The Flute Groaning From Mount Han.
Chapters 2.
Slowly Mitha's beautiful body land was now revealed, her clean and smooth white skin made all the bandits excited.
They looked like hungry wolves and could not wait to enjoy Mitha's body.
Seeing that Mitha was not wearing any thread on her body, Zhaolong was very angry but he could not do anything under these circumstances.
'What rubbish! I am the trashiest man! If only, had I trained and cultivated to become a cultivator then I could at least protect Mitha!.'.
The burly bandit dropped Mitha's body to the ground and started abusing her from behind.
The faces of Zhaolong and Mitha looked at each other, both of them looking incredulous.
Didn't they spend some romantic time together!?.
But now why? Why become like this now.
That is what the mind of both.
Seeing Mitha's face adorned with tears and dust, Zhaolong's heart was deeply slashed.
Especially hearing Mitha's screams asking for help with a desperate face, until her soft voice now sounded hoarse.
Zhaolong who saw Mitha being harassed by some man had her heart broken, she no longer had the desire to continue living.
The skinny bandit who saw Zhaolong closed his eyes and looked down in anger.
"You like to duck? All right, if that's what you want.".
The skinny bandit pulled Zhaolong's hair up and lifted before banging him back on the ground, the torture Zhaolong felt dozens of times.
Zhaolong's masculine face now looks swollen with red and blue tones, his teeth coming off a few and his mouth covered in blood.
Even only one of his eyes could open to see Mitha being harassed by the bandits.
"Don't, no! Please stop.".
"Please stop, let Mitha go.".
"Stop please.".
"Fuck up! Quick stop!.".
"I'll kill you!."
"I'll kill all your family and relatives if you don't stop, damn it!.".
Zhaolong repeatedly shouted, but the bandits did not seem to care much for Zhaolong who roared like crazy.
'Mitha forgive me, if after today I am still given a chance to live then I will destroy them all.'.
That was Zhaolong's last heart before his vision went dark.
Seeing Zhaolong who lost consciousness even before he killed him, the thin-bodied Bandit stood up and spat at the half-dead Zhaolong before kicking him a trash can in the streets.
Dozens of bandits took turns harassing Mitha sexually.
The body of the young girl who was abused by dozens of adult men was now covered in blood and her breath was stingy.
Smoke billowing, the stinging smell of blood, several corpses seemed to be scattered inside and outside the house.
This time hundreds of loose cultivators who became bandits plundered the Sinji hill town and flattened the small town.
Some men in blue uniforms with green bamboo sticks embroidered approached the hill town of Sinji with a very fast run.
"Damn! Brother Hong, it looks like those bandits have long since left.".
Hearing the words of the young man beside him, Hong Yan who was the army chief of the immortal bamboo sect looked grim.
With his qi energy encompassing Sinji hill town, Hong Yan did not feel the aura of human qi in Sinji Hill city at all.
Apparently this time, they failed to complete the task because it came too late.
"Brother Hong, Brother Zuan. Maybe we can find survivors and ask what these bandits look like.
After knowing the identity of the bandits who attacked this city, we can annihilate those bandits at their headquarters.".
"Well sister Mei, your words make sense. Then let's split up.".
3 The senior disciples of the immortal bamboo sect who were followed by dozens of sect disciples began to split up trying to find survivors for the attacks of the bandits.
After searching for some time, they finally gathered at the eastern corner of the hill town of Sinji.
"Brother Hong, is this little man the only survivor?.".
Hong Yan who saw his sect brothers coming could only smile bitterly.
They had been looking for a few hours but there were no more survivors, you could tell from the thousands of residents of this small town only the little man in front of him seemed to have survived.
"That's how it is, although it can be said that his life has been on the edge of the horn. The sternum is shattered, the jaw bones and nose are cracked and bent.
Blood deficiency to the extreme, loss of consciousness.
