A/N: Er...right! Moving on the next chappy!
???: Hey! You promise to put ME in the story you @$$!
A/N: Shit! Must you appear when Qiu Huan's not around!?
???: To avoid unnecessary conflict, yes! Smart ain't I?
A/N: (acting Kong Ming) There is no magic here. This person knew that I would be alone today...sigh!
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Chapter 13: A Welcoming Tune
"Xiao Qiao, you better stay here where it's safe," Ming Ling said while she tied the steeds to a nearby tree.
"But I wanna go too!" Xiao Qiao retorted stubbornly.
"Without your weapons you will not. If anything happen to you in that camp, what's the point retrieving your weapons?"
Xiao Qiao, speechless seeing that there's no good reason to follow Ming Ling, sat on a nearby boulder grumbling to herself.
"Furthermore from your young age, your life is more precious than mine," replied Ming Ling as she climbed on her horse and rode off to the abandon camp.
"Hey! I can fight too!" Xiao Qiao voice out only to see the image of Ming Ling disappears within the horizon.
It only took about 10 li as the sights of the abandon camp as described are within Ming Ling's vision. The camp's structures were torn apart and banners of the late army of Yuan Shao are seen. Weapon in a range of spears, pikes and rusty swords are scattered around the area and the terrain appears to be dam as well.
"Strange, according to that man, there must be sights of bandits lurking," Ming Ling said as she halted and dismount her steed at a small hill nearby to get a better view of the camp.
As Ming Ling was about to feel disappointed, strong sounds of galloping horses were heard from the south direction. From the galloping sounds, Ming Ling could feel that there were about fifty over steeds heading towards the large abandon camp rapidly.
"From the looks of their loaded bags on the horses, they must be the 'Tiger Troupe'!"
The horsemen were definitely not soldiers from the looks of their attire. They wore simple cloth guards with turbans, worn-out helmets and bandanas of a variety of colors. They even have barbaric looks and features to be precise. As Ming Ling was busy monitoring the troops, she heard someone singing from a nearby tree.
Ming Ling stopped and turned to find that singing voice. She didn't know whom the voice belonged to, but she admitted that the song being sung is a well-written one. She then stealthy approaches the nearby tree to find the source.
She manages to get close enough to see a figure lying on one of the branches singing away. It was young man with short hair wearing a green colored vest in conjunction with long sleeves white cloth. Also, a green fabric is seen warp diagonally around the waist along with white pants and boots.
"I didn't know that my voice attracted people," the figure said eyeing on Ming Ling who was hiding behind a rock.
Ming Ling knew that her cover was blown away and approach the person.
"I heard you sing nearby. I have to admit, it was good," Ming ling said as she bowed down. "I do apologize if I had interfered you,"
"It is quite alright," the figure replied as he jumped down from the tree and walk towards Ming Ling. Under the sunlight, various designs are revealed on the man's vest and cloth. "Well now, what's a pretty girl like you doing in this dangerous plains?"
"I.um, was tracking down some bandits," replied Ming Ling.
"Bandits? You mean those bandits, the 'Tiger Troupe'?"
"Yes. That's the one I've been tracking,"
"I see. In fact, I've also been following them also. To put a stop to this night robbery they've been causing lately,"
"I want to retrieve my friend's belongings from them, and also to stop them," exclaimed Ming Ling.
"It seems like we walk the same path, may I know your name?" asked the young man.
"I'm Ming Ling from Qiao County, Pei prefecture. And who might you be sir?"
"They call me Jian Shun. I was an orphan during my tender years, so I was unsure where was I born," replied the man.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. It must be hard for you all these years,"
"I don't mind at all. Anyway, let us be on our way. The camp is that direction," Jian Shun said while pointing north.
"Yes!"
Ming Ling rode her steed to Jian Shun's and waited for him to get ready. What caught her eye was his equipment. Jian Shun carries a polearm type weapon, which consist of a long curved knife at the edge attached to a long stick that had the height of a spear.
"Come, let us go," Jian Shun exclaimed as he rode his brown steed north, followed by Ming Ling tagging along behind.
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A/N: I know this chapter is rather short (please forgive me). But I'll try my best to work it out next time. This chapter's purpose is to introduce a new character.....
Jian Shun: YEAHHHH!!! Whose da man! I'm da man! Whose da man! I'm da man! (doing a macho pose) Whose da man! I'm da man! Whose da man! I'm da man!
A/N: I'll promise you readers that this weirdo will DEFINITELY get a psychiatrist.
Jian Shun: Whose da man! I'm da man! Whose da man! I'm da man!
