The Musafir

The Musafir
Threats



THE MANTAN GLANCED TO THE side. Only glimpses. However, he was able to see the woman standing right beside him. Now Mantingan aware, not because he was careless to be unable to realize the presence of the woman. Indeed it has installed sharp hearing and increased alertness since its first step into the store. The woman next to him was no ordinary woman.


“What does all this mean?” Mantingan should not want to mince words. His eyes glared at the man as sharp as a sword.


The one who was stared at laughed. In a strange tone, he asked, “Master, what is it going to eat tonight?”


Mantingan saw a sinister smile on the tip of the woman's lips. Obviously he played it.


“If you can not choose food, then let sahaya, Pendekar Sanca Merah, who helps you choose dishes. Tuan just need to sit sweet while enjoying the wine, sahaya has the best quality of wine satanah Javadvipa.”


“Sanca Red Swordsman ...” Manten sizzling slowly. “I've never heard your name. But whoever you are, I still do not want to serve.”


Mantang take a swing. Not to attack, but to escape out of the store. However, the woman who claimed to be the Red Sanca Swordsman was clearly aware of his gelagat. The warrior laughed like a woman.


“Master, Sir, Mr. .. Don't be stupid. Master's position is not profitable here.”


The mantle frowned. “Listen, Swordsman Sanca Merah, I have no intention of fighting with you for a very unnecessary affair. My position here is quite favorable, I can dart away anytime.”


The woman widened her smile. “Sit down, Sir, and listen to the storytelling peril. And can be sure, your face will be pale and no longer want to escape after hearing my story.”


The mantle shook slowly before turning around. Although he admitted that what the woman said had been able to make him curious, but that alone was not enough to encourage him to act rashly. Mantingan chose to avoid problems in the martial world.


Just before Mantingan darted away, Pendekar Sanca Merah said, “Will you not be interested even if you mention the name of the North River Angel, Kana, Kina?”


The mantel held back his movements. He almost went out of the store. He immediately choked. His face was pale. His heart stopped the item in a blink, then it beat much faster than it originally did. His blood rippled, but his skin was white like marble!


Mantang turned body. Staring sharply at the woman who had somehow been sitting in the back seat of the table while sucking on a thick smoky cage. The mantel stared at him sharply; the woman stared at him seductively.


“Sit, Sir, listen to this Red Sanca Swordsman tell me.”


Manten fingered the base of the Sword Kiai Kedai, saying loudly, “You what is the Angel of the North River and the two children?!”


“Master, sit here.” The Red Sanca breeder breathes the smoke of the hornbill through his mouth. “I'll tell you everything you need to know. Sahaya also doesn't actually have any fighting taste, sir. If you have to choose, Sahaya will choose peace rather than hostility.”


“Red Sanca Swordsman!” snapped Mantingan impatiently, “if you touch them, I will ...”


Not waiting any longer, Mantingan threw himself towards the door at an invisible speed. His body seemed to be swallowed by the earth, when in fact he was moving so fast that he could not be seen. But, the enemy had prepared a bit of unexpected surprise for him.


The door of the shop suddenly closed. So fast that it beat the speed of the Mantingan! That was not all that surprised Mantingan. A human figure was plastered as soon as the door closed. The mantan could not see the person's form clearly, but he could see black needles darting towards him.


The mantle changes the direction of the lesatan upwards. He turned several times in the air. Fend off dozens of black needles that point at him. A fire was created when the needles clashed with the Kiai Kedai Sword.


The mantingan stepped on the store floor again. He saw the man who had attacked with dozens of poisonous needles. His eyes widened after seeing the person's form.


“Polets Of Soul ...” The mantan muttered slowly.


What he saw was not man, but only his manifestation. In fact, what he saw was a wooden golek formed to resemble an adult human. It's very creepy. The number of hands is two pairs. His face was round like an egg, dyed as red as blood. His mouth was wide open, featuring hundreds of pointed iron teeth.


The wooden golek advanced slowly, approaching Mantingan. His voice snapped. Sharp eyes stared at Mantingan, as if the golek was not an inanimate object!


The mantle turned back behind him. The woman who claimed to be the Red Sanca Swordsman was still sitting sweetly behind the table while sucking the hornbill. Back he looked at Mantingan cynically.


“Do you still want to escape, Mr Man?” he said teasingly, “come here and sit in front of the peril, surely you will not regret it later. But if the Master refuses this distress request, ouchai, it is inconceivable what regret you get later.”


“I have no enmity with you, Swordsman Sanca Red.” The mantang said calm. “But I will not hesitate to attack you if you harm one of us.”


Hearing Mantingan's words, the woman laughed. The smoke of the hornbill came out from his lips and nose along with his laughter. “I don't understand the mindset of a swordsman like you, sir. Do you still think that your position is enough to threaten and frighten me? Mister, look! Sahaya has a Soul Golek that can control at will. Have your eyes been myopic or even blind to see this?”


Mantingan chose not to provoke his anger. “What do you really want from me if it is not hostility?”


“Sahaya does not have or want to make enmity with Mr.” Swordsman Sanca Red-backed chin before continuing, “But the Hazard has an interest in himself Mr.”


“Tell me immediately what you want, if it is possible, then I will obey.”


Swordsman Sanca Red pointed to the bench in front of him with eyes. “Please sit down, Mr. Man. Sahaya promised not to attack the Master from behind.”


It was not easy for Mantingan to trust a person like the Red Sanca Swordsman. But he found that he had no choice but to obey her wishes. However, the lives of the Angels of the North River, Cana, and China may be under threat.