1 PATROL IN THE MARKET

The famous martial arts college in this country. A college called Dao Bao Hu, a place where young warriors are formed. This school is located at the top of the Mountain, named Shan which means Mountain.

This evening the Dao Bao Hu seniors were gathering together. There is the first brother named Feng Li Qian, then the second brother who is playing the bamboo flute, and nearby is the fourth brother who is a medicine and medicine expert.

The three handsome, dashing, charming men that women dream of, are sitting together in a small garden yard in the Dao Bao Hu inner area, which covers 5 hectares. A wooden round table was in their midst and a few cups of tea accompanied a leisurely afternoon.

Tu.Tu.Tu.Ru.Tu.Ru.Tu.Tu.Ru.

The whistling sound of the bamboo flute played by the second brother, made the birds chirp and dance in the air.

His voice is so soothing to the soul, that anyone who hears it will be lost in every melody.

The second sister's eyes were tightly closed, enjoying every melody in her own bamboo flute playing.

Calm and quiet, this is the atmosphere of the evening in the afternoon.

"Your flute is just getting better and better. I'm very impressed with your flute playing that is getting better and better," said the first brother while praising the second brother.

"You're right," Fourth sister agreed, one thought with Feng Li Qian.

"The melodies are getting more beautiful and always make me want to be in this place," he added further, while closing his eyes and following each melody that was played.

Tu.Tu.Tu.

The second brother remained focused. The flute continues to be played, without the need to listen to the praises of his two companions. However, in the midst of that silence, suddenly a loud voice broke the atmosphere.

"Brother Feng! Second brother! Fourth brother!" someone shouted. The voice was heard calling the three men who were sitting there relaxing.

No stranger to Feng Li Qian and co. Of course it was the third sister who shouted. He galloped from the end of the hall towards his brothers.

"That voice again? Why did he come at the wrong time," shouted the fourth brother, suspecting, with his eyes still closed.

"Third brother!" guess from Feng Li Qian with the right instincts.

THEK....

The flute playing was stopped, the second brother opened his eyes, then lowered his bamboo flute and turned his head to face the back.

"First brother!" said the third brother, when he arrived in their midst.

His voice was booming, his heart was beating fast, his breath had been blocked from running without stopping. I don't know what he's chasing or fighting? If the third sister comes, it always spoils the atmosphere.

"What is it?" said Feng Li Qian asked the young man in front of him now.

The third brother tried to catch his breath for a moment, because he had not had the opportunity to rest.

"I bring great news from across the country!" Liu, called her name and she started to say.

His face deliberately lowered and approached everyone, and his voice sounded as if he was whispering to his brothers.

"Have you heard the rumors that have been circulating in the community?" he said, getting serious.

"Rumors, huh?" said Yu--Second brother, so calm as he daydreams in another direction.

"Just a crap!" exclaimed Feng Li Qian lazily, without looking at Liu's face.

The two of them did not take Liu's words seriously; Third Brother. However, a different attitude is shown by the fourth sister

"What's that?" Zhao Yi asked curiously; Fourth younger brother, that handsome face drew closer to Liu.

"What's that rumor? Say it quickly, don't make me curious," added Zhao Yi who couldn't wait any longer.

"Patience. I'll say it slowly, so that those of you who don't want to know, can at least hear the story," said Liu, which sounded more like someone's sarcasm.

"Don't worry about them. Just leave them alone if they don't want to know. Sooner or later they will find out for themselves," said Zhao Yi, who had the same opinion as Liu.

"Hahaha, you're right. Since when did you become smart?" Liu continued praising.

Zhao Yi smiled awkwardly. The story hasn't started yet, but there are already quips between fellow classmates.

"Never mind, it's not important. Now you'd better just tell me. I've been very curious about the rumors."

Zhao Yi was indeed different from the others. If the other two brothers prefer to be indifferent, it is different with the young man.

His pleasure in gossiping made Zhao Yi a man who couldn't hear the slightest bit of news. Obviously he would soon find out, or ask the person in question directly.

"Yeah, okay I'll start the story," said Liu resignedly.

He was not resigned to the situation, but Liu was resigned because Zhao Yi urged him. In his heart Liu wanted this rumor to interest Yu and Feng Li Qian. However, it seemed that this little rumor couldn't shake their hearts.

"This afternoon while patrolling the market, all the sellers were talking about the Masked Warrior," Liu said briefly first.

"Masked Swordsman?" Yu replied; Second brother. The swordsman who blew the flute earlier relaxed and turned his gaze to look at Zhao Yi and Liu.

After hearing "The Masked Swordsman" it seemed that Yu was quite curious and was easily provoked by Liu's words, who seemed very mysterious.

Liu's demeanor can hypnotize his listeners. Even so, Feng Li Qian remained silent and could not be provoked by such exaggerated nonsense.

