But the young man said, “Miss, we succeeded at the same time. Come on, let's compete in knocking down those two cunning hwesio!"
Lin Lin saw how the two young masters had fled in a hurry seeing how their two teacher uncles had collapsed! Because it was the two young priests who were the culprits of the battle, and the two priests who were actually so insolent, Lin Lin became furious and her body flashed in pursuit. He saw a shadowy figure quickly flashing beside him.
Knowing that the pug youth was not to be outdone, Lin Lin mobilized his ginkang and at another moment he had arrived behind the two hwesio people. His sword snapped and the two hwesio screamed, tumbling to the ground. The two young clerics injured their thighs. Thinking that the two priests were very evil, Lin Lin again moved the sword to kill them.
“Tranggg!” sparks lit up when his sword met the sword in Lie Bok Liong's hand.
“Miss, please don't kill them. They are hwesio-hwesio Siauw-lim!”
“Hwesio Siauw-lim or Hwesio-hwesio Langit, who is afraid? They are evil, if the old Siauw-lim-pai priests defend them, it means they are also evil!”
“Omitohud… harsh, but the truth must be acknowledged…,” came a soft voice and suddenly in front of them stood an old hwesio whose beard was all white, but his face was still fresh and reddish like a young man. This Hwesio was robed in yellow, held a priest's staff and his eyes shone with authority. Seeing this hwesio, Lie Bok Liong immediately raised both hands in front of his chest in salute.
“Cheng Hie Lo-temp! What a coincidence Lo-temperature came. We two young people have had a disagreement with some of the Siauw-lim-pai students, I hope Lo-suhu will give wisdom."
The old Hwesio laughed softly. “Lie-sicu don't need to be shy. The old pinceng (me) has seen and heard everything. Indeed, I have heard of the misbehavior of these four students, but it is only now that I have fainted to see the evidence.” Then he turned his eyes to Lin Lin and said, “Miss, your intelligence is great for someone as young as Miss. It is indeed fitting for the Yellow Iron Sword to be in your hands! These two rebellious Siauw-lim-pai students have made a mistake to you, I hope Miss will forgive them, so that they will be punished later."
Lin Lin was shocked not to play. This old Hwesio could know everything, even about his sword, a sword stolen from the palace storeroom. Certainly a highly educated man, he thought. He was indeed angry with the two hwesio who were impudent, but now his heart is satisfied because there is a Siauw-lim-pai frontman who takes care of him and wants to punish him.
“It's up to Lo-temperature. I believe Lo-suhu will really give a heavy punishment, otherwise Lo-suhu will be helping bad people!”
The old hwesio's face turned slightly pale, but he just laughed and stared. Lie Bok Liong then asked Lin Lin to leave, “Come on, after Cheng Hie Lo-shuhu, of course they will get their share. Cheng Hie Lo-shuhu is famous as a guardian of the actions and actions of the students of Siauw-lim-pai and the world knows only his wisdom and justice. Lo-temperature, please let us go.”
Cheng Hie Hwesio moved his hand, nodded. “Go... go carefully, young people. My prayers and blessings are with you both…”
Lin Lin was taken aback, about to get angry at the pug youth. How nice, he thought, to walk around as if he was indeed a traveling companion. Don't even know! However, seeing the hwesio's demeanor that was so gentle and kind, it made his heart uncomfortable to cause a commotion in front of him. He nodded and walked away with Lie Bok Liong who led his horse.
For a long time they walked side by side, not saying anything, not even glancing at each other. It was as if they couldn't remember that next to them was another person walking. Of course not
Bok Liong was immediately excited by this agile girl, and he walked while contemplating, amazed at the change in his own heart. Why did he feel this strange thing, something he had never felt in his life? As for Lin Lin, she was working out words to attack this presumptuous pug young man later after they were away from the old hwesio earlier.
After they came out of the forest and were on a very quiet road, Lin Lin suddenly stopped and said curtly, “Well, now there is no one who will prevent us from making calculations!”
The young man seemed to have just woken up from a dream. He turned and stared in shock. "Calculation? What calculations, Miss?”
