Unknowingly Fu Jade Su's lips curved up into a sly smile. His heart was filled with flowers at the thought that this time Song Ngo Lin's history would definitely end. But right at that moment, his mouth let out a shriek of horror. A sword like lightning shot out and directly stabbed into the back of his back.
He was determined to kill Song Ngo Lin. From the beginning he did not notice the presence of other people who would hinder his actions. Basically on top of that Jade ho teng there was also no fourth person. But it turns out that the fourth person appeared as well…
When his ears caught the sound of a loud scream, the blade had already penetrated from behind his back to his solar plexus. A series of pain immediately assaulted him. It was at that moment that he screamed in horror. His body was pushed forward.
His pair of palms smashed against the thick snow.
Snow scattered everywhere. Fu Jade Su's pair of palms sunk into the snow. The distance with Song Ngo Lin is only two cun. With great difficulty he rolled his body. At the same time, his eyes caught sight of Fu Hiong Kun charging towards him.
From the place he had dug earlier, it turns out that there has been another hole added to the right side. There is no doubt that Fu Hiong Kun came out of the hole. Fu Giok Su did not at all expect that Fu Hiong Kun had even come earlier than him. He also dug a hole and hid in it. Meanwhile, Fu Giok Su, who came later, apparently also had the same idea.
"Hong Kun?" Fu Jade Su's eyes looked at him with disbelief.
Fu Hiong Kun's tears flowed profusely. His already pale face grew even paler. Whether due to the cold weather or the sadness of his heart that cannot be described in words. His body moved violently.
"Even though you have tapped my blood path, you forget that I specifically study medicine.
My knowledge of the human blood path is already high enough for me to be able to let go of your gunshots.” Even his voice was trembling violently.
Fu Giok Su felt like laughing out loud. But he really couldn't laugh anymore.
"I knew you would definitely walk over to this place and support Lin Toako."
“Very good. You are indeed my good brother…” Fu Jade Su's head drooped. His breath stopped at the same time.
"Toako... !" Fu Hiong Kun's tears flowed profusely. He couldn't hold himself back any longer. She hugged Fu Giok Su's corpse and burst into tears.
Meanwhile, the battle between Tok-ku Bu-ti and Song Ngo Lin was getting tense. Even though it was winter, both of them had sweat all over their bodies. Do not mention Tok-ku Bu-ti's condition anymore. Blood and sweat seemed to merge.
Suddenly, Tok-ku Bu-ti's body staggered and then slumped down. His fur coat was already full of bloodstains. His inner strength has been drained. However, the sound of bones beating still did not stop. The wind blows like a death song. Meanwhile, Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes were still wide. He was thrashing around like a chicken that had just been slit.
A moment later Song Ngo Lin also slumped down. Twice in a row he vomited fresh blood. If Tokku Bi ti still has a little power left, of course it won't be difficult to kill him. Unfortunately, Tok-ku Bu-ti's condition was so severe that he had no possibility of doing this.
Song Ngo Lin's face was really unsightly. But he tried to defend himself to crawl beside Fu Hiong Kun. He said nothing. Also don't know what to say. The snowfall is getting heavier. In the blink of an eye their clothes were covered with thick snow. The sound of Fu Hiong Kun's cries could still be heard.
Tok-ku Bu-ti over there is also not dead. His lips twitched. It was clear he was muttering something, but his voice was so low that it couldn't be heard at all. It seemed that even though the old man was in a dying state, the heavens still did not have the slightest mercy on him. Until his soul left his body, still no one listened to his last words.
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The blood has stopped flowing. But the tears still haven't dried either. With the help of Fu Hiong Kun's guidance, finally Song Ngo Lin was able to stand up straight. Tears were still running down the girl's cheeks. Song Ngo Lin could feel how Fu Hiong Kun felt to lose the only family he still had. The feeling of pity to see the state of the girl. Regardless of the danger he might encounter, Fu Hiong Kun defended himself desperately.
