Find Me in 1000 Years

Not Know

"Well, how's this?" ask the Chinese man to his friend.

"I don't know. How about we just take it in and give this guy some temperature?"

"Mmh, is that it? Come on!"

The fainted Ken was then carried away and brought into the building. That temperature, the old man who received Ken, then checked his body.

"Where did you find him?" ask the old man. The long-bearded man in white with hair that was also bleached on the head, examined the Japanese man's pulse.

"In front of this building, Temperature" said one of them.

"really? The condition of his body is not prime as if the strength of his body is weakened in order to fight something that enters his body. Maybe he's been poisoned but the poison came out and hasn't had time to recover, he's gone."

The students' sons looked at each other.

"That means, is it possible that he's spent traveling long distances, like from Japan to here so, Temperature?" ask the man.

"It is impossible to travel far, for his body is too weak to do so. Did you see anyone else there?"

"No, Temperature. It's still quiet outside."

"Mmh, this place is a mountainous area. Not just anyone can get through here. Then we should ask him when he wakes up. Let's wait for him to kiss."

"Well, Temperature."

Half an hour later, Ken woke up. He looked confused around him. Where am I? He tried to raise his head but his head still felt dizzy. "Ac ...!" He touched his head with his eyes half closed.

"Oh, are you awake?"

The Japanese man glanced to the side. An old man with long, whitened hair and beard, was sitting in a haifu outfit next to a round table, near the entrance. Her long hair was pulled half back. "You speak Chinese?"

"Ah, uh, yes," Ken replied confusedly.

"Good." The old man stood up from his seat. "But why are you so reckless to come here dressed in Japanese like this? You're not afraid of being captured by the Chinese and taken prisoner? Still good to be a prisoner. How about you get beat up in the middle of the road?"

"Ah, uh, mmmh." The Japanese man answered. He is not in top condition so he cannot think. All he knew, he did not know why to dress Japanese came there while he came to mainland China. It was as if he was coming to a den of thieves and he was taking his own life. "sorry. I'm sorry to trouble you," he regretted, looking down.

The old man came to Ken when he saw that the Japanese man's face was still pale. "Have you been poisoned to run here?"

Ken raised his head slowly. "A-I just remember, my friend had taken out the poison but then .. a-I don't know how to explain this." He looks confused.

Seeing the honest Japanese man tell her his condition, the old man then understood. "Yes already. Try to move your body forward."

"What?" Ken who was still confused, did as well as what the man ordered. It shifted forward.

"Sit cross-legged and straighten your back."

The Japanese man according.

The Japanese man with his eyes closed could feel the waves of warm air currents coming in from behind his back. The current then begins to spread throughout the joints of the body. The current then cools making the body slowly recover and become refreshed.

Before long, the old man ended his relief by lowering both hands by closing them with a few measures to end his treatment. He sat down sideways. "How's it?"

Ken opened his eyes. Although still a little dizzy, his body is fitter than before. "Ah, thank you, Cake."

"I'm here called, Temperature," the old man scolded.

"Ah, sorry, Temperature." Ken lowered his head. He was ashamed to call him grandfather.

"It's okay. You just rest. I'll make you some medicinal herbs to boost your body." The old man came out of the room.

The Japanese man sighed. What else am I going to face here? He saw the room that looked like a room in an ancient Chinese house with some carvings in some very beautiful prabot.

Cinaka ... He laid his body slowly back on the bed. What am I supposed to do here? Oh, aye. Temperature was, but was he a medicine teacher? Am I going to study Chinese medicine here? Its alright. I'm also interested in becoming a doctor, so why not. I'd be happy to learn it.

Unknowingly, as his body condition had improved, Ken quickly fell asleep until someone woke him up. "Mmh?" His eyes opened slowly. He was surprised because the old man was already nearby with a bowl of herbal drinks. He sat down to look more polite. "Sorry, sorry. Sorry, Temperature."

The old man sat on the edge of the bed while thrusting a bowl of medicine at Ken. "Drink." He helped give her the medicine.

Ken felt bitter so he stopped at the beginning.

"This will help you to heal quickly as before" said the man gently.

The Japanese man would not want to drink it again quickly, until the toilet. He felt his tongue bitter at the end but he held it so that his face while holding back the bitterness was clearly visible. "Ohh."

The old man smiled widely. "good. Go sleep. I'll make you some porridge later."

Ken glanced at the old man. "Huh, why are you so kind to me, when you don't know me and I'm Japanese. I don't even remember why I'm here" Ken told a little lie.

"Don't think about it. I too if I get lost in the country people will also hope so. Never mind, just sleep." After that the old man helped envelop Ken to go back to sleep. The old man's kindness published the wish of the Japanese man if he had a grandfather.

"Thank you for helping me. I don't know, without you, what would I be."

The temperature touched Ken's shoulder. "Well, you're in luck."

Ken nodded. After that, he could no longer sleep. Improved body condition plus too much sleep makes him want to get out but if he comes out, will the people in the environment accept it? He still remembers, before he fainted earlier, he had met a group of men who immediately surrounded him. Did Temperature save him from the men's invasion? This is what he doesn't know.

But still he was curious. Ken shifted his legs and tried to keep them on the floor. He tried to stand. It turned out that he still felt his body was limp. Finally he returned to the bed.

Suddenly there was a suspicious sound on the roof. Ken doesn't know what to react to. There was no long sound of commotion out there. He was still confused as to how so he waited. Suddenly the door of his room was smashed down by someone dressed in black ninja with his face half-closed. "Oh, there's Japanese here."

Ken soon finds out that the man is Japanese from his clothes, but what is it exactly? Why is there a commotion out there and a ninja breaks through his room? "Eh ...."

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