“What calculations? Pretend to ask again. You invited a fast race to knock down two cunning hwesio. Who won? I! Then the old Siauw-lim-pai hwesio praised him and apologized. Praising whom and apologizing to whom? I! But you ordered me to come with you! Proud!"
Bok Liong quickly took off, his attitude was serious. “Miss, please don't mess around anymore. I'm sorry if my attitude and words ever offended you. I, Lie Bok Liong, am a real man, and I can see your actions prove that you are an amazing female warrior. Therefore accept my respects, Lady, and to the death I shall not dare to take up arms against you again. I admit defeat and surrender.”
Lin Lin's temper is indeed strange. In all things he always did not want to lose. If people are tough on him, he doesn't want to lose hard, if people are fierce, he will be even more fierce. Now Bok Liong is humble and giving in with a serious voice and a serious face, he doesn't want to lose either!
"Well, you were the arrogant one earlier. Even though I also have no enmity with people like you. I know you're not a bad person, but if I don't act tough, people won't notice my skills. Well, I also ask you to understand if I was being stiff earlier. After all, you have helped me deal with those dirty clerics."
Bok Liong's heart was pounding. How happy to see that this lively fierce lady can also speak well. He suppressed a smile and said again. “Miss, thank you for your understanding. We became friends, which is what I've wanted since I saw you beat up the shrewd priests in the forest. Once again, my name is Lie Bok Liong, even though I'm not a big figure in the world of kang-ouw, but I know almost all of kang-ouw's characters, except for big figures who are still young like you. May I know your name and nickname? To be honest, I, who know a lot about martial arts, know the basics of the martial arts movement from Go-bi-pai, Kun-lun-pai, Siauw-lim-pai, Hoa-san-pai and many other silat parties. but completely blind to your extraordinary martial arts, miss.”
Lin Lin felt like she was being rocked on a cloud with pride and joy when she heard the words of praise that honestly came out of the young man's mouth. As he glanced around, this snub-nosed youth had an attractive and pleasant face too, his demeanor honest and polite but not showing off or fawning, the natural demeanor of a person who had their heart set on his face.
A feeling of love arises in his heart accompanied by great trust. What's more, he heard that Bok Liong knew almost all of the characters from Kang-ouw. Who knew this young man could tell him about the Golden Flute, or maybe about his older brother, Bu Song. His face immediately brightened, his eyes were shining, his sweet lips smiled so that the young man felt how suddenly his knees went limp and trembled!
It is indeed great the power of romance that begins to eat away at the heart of a young man. Only the young man in question himself could feel it. When a young man is making love, especially when he is starting to fall in love, everything about the girl he loves looks extraordinary. Eyes sharper than the heirloom sword directly pierced the chest through the back! The smile of a pair of red lips moistened like a thousand sweetness from intoxicating honey and made his head dizzy with dizzy eyes! The shine of white teeth lined up neatly that is only visible behind a pair of fresh lips, is more powerful than lightning that directly strikes the head and enters the body, infiltrating all the bone marrow! It was not too surprising that Bok Lieng stood with his knees shaking when he faced Lin Lin's beaming face.
"You think I'm blind?" thus Lin Lin started her words which now sounded sweet, completely missing her snap. "I even once met you know that you're not a bad person, but I have to be sure first. Twako... yes, I'd rather call you Twako (Brother), because you are definitely older than Sin-ko (Brother Sin). Uh, how old are you?"
Bok Liong couldn't help but smile. After this girl acted jokingly like this, she felt how much brighter the sunlight had become than before. "I'm almost twenty-two years old."
"Well, I guess right. Sin-ko was only twenty years old, I myself was only seventeen. Where have I been? Oh yeah, about the name. My name is Lin Lin, she... Thurs.”
"Kam Lin Lin... your name is really beautiful, Miss."
"Well, if you still call ladies and gentlemen, I will also call you gentlemen. What do you think, Grand Master?”
Bok Liong laughed wildly, then was amazed. This was the first time he could remember laughing so hard his eyes watered. What a wonder. What happened to him?
