Jaga Saksena Pendekar Peniup Bledeg
Chapter 41. Ghost Head Tengleng

"That's medi's voice?!" tanya Take care of Saksena.

"L-yes!"

"Hoii you are a bad medi! Show yourself! I'm keeping Saksena unafraid!"

Clouds immediately embraced immersing face on the back of his ram _Tukeja_ with trembling legs. While others are getting closer to Mowo Damar. Because only he seems to be brave.

Mowo Damar is the champion of Kumalungkung Village. In the annual battle, three years he was always champion one.

Even so, Mowo Damar's heart was racing. Likewise the right hand grip on the yellow bamboo baton.

"Ki-ki Little Kid, you don't mess around!" mowo Damar's voice was half whispered.

"You can't be afraid of medi!" sahut Jaga Saksena. "And if it's a real mediocrity let me face it!"

Keep Saksena jumping in the middle of the road so that it is a little more free to turn the view in all directions.

"Get out of you, I'll take care of Saksena not afraid of you!"

"Erghh .. to-loong .. to-looong ...!"

The sound was clearly heard from outside the village.

"L-look!"

"Mr-medii ...!"

One of the residents pointed towards the village gate where a slow moving human figure walked towards them.

The path of the figure was shaken, even one of his legs was dragged. His head fell to the right.

"K-ki Little Child, are you sure you can handle it?"

Mowo Damar asked while shaking his legs, and that was already the best. For the man behind Mowo had passed out, lying without anyone to help, for the others were also focused in fear.

Similarly, Tukeja, although the initial plan he wanted to show courage to Cloud his son, in fact the fear of the royal makes Tukeja's body can not move at all. While the heart beats so great. I think he just wanted to faint.

"Give it to me, Uncle."

Without the slightest fear, Jaga Saksena waited for the figure to stumble closer.

Time for the terrified people to stop. Longtime. For a long time the figure walked closer. They wanted to run but the whole stiff body could not move. Only Mowo Damar could still see the atmosphere even though his legs were shaking.

However, when he saw Jaga Saksena's courage, Mowo Damar tried to suppress his fear.

Mowo Damar's legs begin to control him.

That was when, under the light of the torch, the figure of the medi beggar was clearly visible.

His two eyeballs were hanging, coming out of the cavity. His face was covered with blood, and so was his mouth.

The two hands of the figure hung broken. The clothes he was wearing were torn everywhere giving off the foul rancid smell of blood. One leg is the right leg upside down to the back until it is dragged in such a way.

Seeing the appearance of the medi, Jaga Saksena was quite shocked. To him the figure before him was now the most sinister sighting of the medi all along.

"Stop!" Keep Saksena stop the path of the medi because it is already one spear in front of him.

The medi stopped, either because it understood Jaga Saksena's words or the medi did want to face her.

"I warn you well! Don't ever bother these villagers again or I'll have to beat you up!" Jaga Saksena said while fixing the position of his feet, putting up high horses, ready to attack.

Alerted in such a way, the medi instead walked back.

Sreth! Sreth!

"To-loong ...! Looooong ...!"

"I'm sorry if I was rude to you!"

Wuutt's!

Keep Saksena drove forward and then jump like flying to nest a snoring attack (knee_pen) on the chest of the medi.

Bugh!

The whess!

The figure of the medi was hit hard in the chest.

The thrust of the knee hit Jaga Saksena was able to make the medi bounced several spears.

Strangely, however, the medi did not fall at all.

Getting the opponent back forward, Keep Saksena even more excited.

Seg!Seg!

Quickly Keep Saksena drove forward, welcoming the slow-moving step of the middle of the tengleng head.

Bugh! Bugh! Bugh!

Wuout!

The medi hand of the Tengleng head chopped half a round forward.

It's not that hard to keep 0 away from it. However, qkllllllql air attack medi enough to make Jaga shocked.

'So strong! I have to be careful!'

Keep Saksena alto behind taking distance. The perfect salto done by a very brave child makes Jawara Kumalungkung Village _Mowo Damar_ even more amazed.

Mowo Damar is convinced that the little boy who has now removed his axe heirloom is a mediocre hunter.

"Him!"

Back Keep Saksena crashing, this time with a stone axe.

Cracks! Cracks! Cracks!

Lose nimble, hit by a stone axe bertubi hit the medi tengleng head.

However, the more hit by the axe, the medi tengleng head increasingly violent counterattacking.

The fight is getting more fierce. Keep directing the fight away to the outside of the village.

It was then that Mowo Damar could truly take complete self-control. He grabbed the kentong hitter and then violently hit it.

Long enough Mowo Damar beat the kentong until it almost broke, but no residents came.

Finally, not only hit the fart, Mowo Damar was screaming.

Along with that Tukeja and the others were fully aware. They immediately carried one of the fainted residents to lie down at the patrol post.

Mowo Damar's efforts were not in vain. Residents who were initially afraid, finally left the house and huddled to come to the patrol post.

"What's up, Mowo?" ask the village shaman who came with other residents. In their hands were torches and truncheons and sickles and machetes.

"There Ki Dukun Saptajati! A little witch doctor is fighting against the undead!"

"Ah, don't you joke!"

"Where am I joking with an old man like you, Ki Saptajati!" Mowo Damar's voice was rising.

"We'll see come on!"

"Please Ki, get there! I'm just here, Bajul needs help."

Mowo Damar used one of the fainted citizens as an excuse not to approach the fight. There was still horror in his heart at that sinister medi figure.

"God! You must be scared, right?!" cibir Ki Saptajati the village shaman.

"Little, Ki!" mowo Damar replied starting to press the gap between the big toe and the fainted Bajul's toe.

"Let's see!" take Ki Saptajati to the residents behind him and step valiantly towards the west.

As the old saying goes, "Together we dare, we are castrated."

Thus, under the leadership of the village shaman, the residents with steady steps continued to walk outside the village where the battle cries sounded.

Sure enough, arriving in the open not far northwest of the village gate, they saw two figures of creatures in the middle of the fierce fist.

"We're approaching!" ki Saptajati's orders wanted to see more clearly who was fighting.

However, when the distance was only ten spears, the,

"Th-that ...."

"Mmm-media ...!"

Both Ki Saptajati and the citizens who followed him stammered when they saw the embodiment of a figure who fought so very terrible.

That was because the current medi body of the Tengleng head had been torn apart by the axe of Jaga Saksena. The shabby clothes were also clad in flesh. Even the head of the medi has also been severed axe so gaping. But the media continued to attack, there was no sign of falling soon.

'If this continues, I will run out of steam!' exclaim Keep Saksena in your heart and throw a body to the west, away from the residents who just came.

However,

"Grhh ...!"

Instead of chasing Jaga, the undead figure even walked staggered towards the residents.

"K-ki Saptajati's! Hurry up and do something!"

"Quick Ki! Aren't you the shaman!"

The residents behind Ki Saptajati urged the old man to do something because the undead media was getting closer.

Urged in such a way, Saptajati was forced to advance. Swinging the torch meant to spill coconut oil in it so that the middle of the head burned.

Wuud!