Swordsman Behind the Scenes

CHAPTER V - THE PATH OF THE TRANSCENDENTAL WORLD

Whether how many patches of wilderness and natural forest he passed, but he never met a village. The sun had so scorching burning his head and body that the thirst that had been in his seat felt increasingly burning his throat. While still walking he reached into his waist and gulped down the water bag he was carrying. When he had just turned and passed through the path of his left right formed like a bottomless abyss but not deep, he revealed a small smile and muttered;

"it looks like there's a river up ahead, I can fill up my water bag and take a break"

Not long ago he walked, he saw at the end of the road far ahead of him there, a puff of dust and a glimpse of the flag waving indicating a group of horsemen would pass in the opposite direction to him. Soon came his father's advice in the past that there are many hordes of bad people or groups of troops who do not hesitate to bring and take small boys. For the sake of remembering this he immediately ran to the edge of the road intending to hide himself. But unfortunately, because he was in a hurry in his nervousness unconsciously he only held one of the soft and small tree trunks that could not resist the pull of his body on the sloping contoured ground, so he slipped and fell rolling down on the gravel and steep land. I don't know how many times he rolled, but fortunately the plants and shrubs that are on the path of the slide, but fortunately the plants and shrubs are on the path of the slide, it grew so lush that the incident did not emit a cloud of dust and provoked the attention of the horsemen who were now getting closer and finally passed at the end point where he had fallen from above. Her small body was finally restrained by a tree trunk that stopped her forcibly to further roll down there. Slowly he finally stood up, but he felt pain and pain in his back just above his left waist. He was forced to sit on the ground when he felt his eyes begin to twitch. After feeling lightened again, he tried to stand but nevertheless the pain is still not gone, he said, but with a strong determination he endured the pain and began to pick up the bag of cloth as well as the package of knives lying not far from it. As for the bag of water his still hanging on his right waist even though the contents are now empty scattered due to squashed his body that was rolled. After continuing to check his entire body to see and feel whether there are external injuries caused, he breathed a sigh of relief because what he feared was not proven, even on his head was not found a lump.  With a slow movement more precisely creeping, he finally tried to return to the top even though the pain he felt on his back did not go away. After some painstaking effort he was finally able to reach the roadside and soon he walked towards the river as he had expected before.  And it is true that in front of him is now seen a wooden bridge with clear river water below. Unwilling to repeat the same incident, he inched his way down towards the river. Arriving at the deep river he raised his head and realized that he would be clearly seen by anyone up there. So he immediately filled his water bag and crossed the river and continued by walking to leave the river that meanders in the direction of the river flow. He only stopped his steps when he arrived at a small dam where the river water like accommodated and gathered in that place, in the middle of the water flow looks calm reflecting the depth of the water. While at the bottom of the section there, there was a sound of water gurgling that indicates the river water produces a waterfall. Waseso then crouched down and cupped his hands in the water then raised them towards his mouth and released the thirst of thirst he had been holding. Suddenly there was a sound of water on his left which was not far from where he was crouching. The sound made him a little surprised, but then realized that the sound was the sound of fish swimming and when viewed from the sound produced, the sound, it must have been a fairly large fish, his mind said. Slowly he stood up and pointed his gaze towards the source of the sound. And true as he expected, there appeared to be two cork fish fighting prey either small fish or shrimp on the shallow edge of the river. When he had a good idea, he slowly retreated from his place and shifted and saw the area around where he stood. Then he immediately walked towards a group of bamboo trees not far from it and took out his knife and cut down one trunk that was not too big or small and seared it like a spear. Slowly he returned to the last place where the two fish were located and fortunately for the two prospective prey are still around there with the same busyness. One prey finally succeeded in his spear, followed by a second fish. Without wasting time, the menu ate the afternoon he immediately cleaned and smeared it with a little salt that he brought and then continued by burning it on a pile of dry wood burning, where previously he had arranged and prepared in such a way in a comfortable dry place, under a stone so large as an elephant. When the feeling of fullness has driven away his hunger, then back he felt the pain in his back. Then he took the initiative to pick up a flat stone that was on the base of a pile of firewood. After the hot enough stone was wrapped in a cloth, he placed it in such a way as to where he would lie down, then he laid his body with the position of the flat stone exactly overcame by his back pain. Comfort due to the heat of the stone plus the achy feeling felt on both legs, and the state of the stomach full produce a great drowsiness. Waseso finally fell asleep in the shade of the moonlight and the cradle of the melodious groove rattled the sound of burning wood. I don't know how long he had been asleep, his ears suddenly heard the noise of the clanking of pitted weapons. Spontaneous he immediately woke up, but when he stood up straight the pain in his back was stinging again, but he did not care about it and paid attention to the dark surroundings especially the fire that he burned had long since extinguished even the remaining charcoal burning no longer emit smoke. Soon he picked up his treasure, a bundle of cloth, a knife and a water bag, then walked towards the source of the sound. Just a few steps he again felt pain, then he tried to move the body above his left and right waist. Once he felt that by stretching a little body to the left the pain was felt to disappear. Even when tried for the road, still the same alias does not hurt. Finally he decided to always tilt his body to the left but the head remained upright normally forward. With a slow step towards the thick grassland with the help of a beam of light from the heavenly bodies, he gradually got closer to the source of the sound, but a few seconds later all the sound was suddenly silent. He immediately threw himself to the ground and was faintly far enough there, he saw four dark shadows walking back and forth. Then it seemed like they were gathering for a while and then flashed disappearing towards the right. His heart immediately beat in fear that the shadow had seen him. But after a while his fear subsided a little because until then, he did not hear and see anything. Finally, curiously, he got up and walked back to the last location where the shadow had gathered. Arriving there he was stunned, when he saw there were about six human corpses in white and yellow clothes with each still holding his sword lying scattered throughout the former battle area. The scent of blood that pierced his ears immediately made him aware and he immediately ran in fear regardless of which direction he took. He simply followed his normal vision and penetrated through the sidelines of the tall grass that allowed it to pass through. His footsteps immediately came to a halt as well as his breath seemed to be cut off, when suddenly in front of him now stood up straight two men dressed in black. They seemed to notice the little boy who was now in front of them who looked very frightened. One voice suddenly appeared behind the grove of trees to their right;

