The Fragrant Wood Swordsman
pk 08 part 6

The slender body was dense and even though it was now covered in Keng Hong's oversized robe, it was still unable to hide its voluptuous shape.

Even if they were speechless, Keng Hong did not feel lonely. But the girl who understood how the pair of eyes of the person she admired looked at her with admiration, became unsettled and finally she said softly,

"Cia-taihiap, how will I be able to repay your great cultivation? Let me and my brother always pray for your happiness..."

"Hhhh, Miss, why is this so awkward? Forget what I've done because it's all nothing but the execution of the duty of a human being who must help another human being who is being hit by misfortune."

"You're brave and wise, reach out..."

The girl looked over and for a moment looked at their eyes clinging to each other. Keng Hong was able to catch the rays of intimacy emanating from the eye behind the lashes, but only for a moment because the girl had quickly lowered her face again.

Suddenly there was a scream from inside the temple. The two quickly darted into the temple like a race, and together they entered the room where Lai Sek had collapsed and slept.

Now the teenager was awake, but still collapsed and looked very agitated. His mouth let out angry cries like people were fighting, his accomplices were twitching, but his eyes were wailing. Keng Hong breathed a sigh of relief. The young man was just delirious.

"He's got a fever!" Ciang Bi exclaimed worriedly as he touched his sister's neck. Keng Hong fumbled at the young man's forehead and it turned out that the young man was attacked by a hot fever.

"Let me find medicine in the hamlet to fight the fever" said Keng Hong and without waiting for an answer he had run to the hamlet. The owner of the drugstore happily gave the wound a fever repellent, then this young man quickly returned again into the forest.

It could be imagined how angry his heart was when he saw that in front of the temple it was already filled with people he knew were the people who had been gnawing at the hatred and the younger brother. Their number was now no less than thirty people and at the very front stood a large red-faced tall man carrying a large machete.

This tall man was talking to Ciang Bi, pointing his machete at the girl who was acting calm with a sword in hand, and was ready to serve a gnaw. Keng Hong sped up his run and with a beautiful movement he leaped over their caged heads, directly descending near Ciang Bi. The face of this girl was radiant to see the arrival of her helper.

Keng Hong paid no heed to the big height, even he gave the package of medicine to the girl as he said, "Miss, you just leave these rats to me. Cook this medicine and drink it to your sister."

The girl hesitated, sweeping the criminals with her eyes. Presumably he felt heavy leaving the young man who helped him alone to face so many criminals, what else was now led by their heads that seemed strong and shrewd.

"Will but..."

"Don't argue, better hurry up and help your sister. I can serve them ..."

"Ready, put on my sword..."

"thank you. No need. Facing all sorts of rotten rats, what's the need to dirty your sword?"

"What do you want? Dozens of big tall men urged and disturbed a young girl and her sick sister, what an act so not gallant!"

The chief criminal was approximately forty years old. His body imagined a very strong energy and the blade was very large and strong, his attitude was creepy. His face was red like the face of Kwan Kong the hero of Sam-kok era, with his mustache and beard deep black, his pair of wide eyes were reddish. With his machete movements he pointed towards Keng Hong and his voice was hoarse when he asked his men,

"This is the young man?"

"True him, Twako!" said one of them who had been beaten by Keng Hong.

The chief villain again looked at Keng Hong attentively, as if unable to believe that this young man who was at most only nineteen years old was capable of knocking down his twelve men!

"What's your name?" snapped, his attitude was arrogant and looked down on.

"My name is Cia Keng Hong."

"You're Hoa-san-pai too?"

This question made Keng Hong aware that enci and the younger brother were certainly Hoa-san-pai disciples. His sword is so beautiful. He shook his head and answered,

"I'm not from any party, I'm just someone who happens to pass by and can't stand to see dozens of big tall men ganging on a woman. Why are you not insyaf of cowardice and shame that even now come back disturbing? You better come to your senses and leave, for this deed of yours will only make you despicable and ridiculed by the valiant of the world."

"A cocky boy! Nosy boy! We have our own business with the people from Hoa-san-pai, what is the matter with you? You are tired of living!"

The chief criminal had already lunged with his machete and there was a whooshing sound at the moment the machete struck towards Keng Hong's head. This young man has not been perfect to learn silat and all he has learned are eight techniques of attack and immature swordsmanship, so he is very surprised and quickly jumped back. The jump was very light and fast, but the movement dodged stiff.

This is seen by the head of the criminal whose silat science is quite good as well, then while crying out loudly he came forward again to punch while reading his machete. But once this Keng Hong who was familiar with the danger that threatened him, had already preceded with a punch or push his two hands forward. He used his palm to push while exerting a sinkang.

There was a sound of the great high criminal screaming and falling stranded, spewing fresh blood. His eyes dodged and his life floated at that very instant!

Seeing the collapse of their leader, the rude people became furious. Shouting at them they had already lunged forward, ganged at Keng Hong with their weapons.

Keng Hong who did not have much experience in battle, what more if he was mobbed by thirty people who held sharp weapons, became very confused.