A/N: As I said, there's no magic here. I knew the........
???: Hey! You promise to put ME in the story you @$$!
A/N: Shit! Must you appear when Qiu Huan's not around!?
???: To avoid unnecessary conflict, yes! Smart ain't I?
A/N: (acting Kong Ming) There is no magic here. This person knew that I would be alone today...sigh!
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Chapter 13: A Welcoming Tune
"Xiao Qiao, you better stay here where it's safe," Ming Ling said while she tied the steeds to a nearby tree.
"But I wanna go too!" Xiao Qiao retorted stubbornly.
"Without your weapons you will not. If anything happen to you in that camp, what's the point retrieving your weapons?"
Xiao Qiao, speechless seeing that there's no good reason to follow Ming Ling, sat on a nearby boulder grumbling to herself.
"Furthermore from your young age, your life is more precious than mine," replied Ming Ling as she climbed on her horse and rode off to the abandon camp.
"Hey! I can fight too!" Xiao Qiao voice out only to see the image of Ming Ling disappears within the horizon.
It only took about 10 li as the sights of the abandon camp as described are within Ming Ling's vision. The camp's structures were torn apart and banners of the late army of Yuan Shao are seen. Weapon in a range of spears, pikes and rusty swords are scattered around the area and the terrain appears to be dam as well.
"Strange, according to that man, there must be sights of bandits lurking," Ming Ling said as she halted and dismount her steed at a small hill nearby to get a better view of the camp.
As Ming Ling was about to feel disappointed, strong sounds of galloping horses were heard from the south direction. From the galloping sounds, Ming Ling could feel that there were about fifty over steeds heading towards the large abandon camp rapidly.
"From the looks of their loaded bags on the horses, they must be the 'Tiger Troupe'!"
The horsemen were definitely not soldiers from the looks of their attire. They wore simple cloth guards with turbans, worn-out helmets and bandanas of a variety of colors. They even have barbaric looks and features to be precise. As Ming Ling was busy monitoring the troops, she heard someone singing from a nearby tree.
Ming Ling stopped and turned to find that singing voice. She didn't know whom the voice belonged to, but she admitted that the song being sung is a well-written one. She then stealthy approaches the nearby tree to find the source.
She manages to get close enough to see a figure lying on one of the branches singing away. It was young man with short hair wearing a green colored vest in conjunction with long sleeves white cloth. Also, a green fabric is seen warp diagonally around the waist along with white pants and boots.
"I didn't know that my voice attracted people," the figure said eyeing on Ming Ling who was hiding behind a rock.
Ming Ling knew that her cover was blown away and approach the person.
"I heard you sing nearby. I have to admit, it was good," Ming ling said as she bowed down. "I do apologize if I had interfered you,"
"It is quite alright," the figure replied as he jumped down from the tree and walk towards Ming Ling. Under the sunlight, various designs are revealed on the man's vest and cloth. "Well now, what's a pretty girl like you doing in this dangerous plains?"
"I.um, was tracking down some bandits," replied Ming Ling.
"Bandits? You mean those bandits, the 'Tiger Troupe'?"
"Yes. That's the one I've been tracking,"
"I see. In fact, I've also been following them also. To put a stop to this night robbery they've been causing lately,"
"I want to retrieve my friend's belongings from them, and also to stop them," exclaimed Ming Ling.
"It seems like we walk the same path, may I know your name?" asked the young man.
"I'm Ming Ling from Qiao County, Pei prefecture. And who might you be sir?"
"They call me Jian Shun. I was an orphan during my tender years, so I was unsure where was I born," replied the man.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. It must be hard for you all these years,"
"I don't mind at all. Anyway, let us be on our way. The camp is that direction," Jian Shun said while pointing north.
"Yes!"
Ming Ling rode her steed to Jian Shun's and waited for him to get ready. What caught her eye was his equipment. Jian Shun carries a polearm type weapon, which consist of a long curved knife at the edge attached to a long stick that had the height of a spear.
"Come, let us go," Jian Shun exclaimed as he rode his brown steed north, followed by Ming Ling tagging along behind.
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A/N: I know this chapter is rather short (please forgive me). But I'll try my best to work it out next time. This chapter's purpose is to introduce a new character.....
Jian Shun: YEAHHHH!!! Whose da man! I'm da man! Whose da man! I'm da man! (doing a macho pose) Whose da man! I'm da man! Whose da man! I'm da man!
A/N: I'll promise you readers that this weirdo will DEFINITELY get a psychiatrist.
Jian Shun: Whose da man! I'm da man! Whose da man! I'm da man!
A/N: As I said, there's no magic here. I knew the........