Song Ngo Lin knew that the mental blow that Fu Hiong Kun received today was no less than the suffering he experienced the other day. Maybe his heart hurts even more.
Fu Giok Su died at the hands of his own sister. This was unexpected by anyone.
Even by Tok-ku Bu-ti towards the end of his life. The two stood side by side with clothes covered in snowflakes. No one said anything in those circumstances, it seemed that there was nothing more to say.
Song Ngo Lin tried to defend himself so as not to fall again. His eyes glanced at the corpse of Tok-ku Bu-ti which was covered in snow. For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of relief that he had never felt in his entire life. Are you tired of facing life's twists and turns?
No one can answer it, not even Song Ngo Lin himself.
The grudge between the Wudang College and Bu ti bun and Siau Yau Yok is over. So how will it go for those who are still alive? The fatigue that Song Ngo Lin felt was also just an emptiness.
If someone lives in this world only for endless grudges, isn't that too ridiculous and even too sad? Except for vengeful grudges, what else do they have? Song Ngo Lin didn't know. Even Fu Hiong Kun who was beside him also looked further and further away. Heaven and earth bear witness to the end of all these fights, but why can humans themselves really end it completely?
A sudden dizziness hit Song Ngo Lin's head, he staggered. Fu Hiong Kun wiped away the tears that were running down his cheeks. Seeing the state of the young man, he quickly supported him. A moment later Song Ngo Lin's body slumped in Fu Hiong Kun's arms.
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It's still snowing. But not as heavy as this morning. The sun had just appeared even though noon had just passed. The dark clouds slowly began to lighten. Sometimes the weather is difficult to interpret, let alone the human heart.
Song Ngo Lin just woke up from his faint. The smell of drugs filled the room where he lay. The head cannot be lifted. Because once he moved it just a little bit. the dizziness still hit him. Only his eyes can circulate freely. A moment later he knew that he was not in his own room, but in Han Song's.
Actually there are a lot of rooms in the Wudang College building. But since his return to the Wudang Mountains. Song Ngo Lin refused to be offered another room. He chose to sleep in his former room. Even though the room was very small, he had fond memories there. Every time he lay his body on the halls.
An image of Song Liong tojin in black clothes and a hooded head flashed before his eyelids.
Now that he was lying in Han Song's room, of course Song Ngo Lin immediately understood why. First, it must be because the distance to his room was too far, so it was a hassle to lift his body to that place. Second, Fu Hiong Kun, who was treating him, must not have the freedom to go back and forth delivering medicine for him.
Suddenly the door opened. Cung Kok enters with smiling lips. "Ngo Lin, how are you?" he asked kindly.
Song Ngo Lin tried to get up from the bed. But he drooped back. Cung Kok panics seeing it. He quickly approached the bed and held Song Ngo Lin's shoulder. His face looked very worried.
Song Ngo Lin shook his head. "It's okay Yo Suheng. I'm much better. Just a little dizzy," he said.
"Should I call Fu Kouwnio to see how you are doing?"
Once again Song Ngo Lin shook his head. "No need... Don't trouble Hiong Kun. Where is he now?"
"Still in the main room. Fu kouwnio came down from Giok-hongteng and asked us to take you home. Seeing the corpses of Fu Giok Su and Tok-ku Bu-ti just lying there, I ordered the other brothers to take them along. I don't know if that was the right thing to do or not. Right now Fu kouwnio is still crying all the time in the main room. Fu Giok Su's corpse is also in that room," said Cung Kok while taking a deep breath.
"What you did was absolutely right, Yo Suheng. Both Tok-ku Bu-ti and Fu Giok Su were indeed our great enemies. But that was when they were still alive. Now that they are dead, we must not view their corpses as enemies. Take care of them fine. Just have a simple prayer ceremony. After that bury them at the back of the mountain."