Had I had a vitality pill, maybe I could use it for this little man and find out which mountain bandits are causing trouble in the territory of our Eternal bamboo sect.
Looks like we can only go home empty-handed brother.".
Hearing the expression of the group leader, the disciples of the bamboo sect looked at each other with ugly expressions.
After receiving an emergency message from the nobles in this small town, their sect master directly issued a rescue order and cleared the bandits.
If it was too late to save these thousands of mortal lives on the grounds of being late due to the great distance, their sect master did not mind too much.
But not only could they not save the residents of Sinji city, they could not even eradicate these bandits was it not the same as making the face of their sect head a joke before thousands of sects?.
A girl who had the name Mei Xin approached towards Hong Yan.
"Sister Hong, don't worry.
I still have some vitality pills, although not high-tier pills.".
The Mei'er girl waved her hand in the air and one light green-colored vitality pill came out from her storage ring.
The disciples of the Eternal bamboo sect smiled foolishly looking at the vitality pill that Mei Xin took out.
They all knew alchemist-made pills were extremely expensive, even outer sect disciples like them could only obtain a few pills from the sect once every 1 month.
It was also a low-level pill that was slightly dark in color, the brighter the color of the pill the higher the intensity.
That was because the dark pill had a lot of impurities, it could be said that the low-level pill had 20-40% medicinal pill efficacy and 80% of it was feces.
The second level pill had the efficacy of a 40-50% pill and dirt between 50-60%, it could be said that a tier two pill was a medium level pill and only the rich could afford it.
A tier 3 or upper intermediate pill had the medicinal pill efficacy of 50-70% and had the pill impurities or deposits of no more than 50%.
Medium level 4 pills or top/high level pills have medicinal properties of 70-99%, in the sense of pills that only have a maximum pill impurities deposition of 30% from the efficacy of the drug can already be considered a high-level pill or above.
While level 5 pills have 100% efficacy without any impurities deposits and have various nicknames such as true pills, perfect pills etc.
The pills were divided into 5 levels to distinguish the ability of an alchemist or pill expert, as long as the pills that the alchemists made had a small amount of impurities, the alchemists would receive a rank according to the pills they made.
Hong Yan the leader while the sect team in charge of eradicating the bandits seemed to twitch with a forced smile adorning his face.
That's not your duty, as a team leader it should be mine.".
"There's no need to fuss over Hong, I still have a lot of pills like this. After all, if I run out I can ask my father to give me another pill.".
Hishh, the disciples of the Eternal bamboo sect can only smile bitterly.
The world of the rich was indeed different, they were outer disciples with ordinary talents without the support of a strong family it was even impossible to buy a low-level vitality pill let alone an intermediate level one! And what sister Mei brought was upper middle level.
Mei Xin immediately gave the vitality pill to Hong Yan.
Hong Yan swiftly crushed the vitality pill into powder and inserted it into Zhaolong's mouth.
With the help of Hong Yan's qi energy powdered vitality pills in an instant entered Zhaolong's stomach.
Like seeing a miracle, the wounds on Zhaolong's body began to recover at a speed that could be seen by the eyes.
The wound began to heal, the bruise began to disappear, the swelling is now slowly shrinking before recovering as before.
Even fractured, bent and crushed bones begin to be repaired.
After waiting for half an hour, Zhaolong's body recovered as before even his breathing had recovered.
Zhaolong who heard the commotion started to open his eyes, the light of the afternoon sun was not too piercing the retina of his eyes.
Many unfamiliar faces stunned Zhaolong for a moment before remembering the fate of his future wife.
"Mith... Mitha!!!.".
Zhaolong who woke up from a coma immediately jumped to look around before his gaze was fixed on the corpse of a woman not far from him.
"Hey boy, we've helped you! Not to thank you for instantly me.".
Hong Yan who was familiar with the temperament of his fellow comrades instantly patted the other party on the shoulder and shook his head to signal silence.
Zhaolong did not care about the voice around him, for him now the only one in the world was Mitha.
