তেত্রিশ অধ্যায়: নরম তুলতুলে বলটির দানশিয়া কাপানো পরাক্রম

shen tang ebong dugu qingli—kaokao kono nirdisto birokh o sritatva samporke kichui na janleo, protom drishtei bujhte perechilen je e dhoroner bhu-prakriti kono matei sadharon noi.

lakh xin-zhour obhidhan nicher dike ese bollo, "ei drishti-bhangi, jekhane pahar ebong nodi ghire rakhe, tar modhye jodi kono boisistyo na thake, tobe keu-i biswas korbe na. tumi age bolechile je purbe xiazhou ekti pranta chilo, jekhane adhyatmik urja khub sokriyo chilo, kintu pore sei urja miliye giye ekti sadharon jelay porinoto hoi... sombhobto ei sokol karoner sondhan ei sthan theke-i paowa jabe."

lakh xin-zhou ja mukhe bolen ni, ta holo tar poribarer dhongser karon je dharer chula chilo, ta thik ei pahar o nodir ghera berir madhye-i khure tola hoyechilo.

arongke paowa giyechilo ei sthanei.

ekhono yuan mu-yu ke atrakshit korechilo ei sthaner boisistyo, jake bole dharmer nirdesa... kintu mone hoi tokhon tar kache lakh xin-zhou-ke niye jiggasa ba onnanno rohoshyo anusandhan korar cheye tar akorshon besi chilo, tai ar kono chesta na kore sojasoji chole giyechilen.

lakh xin-zhou biswas kore je tar moto byakti kono karon chara kichu kore na ebong tar bhavana ba gananar bhul howar kotha noi. ekhane oboshyoi kono samasya ache, kintu tar ager kono subidha chilo na tai sondhan korte paren ni, ar ekhon tar kache tar sujog royeche.

shen tang abar wheel chair-e phire giye ekti jotil drishti diye bollo, "etar paspase kono uncho pahar nei, tai sadharonoto ei dhoroner opor theke drishti sambhab noi. tumi asman theke ei sthaner bhu-prakriti dekhar kotha kivabe chinta korle?"

lakh xin-zhou ekti dirghaswas phele bollo, "tumi to jano-i ami tar mukhya byakti, sekhane sei somoyer purono sadhu protidin pahar o nodir berir kotha bolto, ami beshi sunechi. tobe chotobelay bujhtam na, bhebechilam tar sadhana ba paglami, pore bochor gulo te onk dhoroner jantrik koukol o bhu-prakriti sikhechi, abar purono sthane phire asay kichu notun chinta asata swabhavik."

dugu qingli jiggesh korlo, "tobe sei purono sadhu kivabe janlo?"

"sombhobto aro purono kono sahajjo ba parampara thakbe, jehetu se nije besh sadharon chilo, tar nije bujhar kotha noi."

"tobe..." shen tang kichuta sandeho niye bollo, "eto borokhor kotha, tumi amader emni-emni bole dile?"

"ha?" lakh xin-zhou hese uthlo, "amra ki ekti doler noi?"

shen tang take kichukhan takiye dekhe "ha" bollo.

lakh xin-zhou hese bollo, "asole karon holo, ami jodi o bujhte pari je ekhane kichu boisistyo ache, tobe ta khulbar kono upai pacchi na, ses porjonte amar sikha opurno, eka shob bhog korte parbo na. tomra dujon protisthaner dik theke onek unchu, sombhobto amar cheye beshi asha ache, tobe ses porjonte amake bad diye cholona korlei holo."

shen tang hese uthlo, "ta ki kore hoi."

"kotha holo, huang poribar porompora unchu bangsha, ei sthane bari toirir sidhanto, ebong tiger-er akriti ke picher pahar banano, ami biswas kori na je tar kono karon nei. tobe ami biswas kori je ei du poriber huang poribar, ekhon ar e sob jane na, tar achar-behar dekle mone hoi na je keu bujhe..." lakh xin-zhou chinta kore bollo, "jani na huang poribarer kono grantha ba kichu ache kina, ami agami din gulo te khuje dekhbo, ebong sate sate jantrik koukol diye ankbar chestao korbo. tomrao chinta koro."

"ha..." shen tang komla shore bollo, "tumi age bolechile amar onnanno shokti ache, ta oboshyoi ache, ei dui dine jogajog hoyeche. amar nije budhhi kom, sombhobto tader sahajjo nite pari."

"oh? biswas kora jai?"

"ma ebong mama ei bochor gulo te gopone amar jonno kichu biswasjogyo mrityu-sainik toiri korechilen, tarpor hothat ghotonay jogajog chhinno hoyechilo, ekhon sabar sate jogajog hoyeche, oboshyoi biswasjogyo. tar sate tianxing swordsman songher kichu shaktisali byakti ache, jara somoyer somoy baire thake, tader gopon kajer jonno biswas kora na geleo, songher yoddha hisabe biswas kora jai."

"dekhte to khub saktisali mone hocche..."

shen tang tar gopon shoktir shokti somporke sab kichu khule bollo na, sudhu bollo, "xiazhouer tulonay, khub saktisali."