Cung Kok nodded his head. "Okay... you just rest first, let me clean up everything." I don't know why he feels even more amazed towards Song Ngo Lin. He felt that the young man was not only kind but also had a big heart.
Song Ngo Lin stared at Cung Kok's back shadow until he left the room. He took a deep breath. Human life is truly like a stage play. He only hoped that Fu Hiong Kun could take this great mental blow. He knew she was tough.
At the same time, losing all one's family within a period of several months is indeed a very heavy mental anguish.
Song Ngo Lin closed his eyes. He didn't want to think much at the moment. He wanted to let his brain rest after the various events that had happened to him. His own heart was already bargained to face life like this. But the task was still there, he couldn't just leave it all behind. It never crossed his mind to purify himself to become a priest like his late father. But he knew now wasn't the right time.
He had already made up his mind in secret. Later when his business is finished, he will seclude himself in a remote place and leave the world of kang-ouw forever.
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Looking at Fu Giok Su's corpse lying in front of him, Fu Hiong Kun's heart felt like it was being slashed by a knife. How could his heart not ache at the thought that his own hands were forced to kill his brother's life.
Her sobs could still be heard. Sometimes his hand stretched out and touched Fu Giok Su's cold face. He wanted to scream at the top of his lungs to beg forgiveness from his brother. He knew that even to death Fu Giok Su could not accept what he had done. And now he had no chance to wake up his brother and explain why he did what he did.
He had to. He didn't want Fu Giok Su's sins to multiply and add to the grudge that already existed between Siau Yau and Wudang.
“Don't Toako realize that even if she can kill Song Ngo Lin, she still can't control the Wudang students anymore. They would be desperate to see Song Ngo Lin's death and would rebel with all their might, no matter how many people had to be sacrificed.
Tears flowed profusely. Maybe for his family, Fu Hiong Kun was an unfilial child. But everyone knows what he did requires a very big sacrifice of feelings. He did it precisely because he loved his family.
If Thian ti wanted to end past affairs, surely Han Song and Song Ngo Lin would not extend them any longer. But apparently destiny has determined their lifeline must end in this way.
Has Fu Hiong Kun ever imagined that at the end of his life, even Wudang College students would take care of his corpse and layon...? Definitely not. And of course Tok-ku Bu-ti will not expect that in the end.
Perhaps he could already confirm that he would not leave Jade Hong-teng alive. But he must have thought that once he wanted to the Wudang disciples would throw him into the abyss and leave his corpse to rot there.
Fu Hiong Kun took a deep breath. His mind was flying.
When Cung Kok walked up to him, he was still unconscious too. "Fu kouwnio..." said Cung Kok in a low voice. He did not dare to startle the grieving girl.
Fu Hiong Kun turned his head slowly. "Yo Toako..."
Cung Kok shook his head seeing the girl's condition. He himself has changed a lot, his habits are not so violent anymore. After experiencing various shocking incidents, he only just realized that his past behavior was not commendable. He became ashamed of himself. His demeanor now was a bit condescending. The customs are also not as strict as before, but their stance is still firm. He is indeed a strict man.
Even too firm, so that sometimes it can not distinguish which is right or wrong. According to Cung Kok's previous custom, he never asked other people's opinions when doing something. But now he always asks Fu Hiong Kun or Song Ngo Lin first. Actually this is a happy change. It's just that under the circumstances. Whose heart can feel joy.
“Ngo Lin has come to his senses. He asked me to take care of Toakomu's body and Tok-ku Bu-ti's body. Fu kouwnio, take a rest first. You've been in this room all day. You didn't even swallow a grain of rice. What if you fall sick? Take care of your health," said Cung Kok with the intention of advising.
Fu Hiong Kun shook his head, “How is Lin Toako doing?”
“It's much better. Only his head was still dizzy. You don't need to worry about it. Fu kouwnio, the Wudang School owes you too much. Don't make us feel even more depressed if anything should happen to you.