"how ?"

Then the one who answered the question was the man standing on the right;

"just a little boy"

"valued?",...continue the questioner.

While stepping away to the left, the other black clothes were guarding;

"no, it's just a handicapped boy"

The second man also moved to leave the boy, who now felt much more relieved. However, he remained motionless to allow his heartbeat to return to normal. In his heart he was;

"it turns out the pain in my back saved me from the gang of criminals"

When the day was bright, when he was busy digging for dirt tubers to prop his stomach, his eyes were shocked with two white shadows in a considerable distance there, his eyes were, looks like speeding flying over the top of the weeds and lost in the hoard of pepohan opposite. Once also when he was staying overnight in an unkempt temple building, he came to the figure of either a young or old man by slipping a machete on his waist. At first he thought the figure was a ghost, because it came suddenly and did not make any sound. He knew that it was an ordinary man when from his mouth a muttering sound was made and could still be heard;

"hmmm,.it's just a little boy" Then the figure disappeared.

Not even long ago, though, again three men of knowledge who had arrived immediately noticed the boy who was sitting on the corner floor and for the sake of seeing the left shoulder of the boy who leaned to the left exactly like the wings of a bird the ones who are still, and they conclude that it is not a creature to be aware of, then they sit together in a deeper room whispering in the dark as if talking about or planning something serious. Just now he was intending to lay down his body, suddenly the three people had already scattered flying out. One jumped on top of the temple roof, the, the two immediately charged towards the five people who had not since when it had arrived but now appeared to be standing in the temple courtyard with each of them wielding their swords and machetes. In an instant there was a fierce battle between them, where one man who had flown up the tile had landed back on the ground and joined his two friends against the swaying of five people at once. I don't know how many moves they have taken out, but the trees around the temple yard are currently ravaged. Meanwhile, waseso's eyes grew more and more glare at the flash of the sword light alternately reflecting the moonlight and felt the pressure of the battle wind hit his body and chose to incline into the temple. Moreover, the place next to him was sitting earlier, now suddenly shattered by a sweep of inner energy that was thrown but escaped his target;

"almmm,.dhuarrrrr,...."

In his view, even though they were outnumbered, but the three did not show the slightest trace of even a sword one of them had just been seen successfully knocking down two of his opponents at once. Soon followed by a voice of shouting;

"aaaarghhhhhhhh,......."

It turned out that one of the three remaining opponents was seen still had time to scream before falling to the ground, while the bodies of two people then following the collapse with the condition of the head had been severed.

With no desire to find out what it would look like, Waseso immediately rushed through the back door of the temple and ran away from the temple as far as possible. The horrors of the battle witnessed directly just now made him feel nauseous and at the same time bring a sense of dizziness in his head. After being felt far enough away from the scene, he paused for a moment to catch his breath. Then walk again while drinking water from the bag he was carrying. Almost the night he walked, when his nose smelled the smell of a stench on his right side, with the help of moonlight he shifted closer to his right where the smell was getting stronger, but his steps did not he continue for the sake of being seen at a glance by the wave of a banner flag that was blown by the night wind and like stuck in a tree branch. Not to mention that he witnessed the movement of the shadow like two shapes resembling either a dog or a wolf in a scattered position like he was tearing something apart under the high weed grove. Instantly realizing what was going on in that place, he immediately moved away slowly and then again took a thousand steps.

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