"Well, what should I say? Ah, you're right. You call me Twako, then you're my sister, Moi-moi."
"Well, it's just so good to talk. To which master would I speak like this? It's another thing about an older sister...”
“You mean, to a good friend like your own brother,” interrupted Bok Liong.
"It's the same, what's the difference? Twako, I saw that your martial arts skills are also very good. Who is your guru?"
If someone else asked this, Bok Liong would not want to explain it. As long as he was in the world of kang-ouw, only a few big figures knew whose student this shrewd young man was. However, towards Lin Lin, who at the same time had knocked his heart captivatingly, he did not dare to lie, let alone not answer. He was afraid that the girl who was now 'tame' and kind to him would go on a rampage again and become hostile to him. There was no calamity for him at that time that would be greater and greater than being antagonized by Lin Lin.
“Miss... er, Lin-moi (Little sister Lin). My teacher is known for her very simple name, in fact, other people including myself never knew her name because she only introduced she (hereditary name), namely She Gan. It is because of this that in the kang-ouw world he is known as Gan-lopek (Old Empek Gan)!”
The smile on Lin Lin's lips widened. “Gan-lopek? Hi-hik! A clown who never takes a bath has a big ass, his mustache and beard are made into an ant nest, and he's most afraid of seeing worms and snakes? Hi-hi-hik, my heart amuses when I think of him!” Lin Lin covered her mouth with her left hand to hide her laughter.
Bok Liong widened his eyes, “What? Have you ever seen Temperature?"
Lin Lin shook her head, holding back her chuckle. It took him a while before he could speak. “I only heard the story from the bald old man. Wow, grandpa and I were laughing until my stomach got hard and grandpa fell from a tree branch," Lin Lin laughed again.
Secretly Bok Liong became unhappy because he felt how hot he was, the person he thought was the greatest in this world, was being laughed at, even though he knew his temperature well enough as a person who was extraordinarily strange and sometimes made jokes. outstanding.
"Hmmm, have you ever heard of the story about Temperature? And the bald old man who said that, did he fall from a tree branch and die?”
Suddenly Lin Lin's laughter stopped. "He? Dead falling from a branch? Ah, Twako, you really don't know him. He was the one who passed down the All-Empty knowledge to me. He's a god-like saint, how can he die from a branch?"
Bok Liong really didn't understand. This girl is extraordinary, he thought. If the bald grandfather of the hoe is teaching science, it means that grandfather is the lady's teacher. But why did this lady call him barefoot, a term that seemed to mock and despise him?
“Ah, then he is a saint? Who is he, or do you not even know his name?”
“Of course I know. He is called Kim-lun Seng-jin… uh, why are you, Liong-twako (Brother Liong)?” Lin Lin was astonished to see the young man jump like a snake bitten and his eyes became very round and wide.
“Kim Lun Seng Jin? Is he your teacher?" asked Bok Lion.
Again Lin Lin shook her head. "No! Not my teacher. He's my best friend.”
Bok Liong was even more surprised. When would this world-renowned great-grandfather, who was on the same level as her teacher, become this girl's best friend?
“But you said earlier that you received knowledge from him. Does that mean that he is your teacher?”
"No! Just casual acquaintances. But his knowledge of All-Empty is fine.” Lin Lin acted as if it was "nothing" to her, she deliberately "installed" this attitude because she saw how surprised Bok Liong was and seemed to really respect Kim-lun Seng-jin!
“Absolutely empty! What a strange name of science. But, Lin-moi, I believe that the knowledge handed down by Kim-lun Seng-jin is absolutely great. Oh, I'm sorry I was being disrespectful. Who would have thought that you are cheap, good friend of Kim-lun Seng-jin Locianpwe (Strong Old Man)? No wonder he could tell me about my Suhu.”
Lin Lin's heart was so happy, his pride was so great that he lifted his chest that was already puffed up. Because he was happy, he wanted to just entertain Bok Liong with sweet words. “But grandpa said that even though Gan-lopek is funny and a big clown, his intelligence is great. So now, seeing your intelligence, I believe in his power."
