The Fragrant Wood Swordsman

The Fragrant Wood Swordsman
pk 08 part 7


However, it was fortunate for him that the late teacher's padlins were pressed to the sinkang and ginkang so that his body that dodged and jumped here and there was much faster than the movements of the bullies so that they became confused because to them, the young man's body seemed to vanish and twinkle as if the young man had turned into a shadow that was hard to attack.


Seeing how easily and freely he was able to move between his brackets which in his view moved so slowly, there was excitement in Keng Hong's heart. Only now did he understand why his temperature had once emphasized sinkang and ginkang exercises.


Perhaps, a very short time when he studied first has been filled with the basis of the main requirements in silat science, namely speed of movement and strength in. Now, after he could easily avoid all attacks by relying on the speed of his movements, he began to attack and how easy it was to knock them down. With a single slap or kick he has been able to knock down a bully.


Keng Hong then went berserk. Although it is seen by the eyes of others he was ganged and surrounded, but in fact, one by one of the bullies he can collapse and the longer the braking becomes more chaotic.


Suddenly there were the cries of the bullies who had lost seven friends who had been knocked down by Keng Hong. The gangsters on the outside fell down and in the blink of an eye only five people collapsed!


Keng Hong glanced and looked at his sharp eyes could only see white rays flashed. So, understand him that there are people who have helped him by using secret weapons to knock down the bullies.


He became elated and back two people could he collapse with a slap of both hands. The gangsters became more panicked and eventually fled, leaving friends dead or injured.


"Good friends who have helped, please like it out!" Keng Hong yelled out a call after all his bullies left. But there was no answer, nor did there seem to be any movement behind the trees. It was silent, except for the moaning sound that came out of the mouths of the wounded.


"He's gone, In-kong..."


Keng Hong turned his body, seeing that Ciang Bi had been standing in the doorway of the temple with eyes filled with admiration and gratitude to him. Now the girl calls it ‘in-kong’ (helper master).


"Who is she, Miss?"


"Come on, but I saw the white-clothed shadow of a woman behind the tree. He helped you by hiding, of course he's gone now. Of course In-kong knows him."


Heart beating of Keng Hong. A good-looking white-clothed girl? Who else if not Biauw Eng? He approached the five men who had collapsed and saw that they were dead, their temples were crushed by spiked white balls that he knew as the secret weapon of Biauw Eng!


Ahhh, back the girl has helped him. Why do we need to help while hiding? Why not meet him?


"In-kong must know that shrewd girl, right?"


Keng Hong nodded, then asked, "What about your sister?"


The girl looked with gratitude. "Thanks to your help, my sister has fallen in heat. Thanks to your help, we sisters are still able to breathe to this day. Don't know how we'll be able to repay your great bud." Suddenly the girl dropped to her knees.


Once jumping, Keng Hong had already arrived in front of the girl, held her shoulders and lifted her up. His blood rippled as he touched both shoulders. From the outside of the shirt he could feel how smooth the skin of the shoulders was. Quickly he let go of both his hands after Ciang Bi got up.


"Don't pay too much respect, miss. I have said that everything I do is not a favor, but an obligation. Now we have to get out of here. This place is so unkind and unpleasant to live here." He looked at the bodies and the wounded. "Let's find another place to take care of your sister until she recovers."


Ciang Bi nodded and Keng Hong then entered the temple. Sim Lai Sek, the sixteen-year-old teenager, had his fever down and only his body was still weak. He smiled and his pale face shone with admiration as he looked at Keng Hong.


"You are great and very good, Taihiap..," he said weakly.


Keng Hong did not reply, only bowing and leaning towards him as he said, "We should go and look for somewhere else."


The young man looked sad. "I can walk on my own, Taihiap."


"You are still weak and we need to make a quick trip away from this place" said Keng Hong who immediately ran away from the temple, followed by Ciang Bi.


They ran out of the forest without even saying a word. Ciang Bi was always smiling and occasionally hurled awe-inspiring and grateful kerling towards the young man who was leaning on his sister. Keng Hong ran away daydreaming because his mind was full of Biauw Eng shadows that he thought were very strange, helping him clandestinely and unwilling to meet him.


As night fell, they were forced to stop their journey. Fortunately they got a large field of fields and there were some small huts, where farmers shelter and guard the rice fields.


It was quiet in that place and the sky was clear. Even though there was no moon that night, the stars filled the sky and not a single shadow of a tree darkened the place.


Keng Hong laid Lai Sek's body inside a hut, then he went to look for food for them. There was also Ciang Bi looking after his sister who was still very weak.


"Cici, she's so kind, '" the teenager told her brother after Keng Hong's shadow vanished in the gloomy weather.


The girl nodded, pensive until a long time later her sister whispered.


"He's very shrewd. Whose student is he, Cici? From which group?"


The girl shook her head while taking a deep breath. His entire feeling was covered with the shadow of Keng Hong, his chest and head was filled with the young man who was very attractive to his heart.


"I don't know.., we haven't talked about it yet..."


"Ehhh, why is that, Cici? We have been helped, released from death threats twice, even he continues to look after and care for me. We need to know who he is, what his situation is and from what group. However, such a big favor we must repay later. Even we have to report to the temperature so that Hoa-san-pai can return his cultivation."