The Legend of Zhu San
200: Forest of the Spirit
“Calm down, don't be rash. Will we follow the three of them?” Zhu San said through his telepathy, when he saw Bian Chi clenching his hands and was about to stand up to the three.
“I'm sure that noble is Uncle Qiang Cao. We have to ask them where He is now.” Replied Bian Chi who looked furious.
The two halted their telepathic talk and immediately ate the dish that had come. The two of them continued to hear the conversation of the three people.
“Means that the nobleman is very rich, because I heard he managed to work with Kang Jin Si Golden Stick.”
“What is the Golden Spear Swordsman?! Wasn't he the hero of the Number Two Neutral Stream of the Wei Empire?” The voice of the youngest member of the Black Crow Sect, sounded louder than before due to his shock.
He also got angry looks from his two colleagues. “Hurry and finish your food. We should arrive at the sect before nightfall. I don't want to go through the Spirit Forest at night.”
Hearing the name of the Spirit Forest, the youngest member immediately stopped eating. There was clearly fear on his face. “I'll finish this lunch. Let's leave soon.” Take him while standing from his seat.
The three left the restaurant, after paying for their dishes and left with hurried footsteps.
Zhu San paid for the order that only half of them ate. Meanwhile Bian Chi immediately rushed out of the restaurant and followed the three.
By the time Zhu San finished and stepped out of the restaurant, Bian Chi had been at a distance of fifty meters in front of him heading westward.
“Chi’er Do not get too close to them, we tail from the air only upon our arrival outside the fence of this city.” Zhu San who stepped a little hurriedly, commemorated Bian Chi through his telepathy.
“Hahahaha .. It was amazing. You two are still young but have very high telepathic and martial skills. Too bad to like stealing hear other people talk Hahahaha.”
Zhu San and Bian Chi were stunned in their respective places. They became alert, when they heard the voice of Sepuh in their heads.
“San Gege Whose Voice is This? How can He say through telepathy with us?” Bian Chi asked in astonishment.
“You follow them both I'll catch up with you later. Beware.” Zhu San said as he spread his eyes around himself standing up.
“Hahahaha .. Do you want to see me? And wonder who I am not?” The voice again rang out, after Bian Chi moved away from Zhu San.
Bian Chi had approached the western city gate where the three members of the Black Crow Sect had exited the city gate.
“Areally elder? Who are you and how can you hear our telepathic talks? Please show yourself.”
Zhu San said through his telepathy while cupping his hands in front of his face. It made some who saw it astonished.
“Solve your dealings with that Black Crow Sect. If you are from the white stream, then you must eradicate that Black Stream Sect. Be careful of facing the head of his Sect and especially that person named Kang Ji the Golden Spear. The ability is very high once.”
The Sepuh voice again sounded in Zhu San's head, making Bian Chi's husband look confused by the words of the person he did not recognize.
“After your business is done, come to the Spirit Forest. I'm waiting for you there. May you be the Pair of True Yinyang Swordsmen I have been waiting for all this time. Goodby. Don't forget to visit the Spirit Forest as soon as possible.”
“Wait for Elders, can't you name or nickname your name?” Zhu San asked through his telepathy. But the figure seemed not to hear it.
After a minute of waiting, Zhu San finally decided to catch up with Bian Chi immediately. That was when Grandpa's voice came back into his head.
“You'll know who I am when we meet again in the Spirit Forest. Do not forget, for a great task awaits you. Go after your wife.”
Zhu San was the talk of the town of Wenzong for a while, as a result of his actions that shot into the air in front of the residents.
Although they had heard that the high warriors could do that, but seeing Zhu San who was still young was something that could not be found every day.
After Zhu San's departure, a Grandfather dressed shabbily and extremely seedy like a beggar, smilingly stared at where Zhu San had darted.
He immediately stepped towards the west gate of Wenzong and decided to return to the Forest of the Spirit, where he lived for almost a hundred years.
“Hopefully those two are the ones I've been waiting for all this time. That way I can go back to where I came from because of the special blood of both of them.”
No one noticed the old old man, so when his body disappeared from sight, no one noticed.
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“San Gege, did you see who spoke telepathically with us?” Bian Chi asked as he realized Zhu San had been a hundred meters behind him.
“I didn't manage to find the Elders.” Zhu San replied. Lau He also told me about what the man said.
“Why did He ask us to meet him in the Spirit Forest? How great was Kang Ji? So Grandpa asked us to be careful against him?” Bian Chi asked after hearing Zhu San's explanation.
“I don't know yet, save your question first. We will ask when we have met him.”
The two then watched over the three people who were a hundred meters below them. All three were running using high body lightening techniques.
So that in three hours later, they had arrived at the edge of a huge forest that was emitting an extremely gripping strange aura.
The three men were seen, slowing down their run and being alert as they passed through the five-kilometer edge of the forest.
The three were seen breathing a sigh of relief, as they managed to pass through the edge of the forest without experiencing the strange events they often heard.
But things were different with Zhu San and Bian Chi. As the two were in the middle of the elongated edge of the forest, something unexpected was seen by the two.
A shadow of a large face that looked very sepuh, was staring at them with a smile on his lips. Not long after, the two again heard Grandpa's voice inside each other's heads.
“I'm waiting for you both here. Don't forget, or you'll regret it later.” The voice sounded soft but with loud words.
A moment later, the shadow of the grandfather's face as big as the house, disappeared from the sight of the two.
“Who is Grandpa? Why can't I know of his whereabouts?” Zhu San muttered in his mind.
The two again darted after the three members of the Black Crow Sect who were now running leisurely and whose faces no longer looked as tense as before.
Without the three of them noticing, if it had led the two tigers that would destroy their sect.
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