White Dragon Swordsman

xiao long's vengeance

The darkness of the night has now enveloped the earth. Cold wind that brings the point‐ point of water, feels blowing hard. While the moonlight that is supposed to decorate the night, it seems to prefer to hide behind a cloud of black. The atmosphere that night was getting quiet and gripping!

Similarly, the state of Ganjar Village is located in the West. In tavern‐kedai only seen one or two people who were warming up, with a glass of hot tea. While on jalan‐jalan, it looks quiet and quiet. The night is not so late.

However, behind the gripping silence was seen some residents who clustered in the hidden place of‐. They keep watch with guns in hand. There is something that threatens the village.

At the entrance, as well as at the village boundary, it appeared to have been heavily guarded. Dozens of people with weapons in hand, have been ready in their respective posts‐. At a guard post in the mouth of the village, about fifteen men‐laki seemed to be surrounding a bonfire. They purposely made it to drive away the bone-piercing cold.

"Hm.., the night is getting late. Come on, let's go around!" bring one of those patrons.

"ah! Brother Jarwa, just later! In a moment, Kakang!" protest some people against each other, while rubbing‐rub his hands near the bonfire.

The night air is getting colder, apparently making them feel lazy to patrol around the village. The person called Jarwa sighed for a moment. He himself actually felt reluctant to go around in this kind of atmosphere. However, at the time of‐ when the village was experiencing this disaster, it felt inappropriate to be selfish. Moreover, he who gained trust as the head of village security.

Because at the end of the last‐, Ganjar Village has been terrorized by the abduction of babies. In two days, this alone, three newborn babies in Ganjar Village vanished without a trace. In fact, the family of one of the missing babies was found dead in an almost unrecognizable condition.

Ganjar Village was in an uproar! The villagers were overshadowed by a great fear! What's more, the women who are pregnant are old. The presence of the baby that they usually wait for‐, now even a scary burden!

Actually, the incident did not just happen in Ganjar Village. But it is also experienced by almost all villages located in the West. Therefore, why on this night almost in every corner of Ganjar Village looks on guard. Both hidden‐hidden and candid‐light.

Meanwhile, the night is getting late. Although the rain had not yet fallen, but the gusts of wind felt increasingly cold, freezing the bones.

"Come on! Do you want to wait for rain?" take Jarwa again, who is the head guard at the front substation.

With a sense of laziness, some of the patrons immediately got up from his seat.

"You seven, stay here. Watch out! No one can leave this place without my knowledge! Understood?!" jarwa's voice gave the order.

"Good, Kakang! Beware‐!" answer them.

The eight men immediately left the guard post. With three torches illuminated, they began to patrol around Ganjar Village.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The sound of clapping sounded like each other. The patrols led by Jarwa walked through the cold darkness of the night. Sometimes, they stop at the slightly dark corner of‐. After making sure the situation in the place was safe, the patrolmen immediately continued their steps.

Unbeknownst to the patrons, a white shadow seemed to flash through the night's concentration. The white shadow movement was not his quick play! It seemed like the shadow had a high level of intelligence. The white shadow flashed like a faint glimmer of light‐samar.

The white shadow leapt agilely from one roof of the people's house to another, without making the slightest sound. His long, white hair was fluttering in the wind. The figure that was like a wandering ghost continued to dart towards the East of Ganjar Village.

Time was past midnight, when Jarwa and his seven friends reached the Village Hall located in the middle of the village. While from the opposite direction, it appears that other patrols have arrived also at that place.

"Good night, Kang Jarwa.

"Ah.., Adi Lugat! Good night," welcome Jarwa, who is then followed by other patrons who fight each other.

"How are things at the village boundary, Adi Lugat!" ask Jarwa later.

"Yes.., until now it is still safe, Kakang!" answer the man called Lugat.

"Oh.., thank goodness then. Hopefully tonight there is no incident what‐apa..," said Jarwa hoping.

"That's what we all hope for, Kakang!" lugat said equally.

"Eh! Come, Brother! We want to continue the patrol!" pamitnya later.

"Oh! Please.., please, Adi Lugat!" sahut Jarwa.

After having a brief conversation‐basi, the two groups separated. Jarwa and his entourage continued the patrol towards the village boundary. While the Lugat troupe, heading in the opposite direction.  

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The sound of clanging was heard again accompanying their footsteps, with a fixed rhythm. Just a few steps they walked, suddenly a shrill scream of fear broke the silence of the night.

"Aaaaaawwww ... !"

Quickly, Jarwa and his entourage immediately turned back to where it was. Likewise with the Lugat troupe. The two groups meet again.

"Adi Lugat! Did you hear that scream?" jarwa asked with a face filled with tension.

"Of course, Kakang! It looks like it's from the East!" lugat replied no less tense.

"Sound the alarm bells!" jarwa and Lugat's orders coincide.

Without being ordered twice, the fart was immediately struck. His voice was immediately greeted by another kentongan‐kentongan. So there was the sound of a fart that talu‐talu and earthy‐sahutan. The atmosphere of the originally quiet and gripping night was turned into a crowd, like there was a party of the people. In just an instant, the situation in Ganjar Village turned brightly lit by dozens of torch sticks that sprung up from all directions.

