Central Plains Swordsman

Chapter 10 25 Years Later

One night...

Twenty-five years later after the Luoyang war that claimed many lives. The full moon illuminates the forest on the edge of Mlarak village. There was an old building among the trees. The ruins of the old house were barely roofed. Only one side of the wall made of black stone was still intact. The other wall is not intact. The door leaf is gone, broken and weathered in termites.

In the open and spacious inner room similar to the ward some people were resting. The old house is often used as a place to stay overnight on the road. The atmosphere was quiet and desolate. There were only the sounds of jengkrik and toad-sahutan. The drizzle makes the night colder.

The sound of people singing the poem. His voice was cynical and cold. His voice was not loud but was clearly heard by everyone in the mansion. The sound of crickets and frogs suddenly quietly swallowed a sound that brings a magical atmosphere.

I am the wanderer

Stretching West, Meluruk to East, Moaning North, Merantau to South, Kan kuremas sun in my palm Can I break the face of the moon No opponent, Unmatched, Science of all sciences...!"

The Verse of the Sky Conqueror,

It seemed to bewitch everyone. All quiet. Look at each other. Part of his face was pale. Others are wary.the verse is sung with high energy, making the heart of people beat fast. The sound also exudes magical influences.

Slowly the echo of the sound disappeared. The sound of crickets and frogs began to be unpretentious again. The drizzle still watered the earth. A middle-aged man leaning against the wall laughed coldly, stomping his feet to the ground. Her body is puffed up, head is bald.

"The verse was sung only once, meaning that he would kill one of us in this room, who?

I will definitely fight him, I will fight soul with him, I have been looking for him for a long time" said the bald man. Everyone in the room looked at each other. All of them, eleven, seven men and four women.

A young boy around the thirties was devouring rice wrap. he put off eating it, looking at the bald puffer in wonder. He turned to the elderly sixties grandfather who was sitting beside him. "Teacher, why did someone have to." got killed? What a strange verse

Before the grandfather replied, the bald man preceded with a cold laugh. "Young people, it was called the Verse of Heaven Conqueror but later better known to people as the verse of Death. And the singer is a cruel demon who is willing to kill. If a verse is sung once, it means that it will take the life of one person before dawn. If it's twice, it means two lives."

"Who's the killer ?"

"Who? No one has ever seen her look. The pejilatan jungle person nicknamed him the verse Death. la appeared suddenly and with his high knowledge it was easy for him to kill anyone. he appeared suddenly and disappeared suddenly exactly stealth. It seems true that the verse, there is no opponent, no match!"

"This is the first time. When my wife was the victim of her cruelty, I wasn't there. My wife was killed by that demon. And a moment Sima Yi was stunned. Then his face turned bright, he laughed. "You must be Jiu Cien, well you're all grown up, I'm pangling, if you meet on the street I certainly can't know you Stand up and go back next to your teacher's grandfather, we'll have a chat." he saluted with his two hands to the parent he called the grandfather. "Sister Yu Jin, take my respect"

Jiu Cien returned to his seat.

But his steps stopped because at the same time he heard the verse of the Sky Conqueror Force chanted. The singing voice is the same, keep it clear and clear. From her voice it was hard to guess, she was either female or male.

I am the wanderer

Stretching West, Meluruk to East, Moaning North, Merantau to South, Kan kuremas sun in my palm Can I break the face of the moon No opponent, Unmatched, Unmatched,

The Verse of the Sky Conqueror,

Science of all sciences...!"

Everyone in the room looked at each other. There was no other sound but I looked at the poem. His voice was buzzing and echoing in all directions A moment later the voice vanished.

Not even those people lost their sense of tension, the verse reverberated again. And so on up to four consecutive times. Everyone is tense. The middle-aged female swordsman known as Mei Chu got up. la looked annoyed. "One is not enough for the poet of Death, tonight he wants five lives. Really brazen, does he think we're all these banana sticks that are slit away. In this room were also two high-class figures, Sima Yi and Yu Jin. I want to know what the killer wants to do."

While saying, Mei Chu furiously moved her hand. For a moment, a sword was in his grasp. His movements are stale and difficult to follow the eyes of ordinary people. It's a testament to the famous Flower Sword school with its swordsmanship, not just a joke.

Sima Yi looked at everyone in the room. "We don't have time, any time the killer can storm I think we should all gather in the middle of the room in a circle, everyone facing out the circle. Thus an attack from any direction we can know. Hurry along!"

Needless to repeat, everyone moved following Sima Yi's advice. A couple who were old, inched out to the door. "We were just two small merchant parents who didn't understand silat. We are not from the world of shortness either. It must not be us who wanted the singer. We beg you, warriors."

Trudgingly the two parents stepped out of the ruins of the old house and disappeared in the darkness of the night All the warriors looked on with their eyes curled up without being able to do anything. Jiu Cien remained side by side with Yu Jin. "Grandfather, the state seems to be serious The mysterious killer seems to have a high science. I saw teacher Sima Yi and grandfather too, looking tense."