He only realized when he saw this troop stopped right in front of him, and the girl's sharp, clear eyes looked at him with probing eyes. As well as
the eyes of twelve of his men! Because amazed to see the attitude of the girl dressed in black and whiteclearly imagining that gallantry, Gold Flute stopped walking and looked intently.
After meeting eyes for a moment, the girl immediately rebuked in a loud voice, her words fullauthority like the voice of someone who used to command, "Aren't you the Gold Flute?"
Gold Flute smiled. In his eyes, it was funny how this very young girl behaved like thatparent. He could guess that this kind of girl must have an important position in the king's city, so he didn't dare to be reckless and he bowed respectfully, raising his hands in front of his chest. "It's true what Miss said. People call me Kim-siauw-eng (Golden Flute Warrior)."
"From the kingdom of Sung?" interrupted the lady in a fierce voice.
“It is true that I came from the king city of the Sung Kingdom,” Gold Flute answered honestly.
The girl's men let out grunting soundsdissatisfied, and their eyes were all full of suspicion.
"What do you want to enter our country? Do you want to spy on our kingdom?" The girl stepped forward now, her attitude threatening.
The Golden Flute saw how her hands went to her waist and he knew that her belt was a strange and fine weapon. Namely a pair of ropes at the end of which there is a shiny ball the size of a fist, like a whip but using a pendulum at the end. He knows that this kind of weapon is very difficult to play, so it is rarely used by martial arts experts in the world of kang-ouw. If this girl was able to play it, it already imagined how skilled this young girl was.
If only Flute Emas frankly admitted that she was the grandson of Beng-kauwcu (Chairman of Beng-kauw), of courseeverything will work out. But the Gold Flute was too excited and strained his heart to appear so easily, not to mention seeing this young girl, he felt amazed and wanted to try his skill. For this reason, he did not immediately introduce himself as Beng-kauwcu's grandson, but instead answered carelessly. "Is there a ban on entering Nan-cao Country? I just want to have a look, not spy on anyone. Hope that Miss and Miss's men don't bother me so that after leavingI will tell you from Nan-cao how kind the people of Nan-cao are to foreigners."
"To ordinary guests, we won't care. However, Golden Flute is a fairly well-known name, a character from the Sung Kingdom. Therefore, you should come with us to meet the vice-leader of Beng-kauw, becauseonly he will decide whether you may enter our king's city or not."
Gold Flute pretended to be angry and furrowed his brows. "Where are there rules like that? I was rightGold Flute, but not a villain!"
"Evil or good cannot be measured by nicknames at all!" said the girl. "Since you entered our territory, you should obey our rules. Now give me your weapon and you will come to meet the vice chairman of Beng-kauw!"
The girl's words were firm and sharp. Golden Flute pretended not to understand and shrugged his broad shoulders as he said, "I have never carried a weapon in my life."
The young girl laughed mockingly. He meant to mock, but his laugh was really sweet and people couldn't be hurt by this laugh. "Who doesn't know that the flute on your waist is your powerful weapon?"
"The flute is not a weapon, but a musical instrument that creates melodious sounds to comfort the sorrowful heart. If your heart is troubled, little lady, let me blow it to cheer you up."
A pair of arched black eyebrows moved upwards, a pair of clear eyes emitting light. "Don't be so fussy. In short, are you willing to surrender gracefully or are you willing to use force?"
"Hem, hem, to think that Nan-cao likes to use violence. I wish I knew what kind of violence it was?" The Gold Flute was playing tricks on purpose.
The girl was very angry. With a hand gesture he ordered his men while shouting, "Arrest him! Take his flute!"
The twelve uniformed people as soon as they received the order quickly moved and collided with the Golden Flutes. Their movements were agile and strong because they were well-trained people, and were the lowest level disciples of Beng-kauw. According to the girl's orders, they didn'tuses a weapon, but crashes and tries to catch the Golden Flute and snatches the flute tucked into his belt.
The girl saw how the Golden Flute didn't even move or move from its place, nor did it dodge, only moved its arms, but as a result… her men were thrown back and forth! Every time one of his men bumped into him, of course this person was thrown andI fell so hard that I couldn't get up for a moment. In just a few minutes, all twelve of his men had collapsed, groaning and rubbing the bumps on their heads and their accomplices getting blisters on their skin.
The girl was not playing angry. "Back off you all!" he snapped, and in another moment he had already let go of his pair of whips.
"Wuuut… tar-tar…!" the pair of whips swung and circled overhead in strange circles and emitted a gurgling sound of wind interspersed with explosions as the motion of the rope was grabbed and jerked. Like two dragons running amok, the pair of whips had already flown up and attacked the Gold Flute, as the orbs at the end swooped down towards the path of blood on the neck and knees!
