The Whispering Wind Sword

63. Chapter 63

Murong Yun Hua who had heard Murong Huolin's words also blushed in embarrassment, while pinching his sister he nagged,

―Ih, brat, you should thank me instead of flirting.‖ermark

―Aduh, ouch, cici, if my temptation is right does the cici not feel happy?‖,erm, irm

murong Huolin said as she convolutedly ran away from the pinch of her kiss, hiding behind Ding Tao whose face was flushed red.

―Eh brat, what do you mean?‖,erm, irm

murong Yun Hua asked with raised eyebrows and a face blushed in embarrassment.The pursuit of Murong Huolin who was hiding behind Ding Tao, but the more nimble Huolin quickly moved around, twisting, making Ding Tao a shield between himself and Murong Yun Hua. Ding Tao who was surrounded by two beautiful girls, dead lice did not dare to move in the slightest.

After several rounds, Murong Huolin finally ran away from the room, laughing amusedly, while yelling for mercy at his grandchildren. Murong Yun Hua could only stare at him with a slightly stinged breath. As he turned his head towards Ding Tao, his face also blushed in embarrassment,

―Brother Ding, you don't listen to the naughty girl's words.‖ermark

Ding Tao could only grin the horse while nodding, inwardly there was also tucked away a sense of pleasure. His head was still throbbing because his blood was also spinning very fast, when he was surrounded by the two beautiful girls. The fragrant smell of their bodies is still left in the cavity of his nose, also small allusions with the body of both still feels warm.

―Day is already noon, aunt must have prepared lunch, let's come with me to the dining room.year, Murong Yun Hua invited with a sweet smile.

While walking towards the main building, down the winding path that divides the park, the two of them had a conversation. Little did Ding Tao begin to recognize the state of his host.

From this Murong family, only the two girls remained alive. Both of their parents died when they were teenagers. But they do not live alone, there are still dozens of loyal followers who took care of and maintain the house. A self-heritable treasure is still enough for some derivatives. While for the needs of daily life, rely on the gardens and rice fields they have. By keeping up with his daily expenses, this family could survive without much use of the relics of Murong Yun Hua and Murong Huolin's parents. Loyal old managers play a lot of role in this.

Murong Yun Hua and Murong Huolin were not siblings, they were cousins. How their parents died, the girl did not want to explain. Ding Tao did not have the heart to ask further.

Lunch goes well, the cuisine served is not a luxurious cuisine, but it matches the taste of Ding Tao. Due to the friendly demeanor of the host, their chatter went on like endless. Without feeling Ding

He also told me about his condition that was injured in the. About the Whispering Wind Sword was still kept tight, not because it suspected the host, but because it was worried that it would make the family who looked peaceful to live so caught up with the bloody affair.

Thinking of that Ding Tao felt uneasy about having already agreed to stay for a few days at Murong's house. There's a fear that the trail will be smelled all the way here,

cause trouble to come into this family. Moved by the kindness of the host, inwardly the young man promised, if until that happens, he would fight to the very last of the blood.

That night when Ding Tao was already lying on the bed, his mind started to drift everywhere. I remember everything that happened throughout the day. His well-executed stratagem has swallowed dozens of victims. When he remembered that, Ding Tao furrowed his brows and let out a long sigh.

For a moment he closed his eyes and prayed, for the souls of those who were killed that day. If you think about how many more victims have to die at his hands, either through a fight or through a strategy like he just did today. But he could not avoid it, after

his wound healed he still had to reclaim the Whispering Wind Sword from Tiong Fa, of course Tiong Fa would not just stand idly by. Not counted if later it turns out that Tiong Fa has also men. How many more people should die at his hands?

After successfully seizing the sword does not mean that there is no other fight that must be lived. The 5-year meeting is still about a year and a half from now.

All that time, I don't know how many warriors would try to challenge him so blatantly for the sake of obtaining a sword. Or through a cunning tactic like the one that happened to the previous sword owner.

If he managed to maintain that sword until it was time for the 5th annual meeting, there would still be Ren Zuocan. He followed the description of his teacher, then it meant that the only way was to kill Ren Zuocan. Whether he was capable or not, but at least he would advance the fight carrying killing intent from the start.

The young man let out a long sigh, recalling the friendly match that was conducted against the Huang family, he complained, had it been all such a fight. Being a place to test yourself, being a place to practice, do not need to think too hard about losing or winning.

And most importantly, there is no need for murder, finished the match just become friends. Remembering Tiong Fa the young man furrowed his eyebrows, but what was thought by friends turned out to be able to save heartache.

Thinking of this, Ding Tao regretted studying swordsmanship.