Meanwhile, Jarwa and Lugat's entourage had first run towards the origin of the screams. The longer, the more their company grew. Because on the way to that place, many villagers joined the two groups. Nonetheless, some of them remain on standby in their respective posts‐.

Not long after, the group arrived at the intended place. Apparently, there were also many residents with weapons in hand. They locked up a house, which was the source of the scream. A house that is not so big, and walled rooms.

"Jarwa's Back...!" greet them expectantly.

Jarwa immediately stepped closer to the house. After a moment of notice, he immediately shouted loudly;

"Hey, man, demon! Come outside! The house is surrounded!"

When they did not get a word answer, they began to look forward to immediately acting The residents of Ganjar Village were indeed furious by the calamity that always, befalling their village lately. They were eager to catch the savage, to be chopped.

Seeing the situation getting heated, Jarwa and Lugat then set up a strategy. They then ordered some residents to keep watch in front. While Jarwa and a few others agreed to break through inside.  

With one loud shout, Jarwa kicked the door of the house to the ground. His body immediately rolled with his alacrity. There were a few others, who jumped in.

What they witnessed in that house, truly‐ had obliterated their guts. Some of the people who had leaped in had become limp in their feet. You can only look at it with trembling feet! There are even those who staggered‐hyg fell while holding his mouth, because it held a very severe nausea.

Who would not, trembling, when in front of them appeared the corpse of the husband and wife of the owner of the house lying in a terrible condition. Both bodies could not be identified. Their bodies separated‐separate like ripped‐cabik a wild beast. Splashes of fresh blood flooded almost the entire room!

And even more terrifying, in front of them stood a figure of a white-robed body while breathing the blood of a baby that was still red. Her long, white hair dangled almost partially over her face. His bluish shining eyes looked wildly at the people of‐the people standing at the door. But, it seemed like he did not care, and continued to bite the baby's neck to suck its blood.

"Hmmm! So much fun!" there was a hoarse and creepy voice and her mouth was soaked in the fresh blood of the baby.

"Common... Ilisss ... !" with great difficulty Jarwa and Lugat could also make a sound. Their esophagus is like choking, like it is heavy to make a sound.

"Hi hi hi...!"

Accompanied by the laughter that set up the Roman fur, the demon flashed while throwing the pale infant corpse towards Jarwa and Lugat. The dead baby continued to hit Jarwa.

Bluk!

The two people who were like magic were no longer able to dodge. And strangely, Jarwa's body was strung hard to the back. Bugat who was behind Jarwa fell. Though the throw was seen sekall cleavage. And again, those two people were not empty figures. It could be imagined, how powerful that demonic energy was.

While the demon's body shot up to the roof and broke into the house until it was destroyed. His body immediately jumped, through the roof‐atap houses residents.

Some residents who stood guard outside immediately hunted the shadow.

"Hey, look! the demon ran away... !" one of the residents shouted while pointing to the roof.  

“Serang... !" yell at the others.

Without being ruled twice, the residents of Ganjar Village immediately threw their weapons‐ towards the shadow.

Trakk! Trakk!

When the demon mentioned his hand to fend off the weapon‐the weapon, the lance and the flying machete instantly fell to the ground. There were even some of them that fell in a broken state!

"Crazy! the devil has an invulnerable science... !" some residents shouted in shock.

Apparently, the Devil did not want to prolong business. Because, while the residents were fixated, the devil immediately flashed leaving the place.

Moments after the devil's departure, a horse mounted by a gallant man came to the place. The age of the man was less than fifty years. Behind him were two men guarding him.

"Ki Selangkitten...!" exclaimed the residents simultaneously, nodding his head at the old man.

The person named Ki Selangkit It nodded its head a little. Then with a nimble movement, he jumped down from his horse. Similarly, the two aides, who were no less agile jumping and the horse's backrest.

"ah! I seem to be too late!" ki Selangikan said with a face that described disappointment.

"Yes, Ki! the devil just left!" answer one of the residents

"Hhh.... Then, where are Jarwa and Lugat?" asked Ki Selangkit, when he did not find his two confidants among the crowd.

"We're here, Ki...!" suddenly sounded authentic from the direction of the house affected by the disaster earlier.

The villagers who were swarming turned to the direction of the voice. Looks like two people who sought Ki Selangkit, out of the house.

"What happened to Jarwa.., Lugat.." asked Ki Selangkit, when the two men were close before him.

"Hhh...! That devil's cleverness turned out to be great, Ki!" report Jarwa. On his face was the lingering horror.

"Right, Ki Dan we almost died in his hands!" lugat completes Jarwa's report.

"Then, how are things in that house?" ki Selangkang asked with a face that described great curiosity. Jarwa and Lugat immediately tell of all the events he experienced, without reducing or adding in the slightest.

After hearing Jarwa and Lugat's story, Ki Selangkit sighed deeply. Then his feet stepped towards the house that is now the center of attention, he was fixated on the doorway of the house. Face paled. A moment later his face turned red, as it held a great fury. During the ten years leading Ganjar Village, this was the only time he felt really‐ was very hit.

"Gather all the limbs of the dead‐the corpse! Tomorrow we will be buried as we should!" ki Selangikan's orders, to the residents who are still gathered in that place.

"Well, Ki!" answer them in unison.

"And remember! This incident do not you tell your children and wives! Remember that!" ki Selangkang's message before stepping out of the place.