Other than Mitha he doesn't care.
With heavy and limped footsteps, Zhaolong walked slowly towards Mitha's body.
Tears that were previously dry now flowed on his cheeks, blood dust and tears now adorned the young man's face.
"is wife... My future wife."
"you can't die, shouldn't today our parents finally discuss our wedding day, baby!?.".
"Wake up Mitha, wake up baby. Please don't go.".
"Are you dear? The world without you is hell to me.".
"Did it just end like this?.".
"Is this real? Or maybe just a dream, yes it must be a dream ha - ha.".
Zhaolong who walked up to Mitha's corpse started laughing, although tears did not stop flowing down her cheeks.
Zhaolong started slapping his face dozens of times, hoping that all he saw was just a dream and did not feel any pain.
But sometimes the reality is cruel, Zhaolong stopped smiling.
Then he sat down drooping on the ground with a look at the face of his lover's corpse.
Although Zhaolong had taken the vitality and energy pills had recovered into a peak state.
Zhaolong felt that his body was so weak that even the desire to live had faded.
Sensibly, Zhaolong clasped his lover's corpse into his arms.
Zhaolong hugged Mitha's corpse tightly as if afraid that Mitha's body had suddenly disappeared.
"Miths.. Mi mit, baby.".
Zhaolong returned to crying as he pleased and the tears began to flow more and more.
"I'm sorry baby, forgive your weak husband. Forgive your future husband who can't protect you.".
"Mithaaaaa!!!!!!.".
As if venting all his emotions, Zhaolong shouted like a madman.
Before going back down and looking at the face of his lover in order to be imprinted in his mind and heart.
The Eternal bamboo sect disciples began to understand the young man who was hugging the corpse of a young girl.
"It seems like this young man and girl are a pair of newlyweds, hearing the young man's remarks it seems like their parents today met to determine the date of the wedding.".
"Not only that, seeing the state of this girl it seems like she died after being raped by the bandits.".
"That barbaric bandit! They actually raped a girl to death in front of her future husband.".
The disciples of the Eternal bamboo sect started to grab their hair, they all felt their scalps numb.
Seeing the fate of this young man they really could not help but cry.
They did not even dare to imagine what if they were in the position of the young man.
Zhaolong, who had calmed down, started to stand up by holding Mitha's body with both hands like a bride.
Zhaolong tore his clothes to cover Mitha's previous body without a single piece of cloth.
Slowly Zhaolong carried Mitha's body towards his house, the disciples of the immortal bamboo sect could only follow Zhaolong from behind quietly.
Arriving at home, Zhaolong saw the bodies of Father, Mother, Father-in-law and Mother-in-law lying lifeless on the ground covered with blood.
Perhaps because he had accepted the fact that all his loved ones had died and had vented emotions when he saw the corpse of his lover, now Zhaolong no longer had the pain as before.
Slowly, Zhaolong gathered the five corpses.
Then he walked to the back of the house looking for a hoe and started digging a few holes.
The sect disciples who understood what Zhaolong was doing, started to help without making a sound.
Due to the help of the cultivators, the five tombs were successfully excavated in less than a quarter of an hour.
Before burying them, Zhaolong kissed the eyebrows of his loved ones one by one.
Because he realized, after this tomb hole in the lid he no longer had the opportunity to look at the face of the person he loved let alone meet.
When the tomb was closed, Zhaolong stood quietly in front of the tomb.
The originally bright afternoon sky began to darken covered by the overcast, rain slowly falling from the sky. The disciples of the immortal bamboo sect started looking for shelter.
Only Zhaolong, Hong Yan, Mai Xin, and Zuan were still standing under the rain.
The three stood behind Zhaolong quietly, not knowing what they were thinking.
What is certain is that their hearts now feel slashed until they become shattered.
Zhaolong who looked at the sky began to remember the day of his life in this new world from birth to the moment he was 18 years old.