"Good…!" Gold Flute exclaimed in admiration.
With joy he then moved his body, serving the fury of this pair of whips with his bare hands. Because it was understood that the pair of balls at the end of the whip were not to be taken lightly, the Golden Flute then fought with Bian-sin-kun's punches (Sacred Cotton Hands) while exerting the knowledge of lightening the body so that he could dodge here and there quickly and lightly, and sometimes -sometimes he parried and pushed the balls with his palms that turned soft as cotton.
quietlyGold Flute admired the young girl's movements. The martial arts that the young girl played were truly high-level martial arts. It only had to be admitted that the girl's inner strength wasn't that perfect yet so to her, the young girl was not a tough opponent. Meanwhile, seeFlute Gold shrewdness, one of the twelve men had run to report to his superiors.
The Golden Flute, who just wanted to play around and try his opponent's skills, naturally didn't want to knock down the Young Lady. If he wanted, he could easily beat the girl, but he was reluctanthurting someone he didn't see as an enemy at all. Several times he jumped back saying, "That's enough, Miss. Let's go to Beng-kauwcu!"
However the young lady was already angry and curious. He was known as the smartest young man in Nan-cao and his pair of whips rarely stood a chance against him. Why did he meet an opponent today who faced him with his bare hands but so far away he has not been able to touch the opponent's body with a pair of balls at the end of his whip? Curiosity and embarrassmentmade him angry. Regardless of the peaceful Gold Flute's invitation, he charged forward!
However, with a strange movement, the Gold Flute met his charge and suddenly the pair of balls at the end of the whip had been caught by the pair of Gold Flute's hands. The girl exclaimed loudly, tugging
his whip, but to no avail, the pair of orbs remained in Flute Gold's hands so that the two whips could no longer be moved! The girl was slamming her legs, screaming, exerting effort to no avail.
"Tar-tar-tar!!"
The sound of this explosion was so great, followed by a roll of black light that blinded the eyes flashed above the head of the Golden Flute. Surprised by the Golden Flute, he quickly released a pair of balls and then jumped backwards.
"Susiok (Uncle Teacher), hope Susiok likes to give this arrogant human a beating!" the girl shouted as she jumped back and put away her pair of whips that the Gold Flute had previously rendered powerless.
When Gold Flute looked, it turned out that the one who was strumming the black whip with such a powerful voice was a man over fifty years old, his clothes were simple like that of a farmer, his head was covered with a wide hat, his face was haunted and his eyes were sharp. His right hand held the hilt of a whip, which was as simple as a shepherd's whip, but the color of the whip was glistening black.
"Susiok, he is a Golden Flute from the Sung Kingdom. He is a very arrogant person, I asked him to be nice to Susiok, he didn't want to and fought back with violence!" the girl also said, complaining and her lips were half wet, almost crying because her heart was really excited, angry and curious why today everyonehis cleverness is completely unappreciated and is of no use!
"Hmm… hemm…!" the grandfather muttered as he glared at the Gold Flute.
The Gold Flute on the other hand was also looking at her intently. Secretly he wondered who this grandfather was. It's obvious it's not Pat-jiu Sin-ong, his grandfather. Even if he hasn't seen each other for dozens of years, he will never forget the Pat-jiu Sin-ong he once saw. This grandfather is a child of that girl, of course, has extraordinary intelligence.
"Hope Lo-enghiong will forgive you. In fact, it was never my intention to provoke a fight. It's just that Miss is too… too fierce…"
"The name Suling Emas is already well-known here. Now the people came and didn't heed the rules, even knocked down the security guard and made fun of the daughter of Ji-kauwcu (Second head)! But don't be proud of your victory yet, Suling Emas, because above it there is still I,deputy chairman and above me there is still Ji-kauwcu and Twa-kauwcu (First Chairman)! You take my whip!"
The words were closed with a flash of black light followed by an explosion like thunder above the Gold Flute's head. Gold Flute was shocked and quickly drew his flute and parried it. He understood that facing this grandfather was much different from facing the girl earlier, so he was forced to use his flute. When the black light flashed down, he moved his flute to parry it.
"Plaque…!!!" the tip of the whip bounced back when it met the flute and the old man with the hat let out a startled cry. The palm that was holding the whip felt hot and the whip flipped hard, a sign that this young opponent was really powerful in his strength.
"Good! I hope you really are shrewd!" he cried and now his whip struck with lightning speed so that his body disappeared, wrapped in the light of a rolling black whip.