Shaking Ding Tao's head tried to expel all the troublesome thoughts of himself away.

‗Better think of something pleasant‘, thought the young man inwardly,

‗Like ... ah like my meeting with

Miss Murong Yun Hua and Murong Huolin.‘

The thought resuscitated Ding Tao, hurriedly the young man turned his mind to something else while cursing himself.

‗stupid.... stupid...... crazy...., why is this so? Am I a basket boy?‘, thought the young man with shame and disappointment in himself very much.

That night Ding Tao fell asleep after a late night, his mind filled with three beautiful girls.

Two days passed quickly, Ding Tao's worries did not come true. The two days were running without any outside interference. After several days of constant vigilance, these two days were a great relief. Ding Tao busied himself by organizing the park with the Murong family workers. Every afternoon and evening, Murong Huolin would take him to practice the sparring. If you are not in the garden or practicing with Murong Huolin, Ding Tao spends time chatting with Murong Yun Hua. From that girl Ding Tao learned to know the great literary works of the past, to know the stories of heroism from historical books.

The girl had a lot to tell making Ding Tao never get bored with her. The Murong family has one room that is specifically used to store a variety of books and writings. Painting and engraving. In a slightly separate building there is also one workplace containing equipment for blacksmiths, carpenters, burning pottery and others. Murong Yun Hua with his sister Murong Huolin accompanied Ding Tao on a look.

The two days of time quickly passed, Ding Tao's thirsty brain with all sorts of knowledge was like finding an endless spring. There was a sense of relief mixed with reluctance, with the arrival of the second day. Relieved to finally be able to continue his journey again, mixed with affection and reluctance to leave the place.

Ding Tao and Murong Yun Hua were looking through the finished garden adjusted to Ding Tao's suggestion.

Ding Tao's innards had been prepared in a bundle, money, swords, everything had been brought.

That day Murong Huolin was nowhere to be seen at all, only Murong Yun Hua accompanied Ding Tao. The girl's face looked slightly moody, but every time Ding Tao looked at her, her smile expanded despite seeming forced.

―Brother Ding, your words the other day have a point. Look at this park to be more interesting, said Murong Yun Hua.

―Yes, your workers are doing very well, in some parts, they are the ones who change it, replied Ding Tao humbled.

―Yes, maybe that's true, they were indeed handpicked and trained by the father himself, in terms of art and plants. But it has been years since the death of our parents, there was no desire to change things. For years, it seemed like we stopped living.‖, murong Yun Hua was silent about the passing of time.

―Your arrival, really brings fresh breeze to our home. Thank you Brother Ding.yung, he said with a smile on Ding Tao.

―Sama-sama, you were the ones who helped me first at that time. I owe you my life, replied Ding Tao blushed.

―So...., are you leaving right now?‖ermark

―Ya... my current state.., ah. Sorry I've been troubling you guys a lot. After all, I do have a very important need.Yeah, long sigh Ding Tao ready to say goodbye.

―Miss Yun Hua, I'd better leave before the day gets longer…‖

Looking up, looking towards the clear sky, Murong Yun Hua reluctantly nodded his head,

―Yes, sunny days, short days will certainly be very hot. Brother Ding, be careful on the road…‖

―Talk my regards to Miss Huolin.sing, while saluting Murong Yun Hua, Ding Tao started to turn around and stepped up.

―Wait a moment.Yes, suddenly Murong Yun Hua chased after from behind, making Ding tao's steps stop.

―What's Miss Yun Hua?‖ermark

―Actually..., where are you going?‖ermark

―Ke Shaolin Monastery.s.ing, without thinking long Ding Tao replied, in 2 days their relationship has been like a friend who knows for many years.

―Shaolin? Don't-don't... Brother Ding do you want to become a monk?‖, ermany, Murong Yun Hua asked with a shocked, shocked and apprehensive facial expression.

Seeing his expression Ding Tao so laughed amusedly,

―No, no, no, I was suffering from a wound and according to the healer who examined me, only Monk Khongzhe or Reverend Chongxan could heal my wound.‖ermark

―Ah thank God, uh I mean.., you mean, you're hurting right now? But why Monk Khongzhe and Reverend Chongxan? They are not experts in medicine. And you don't look sick.. Ding Tao are you trying to trick me?‖ermark

―No of course I'm not lying. From the outside it seemed like I was fine, but inside my body it was brooding wild air from Fist 7 Wounds, as long as I did not try to exert too much pure air, too much, the wild weather fell asleep and nothing happened. But when I tried to use my pure air too much, the wild air rose and caused upheaval in my body, said Ding Tao trying to explain.