(Part 4)
To be clear for all readers about the hostility and resentment embodied in the hearts of Hwe-thian Mo-li and Lian Hong, let’s first skip Hwe-thian Mo-li who were sitting pensively under the tree and looked back for about a year and a half ago, i.e before the great warrior Pat-jiu Kiam-ong Ong Han Cu died so sadly.
Ong Han Cu, nicknamed as Pat-jiu Kiam-ong (The King of the Eight Handed Swords) was a martial artist who lived on Mount Liong-cu-san. With his nickname as the king of the sword, it could be presumed that he was an outstanding swordsman.
Indeed, amongst all the swordsman stances at that time, it might be said that the Ong Han Cu’s swordsman stances occupied a very high place. These swordsman stances he obtained from a retreatant who alienated himself in a cave in Mount Liong-cu-san and accidentally this place was found by him. When he got the cave, all he saw was an intact human skeleton sitting cross-legged in the cave, a sign that this man had died in cross-legged state.
It was amazing how the skeleton could still sit and had petrified. This seemed to be happening because from the ceiling of the cave calx water down dripped continously which made the bones strong and unbounded. Besides this skeleton, Ong Han cu also found a book of swordsman stances that was created by a powerful man who had been bones.
Thus, so diligencely Ong Han Cu learned these swordsman stances which he then named it as Liong-cu Kiam-hwat, in accordance to the name of the mountain where he gained these swordsman stances. From that time on, he became a great swordsman and once he deliberately climbed to Kun-lun-san and Go-bi-san to test his swordsman stances with those both of the great martial art of the branhes. Apparently he has done well and rarely had swordsmen who can defeat Liong-cu Kiam-hwat.
Later, he met Nyo Siang Lan, a ten-year-old orphan who was almost starving to death in a flood-stricken village. Ong Han Cu’s heart had been touched seeing a little girl whom he saw so well talented, so he took Siang Lan to be his disciple. Perhaps because of suffering too much in her childhood, Nyo Siang Lan became a very hard-hearted girl and always meant very rarely happy. It was also in accordance with the character of Ong Han Cu who was also quiet.
As a kind-hearted heroic warrior, Ong Han Cu had extended his hands using his sharp sword to help the oppressed and eradicate the evils. This made the name of Pat-jiu Kiam-ong famous and this name was revered by many people who had been helped. But on the contrary it also caused hurt to many kang-ouw people who took the black road.
With great diligence, Nyo Siang Lan learned martial art from her . Ong Han Cu beloved so much to his single disciple because besides very diligent, also his this disciple was both really talented and very devoted to him. This was not surprising because Nyo Siang Lan not only regarded him as her master, even considered him as the substitute for her parents.
Often Pat-jiu Kiam-ong Ong Han Cu came down from the mountain leaving Siang Lan alone and ordered that the disciple practiced diligently. Each time her master returned to the top of Liong-cu-san with a proud and delighted heart he saw marvelous advances to his disciple. He was quietly excited about not choosing any disciple anymore.
About a year and a half ago, when Siang Lan was nineteen, her master said, “Siang Lan, my good disciple. You may not realize that you have inherited all my skills. You really satisfy me, Siang Lan, and I can’t teach you anything else. Liong-cu Kiam-Hwat has been learned by you to the end.”
“How can believe your this utterance, suhu,” Siang Lan said, “Every time teecu exercise with suhu, teecu still feels so hard and can’t withstand more than forty stances.”
Her master smiled calmly, “Of course, stupid kid. This is not because I still have a gimmick that you have not learned, but just not because of losing power and agility, you also lose experience. You must know this, martial art will only increase rapidly when you use it in real battles and if you often face tough opponents, your swordsman stances will automatically become more and more perfect. I have faced so many martial art experts, and therefore my movements are automatically perfect than you. Therefore my disciple, it is your right to descend the mountain and extend your experience. You come down from this mountain, use your skills you learned for these nine years from me to help fellow life. Thus, it will not be useless for you to waste so much energy, thought, and time to learn martial art and it is not useless for me to take you as my disciple.”
Then Siang Lan came down from the top of Liong-cu-san and began to wander in the world. For not wasting so much time her sword had done much and since she had always been harsh on the criminals, without any mercy she was then nicknamed as Hwe-thian Mo-li.
However, after wandering for a year and a half and returning to Mount Liong-cu-san, she got her suhu in a very sad state. A month ago, her suhu had been approached by five people and now had her suhu been cut his hands and legs and was in the treatment of a villager on the slope of the mountain.
Of course, Siang Lan was shocked and sad. She slammed into her suhu and cried into tears.
“Suhu, who the hell ones did it to you, suhu? Say it to me, suhu, who dare to harm you like this? Let teecu go find them, kill and destroy their heads!”
Even though his situation was very weak and poor, Ong Han Cu could still smile to see his beloved disciple, “Thank you Siang Lan, thanks gods that we still meet face to face.”
Then Pat-jiu Kiam-ong Ong Han Cu then told his experience about a month ago. Above the hilltop of Liong-cu-san, he had five kang-ouw people he had known well. They were Toat-beng Sin-to Liok Kong The Life Taker Infinite Machete, secondly was Si Infinite Monkey Yap Cin, thirdly Santung Siong Tat the heroic warrior of Santung, the fourth was a monk named Leng Kok Hosiang, and the fifth was another heroic namely Kim-gan-liong Cin Lu Ek The Golden Eyebrow Dragon.
As a kang-ouw who honored his friends from the same party, Ong Han Cu then greeted them with joy. But it turns out that their arrival was not good. So slippery, Leng Kok Hosiang, the high-spirited monk of Sin-tok-san, had poured poison to drinks to be drunk by Ong Han Cu.
“That was the chronology,” Pat-jiu Kiam-ong continued his narrative to his disciple who listened to it all with tears, “After drinking the poison in the unbelievably out loud wine, I collapsed unconscious feeling nothing more. When I woke up, it turned out that they had left, leaving me in this state. It is good that this friend who coincidentally saw and help me take care of me. Otherwise I would have been killed for their savage fraud!”
“But why, suhu? Why were they doing this awful thing?”
Ong Han Cu smiled, “There are two things that drive them to do this my disciple. For Leng Kok Hosiang and Yap Cin, they did have a resentment against me because I had knocked them down and blocked their evil deeds. As for Liok Kong, Siong Tat, and Cin Lu Ek came along to do this cowardly and despicable deed because they are dazzled of hidden treasure where is in the cave. They came for the hidden treasure that I had found in the cave with the book of swordsman stances. Really I don’t understand why humans can become dark eyes and cruel because of the influence of world treasures. As far as I know, Cin Lu Ek The Golden-eyed Dragon is not a man with evil character!” Ong Han Cu sighed instead of regretting his fate, but regreted the crimes of those people.
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