The Ghost of Fog
Chapter 241. The Shadowless Demon
A dense and vast forest, filled with giant trees accompanied by moss on each trunk. This morning the weather was clear, the wind was calm and the sound of birds chirping enlivened the silent atmosphere in the forest.
There is a cave, it is said big can not be said small inappropriate. Goa was probably only one meter higher than the height of an adult, while the width only fit for two people. On top of the cave, there are trees and thick shrubs that dangle down to hide the cave hole.
A small bonfire was seen burning in front of the mouth of the cave, the sound of "trak-trok-trok" it is always heard every time the flame licks the firewood accompanied by the brighter the light created from the fire.
A elderly man sat down in front of the bonfire, his head lowered like a sleepy otang. There is a bamboo butut that seems this person is too dear so it is not used as a campfire fuel.
Everything seemed calm, the atmosphere was silent every time the chirping of the bird stopped for a while. This grandfather was about to sleep out of boredom, such was his initial intention before a soft voice full of confusion rang out behind him.
"Sir, where am I?"
Opening his eyes wide and a little aghast, this person turned to find Miss Zhang who looked puzzled by looking at the surrounding forest. He smiled when he said.
"Miss Zhang, sit down here. Right now we're in a forest close to the coast."
Knowing his identity was called, this girl who was none other than Zhang Qiaofeng put up a vigilance. But he finally complied because he thought he could do this old grandfather.
"I found you drifting in the sea. What's the problem with committing suicide?" chirp the grandfather who opened his voice at once accused.
Frowning in dislike, Zhang Qiaofeng glared as he replied, "I'm not crazy enough to kill myself! Although I've tried it anyway.." this last word is actually still heard by the grandfather who pretended not to hear.
"My name is Chong San."
"I don't remember ever asking your name."
"At least know your helper, Miss Zhang Qiaofeng. Oh.. are you surprised I know your name? Hehe, introduce, I am one of your million big fans!!" the old man stood up and put on a proud face.
"Is that what I know?"
"Well, it's good that you know me, so that I don't have to bother introducing the name and where I come from. But what a pity, your idol is having bad luck!" saying that, his hands clenched and hit the ground beneath him.
"Sret-sret!"
Suddenly Chong San made a twisting motion twice, and the tofu in his hand was already fresh meat.
"Eh, where did you get that?" zhang Qiaofeng asked surprised to see the forest chicken meat that still looked fresh, even the blood was still left behind.
"I've just been hunting in the woods."
This cheesy answer managed to make the girl's jaw open with glaring eyes. Hasn't he been sitting here talking to her since? He had never seen chicken before!
"Let's eat, then continue chatting!"
"Eh, who wants to talk? I need to get home so my people don't bother looking for me."
"Haha, come on eat first, after that you must ask me to take you."
Wonderful in fact, but due to the hunger that began to strike, he finally helped Chong San roast the chicken before then eating it in amazement.
"It's delicious! Like being seasoned! Is that wrinkled hand that only remains bone a magic hand?"
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"Hands first on this river, I will wait there" said Chong San pointed to one of the river bends that there are many stones. Zhang Qiaofeng only replied with a short nod.
"If there's anything, you just yell at me." he continued with a smile.
"Heh, I can handle it myself if there's anything!" said the girl in my heart. But he finally nodded as well.
Chong San walked over to the rock group, then he jumped up and a second later his body vanished behind the huge boulders. Zhang Qiaofeng started to strip off his clothes one-on-one, when Chong San's cry rang out, he hurriedly put his clothes back on with a red face.
"Just calm down, I won't peek. After all, people almost die like me is no longer desirous for something like that. But it's different if there's a chance!!!!" in the final cry, he deliberately shouted for Zhang Qiaofeng to hear clearly.
"Crazy people!!"
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With only his head visible in the stream, Zhang Qiaofeng drowned his entire body while looking intently at the collection of stones where the grandfather was hiding.
"If only Lin Tian spoke, of course I like it....Goddamnit!! Looks like the water in this river is intoxicating!"
Quickly he jumped out and dressed his clothes with a face that was no longer able to be described. It is very red like an overripe apple.
When he finished putting his clothes on, his ears suddenly heard sounds like the wind was grabbing. Very powerful and powerful. Even Zhang Qiaofeng could clearly see the grasses and trees around the rock collection seem to sway every time the wind struck.
In Zhang Qaiofeng's mind, he thought that there was a martial figure coming and attacking Chong San. So with great worry, he darted towards that place
Yet a second later, he gawked in surprise as well. Hide behind the large rocks and look towards Chong san who was not attacked by anyone. It was he who carried out the attack.
With two small wooden twigs along two three sticks, the grandfather played a great silat science. Zhang Qiaofeng's sharp eyes could recognize the magic, but the grandfather's silat was indeed great, Zhang Qiaofeng had no idea where it came from or where it was based.
After a few minutes, the grandfather seemed to have reached the closing motion. He leaped forward and aimed both blade twigs with a piercing motion. Instantly a powerful wind was created and a rock as big as a buffalo stomach in front of him was translucent, perforated to the opposite side.
"Woah.." Zhang Qiaofeng's mouth called out a cry of admiration and he jumped out of the hiding place.
"Grandfather, that's great! Who exactly is this grandfather!?"
"Didn't we know each other this morning, your name is Zhang Qiaofeng, and I'm old, the smell of this land is Chong San. I doubt you can forget in this fast time, is my name that hard to memorize?"
Zhang Qiaofeng slammed his feet, irritated by the attitude of the grandfather who pretended not to understand.
"I'm not sure grandpa almost died like you this doesn't understand what I mean. What I mean here is, who are you to have such a great science. Are you a swordsman?"
"Ah, so that's what you mean....?"
Instead of answering, the grandfather looked at Zhang Qiaofeng with an amused smile. A moment without replying, Zhang Qiaofeng shouted.
"My answer!!!"
"Oh, people say I'm a Shadowless Traveler."
Zhang Qiaofeng lowered his head and his mouth muttered, "There's still a shadow..."
"Dropped! Don't you know my eyes are still on my feet? I'm alive, and you're talking like I'm a shadowless demon!"
"Didn't the demons and demons in the fairy tale have no shadow?"
Zhang Qiaofeng did not care about it and looked at the grandfather in astonishment. His eyes seemed to sparkle and his body trembled so happy.
"Honored swordsman, Shadowless Traveler, can I ask one thing of you?"
"Come with me and learn this science?" chong San replied while chuckling.
Zhang Qiaofeng kowtowed and exclaimed loudly, "Right what grandfather said earlier, I would love to come with grandfather to learn that science! Please accept this snot boy as a disciple!"
"Haha, that was my will from the start! I accept you, Zhang Qiaofeng as my friend and entertainer L–ekhm, I mean my student! You have to obey all my orders, like helping me clean the house and cook. You can cook, a woman can cook!!"
Hearing that excited thunderous remark, Zhang Qiaofeng gulped his hard-earned saliva, for some reason there was a doubt in him.
"Sorry teacher, I have a husband!"
"Sorry my sweet student, you just got married a few days after today. And you'd mind."
The girl's face paled, she was about to get up and undo the intention to become a disciple. Putting aside the oddity because Chong San knew that he was not actually married at the moment, he felt that this one grandfather was no different from the young men of the red district.
Before he could get up from his prostration, there was a soft delicate hand that touched his head. A slow voice full of patience...
"Muridku. I'll help you..."
For some reason, this last remark aroused respect and disdain in Zhang Qiaofeng's heart, so he replied in a shiver full of vibrations.
"Well.guru...."
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