Now Bok Liong remembered that his eyes were looking at the sword hanging on Lin Lin's waist. Earlier he was very surprised when he heard Cheng Hie Hwesio's words about the Yellow Iron Sword. He also heard about the disappearance of the heirloom sword from the palace treasure vault, and he was still amazed earlier how it could fall into Lin Lin's hands.
No matter how clever Lin Lin is, it's not easy to be able to enter the palace and steal an heirloom sword. But now the secret is revealed. If that girl went with a divine being like Kim-lun Seng-jin, the matter of entering the palace and stealing an heirloom sword was no longer a strange thing. However, he had come to know Lin Lin's disposition and so he didn't want to inquire about the sword, fearing that Lin Lin would become suspicious and angry with him. Instead he then asked.
“Lin-moi, now that we've become friends and acquaintances now, may I know what it was you wanted that you came to this place alone? where are you going?”
This is indeed the question that Lin Lin has been waiting for. This girl has made up her mind to ask Bok Liong for help. Even though Kim-lun Seng-jin's bald grandfather had passed down his knowledge and invited him to the king's city, he even went into the palace and stole a sword, but failed to help him get to his great enemy, also his adoptive brother.
After hearing about Kim-lun Seng-jin's suspicion of knowing his origins with the Khitan people, his heart's desire was even greater to meet Bu Song, because he was the only person who could be expected to be able to tell his origins, because when he was taken in by General Kam, of course Bu Song was big and could remember all the events at that time.
“Liong-twako, before I answer your questions, you must answer them first. Would you like to help me?”
"Of course! With all my pleasure I will help you. What can I do for you, Moi-moi?”
"Unconditional?"
“Eh... unconditionally how? Of course, I have to hear what your business is and what I have to do.”
Those cute lips were pouting, but to Bok Liong they looked even cuter.
"Then you don't have to help me. Your words indicate that you do not wholeheartedly intend to help me. If you wholeheartedly like to help, of course you won't ask any more questions, what's the matter, you'll still like to help.”
Bok Liong blushed when he heard this reproach, and he had to secretly admit that what this girl said, even though it sounded like she was trying to win on her own, had some truth to it. "Okay, I'll help you. However, Moi-moi, you certainly know that even for yourself, I am forced not to do things that are contrary to the truth. In short, I don't want to help the party that committed the crime...”
Bok Liong was forced to stop his words because Lin Lin suddenly became very angry. This girl stood straight, tilted her head, hands on her hips, her eyes hard. "Come on, we're not friends. I don't want to be friends with people who don't believe in me while I really believe in you!" His body turned and flashed away.
Bok Liong's heart was not playing shocked. He quickly mobilized his ginkang to catch up, “Wait a minute, Non... eh, Moi-moi. Wait...! Let's have a talk...!"
However, Lin Lin didn't care about it, continued to run fast. Because he uses ginkang from
Khong-in-ban-kin, of course he ran very fast, overcame the mare which was being chased by the stallion.
And Bok Liong was sweating because he had to exert all his energy to chase.
“Lin-moi... wait a minute...! I trust you...!"
Lin Lin heard the hooves of horses. Presumably Bok Liong, who saw how agile Lin Lin's movements were and quickly returned to where he was before, jumped onto his horse's back and raced his horse, giving chase. But the sprint skill that Lin Lin used was really extraordinary. If the girl had matured in training Khong-in-ban-kin, I don't think the young man, even if he was riding a horse, would not be able to catch up with her. Even now it is very difficult for Bok Liong to catch up.
After chasing for nearly two hours and they arrived outside the city of Pao-teng south of the king's city, then Lin Lin caught up. This was only because the girl was out of breath, she was forced to stop with a ragged breath. His cheeks were as red as tomatoes because his blood was running fast after running for that long.
Bok Liong quickly jumped down from his horse and faced Lin Lin who was standing sullenly. Bok Liong again raised his hands in salute and his voice was really full of seduction, “My good sister, kind Moi-moi, forgive me for being stupid. I really don't understand why you are mad at me. If you like to explain, let me kill myself if I have sinned against you."
