaves that fell drooped on the ground, the desire of life now appeared again said the uncle issued a faint cigarette.

"uncle! what cigarette is it," exclaimed the dharma holding the doorknob while glancing towards uncle.

"it's just an unfinished cigarette. You want?" uncle ran to the dharma and immediately held his hand so as not to go out. Suddenly the act was prevented by dharma who reflexes directly brushed off uncle's hand because it was based on amused.

"sorry uncle! but it's not polite!" squint sharp highlights.

"never go out at this time, especially in this area!" also a serious uncle this time.

"why?"

"you're going to die,"

"the morning air in this area is not the right place to breathe fresh air, uncle deliberately concocted a potion so that the morning air here looks dirty,"

"why did uncle do that, what was his purpose?"

"if you want to know, go to the southwest, near the wilderness of Pine. There was a large tree whose roots formed a narrow tunnel. You go up there! but don't expect to return safely,"

"is there a monster? or the magician wants the human body to become stronger?"

"more than monsters and magic champions, creepy if pictured here. If you're curious, you'll only see her once in a lifetime, because you'll die,"

"why uncle is not defeated, not difficult with the ability of the current uncle, against the background of a warrior from the mountain of kidul, with bejeb-bejeb obtained from hard training. All the components have been collected, but why does uncle seem to be afraid even when telling it?" Dharma realized the deeply rooted fear in the inner uncle, whether what traumatic events he experienced so when telling it the uncle sweat from his forehead.

"It's not like that young man, it's not as easy as turning the palm of the hand, then turning the stone with the pinky alone. Sturdy strength comes from a pure heart, there are some levels where humans never break through that limit. A great wall that was before uncle, never climbed even when wearing real leather shoes." uncle answered the dharma question earnestly, in a raspy vocal cords, in a raspy voice, crawl away and let the dharma open that door.

The door of the uncle's house is not clean, there are some corners that are already fragile, such as abandoned unkempt. Dharma was still holding the doorknob, whispering fear as the clanging sound pierced her hearing, but it did not make the dharma stop opening the door.

After the door was wide open, the wind blew fiercely, blocking the dharma pace in breaking down his pent-up curiosity. Sure enough, the protruding blacks came swiftly, wrapped around the wrists of the dharma. "Hahhh... What is this, uncle please!" nimble to run, the uncle cut the black meat with a knife, and immediately closed the door. "BRAKK" The sound of the door being hit hard.