"jela sather jonno?"

"ta-o porjapto."

lakh xin-zhou bollo, "qingli ke amake dao, amar mone hoy na tomar r kono dorkar ache."

arong: "..."

dugu qingli thanda shore bollo, "tara ekhono pothe ache. tader ashle, amar kaj ses kore, ami baire bhromone beriye jabo."

lakh xin-zhou bollo, "tumi ki ekhane rohoshyo khuje dekhar ichche koro na?"

dugu qingli ektu thik thak kore chup kore gelo.

sotti-i tar khub ichche chilo.

tarao to eta sadhana...

shen tang ekbar kharap drishte tar dike takalo, tar mone holo ei sada chuler meke konodin naki lakh xin-zhou bikri kore debe.

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kothar modhye, ses shondhar aloke akashe alok mile gelo, akash puri ondhokar hoye gelo.

piche danxia pangrer basagrihe mombati jwele uthlo, ekdol lok onnyer barir samne bose golpo korar moto ekta lajja laglo, ar tokhoni tar mone porlo je ekhon tara-i to tader dalpati.

tai shen tang hese uthlo, "jehetu esechi, ami dal er lokder deke poriborton korbo... tomar to tader mone bhalo nam ache, amake sahajjo korbe?"

"...tader mone amar ki nam ache? keege jawa hara kukur?"

"kono shokti te, danxia-er nam sobcheye unchu, sobar-i roger somoy dorkar hoi. jemon tianxing swordsman songher lokra tomar dike kono bhalo drishte takay na, kintu tumi danxia howay, keu apoman korar sahosh kore na, sobe chup thake. tar sate danxia pangr to ek somoy tomar jonno unnoti korechilo, tomar sthan samporke tumi kom bujhecho..."

lakh xin-zhou hashi-hashe mukhe bollo, "tianxing swordsman songher lokra amake bhalo chokhe dekhe na keno?"

shen tanger mukh lal hoye gelo, mukh guriye ar kichu bollo na.

lakh xin-zhou hese bollo, "ami tomar danxia pangr sabha dekte sahajjo korte pari, kintu tader mon joter jonno, amar sahajjo porjapto noy, onnanno byakti-i sotti karigor."

shen tang thoke gelo: "ke?"

lakh xin-zhou hath bariye, aronger mathay hath buliye bollo, "se."

shen tang: "..."

"oh hya, keu ke bole shiyuan yao ke khobor dao..."

"notun sohorpati ke dakbe?"

"na, take esob khabar dekhate dakbo, nahole bhoy hoi se amake gali debe."

shen tang hasbe ki kadbe bujhte parlo na.

danxia pangrer samproti obostha kharap chilo, dalpati hothat huang poribarer barite mara giyechilo, shona giyeche huang poribarer rakhi ta koreche, ar ekhon palie giyeche, huang chotur khaoar por ar kono kotha chilo na, dalpati to emnite-i more geche. ei dui dine to erpor chhoriye porechilo je soto-dalpati dal bikri kore debe, danxia pangrer lokder mon asanthi, keu bujhte parchi na kothai jabe.

yueder poribarer baba-meye ja-i koruk, danxia pangr sadharonoto bhalo pather ekta dal. tader mukhyo kaj holo ousodh gach chash kore bikri kora, dal er lokra bishesh kore rakhi ba courier-er kaj kore, sotti bolte tianxing swordsman songher moto-i, eta khub nirdisto sthan, dal er lokra sabai xiazhouer bhalo poribarer sontan.

tai eta khub bhalo sampod, jodi sipath ba manush hoi, ta sonchoy korar moto.

akash jokhon andhokar, danxia pangrer sabai pahare phire asar somoy, sobai lakh xin-zhouer shobdha sunechilo, sobaike paharer boro mathay ektro hote bola holo.

lakh xin-zhouer nam danxia pangrer lokder mone khub bhalo chilo, ei shobdho shune mone holo keu asroy peyeche, hazar hazar lok ektro chole elo, keu bad gelo na.

sabha-er bose thaka sundari meke dekhe, beshirbhag lok bujhte parlo na eta ke.

lakh xin-zhou shen tanger dewa dalpati token niye, sobai ke shuniye bollo: "sombhobto sabai sunecho je soto-dalpati danxia pangr bikri kore debe. ami bolchi, eta gajob noi, aj shondhay soto-dalpati danxia pangr ke tianxing swordsman songher shen tang dalpati-ke bikri kore diechen."

tianxing swordsman songh!

onek loker buk kede uthlo.

samrat tianxing swordsman songher oboshipsto shokti ke sahajjo korar adesh ekhane eseche, keu bhebechilo sadharon byapar, kintu eta nijei mathay poreche!

lakh xin-zhou abar bollo, "sabai jane, tianxing swordsman songh haraoleo, tin-praner sword songher bhitti ache, sadhanar niyom danxia pangrer cheye onek unchu. aj theke danxia pangrer nam bad diye, tianxing swordsman songher sate jog kora holo, yog danar ichche thakle niyom onujayi soman hobe, ar ichche na thakle ekhoni chole jete paro, keu bad debe na."