In his heart Lin Lin chuckled and thought the young man was a clown. However, because he was still annoyed, he replied curtly, "You don't believe me anymore, why are you still showing a friendly attitude?"
“Who says I don't believe it, Lin-moi? I trust you a thousand percent. Believe desperately and firmly!” Bok Liong was intentionally being funny and sure enough, the girl who was by nature humorous and happy had lost her temper in a moment.
“You say you believe only with your mouth but in your heart you think I will do bad things and will drag you into actions that are contrary to the truth. Nice, huh? Another in another mouth in the heart, dare to swear not dare to die!"
Now it was Bok Liong's turn to laugh in his heart. Out of nowhere this girl picked up the words of satire which is a stage term for measuring male character.
"Wow, it's true that I was guilty, Lin-moi, but really dying didn't mean to distrust you."
"Now, kill yourself. I would love to see!” said Lin Lin while sitting on the ground, under the tree. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and neck with a silk handkerchief.
"Suicide...? What do you mean...?"
"Eh, ask again! You yourself promised to kill yourself if you sinned against me. Well, you kill yourself. Or are you really one of those people who swear they won't dare to die?”
“Wow, how come mistakes are considered a big sin that must be atone for with one's life? Lin-moi, please don't play games. Let me admit I was wrong and won't ask too many questions. I will help you unconditionally and without asking questions. Now tell me, what can I do to help you? What's your predicament?” said Bok Liong while also sitting on the ground, facing Lin Lin. The horse, which also looked tired, rested while eating fat green grass on the side of the road, its tail was flapped to the right and left to chase away flies, it looked happy and relieved after the horse had raced earlier.
Now Lin Lin's face looked solemn. Indeed, he was irritated earlier, but it was not deep and he was satisfied that he was able to tease Bok Liong back. Now in a serious voice he said. “Liong-twako, actually my mind is very confused. I was looking for big enemies but didn't meet, looking for my adoptive brother was also unsuccessful, even Brother Bu Sin and Enci Sian Eng have not met me again until now, I don't know where they disappeared!
Now Bok Liong knows that this girl is a teenage girl who is missing, in the sense of being separated from her two older siblings. He didn't interrupt, but waited for the girl to continue her story.
“The three of us left our village at the foot of Cin-ling-san Mountain with the intention of looking for our big enemy, also looking for my adoptive brother who we had never met since we were born. Unfortunately, we divorced and I looked for it myself, helped by Kim-lun Seng-jin's bald grandfather. But the result was in vain. The bald old man turned out to be incapable of helping me, unable to take me to my adoptive brother, nor did he know where my big enemy was. Now, I'm asking for your help, Liong-twako, help me find them."
Bok Lion laughed. His heart is relieved not to play. “Ah, Lin-moi, you really like to confuse people. If you said earlier that it was only help like this, of course I would agree a thousand times. I'll help you, Moi-moi. However, of course I must know in advance who they are you are looking for. Who is your archenemy?"
"I don't know either, but according to our guess, he is the Golden Flute."
Suddenly Bok Liong jumped more than a meter. His face changed and he looked at Lin Lin dumbly. Lin Lin also jumped up and slammed his feet.
“Nah-nah-nah, you relapse again! Are all men really cowards so that when they hear the name Golden Flute they become afraid like this? You and your bald grandfather are just the same. Really boring!”
"Wow, you're the one who's in pain, not me," said Bok Liong's inner voice. But his mouth immediately said, “Don't get me wrong, Lin-moi. I'm not scared, just amazed. You don't seem to know what kind of person he is so it's so easy for you to accuse him of being your arch enemy. Lin-moi, Flute Gold is a powerful warrior who is highly regarded by the clean figures in the world of Kang-ouw. Did he kill your mother and father?”
Lin Lin pouted. “Even if it's looked up to by everyone in the world or even looked up to by the gods, I'm not afraid! Heh, everyone's afraid of the Golden Flute. How clever is he? I want to meet him and invite him to a duel (knowledge fight) up to ten dozen moves!”