"Explain quickly! I can't wait, who is that Masked Swordsman you're referring to? Obviously he's quite curious about me," said Zhao Yi excitedly.

Feeling that the news would be accepted, Liu did not want to waste the opportunity. Leave Feng Li Qian indifferent, Liu did not expect the opinion of the first disciple.

"So this afternoon, while on patrol at the market. I ran into someone...."

Liu continued his story. It all started when he was outside Dao Bao Hu. He went down the building to carry out routine patrols every week.

***

Midday. At the traditional market near Dao Bao Hu.

Liu had just stepped foot in the market. Everything still feels the same. The atmosphere of the market is bustling and noisy, because this is a market where people are crowded.

Everyone spilled over there. Blend into one. There is no such thing as rich or poor, because what they buy remains the same. Nothing distinguishes it.

If rich people buy vegetables, then people with small financial lines can also buy vegetables.

There is no caste in this market. All are considered equal.

Amidst the noise. Liu suddenly heard something far away. His voice was so touching that it penetrated the eardrums of the swordsman who was identical to the white outfit.

Liu closed his eyes for a moment to feel where the voice was coming from. Let the wind of messenger enter into his heart. He heard the scream.

"Help!" A scream that didn't come from anywhere.

"Please save my daughter!" quietly as if asking for help.

"Please Master! Please tell me. Please save my daughter!"

The moaning sound was clearly heard as if he was pleading with hope to the people who were visitors to the market.

Even though it was far away, Liu could still hear it clearly.

His eyes opened again. After searching for the source of the sound, Liu finally managed to get the exact location of where the sound was coming from.

"There!" pointed it out with confidence. Without a doubt, Liu was indeed a tier 5 swordsman who was good at everything.

"Thanks to the messenger wind. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have been able to hear that voice begging for help."

There's no need to think about it anymore and don't spend a lot of time. Liu immediately ran from there to the location he just got.

Liu rushed over at high speed. The lightening movement of his body was very good. He hovered along a path he had never stepped on. Liu passed through all the hustle and bustle of the market, splitting the dozens of people who were creeping densely here.

"Unlucky!" he shouted annoyed that his pace had to be hampered by the large number of people in the market.

Of course this is a traditional market. It can't be quiet either. Because the market is used as a place to exchange merchandise. From one seller to another.

"How about this?" Liu paused, but he wasn't running out of ways and ideas, to get out of the crowd that he should have handled well.

Therefore, Liu used the power of lightening the body and chose to fly over the heads of the seas of people. Liu is well aware, if this method is the best.

"Hubs, hubs, hubs."

His two feet passed one by one the people below. Even so, no one was aware that a swordsman was above their heads.

***

TEK….

Liu finally landed back on the ground. He arrived at the place he wanted to go, and sure enough what was there.

Everyone was gathering in a big circle in the corner, with one person being the center of attention.

Liu was very curious, without hesitation and thought the young man immediately rushed over there, to ascertain what happened at that place.

"Look at his face!" said someone who had gathered in the crowd.

"Yeah, I'm so sorry, with his daughter," said the person beside him.

"Iiii...is he cursed?" another whispered. Guessing as if their guess was right.

"His illness is very strange, I don't want to go near him! I'm afraid to blacken and not be beautiful anymore" scorned an adult woman who was disgusted by what she saw. But she is also not a beautiful woman.

"Isn't her father a healer, why does her daughter have such a disease?" gossip from the others continued.

"Please. Please help my daughter, sir, madam," pleaded the parent who was the center of attention.

"Master, Madam. Please save my daughter."

The middle-aged man pleaded with everyone who was watching him, while holding the body of his beautiful daughter who was lying stiff and helpless, with her entire body turning blue and swollen.

Everyone present to watch stared in horror. Neither of them wanted to approach the middle-aged man, even though he had begged.

All who looked at them felt uncomfortable to approach because his daughter suddenly got a strange disease that caused her body to turn blue and lay stiff like a corpse that had been dead for days.

"Excuse me! Excuse me!" Liu came closer.

"Excuse me sir, madam. Give me a way."

Liu split dozens of people and tried to break through to the middle because seeing Liu's face coming, people did not hesitate to give the young man an easy way.

Then how surprised was he when he saw the one in the middle of the crowd? A middle-aged man was crying over his daughter who was lying on the ground, with her whole body turning blue.

The man held his daughter's body and asked for help from all present. But no one wants to help him, they just want to watch.

Liu approached and sat down next to the body of the girl in the light green dress.

"What's the matter with your daughter, sir?" Liu asked softly, not wanting to rush.

"Please my daughter, Swordsman." This middle-aged man, known as Xiau, tried to softly answer Liu's question.

"Explain what really happened?" asked Liu for the second of you guys.

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