Swordsman Without Friends
The Thousand Face Celeng.
Looking at Mount Welirang unconsciously made him remember when he was first involved in the dispute of the same martial world warriors fighting over a magic stone called 'Blue Nirmala'. after escaping various obstacles that threatened his life he managed to get there too.
Recalling the secret passageway leading to the cave inside the 'Thousand Poisons Valley' where his five teachers had been trapped for many years, made him imagine a boar-like-looking woman. somehow Pranacitra felt that there was something very memorable in her heart with this strange woman.
Though the last time he met her, the woman nicknamed the 'Milk Face' is what makes the young man almost killed if only then did not appear Klowor Gombor, one of the members 'Group of 13 Assassins' and dubbed as the 'Crazy Hand Scabies' who obstructed the woman's vile intention to kill him.
With a trick of wiles that he prepared beforehand, the Blue Nirmala magic stone can remain in his grasp while making the two evil humans fight each other for the fake Blue Nirmala stone, until finally Pranacitra can escape death while finding the secret path hidden in the cave passage.
Although the event has been going on almost five years ago but like just passed. Pranacitra sighed while looking up at the sky. The sunlight that shone on his face was a bit scorching a sign that time had gone by during the day.The young man quickly lowered his body and took refuge behind the thickets of the bush. his sharp ears could hear the fluttering sound of an extremely soft sleeve piercing through the air.
''Anyone who comes, he obviously has the science of lightening an incredible body.'' Pranacitra's inner self while holding his breath. although he is not afraid of anyone but for now it would be better if he could avoid problems.especially now Pranacitra is not so far away from his destination.
There was no need to wait long for the cripple to know who the newcomer was. Only ten steps away from where he was crouching had appeared a black-robed body with a white cloth head covering. even though this man was standing behind him but Pranacitra knew very well who he was.
It is strange or indeed coincidental, only a moment ago this young man from Mount Bisma was reminded of the Thousand-faced Celeng, who was a child, it was precisely the woman who had crossed his mind now even appeared just like that in front of his eyes.Suddenly Pranacitra was barely able to resist the choking exclamation from his mouth.
From his extremely light and gentle movements almost without a sound, Pranacitra could have thought that the science of lightening this person's body had improved greatly compared to the first time they met until the young man became more alert and did not dare to move even a little because usually people who have knowledge light body height also has a level of hearing and a sharper sense of feeling.
The woman in a white cloth rolled her eyes around the place. "I'm sure my ears didn't hear wrong.there was someone who was whistling a sad rhythmic song.although it wasn't very clear to hear but it seemed like the tone of the sad whistling was very similar. who is this whistling man and how can he sing the same song.or, may he not..''
A pair of holes in the white cloth on the eyes looked wet. The Thousand Face Demon lowered his head weakly. a soft sobbing sounded as his two trembling shoulders held back the shock of the feeling of sadness buried deep within the recesses of his soul. ''After so many years passed, only this time did I hear the whistle again..''
''Aaish., I've been trying to find him all over the earth all this time but he still failed me to find even a little trace of him I didn't get. The boy had been dead for a long time. maybe I just misheard because I thought back to the child.'' his sigh was full of bitterness.the breeze that blows as if accompanying the lesatan of the woman's body that vanished from there.
Although it was just a slow mutter but for Pranacitra it was very surprising to his heart. ''What is the meaning of all the words that the ugly woman has spoken. the same sad rhythmic whistle also the old child died.who is the ugly woman.is she., she., ever lost his son.?''
''He also said that his mother had been dead for a long time, then who was the mother of Srianah also his father or family. if the Thousand Face Celeng thought that the whistle that I had chanted while on the way here was the same as he had, did this woman have a relationship with the girl.then., who exactly was Srianah.?'' inner Pranacitra.
Suddenly this young man felt very stupid.for many years he was near even had time to wander along with Srianah.he knew all of its nature, he knew all of its nature, everything that is favored or disliked by the girl.even her scent that almost never wears fragrance is also familiar with her nose.
But if Pranacitra is asked, who is Srianah really, where he came from and what is his family background.? he will not be able to answer it. because all this young man knows is Srianah aka Coreng is the child pickpocket from the Sewon market in the Muntilan area, Ki Suta's student and 'Gembel Sakti Mata Putih'. that's all. The rest., she doesn't know anything at all.!
A glance of thought had crossed his head but he hurriedly tepis far away. ''Aahs., damn.it is very unlikely.'' his mind shuddered while shaking its own head. After being sure there is no one around, Pranacitra again flashed towards the northern region of the slopes of Mount Welirang.
Along the way the trees get busier and denser until the sunlight can barely penetrate them. by dusk this young man had arrived at a small stream whose water was yellowish and faintly spread the smell of sulfur. The more it rose above the smell of sulfur also increased pungent smell.
The stench is increasingly stinging. plants around look withered and dead live twigs. none of the animals are there. Not even an ant or a small insect is also visible. around the surrounding area as if to be a waste disposal or exposed to magic curses.
This limp young man continued to climb the mountain slope. flashed through the cracks of tree branches and the protrusion of rock that soared.at night the surrounding air felt crowded and very nauseating. once again Pranacitra flashed from above the air, lightly setting his foot on the ground.
In front of him lies a wide pedataran flanked by high rock cliffs.The highest rock cliffs are in front there. behind the highest cliff was the secret place he was heading to. The stench of stench was immediately smelled by it. that was the place called the Valley of a Thousand Poisons.!
Although the Blue Nirmala stone had melted into his bloodstream to make him almost immune to all poisons but still the foul scent of hundreds or perhaps thousands of corpses scattered in front of him made him feel fed up. let alone ordinary humans, even the high-scientific martial arts figures will also vomit or even die of poisoning by the stench scattered here.
Stepping down Pranacitra passed through the bones strewn over the Valley of the Thousand Poisons. The sound of broken bones and human skulls crumpled was stepped on, also the roar of the cold wind smelled rotten like the rhythm of the accompanying song to welcome him back to the place he was in the kingpin by his five teachers.if he used to enter the cave through the secret path, then he went to the secret path, now with the height of his knowledge Pranacitra is determined to climb the high cliff that looms before him.!
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