Reply Revenge of the Swordsman
Seventeen years ago

"Sir please forgive my foolish daughter for daring to be impudent. Ask me, who is this master?" xiao Kai asked, Xiao Yu's father pulled his daughter's hand.

The naughty old boy for a moment looked at Xiao Kai, but suddenly his hand moved forward, the index finger of his right hand pecking towards the path of blood on Xiao Kai's chest.

This movement even if done while sitting, but quickly not playing and before the finger touched the chest, the wind of his punch had already struck and Xiao Kai felt his chest very cold.

As the son of a swordsman, of course, Xiao Kai has a high silat ability. That's why this deadly teotokan can be deflected, quickly bend the body back without breaking the position of both legs.

Even if he jumps he will not be able to avoid the photo. By moving the body curved backwards, then he can avoid the danger.

After his upper body was spared from the attack, then both his legs pressed against the floor and his body was thrown backwards. He tipped over making the salto twice and his feet stomped on the floor again lightly.

"Well.ha...ha....!" the old beggar's laughter in his every move.

"You have wisdom if you don't leave it to your grandchildren or your disciples, why take it to the grave ! You are famous as the Dragon Sword God, but why is your son just this clever? it's a shameful shame!" kwe Cheng exclaimed with a shake of his head.

Meanwhile Xiao Kai was angry not playing around to hear the ridicule, but he understood that this naughty old boy was mocking not to brag.

It was evident from the shirt part of his chest, torn as big as a fingertip. It was obvious that the naughty old boy was just testing it.

Xiao Kai's patience had run out, his blood could also boil and mark with his eyes on his younger brother Xiao Fang to drive away the brat.

Xiao Fang was the only younger brother Xiao Kai had advanced and was currently facing directly against Kwe Cheng.

"Sir, you better get out of here. We're in mourning, so don't bother us!" exclaimed Xiao Fang loudly.

"Hc ...ha...ha....! I want to go wherever it's up to this foot step! I don't like being organized!" exclaimed that Kwe Cheng with a big laugh.

"Unfortunately, he can't be loved!" mumbled Xiao Fang grumbling.

"What's wrong?"

"What's going on?"

Neighbors who came to worship, forced to see the incident. They become restless and whisper to each other.

"Grandfather!" exclaimed Xiao Yu who suddenly stepped forward and faced the brat..

"You dare insult my father, what kind of valiant man are you! After my grandfather is gone, you dare make a fuss. If my grandfather is alive, of course once you move you will collapse!" exclaimed Xiao Yu who was furious with her cute face.

Kwe Cheng momentarily looked towards the little girl in amazement, then he laughed again.

"Ha-ha ha, snot boy! turns out you inherited your grandfather's courage, baby you're a girl!" exclaimed Kwe Cheng with a chuckle.

"Again, Xiao Chen would like to compete with me, Naughty old boy! ha-ha-ha....!" kwe Cheng continued to laugh.

"A...what's a bad old boy?" xiao Kai and Xiao Fang asked almost simultaneously. Both were very surprised, because since childhood he often heard the name that always came out of the mouth of their father as his best friend.

"Tokk..tokk..but.tokk....!"

At that moment there was a loud knock. Rhythmic beats coming from outside the yard. Very loud the knock was like the knock of a large hammer on an iron runway.

And everyone looked out and saw a short fat monk, his belly was round like a barrel, his round head was misted.

His upper body was naked and his lower body was wrapped around a white cloth and cloth slung on his right shoulder.

The monk was holding a stick and the sound of a loud knock was the sound of a stick hitting the rocky ground. As soon as it entered the grounds the Monk grumbled but his voice was loud and raucous.

"Ha.ha...ha....! Mad Monk, if all these men were as dimwitted as you, the sun and moon would be darkened! Ha ..ha...ha..!" kwe Cheng exclaimed in a mocking tone.

Back Xiao Kai and his younger brother Xiao Fang were surprised to see the bald Monk. The nickname Mad Monk was long since they had heard and only this time saw his person.

According to his late father. This monk is named Ji Sun, a monk who wanders to spread his teachings and also has a very high knowledge.

A long time before becoming a monk, Ji Sun was often drunk and often visited Borddil's house. Because of his past, the martial world gave the nickname Crazy Monk, the,

Monk Ji looked at Kwe Cheng's face, then he shook his head.

"Amitabha....! Friend Kwe, since long ago still not get the light!" said Monk Ji while shaking his head slowly.

"Well.ha..ha...!" the naughty old boy simply replied with a laugh.

Then Monk Ji stepped his foot toward the table and bowed respectfully toward the coffin.

Xiao Kai and his younger brother Xiao Fang then replied with a respectful greeting to Monk Ji.

'"Friend Xiao, it's sad that such a manly and kind person as you left the world. There are still many who need you. There are too many bad people in this world to be full and crowded. How hard it is to find a good man like you. The world is lost in your absence. May you be calm there. Amitabha!" said Monk Ji solemnly.

Hearing Monk Ji's words, Xiao Yu again cried roaring while hugging his grandfather's coffin.

"Grandfather ! Why did he die before I could take the place of Grandfather in the martial world, being a useful person?" racau Xiao Yu which of course attracted the attention of Monk Ji.

Monk Ji looked at the little girl in front of him, and his eyes shone. He was amazed to look at Xiao Yu.

"Little Miss, are you really the granddaughter of Xiao's best friend?" ask the curious Monk Ji.

Xiao Yu did not answer him, and he continued to cry. Meanwhile Xiao Kai gave his answer.

"Suspected monk Ji, this Xiao Yu is the youngest grandson of the father. And she is my daughter." Xiao Kai said in a respectful manner.

Monk Ji nodded his head, and continued to pay attention to Xiao Yu.

"Xiao Yu is a good child, small children already know filial to older people" said monk Ji softly but can still be heard by others, who,

"Good boy? yes, a good boy who likes to cry, along with his grandfather, both men complain and cry, very boring!" exclaimed the naughty old boy with a cynical smile.

"In this world where there are bad people. All people are good, just because they are stupid, and they deviate from the truth. The foolish man immediately repents, and the good man keeps his good will." said Monk Ji with his right hand pressed against his chest.

Everyone listened to what the Monk who got the nickname Mad Monk said.

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