The Fragrant Wood Swordsman
pk 02 part 2

Keng Hong looked over with wide eyes and a thumping chest. He saw how the old man sitting cross-legged was completely motionless, still closing his eyes but the smile in his mouth clearly contained ridicule, it was as if the grandfather was holding back his tingling and forcing himself not to laugh.

He himself was amused and wanted to laugh watching the behavior of the nine people who he considered like shameless clowns or like a bunch of dogs about to fight over bones. From where he hid, the sword in front of the old grandfather was indeed like a piece of bone. But how could he possibly laugh if he saw that the nine people had now pulled out all the weapons?

At another moment when Keng Hong's gaze became glare and blurred, his ears were like deafness when the sound of frenzied gunshots rattled out, his eyes seeing rays flashing. He was stunned and could hardly believe the look in his own eyes.

The bodies of the nine old men had disappeared and what appeared now was only the twisting shadows wrapped in various rays, there were red, white, green and yellow. His voice was also very noisy, there was an explosive sound like thunderbolts, hissing sound like an angry snake, a squealing sound like a storm wind, squealing like a raging and contradictory wind, the sound of hissing like an angry snake, like there are many blacksmiths working!

In the midst of all the frenzy and the twinkling rays, it was clear that old geezer was still sitting cross-legged with his mouth smiling widely. The wooden sword was still lying dead in front of his feet.

The chaotic battle was intense and especially the attention of each one was aimed at preventing the other from taking the sword. So, until a long time no casualties, what else because they are made up of people who have reached a high level in silat science. Without them realizing it, they were helping each other in that chaotic battle.

Even if his eyes are closed, Sin-jiu Kiam-ong's ears can catch the match and his heart is twisted, but his eyes are wide open. This is the nature of man throughout the universe, he thought. The battle between these great figures reflected the state of affairs in the world, reflecting a very foolish and funny human disposition, as if the humans of this world were playing the role of ludicrous clowns!

Humans in this world always hit each other, fighting each other for the satisfaction of personal passions that they call ideals. In fact, in reality they only fight for position, or name, or property, or gratification of lust. To achieve this ‘cita-’, they do not hesitate to drop each other slander, blame each other, mock each other, cheat each other, harm each other and what if necessary kill each other!

The great devours the small, the small annexes the smaller, while the great is engulfed by the greater! The position, the glory, the big names, the possessions, the beautiful things, the beautiful women were fought shamelessly as if all of them would bring happiness in each other's lives.

Though, and this has been experienced by Sin-jiu Kiam-ong during his decades-long adventure, everything is empty. All of that will be destroyed after his enjoyment, not the happiness obtained, but too often even bring bitterness. Because the winner will be drunk and staked in the eyes and heart of the loser who is full of envy and revenge, the losers will be drunk with vengeance and curious so seek every effort to bring back the victorious!

Suddenly there was a laughing voice. The deafening sound of laughter, which made Keng Hong suddenly collapse to his knees as both of his legs shivered. It seemed to flash three black shadows and the match that had been chaotic suddenly stopped because the nine people were slammed to the left right.

Now the nine of them were standing ready on standby with faces full of sweat, wild eyes fiercely looked at the three people who suddenly appeared and who at the same time made those nine famous figures of high knowledge was slammed to the left right.

Keng Hong was now able to stand back up and he lurked, looking at the three people. His heart was pounding hard and his mouth was gawking, his eyes were wide open, his heart was covered in horror. Certainly not this human who appeared, but the three demons occupying the forest.

Never before had Keng Hong seen people who had such terrifying faces and bodies. The first person was a grandmother whose hair was reddish, coarse dreadlocks and rickety covered part of her face. The face itself was red like a braised shrimp, its mouth grinning exposing its large, long teeth so that its lips could not close and it was always grinning.

His clothes from black silk develop red with tight cuts to stick to the skin of his body, print his body like a naked so that it looks how a pair of breasts are big like a watermelon. This grandmother did not hold a weapon, but ten fingernails long and tapered like ten reddish-black knives, terrible!

The second person was a grandfather who was the same age as the grandmother, approximately eighty years old. His body was large like a giant, of course there were at least two meters, large and his skin was charcoal black full of fur. What if he does not wear clothes he certainly deserves to be called a forest person.

Her clothes were also of flourishing colored silk. Because the skin of his face was also black like charcoal, then the eyes appeared wide white seeds creepy. His ears are like elephant ears, wide. What was horrifying was a pair of small skulls, presumably children's skulls, which were hanging on both steel chains, he said, two skulls that had blackened and seemed to harden like iron because the two skulls had been soaked in poison for decades.

There was a third person, even though it was not a big height creepy, but it was quite terrible because of its unusual shape. The body is small kate, but the head is very large and oval shaped like a pumpkin. His face was narrow with a pair of eyes that were only two small lines, his attitude was quiet and pious. His right hand holds a hudtim (the name of the god) whose handle is black but whose feathers are white. Both of his arms were choking and his lips were always twitching like one reading a prayer!

The ones laughing were the big high granny and grandfather. Now even the big tall grandfather still laughed so that two small skulls hanging on his waist also moved and clashed with each other to make a sound as if the two skulls also laughed.