Two kinds of feelings stirred up in the Gold Flute's heart. He felt sorry and worried why his arrival had caused a fight with the Beng-kauw people who were led by his grandfather, but besides this he also felt happy and amazed that the Beng-kauw people turned out to havegreat intelligence. He felt happy and proud. So the intention arose in his heart to keep trying without the intention of harming the opponent. With this in mind, he then played Kiam-hoat's powerful Pat-sian art.
As soon as the Golden Flute played this powerful skill, the opponent was immediately pushed hard. The circles formed by the black light were getting smaller and narrower, hemmed in by the golden yellow light that was getting bigger and bigger. The Golden Flute only rendered the opponent powerless to attack him again, then he would automatically retreat, so the refined beam did not attack but suppressed.
Suddenly the grandfather's movements changed and now from the circles of black light came deafening explosions. The Golden Flute was shocked and he became even more amazed, he didn't expect that in this state of urgency, this old man was still able to issue knowledge accompanied by khi-kang so great that if the opponent was not strong enough, of course he would be affected by the sound of this explosion and would become chaotic. martial arts game. So the Golden Flute immediately moved the flute in such a way that amidst the sound of the explosion came a high, ear-piercing shrill, the sound of the flute itself sounding like being blown by the mouth.
Suddenly the sound of explosions and the shrill sound of the flute stopped. The two weapons had metin the air and endsthe whip entangles the flute, it can't be released anymore! The old man tried his best to let go of his whip, but in vain and when the Golden Flute moved his hand, the whip slipped from Grandpa's grip! At another moment, Flute Gold had taken a whip and handed the weapon over to its owner while holding it.
Grandpa's face was pale for a moment red. Suddenly he let out a loud grunt, his body lunged forward sending a death punch towards the Gold Flute's chest.
"Sute (Junior Brother)! Stand back and hold back your anger!" This sound sounded so powerful that it seemed as if the old man's body was being held back and he automatically canceled his intention to attack, but instead lunged back and received his whip from the hands of the Golden Flute. He then stepped back with a bowed face,but a pair of eyes looking out from under the cap were fiery.
Suling Emas looked to her right and was surprised to see another grandfather whose attitude was very dignified. Even this grandfather is not Pat-jiu Sin-ong Liu Gan, but has a face that is similar to the Beng-kauw leader. An old man with a cool face, sharp eyes, a straight and upright body, holding a stick. With one glance, awe and respect arose in Flute Emas' heart.
Quickly he stepped forward and bowed respectfully while saying, "I, the young one, apologize profusely for causing a commotion that I really didn't want here. Please Locianpwe love to forgive."
The old man nodded, then waved his cane. "Young man, you must be the one named Golden Flute. What is your relationship with Kim-mo Taisu?"
The Gold Flute was startled and he felt relieved that he wasI wasn't being reckless. It turned out that this grandpa was really great, one glance could recognize the moves he inherited from his teacher. With a respectful gesture he answered, "The late Kim-mo Taisu was my teacher, Lo-cianpwe."
"Aaahh…? The deceased, you say..?"
"Temperature passed away a few years ago, more or less five years."
"No wonder you are shrewd, I think Kim-mo Taisu's student. Young man, Kim-mo Taisu is Beng-kauw's best friend. You as his student, why have you come to cause trouble with Beng-kauw? What do you want?"
Suling Emas' face was red and she quickly answered, "Not once, Lo-cianpwe. Never have I ever dared to stir up trouble with Beng-kauw. In fact, I just entered this king's city, then was intercepted and was about to be arrested. I didn't have bad intentions..."
"Then what do you want by coming here?"
"I… I beg to see… Pat-jiu Sin-ong, the honorable head of Beng-kauw."
The old man stroked his beard and smiled."Young people, it's not easy for outsiders to come to Beng-kauwcu. You can convey all matters to me. I am Ji-kauwcu Liu Mo…."
"Aaahh, so Lo-cianpwe is still Beng-kauwcu's sibling…?"
"I'm his biological sister," replied the grandfather smiling. "Or you can pass it on to my daughter Liu Hwee who is in charge of the security guard." He pointed at the young girl earlier so that the Golden Flute was shocked again.
With wide eyes he looked at the beautiful young girl earlier, who turned out to be… his aunt! If Liu Mo is Beng-kauwcu's grandfather's sister, then this grandpa's child with a cane, that is, the young girl who attacked him earlier, is his aunt.
"You can also convey your business to my sute, whose name is Kauw Bian Cinjin. Now, I have introduced all the parties who clashed with each other earlier, which I hope will not be continued anymore. Suling Emas, say what you want to convey to Twa-kauwcu. "
Suddenly the Gold Flute knelt down in front of that old man named Liu Mo. Without hesitationhe knelt down. Wasn't this grandfather also his young grandfather, his maternal uncle?