Fu Hiong Kun took a deep breath. "Don't say that, Yo Toako. We from the Fu family are the ones who sinned against Wudang a lot. Even though my Toako is your arch enemy, but after death you are still willing to take care of the body, we Fu family don't know what to do as a token of gratitude love us."
Cung Kok didn't know what to say.
"Yo Toako, please replace me for a moment. I want to see Lin Toako's condition. Besides, it's time to take the medicine. The wound is quite severe, but luckily Lin Toako has mastered Tian Can sinkang, so her body's resistance is higher than that of other people. But he will have to rest for quite a long period of time.”
Cung Kok nodded his head without saying anything else.
When Fu Hiong Kun entered his room, Song Ngo Lin was fast asleep. Fu Hiong Kun did not want to disturb him. He put the bowl filled with medicine on the table then got ready to head out again.
"Hiong kun..." Suddenly Wan Fei's soft voice was heard
The one who greeted him.
Fu Hiong Kun turned his head. “Lin Toako, are you awake?”
Song Ngo Lin saw the girl's eyes were swollen from crying too much. He felt so bad. “Hiong Kun, I'm sorry that everything had to end like this. Actually I…”
“Don't say anything, Lin Toako. I understand. You're innocent. Everything is fate. It's just…”
“Just what? Tell Hiong Kun, if I can help…”
Fu Hiong Kun shook his head. “I was thinking, if only the toako kid was still alive…”
Song Ngo Lin took a deep breath. His face turned dark. His heart was still depressed every time he remembered Xiao Rong's fate.
He once loved that girl. Even though maybe his love at that time was a puppy love that happened to the world of teenagers who didn't know anything about it. But basically he did love her. Xiao Rong is the first girl to fill his heart. Xiao Rong also introduced the word love to him.
"What you say is true. If the child is still alive, of course I will take care of him like my own child."
Fu Hiong Kun looked at him stunned. Even though what they talked about was just a parable that could no longer be true, he was still moved by Song Ngo Lin's sincere feelings.
"You?"
"Why? That child is a Sumoiku child. Even though his father is our enemy, that child is innocent. It's a shame that his life span is so short. He doesn't even know who he is or who his parents are."
"Forget everything that has passed. Lin Toako, you must take good care of your internal injuries. Before closing his eyes, Gihu really hopes that you will continue the Wudang party. It is you who will revive the glory of this party. Don't disappoint Gihu who is already in the afterlife ."
A series of sick feelings returned to infiltrate Song Ngo Lin's heart. How was he supposed to explain that he was no longer interested in meddling in the world's affairs kang-ouw... ? He just wanted to do one more task, but he didn't tell anyone about it. He didn't want them to worry if they found out what he was planning in his heart.
"Let me think about this carefully. Later, when you are healed, I will give you an answer."
Fu Hiong Kun did not force him. He gave a small nod. "Okay... Lin Toako first drink the medicine that is on the table. The medicine must be taken before eating. I will bring some porridge for you later."
"Thank you, Hiong Kun. We feel bad for troubling you over and over again."
Fu Hiong Kun shook his head.
Without saying anything else, he walked out of the room in a hurry. Arriving in front of the long corridor, her tears were unstoppable. She burst into tears.
His heart hurts so much. Actually he wanted to tell about Tok Ku Bwee who fell into a ravine as a result of colliding with Fu Giok Su, his brother. But he couldn't hurt Song Ngo Lin under these circumstances. Better he told Cung Kok first. Later, when Song Ngo Lin's wound has healed, he will find a good opportunity to say it.
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Snow was still scattered across the road. In this weather not many people passing by. Even though this city is usually crowded with visitors, both traders and tourists.
Hang ciu is indeed a trading center which is always busy. But in this cold season, people prefer to stay at home rather than travel. But surprisingly, coffee and wine shops are selling even more this season. Maybe they enjoy the distinct pleasure of drinking wine while chatting with acquaintances or friends who just happen to meet at that place.
