Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 3 - 2017 | Page 93

The Legend of the Golden Dagger
Carmel School Association Primary, Lable, Ben - 10
Prologue
1216 Shanghai
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mperor Xuanzong was yelling at his servant to get the dagger. The rumor was, that inside the curved,
ornate handle of the golden dagger, was an elixir so powerful that if any living creature drank it, they
would instantly inherit the gift of immortality. Emperor Xuanzong desired it more than anybody in
China. A local farmer, An Lushan, had been entrusted with the dagger and knowing its overwhelming
power, had hidden it, in a place he was certain no one, not even the all-mighty emperor would ever find it.
Friday December
5th 2016
Aguda had just finished his favorite history class. Today's topic was the golden dagger.
“Class dismissed and don’t forget to study for the test on Monday,” Mr. Suzong boomed. After class, Aguda
approached his teacher.
“I’m fascinated by this mysterious golden dagger. Can you tell me more about it?” Aguda questioned.
“Of course I can tell you more about it, but if you are really interested in finding out the secret history of
the dagger, you should seek out my uncle Jie Fu. He is the master when it comes to ancient Chinese weapons. He
works at Jade Buddha Martial Arts Studio,” Mr. Suzong replied.
Saturday December
6th 2016
“Jade Buddha Martial Arts Studio, please,” Aguda directed to the taxi driver. Within minutes they were
there. Jade Buddha Martial Arts Studio was in the Shanghai Tower on the 57th floor. As the doors on the 57th
floor opened, Aguda saw an old man sitting in an empty white room, meditating on a rug. He could almost smell
the dust in the air The man was wearing a purple robe and seemed utterly unaware that someone had entered the
room. Suddenly with his eyes still closed, the man said,
“Welcome to Jade Buddha Martial Arts Studio, Aguda. I am Jie Fu.” Aguda was shocked. How was it
possible this random man knew his name?