"A thousand pardons, Lo-cianpwe, however… I can only speak in front of… Beng-kauwcu himself…."
Liu Mo was secretly astonished and looked at him with probing eyes. He knew that this young man was very powerful. From the battle with his sute earlier he understood that even he himself would not necessarily be able to defeat the Golden Flute. But why was this young warrior so groveling, kneeling in front of him? And all this was done in earnest, without the slightest hint of pretense or falsehood. After exchanging glances with Kauw Bian Cinjin, he replied briefly, "Golden Flute, of course there is a very important reason why you insist on going to Beng-kauwcu. Come on, you come with us."
With a pounding heart the Golden Flute followed the old man. Behind him walked Kauw Bian Cinjin with Liu Hwee, then followed by his men. However, after arriving in front of a large, spooky and majestic building, the troops stopped and united with the guards who stood in a row on either side of the gate and continued to the pavilion in a haunted manner and in neat lines. The front row immediately knelt on one knee. But their attitude is still upright and in a state of readiness.
The line of guards alternated and leveled from the front to the inside, then at the deepest there was a line of women troops with swords and their demeanor was cool and dashing. Along the walls of the room they passed there were very beautiful paintings and decorative letters, no less beautiful than the rooms in King Sung's palace! And finally they entered a large room whose doors were painted red.
When entering this room, Liu Mo and Kauw Bian Cinjin immediately stood aside in a respectful mannerafter bending down. Meanwhile, Liu Hwee immediately fell to his knees. Golden Flute looked forward, at an old man sitting alone on a big chair, the grandfather he knew as Pat-jiu Sin-ong who met his temperature a dozen years ago.
Pat-jiu Sin-ong Liu Gan was very old, his face was full of wrinkles and his indifferent eyes were clouded and gloomy. He swept the incoming with his eyes, then with a frown he listened to Liu Mo's report about the Golden Flute who respectfully asked to see Beng-kauwcu.
"You Flute Gold?" the chairman's voice thundered and echoed in the great room.
Suling Emas felt deeply moved after meeting her father and mother face to face. This emotion choked his neck and at that question he was only able to nod silently.
"You are Kim-mo Taisu's student?"
The Gold Flute returned only nodded.
"Suheng, Kim-mo Taisu was killed five years ago according to this young man's narrative," said Liu Mo.
Pat-jiu Sin-ong furrowed his thick, white eyebrows. "Hmm, during his life Kwee Seng never wanted to lose to me. After he died did he order his disciple to continue his stubborn disposition? Heh, young man, you accept this!" Pat-jiu Sin-ong's right hand grabbed the cup of wine on the table and then he threw the cup up. The goblet of wine spun overhead, then hurtled down toward the Gold Flute!
Suling Emas was quite vigilant and she understood that the attack which relied entirely on cassava was very formidable. Even though this grandfather is his mother's father, he also has to maintain the great name of his teacher. Compared to his grandfather, it seemed that his teacher was much more meritorious and kind to him. He quickly got into a stance, mobilized the sink and pushed his hands forward, welcoming the cup. The cup that was flying and was in the middle distance between the two people, now stopped in the air, stopped by the air of the Gold Flute's fist. They each put forth their strength, Pat-jiu Sin-ong with his right arm straight ahead, while the Golden Flute with both hands straight out too, defended himself.
Liu Mo, Kauw Bian Cinjin, and Liu Hwee looked on with concern and worry. They were aware of the great power of the Beng-kauw leader, and after knowing that this young man was not their enemy,why should be blamed? However, how surprised and amazed they were when the cup could not move even an inch forward, it remained suspended in the air, neither moving forward nor backward.
"Prakkk!" suddenly the cup shattered into pieces and the Gold Flute stepped back three steps with a slight gasp. There was also Pat-jiu Sin-ong, with a face full of sweat, laughing wildly, then slapped the table so that a loud sound was heard.
"Kwee Seng! You are really stubborn! You have passed all your knowledge on to this boy, presumably to prove that you still don't want to lose to me! Ah, devil is stubborn. If you had only wanted to be my son-in-law, you would not have been crushed now and I won't be this lonely! Kwee Seng... Lu Sian... you guys broke my heart!"
The old man covered his face with his hands and with a pale face saw Flute Gold seeing how tears flowed from between his fingers! Pat-jiu Sin-ong is crying! Pat-jiu Sin-ong regrets why his mother, Liu Lu Sian, was not his old wife!
