The Swordsman of Bloon

37

Not in the area of Bumi Ayu only death due to using river water occurred. Even the residents who use well water, are also inseparable from the danger of deadly toxins. Apparently in just a short time the poison that Sugriwa spread into the Cimacan river had permeated the entire ground spring. In a short time many residents in the western part of Java were killed in vain. At that time it was known as 'Kegebluk'.

Stay Suro Blondo with the help of some young people, the community works desperately to save innocent people. But not infrequently he also received harsh treatment and even reviled by the residents of every village he passed because they thought that Suro Blondo was the cause of the outbreak that is very deadly.

"It's hard to deal with fools! I told them not to drink river water. I am the one they accuse of poisoning the river. But...!" Suro Blondo scratched his hair.

"How could the poison possibly seep into the well? Though the distance of their wells by the river is very far."

This reddish-black-haired youth suddenly stopped his steps. A strong wind blew, waving the children of her hair bound by a striped blue yellow ribbon. This young man suddenly covered his nose. The foul air stings to make his stomach feel nauseous.

"This wind comes from the village up ahead. If it's not wrong it's Cirebon village! Is it possible that the people there are also dead? Ah. pity. If the parents are dead, then the child loses his father and mother. Whereas if the girl who died, pity because they have not been able to marry. How'this? Do I have to take care of the bodies or find the culprits for the poison spreaders?"

Blo'on's swordsman suddenly stopped his words. He saw a glittering white light appear to be streaking from one direction. When Suro looked towards the light's origin. The light is clearly coming from the mountain.

"What mountain is that? Why do mountains give off light? In the middle of the day, where there might be ghosts dare to show face show nose."

Bumm! Boo!

There was a loud explosion. Blo'on's swordsman had felt the ground he was treading vibrate violently. And he realized that the explosion came from the place where the white light like a ball fell.

"What's this! Could there be stars falling from the sky? I'd better take a look. Who knows if there's a clue I can make a tool to unpack the problem I'm dealing with."

Because it's still quite far away too. So inevitably Suro was forced to exert the science of running fast Lightning Shadow to get to the place of the explosion earlier. In just a short time Suro had reached the front where the explosion had occurred. He could clearly see a gaping hole. The hole was still reflecting smoke like a reddish white mist. Surprisingly other than a big enough hole, he saw nothing more.

"It turns out not a clue. Only a hole that**** forest can create." Suro Blondo grumbled. Then a sweat poured out on his forehead. Without interest this young man intended to leave the place. But his steps were held back when he saw something as white as snow. Something he saw first looked round like an anteater. But over time it expands so that it looks the shape of legs and hands that are very short like a baby who is just one year old.

"Eeh... What child is that? How could anyone throw his child in the middle of a barren land like this? Although towards the end of time there are many women who throw away their children because they do not have a father."

Suro Blondo was curious, then he approached the figure he saw was very strange. This reddish-black-haired youth was of course astonished as soon as he saw that the all-white figure like a corpse was not a baby nor was it a pangolin

"Crazy right! Want to say people, but his body is small like a year. I want to say baby, but already have a beard, mustache and white hair. Strange. Little boy but like a bangkotan boy? It was supposed to be someone who was eighty years old."

Suro Blondo scratched his hair repeatedly.

"Damn right, I look ridiculous. But grandfather's half-meter appearance wasn't until this was even more ridiculous. Geez.. Above to lol there is still to lol. This is really my ridiculous imitation. Sontoloy...!"

Blo'on's swordsman just stood there staring at the face of ***** that was rolling with his eyes closed two spears in front of him. This handsome-looking young swordsman to lol shook his head. Unexpectedly, this white-bearded and mustached boy opened his eyes. Once his eyes were open he laughed so hard that it made the young man's ears hurt.

Suro Blondo covered his ears, apparently he forgot. If he only exerts his inner energy. Of course the influence of the sound of laughter can be denied.

"Boy to Lol, Blo'on Swordsman. Your science is myriad, just facing me you're like seeing a naked ugly ghost!" said the boy like a baby, but moustached and with a white beard, and then stopped his laughter.

Suro Blondo was shocked not to play. The baby sounds like the voice of an old man. Besides, he was also astonished how could this person possibly know his name?

"You know me, but how insolent are you for calling me by name alone. You are at least one year old...!"

"Hu hu hu! Go block you too. My age with your grandfather's age may be the same. I'm eighty years old, and you're only in your twenties...!"

Suro Blondo howled to hear the confession of people who had a height of not up to half a meter. The young man finally laughed. He was amused to see the reality that really was beyond his expectations.

"To lol, I've been in the world too long. Because in this world there are still people who look like me, then I came out from the top of Mount Sembung to help the difficulty."

"This crazy baby... uh this grandpa.... you know how I should call this weird guy a pangolin?" inner Suro Blondo. Still on his back and wearing a loincloth, the bearded boy said.

"My name is Wiro Suryo from Mount Sembung! Tenggiling Kedil as I call it, I have a Sekilen Suket Study and a Light Transmitter Study. Just a fat boy, if you want. I'm with you, but I hope you call me grandpa. Because I'm much older than your age. He he he...!"

"Cannot. Your body is small like a baby for a year. Ha ha ha. Where could you be older than me. Ha ha ha. don't confess. Who knows you anyway, the father of the ancestors of the tuyul!"

Wiro Suryo who according to his confession has aged eighty years stood up. When he stood up straight. So his height is only limited to the knee of Suro Blondo, making his laughter even louder.

"Kampret you. Don't insult my naku. On Mount Sembung all the good jinn fell to me. Besides where can you stop the blood poison that Sugriwa has thrown into the river! Only I can close all the springs. Because I'm a powerful Kedil Pangolin. Hu hu hu...!"

"I don't care who you are. To me you are no different from a baby, so I don't want to call you grandpa...!"

"Go block! Don't say much, you'll know who I am...!"

"What percussion. Want a demon, want a genie want a boy bangkotan, grandfather or son tuyul. Ha ha ha.. To me you're still a bearded baby that's been in the womb for too long!"

"Ha ha ha...!" Wiro Suryo. Both legs are folded to the head so that the position is circular and turns round like a white pangolin.

"Can you be like me?"

Suro Blondo.

"Hmm, what a weird human this one is. Is he a human like me or even a genie waiting for Mount Sembung there?" the Inner Swordsman Blo'on.

"Ha ha ha...! Totally crazy, right? I live to old age like a baby just waiting to meet a friend like you."

"Who would be best friends with you?"

"Ah... I told you to call me grandpa! Otherwise, I'll make a horror...!"

"I don't want to!"

"Rasain if you stick around!" suddenly the Kedil Pangolin flicked towards Suro Blondo. So fast, that the young man could not dodge. In addition to kejab Wiro Suryo has reached the waist of the young man is not much different from the belt belt. More surprisingly, Wiro Suryo changed shape to thin like angkin.

"Hiii. Ha ha ha... ticklish...!" Suro Blondo was soaring. He even tried to pull off Wiro Suryo who was hanging on his waist. But a grandfather like a baby really looks like a pangolin. So Suro Blondo was unable to release him.

"Geli. wuakh... ******. Don't tickle my stomach. wuah...."

Suro Blondo wriggled while prancing around and running back and forth.

"Go block. Your business is still a lot, I can be your pointer!" said Wiro Suryo continues to hang on the waist of the Blo'on Swordsman.

"And...!" Suro Blondo grumbled.