The Sword God of the South

A Quiet Village

Zhang Fei looked ahead. After he observed the circumstances around, it turned out that he was currently on a plateau high enough.

He only realized this after seeing that quite far ahead there, there was a small village. The house is not much. But the house was neatly lined up on the right and left.

If calculated, the number may only be around thirty houses.

A very simple house. Even in every house, only one or two torches are installed.

The village is deserted. But even so, Zhang Fei knew that in every house that existed, there must be residents.

"Is this the Black Village that the old merchant referred to earlier?" ask the young man to himself.

He was still pensive to look at the village that holds the horror. Various kinds of prejudices began to appear in his mind.

Because he had been silent for a long time and wondered, but never found a jawba, then in the end the young man decided to continue the journey again.

This time the horse did not run. Except just walk slowly.

He started down the winding road. Early entering the winding road, on the left right there are many torches. But the deeper he entered, the less the torch was.

Even more than that, the further ahead, the torch seen earlier, was no longer visible.

The winding roads, the thickets that adorn along the way, all add to the fun and horror.

Moreover, the situation has now changed completely. No more illumination, except from the moon that hangs over the sky.

In the middle of the road, Zhang Fei suddenly felt a little doubtful. He was confused between stopping and returning, or continuing and continuing his pace.

The horse stopped for a moment. He thinks hard.

"Ah, let me just carry on," he said trying to solidify his resolve.

Zhang Fei thought that instead of returning, he chose to continue. Moreover, the distance to return was even further.

A moment later, without feeling it had arrived at the deserted village gate.

At the gate there was no one standing guard. The kitchen is dilapidated. Even the poles are also filled with green moss.

Zhang Fei was getting suspicious. But since he had already made up his mind, he continued walking in without thinking about much more.

Because a man's decision is a determination!

He started passing through the village. It turned out that the shape of the house in the village, everything was the same. One model.

The further he stepped, suddenly he frowned. Because he saw in front of there was a shop.

Surely it is a wine shop!

Knowing that, he headed straight there immediately.

As soon as he arrived in front of the wine stall, Zhang Fei jumped down from the top of the horse's back. The horse itself is kept under a tree with green grass.

He walked into the wine shop. The situation there is quiet. There are only one or two visitors.

"Uncle, order one urn wine," Zhang Fei said after getting a seat.

Without giving an answer, the old owner of the wine shop immediately walked towards him with a hard wine jar.

Brakk!!!

He kept the wine on the table quite hard. Zhang Fei himself was shocked. But because he doesn't understand anything, he doesn't talk much.

Immediately the young man opened the wine seal. He swallowed it a few times.

Just intending to downing the wine for the umpteenth, suddenly one of the visitors walked towards his desk.

"Hey buddy, you got any money?" ask that person who is a forty year old man.

"She, Uncle. What's for?" zhang Fei asked politely.

"Order five more jars. Take it to my desk" he said quickly.

He went straight back there. Without even saying a word to Zhang Fei.

Some time has passed. The man suddenly approached the shop owner again.

"Order five more wine jars. The fee will be given by this new comrade later," he said as he pointed towards Zhang Fei.

"Uncle, sorry. Whatchu mean? You're the one who drinks wine, but why am I being told to pay?" ask him quickly.

He was patient enough. He said that doing that guy was overrated. He no longer held back.

How could the disciples of the Five White Angels be silent if someone was rude to him?

"Eh, didn't you have money?" ask the man while turning over.

"But that doesn't mean to treat you to wine,"

If it was only one or two urns, perhaps Zhang Fei himself could still endure the patience. But this, the wine ordered by the man was already very much. Nearly ten arak.

It's true that he can still afford everything. But that doesn't mean the man can act as good as heart. Moreover, they do not know each other.

If you were in Zhang Fei's position, wouldn't you also take the same action?

"Then, don't you want to pay for it?"

"Who would pay that much? After all, there was no obligation for me to pay for it," he replied in a loud voice. So that everyone inside the wine shop could hear it.

The man immediately looked emotional. He walked towards Zhang Fei.

Brakk!!!

The table in front of him instantly broke into pieces. The wine in the urn was thrown upwards.

Looks like the guy is showing that he has the ability in terms of silat science.

Unwilling to lose to him, Zhang Fei immediately got up to his feet. He stabbed the floating wine jar with his index finger.

The result is pretty great. Right at the bottom, the wine jar immediately leaked.

"Hemm .. the boy who wants to die,"

Wutt!!!

He immediately threw his punch out loud. Zhang Fei's chest became a target.

Bukk!!!

The punch just hit the target in a landslide. But the one who experiences pain is not him. Except the man himself!

He felt his fist hurt. It was as if he had just hit a very hard rock.

"How do you want to be a hotshot?"

He gathered his strength again. This time, he didn't want to mess around.

The straight punch was launched immediately. Each blow contained a great amount of power.

In a short time, in the wine shop there had been a fierce fight involving young people and parents.

Some of the steps start to run. All of the men's attacks no longer hit the target.

Seeing this reality, his partner, who was sitting back there, suddenly rose from his seat p8o8sis and floated straight ahead.

He started to interfere in the fight!

"Dare brash here, must be prepared to accept the consequences!" said the person while launching a more formidable attack.