Golden Flute could not hold back his emotion and he knelt before Pat-jiu Sin-ong's feetthen said, "Kong-kong, I am your grandson..., I am Kam Bu Song... only son of mother Liu Lu Sian"
Pat-jiu Sin-ong slowly lowered his hands. His eyes widened at Gold Flute's upturned face, then slowly his hands moved forward, catching the face between his hands. Her lips moved and whispered, "You... you're the son...? Right! It's this
her eyes, her mouth...! You... my granddaughter!"
"Bark…!" Bu Song held back her tears and briefly told about her parents and how since she was little she had lived alone so that she finally became a student of Kim-mo Taisu.
Hearing this, Pat-jiu Sin-ong Liu Gan then embraced him, thenpulled the Golden Flute up, patting him on the shoulder proudly. "Wow, you are really great! You are my grandson! Ha-ha-ha, not disappointed I have a grandson like this! Thank you, Kwee Seng! Ha-ha-ha!"
Gold Flute as a young person who knows manners and rules, immediately faced Liu Moand kneel too. "Please forgive all my presumptuous behavior earlier."
Liu Mo picked it up, as well as Kauw Bianring. The two old men laughed and moved with joythey. Then Kwee Seng leaned towards Liu Hwee and said, "Please Aunt also forgive me."
Her pretty face suddenly turned red. However, Liu Hwee's character was cheerful, he laughed and pretended to be angry, "Wow, how can I suddenly have such a big nephew? Come on, you naughty nephew, you have to kneel seven times in front of your aunt, then I like to give mercy!"
Gold Flute was confused, finally he really wanted to kneel seven times in front of his fierce aunt, but Liu Mo prevented and this old man snapped at his son, "Hwee-ji (Hwee's child), don't play crazy!" Everyone then laughed.
"One thing I beg Kong-kong, both Uncle Grandfather and Aunt, that I want to remain as a Golden Flute. I have erased the name Mrs. Song from my heart and memory. Let me remain called a Golden Flute and no one will know the origins of I."
Pat-jiu Sin-ong Liu Gan frowned and stared intently at his grandson's face, then he took a deep breath. "Young is already that bitter. Presumably the sins of your parents befall you. All right, Flute Gold."
SinceThat day, Flute Emas lived together with her mother's family. His grandfather loved him very much,also Liu Mo, Kauw Bian Cinjin, and Liu Hwee. His grandfather, who loved him very much, also passed on high supernatural powers to him so that during his stay in Nan-cao, the Golden Flute became more mature and more powerful.
But staying too long inside a grand building, in a safe, secure country, and surrounded bythe family who loved him so much did not make Flute Emas feel at home. His warrior soul wants to devote his knowledge to helping the weak and oppressed, defending truth and justice, fighting evil and eradicating abominations. His adventurous spirit longs for wild life in the wild, wandering from one place to another, sleeping on grass under the roof of the sky. Because of that, only a few months later the Golden Flute had already said goodbye to Grandpa to live his own life, the life of a warrior and adventurer.
However, he did not forget about the Sung Kingdom either. Often in his overseas, he stopped in this kingdom, entered the palace and immediately entered the library to satisfy his lust to read ancient books. He took care of it in such a way that he would not meet his ex-girlfriend, namely Suma Ceng. If you don't diligently read the book for months in the library building of the Sung Kingdom, of course the Golden Flute will wander and always perform heroic deeds, defend those who are oppressed, beat up those who are arbitrary, based on truth and justice. The name Flute Emas became more and more famous in all corners. Only one thing is still disappointingwho began to be amused by the performance of his duties as a noble warrior, namely that during that time he had not even known about the condition of his biological mother!
Together with the development of the name Suling Emas as a powerful warrior, in the world of kang-ouwthe names of six devil humans appeared who were powerful and ferocious, so they were given the nickname Thian-te Liok-koai (Six World Devils). They are It-gan Kai-ong, an old, one-eyed bum who is none other than Pouw Kee Lui or Pouw-kai-ong, the second is Siang-mou Sin-ni, a long-haired beautiful woman who is none other than Coa Kim. Bwee the concubine of Emperor Hou-han, the third is Hek-giam-lo the Khitan figure who is none other than Bayisan. The fourth is Cui-beng-kui the Spirit Chasing Demon who was formerly Ma Thai Kun, the sect of Pat-jiu Sin-ong. The fifth and sixth are Toat-beng Koai-jin who was formerly called Bhe Kiu and Tok-sim Lo-tong who was formerly named Bhe Ciu, two students of Kong Lo Sengjin.
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Thank you very much to your kind followers and readers. Until here the story ends and for readers who want to read the continuation of this story, it will come. Titled Bloodstained Love.