"lakh xin-zhou!" ekti dariwala lok samne jump kore elo: "soto-dalpati sampod bikri koreche, tobe danxia pangrer nam bad dewar kotha bole ni! tumi byaktigoto shatrurodh korcho!"

lakh xin-zhou thanda shore bollo, "dal bikri hoye geche, nam rakha ba na rakha notun maliker kotha? ki, zhao up-dalpati kono moth ache? moth thakle soto-dalpatir kache kine nao na, kachei to ache, soto-dalpati tomar kache bikri korbe na keno, taka nei naki?"

zhao up-dalpati thoke gelo, ki kinbe, tar uddeshya chilo liu yan-er ke soriye danxia pangr nite hobe! age theki-i sei meke gopone mere phelbar chinta chilo, kintu somoy kom thakay tora tari korte pare ni, ekhon matro koyek diner modhye liu yan eto sohoje dal bikri kore debe keu bhabe ni!

se dirghaswas phele, thanda shore bollo, "danxia pangr liu poribarer byaktigoto sampod noi, eto purono bhai ra mile toiri koreche, liu yan ke chere dao, liu qingcang jodi zibito thakto, tabeo sobaike bole kaj hoto na!"

tar pashe aronger shobdho elo: "tai naki, liu qingcang gotogoto maser age tomar bouer ghore giyechilo, tumi keno kichu bolo ni?"

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"shou!" shiyuan yao sroteshwo aronger pashe ese porlo, chokh jhikjik korche: "ami esechi ami esechi! aro kichu bolo!"

lakh xin-zhou hashar kase chilo, se prothom bar shiyuan yao ke sadharon meyer poshak dekhechilo, halka makeup korechilo, dekhe ekdom sadharon meyer moto lagchilo, kono sarkari officer er moto noy.

keu shiyuan yao ke chinite pare ni, sei zhao up-dalpatir mukh sobuj hoye geche: "choto chele bhul bhal bokche!"

arong bollo: "sei din gate ami tomar sate dekha hoyni, jiggesh korechilam ghore ki shobdho, tumi bolechile tomar bou gan gay."

"haramzada!" zhao up-dalpati krodhe bhori hoye, jump kore aronger opor hath tullo.

"sha!" sworder alok chole gelo, zhao up-dalpatir buker kache rakter dag beriye elo, piche hothe laglo.

wheel chair-e bose thaka shen tang thikthak sword ta thik kore nilo: "abar manush ke marar chesta korle, r ei alpa gha hobe na, apni bhalo kore chinta korun."

zhao up-dalpati gha chepe dhore, mukh lal hoye gelo. buker gha bhalo chilo, shen tang cherechilo, kintu picher hazar hazar loker drishti piche chile, ei gha keo sohyo korte parbe na!

se sesporjonte jump kore, palie gelo.

lakh xin-zhou hese bollo: "ar karor kono moth ache?"

onnyo ekjon briddho du bar khese bollo: "sei, zhao up-dalpati pagol holeo, tar kotha thik ache. danxia pangr sobaike mile toiri korechilo..."

asole eta miyhe kotha. danxia pangr purei liu qingcang huang poribarer sahajyete toiri korechilo, ekdom byaktigoto sampod, onnyo ra sobai sahajyokari. kintu ekhon liu poribarer baba-meye nei, tader unchu sorer lokra emon bolleo keu kotha bolte parbe na.

arong hese bollo: "tai naki, strict dada, apnar yan didi ke snan korar somoy churi kore dekhar kotha sabai ke janiye debo..."

briddho loker mukh ondhokar hoye gelo, piche hothe laglo.

shiyuan yaoer chokh jhikjik korche.

onnyo ekjon modhyboyo khese bollo: "arong, tumi..."

kotha ses hoar agei, arong hese bollo: "zhang hall master, dui mas age, tumi wang hall master ebong ye executive-er danxia kota churi korechile, bolechile liu dalpatir kotha, asole eastern yihong lou-er xiaotanhui ke diyechile..."

zhang hall masterer gham beriye gelo, piche chirodhwani elo: "zhang! tui..."

"sha"! zhang hall master zhao up-dalpati r cheye tora tari palie gelo, bhoy peye pas diye palie gelo.

aronger drishti abar samner unchu sorer lokder upor porlo, ekhane theke sekhane ghurlo.

drishti jeno bish er moto, sokol unchu sorer lokra ek pa piche hothe laglo, bhoy peye: "amra notun dalpati ke somorthon kori!"

arong hath diye matha dhore bollo: "wang hall master, tumi..."

wang hall master bhoy peye gelo: "wang ami shen dalpatir shob poriborton ke somorthon kori!"

"tumi emon bolleo, amake mone kore dite hobe, tomar bou tumi baire asay, tar abhir sate..."

"sha!" zhang hall master taratari palie gelo, mothar modhye keu kichu bollo na.

shobai chup, shen tang dugu qingli ascharye hoye gelo.

bhebechilo keu ke mere shokti toiri korte hobe, aronger koto gti kothay... shobai matha noye gelo, shanti hoye gelo.

shiyuan yao aronger dike takalo, sei drishti emon jeno keu phol khacche.