A long cloth with the words "Yung Sing Wine Shop" waved in the wind. The not-too-large wine shop was full of visitors. The voice of the conversation sounded boisterous. Some even laugh out loud when someone tells a funny incident.
In the corner to the right sat two middle-aged men. Before them was a jug of wine and two bowls. There was also a plate of boiled peanuts still steaming. They enjoyed the wine and nuts on the table while chatting in hushed voices.
"What does Li Heng think about the news we heard earlier?"
"That news must be true. Wudang is a major party. They can't possibly broadcast untrue news. Tok-ku Bu-ti must really be dead. There is no doubt about this."
"But why wasn't the body brought down the mountain?
Even though our people have scattered around the area and waited for him for almost a week?"
"Then Sun Heng hasn't heard the news I received this morning. Tok-ku Bu-ti's body was indeed not brought down. They buried the body above Wudangsan."
His partner looked stunned. "Why would they want to do that, when Tok-ku Bu-ti is the party's big enemy?"
"In fact, this proves the greatness of the soul of the Wudang disciples. According to rumors that were spread outside, there were indeed many Wudang disciples who were dissatisfied with the decision, but they did not dare to disobey Song Ngo Lin and Cung Kok's orders."
"Then how are we supposed to prove to our chairman that Tok-ku Bu-ti is really dead?"
The She Li man whose name turned out to be Li Seng took a deep breath. "This thing is also a headache for me.
Where is our head custom very strict. Before seeing Tok-ku Bu-ti's corpse with his own eyes, he will definitely not believe it."
She Sun's man named Sun Po immediately took a deep breath. "I don't know how about Song Ngo Lin's own condition?"
"According to the news, he wasn't hurt at all. But I don't believe it. The Wudang disciples must have covered this up.
They are afraid that if some evil person were to target Wudang, and they know that Song Ngo Lin is seriously injured, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"So in Li Heng's opinion, now Song Ngo Lin is also dying?"
"Whether or not I dare not die to say for sure, but what is certain is that Song Ngo Lin is also quite badly injured. Otherwise why haven't any of our people managed to see him in these past few days."
"Perhaps he is fine but still reluctant to get off Wudang-san for the time being," Sun Po expressed his opinion.
"No way. We've looked up Song Ngo Lin's history. And we know what he's been through all this time. If he was healthy or not injured at all, he would have come down from the mountains to wander again. He's not the kind of person who can be confined to his surroundings. like Wudangsan. Moreover, there are too many bitter memories he experienced there," said Li Seng.
"Li heng's words have some truth to it. Then what should we do now?"
"In the meantime, we better go back to headquarters and report this incident to our Commander. See how he reacts?"
"Indeed, that's all we can do right now. It's best if Li Heng doesn't take any action before receiving orders from Pangcu, lest we be the ones who will be punished if Pangcu's heart is not happy."
"Sun Heng don't worry. Siaute can decide what to do and what not to do."
Both of them stopped talking. The remaining wine in his sips until dry. After placing the silver coins on the table, they immediately left the wine shop in a hurry.
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Song Ngo Lin's wounds are gradually healing. He had already started coming out of his room. The bodies of Tok-ku Bu-ti and Fu Giok Su have been buried. The situation has returned to normal. Fu Hiong Kun is still living in Wudang-san. Basically he did not have any other goals. He's alone now. The only person close to him is Song Ngo Lin.
Fu Hiong Kun carefully told what happened to Tok Ku Bwee. Song Ngo Lin was indeed shocked, but his fortitude was amazing.
Maybe because his feelings have started to be immune to what is called disaster. But he still ordered the Wudang disciples to follow him to the scene of the incident. He wanted to find Tok Ku Bwee's body, even though he had very little chance.
From morning till night, they took turns descending into the ravine and looking around. But every rock has been checked, Tok Ku Bwee's body still can't be found.
Finally Song Ngo Lin made the decision to stop the search for his sister's remains.
