Eternal God Swordsman

Ho Chen's

In a small village, there was a middle-aged man splitting wood with an axe in his hand, the man was swinging the axe with all his might.

“Kraakkkk.....!" the sound of wood splitting due to the impact of the axe.

“Hufff..! So hot!" exclaiming the man while wiping the sweat on his forehead, he saw a little boy who was playing with his excitement.

“Chen'er come here!" the man called the child with a gentle smile.

The little boy was named Ho Chen. He was only 7 years old. That man was his father named Ho Jun.

“Good Dad," Ho Chen ran towards the father cheerfully.

“Chen'er, give this water to your father!" a beautiful woman came out the door, the woman was named Wei Shuan, Mother Ho Chen.

“Emm, good Mother." Ho Chen gave water to his father, after which he stood looking at the father who looked tired and sweaty.

“Why son? Is there something wrong with Dad?" Ho Jun looked at his own body as it was stared at by the child like there was something strange about his body.

“No!" Ho Chen shook his head, then sat down beside the Father.

“What's tired of Dad? Do I need to help my dad collect the split wood?" Ho Chen asked as he looked at the wood shards in front of him.

“Good boy, but no need! Father is still strong," Ho Jun rubbed his son's head with a gentle smile.

“Dad still has to collect wood shards first. It's late afternoon, you better go take a shower!" Ho Jun got up and walked towards the shards of wood.

After nightfall they all gathered for dinner. The relationship of one family looks very happy, peaceful even though life is simple. The affection between one family makes a harmonious atmosphere that is rarely owned by other families.

After dinner, they sat in the front room, talking.

“Dad, tomorrow Dad want to go fishing in the river? Can I come with you?" Ho Chen asked expectantly.

“Bby," replied Ho Jun gently.

“Horeeee! Thank you Dad," Ho Chen jumped up in excitement.

“Chen'er, what do you want to expect when you grow up?" Wei Shuan asked as he held his son.

Ho Chen felt warm in his mother's arms, a sense of peace that penetrated his heart.

“If I have grown up later, I want to be strong, so that I can help Dad," Ho Chen conveyed his determination with passion.

"Haha! Good determination, son. But you didn't expect to be a woodcutter did you?" ask Ho Jun.

"Oh baby, what are you talking about?" wei Shuan asked as she glanced at her husband.

“The destiny of a person no one knows. Chen'er, the point is that if you are strong later, remember not to be arrogant! Protect the people you love!" Ho Jun advises his son, so that his son does not go the wrong way.

“Good son Mother is smart indeed," praised Wei Shuan as she gently stroked Ho Chen's hair.

Ho Chen glanced out, he faintly saw the dim red light, sometimes the flaming light sometimes disappearing. "What was that?" inner murmur Ho Chen. “Ah was probably just my feeling," Ho Chen turned his face away.

“Already! Chen'er it's time for bed, let's wake up early tomorrow and go with your father!" Wei Shuan escorted Ho Chen to his bed.

“Goodnight Mother!"

“Good night son, sleep well! When you wake up, never have sadness on your face!" Wei Shuan kissed his son's forehead. He got up and walked out, then he turned his head again to Ho Chen with a gentle smile and stepped out.

“What does Mom mean? Do I look sad?" Ho Chen did not understand his mother's intentions, but dimly his eyes closed and fell into a deep sleep.

***

At a place not too far from the village of Air Bukit where Ho Chen was, there were about 50 people. They were observing the village from time to time.

“How is the situation?" ask a man who looks a little young around 27.

“It is not wrong sir, the village has no swordsman at all," one explained respectfully.

“Good, our supplies are running out, we will plunder the small village, and try to wipe out all its inhabitants! Immediately notify the others and give a sign to attack immediately!" the man gave the order for the members to move to rob the Air Bukit village.

“Good sir,“ the person who is looking down immediately gives a sign.

He lit a fire and shook it, a sign of the immediate attack. At once they all went out to attack the village, they numbered almost 100 people.

*****

The Water Hill village.

“Eh, why do I feel bad huh?” ask that person to his friends. There were about 7 people gathered.

“Ah your feelings alone are possible," said the person next to her. They continue their events, some play chess, some just tell stories.

“Sreeet..!" 

"Blukk..!" 

Suddenly the head of one of the players fell on the chessboard. “What the fuck?" his friend was shocked. He saw the head of his friend fall.

Suddenly everyone was shocked and suddenly appeared an unknown person carrying a sword. They were all wearing red clothes, and their faces were wearing very sinister masks.

“We're rattled...!" they immediately panicked and tried to run away, someone shouted for help. But all in vain, they were all savagely killed.