Story of Maung Kulon

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"You're right uncle. Does love really hurt?" ask Cakra Buana.

"Soundless boy, hahaha. Of course not. Love is beautiful. Only crazy people say that love hurts. Only people don't understand who says that. What do you think the world was created for? This world was created because of love. You were born out of love from your mother's father. Does it hurt? No."

"All beauty is in love. It's just that many people don't understand what love is. That's why they talked like you just now. The best love loves itself. Loving god. Loving what he gives. People live even on the basis of love,"

"As for your lover's death, you let him go. Live life well. There will be no one like him, but rest assured there will be someone who can replace him. Your job is to just believe in this. Later when the time comes, you'll meet with your lover's successor,"

"Here you get it?" ask The Strange Old Man.

"Understood,"

"good. Then you're smart hahaha," said the Strange Old Man again chugging the wine jug.

"When it comes to war, it is. Humans are the most ambitious creatures. Whoever he is. Maybe he thinks it's true, but in the view of others it's not necessarily. War has always caused countless casualties. Not to mention the people who do not know also become victims. Why could that happen. Because of ambition. Ascendancy. Worldly-minded. Humans are given three mountains of gold will also be added again. Because that's how human nature has been since time immemorial,"

"Then what should I do?"

"Hold your ego and lust,"

"How is it?"

"You will know for yourself the answer" replied the Strange Old Man.

"alright. Thank you for all your lessons, uncle" said Cakra Buana in his honor.

"Are you going to listen to everything I say?"

"Of course, because I don't look at who you are and how you look. I look at what you're saying. If that's true, then I'll listen and as much as I can apply,"

"good. Only a fool could see who was speaking more than what was spoken, hahaha .." The laughter of the Strange Old Man returned to the whole mountain.

"Maybe, hahaha …"

The two laughed again while continuing to drink wine until it ran out.

All that day, Cakra Buana kept talking to the Strange Old Man. They talked about everything, including the story of the old man himself.

It turned out that the old man was once a famous swordsman. Even in his youth he was notoriously valiant in defending the truth. It's just that due to a problem, he turned into this right now.

Once whose clothes used to be luxurious, now become shabby. His face was clean, now pretty close. But Cakra Buana must admit that the stoutness of his youth is still clearly visible.

"I'm here in seclusion. All my life, the enemy has been chasing me. I could not live quietly, so several times I often moved. And this is where I've lived long enough,"

"What are they looking for?" ask Cakra Buana.

"Somebody is slandering me that he says I carry an heirloom book and a book on how to train in the great. But I don't even know where the two heirlooms are" said the Strange Old Man.

"But do these two things really exist?"

"It used to be said that there was and the news had circulated widely. But that was decades ago,"

"It seems that the problems in the martial world will indeed be endless," Cakra Buana said with a sigh.

"So is it in life" replied the Strange Old Man.

"Eh uncle, do you know the Dark Lord and the Four Perverted Gods who are his disciples?" ask Cakra Buana.

"Of course you know. Even from the past they were my sworn enemies, what is it?"

"The love I was talking about was killed by his disciple, the Silver Trident God. In addition, three legendary heirlooms are also now in their hands,"

"Great," said the Strange Old Man very worriedly.

"What's so bad?"

"Then will the martial world be overrun by them?"

"It's not just the martial world, even everything they will master" he said became more worried.

"But you know what heirloom I mean?"

"Of course, stupid kid. Before you lived, I was born first hahaha. Didn't you mean the God's Heirloom Sword, Batara God's Scepter and Raden Arjuna's Arrow?"

"Truly uncle. Can you beat them?"

"Of course not. At most I can only defeat one or two of his students. Unfortunately I have retreated from the martial world for a long time. I no longer want to deal with the green jungle stuff. It's just like I said earlier, people are always looking for me" said the Strange Old Man.

"So, is there no way to defeat them?"

"There certainly is,"

"What's that?"

"The two books I mentioned earlier" the old man replied.

"Where should we look for him?"

"Where do I know. You stupid kid hahaha,"

Both were back drinking until the afternoon. Not yet full, Old Man Strange asked Cakra Buana to give wine again. The young man said he immediately went down the mountain and went to buy wine back to the previous tavern.

When Cakra Buana left, it was getting dark. The sun just disappeared behind the hill.

In just a few moments, Cakra Buana was already far away from the mountain and began to enter the village. The distance was indeed quite far, so it would take at least about an hour to return to the Strange Old Man's residence.

"It turns out I had an uninvited guest. All right, that kid is gone. Come out, you guys are free to hide from me," said the Strange Old Man calmly.

Seklias did not see anything else, but not long after he said so, from behind the bush, from behind the lush trees and from the top of the cave, three unknown people appeared simultaneously.

They wear the same clothes, which are black. Their faces are old, but still creepy. Each of them carried a sword on his back.

"Hehehe, the Prey Hunter Eagle does have high intelligence," said one of the Strange Parents who turned out to have another nickname when young.

"The Three Eastern Demons. What do you guys need to come here? Is it two books?" ask the Prey Hunter Eagle or what is now known as the Strange Old Man.

"Smart. Hahaha, just hand over the book now. Faster is better" said another.

"Didn't you hear my words yourself? That I never held those two books. Don't hold it, not see it yet,"

"Don't equate us with that snot boy,"

"You have to believe it or not. What is clear is that I have said it honestly," said the Strange Old Man in a cold tone.

"Looks like you should be a little coerced, though,"

Finished saying, the secret weapon in the form of a needle slid swiftly towards the Strange Old Man. The speed is hard to imagine. But casually he caught the needles without the need to move the body.

Even his position was still like that, he was still sitting quietly in his saute.

Once the needles were caught, he immediately threw them back to where they came from.

"Grush …"

The needle slide was darting faster than ever before.

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