Fu Hiong Kun tried to cheer him up. But Song Ngo Lin just shook his head while taking a deep breath.
"I'm fine, Hiong Kun. Don't worry. If Hong moay is still alive, he will definitely return to the Wudang Mountains one day. But if he is indeed dead, then his destiny is only up to then."
“Lin Toako, do you still hate Jade Sukoko even though she is dead?” Suddenly Fu Hiong Kun asked such a question.
Song Ngo Lin stared at the girl with sharp eyes.
"No, Hiong Kun. Do you know what came to my mind?" Song Ngo Lin asked the girl back.
Fu Hiong Kun shook his head.
I'm not sure Fu Jade Su killed Hong moay. I mean kill with his own hands. It could be the cause of Hong moay's death, but that's different, isn't it?"
Fu Hiong Kun was stunned to hear Song Ngo Lin's words.
“Lin Toako, what do you mean by that?”
Song Ngo Lin took a deep breath. "To be honest, since you told me about the incident last night, I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about it all night. I have no doubt about Toakomu's words that said Hong Moay fell into the abyss. Is he still alive? Is he still alive? Nobody dares I know the chances are almost non-existent given the abyss so deep and the ocean waves so stormy. But what we're talking about now is your problem, not mine."
Fu Hiong Kun increasingly did not understand. “Lin Toako, don't beat around the bush. say frankly. You make my heart even more curious.”
“Hiong Kun, I know your heart is filled with feelings of guilt for what Yaya and your toako have done. Especially after hearing Fu Giok Su saying that he had hit Hon Moay into the abyss. But think about it carefully. Why did Fu Giok Su do that. He has no personal grudge with Hong moay. In fact, it was actually Hong Moay who had to hate him because he was the one who had battered Bu Ti Bun so that it fell apart. He also killed Bu ti bun's disciples so that most of them fled in disarray. So, is there anything that made Fu Giok Su hate Hong Moay so much that he had to kill him?"
Fu Hiong Kun was pensive hearing Song Ngo Lin's statement. "Then what explanation did Lin Toako think of right now?"
"Hiong Kun, I understand Hong Moay's customs very well. The customs are very strict. It is a trait that is difficult for anyone to change. Fu Giok Su is the same. I may not be inferior to you in understanding Fu Giok Su's nature. He is a human who always thinks of profit So, I'm sure that earlier he must have intended to take Hong moay hostage to suppress me. But like I said earlier, Hong moay's customs are very strict. Especially if people want to use him to force me. Maybe Fu Giok Su wants to kill me or maybe... ."
"Forcing you to surrender the Tian can sinkang science formula," said Fu Hiong Kun.
Song Ngo Lin laughed bitterly. "Finally your mind is moved too. And what will you do if people push him in such circumstances while his martial arts skills are no match for Fu Giok Su. What would you do if you were Hong moay?"'
"Seeing his great love for you, he certainly doesn't want to let himself become a tool that can be used to suppress you. If I were Cici, I'd better choose the path of death," said Fu Hiong Kun with dreamy eyes imagining if he were Tok Ku Bwee at the time.
"Exactly! That's the custom of Hong moay. I'm sure at that time he had made several moves with Fu Giok Su.
As a result, he was pushed back. Fu Giok Su didn't expect him to be so reckless. Meanwhile, Hong Moay, who found himself on the edge of a cliff, immediately chose the path of plunging into it rather than being taken hostage by Fu Gio Su."
Fu Hiong Kun's tears began to expand.
"But, this is the same as Jade Su koko tired of killing him..."
Song Ngo Lin shook his head.
"No... not the same, Hiong Kun. This indicates that Hong moay has chosen his own path. I say this so that you don't feel pressured all the time. You must not always be overshadowed by the mistakes that have been made by your family. You are you .
They are them. Don't compare yourself to them. Moreover, both Yayamu and Toakomu have atoned for their sins by dying. Let them calm down. Don't waste your life anymore by blaming yourself like this."