Chapter 119: 119
"Chung-Myung?"
"Yes, a man of letters."
"……Hey, did you say Wiso Haeng?"
"Yes, a man of letters."
"Why don't we get to the point first?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not in a good situation. As a matter of fact… …"
Wiso Haeng began to explain the situation.
Hwayeongmun is a member of the inner family of Hawasan.
Usually, the disciples of the great literati are divided into two categories. One is a disciple of Jinshan, who entered Hawasan and lived there all his life. Those who became Jinsan disciples were given the command of the Tao, raised their disciples in Hawasan, polished swords, and pursued the Tao.
However, those who learn from Hawasan but go out into the world and not into it become stenographers.
The clan established by such a descendant was a separate clan from the group of Hawasan, but was operated under the influence of Hawasan.
The inner family members send a reasonable amount of money to the main office every year, and the main family solves various difficulties faced by the inner family members in return. The main mountain is good for making stable money, and the inner family group is good for attracting students by using the name of the main mountain.
It is said that these inner family members exceeded hundreds in the heyday of Hwasan, but now there are no more than ten places in the world that claim to be the inner family members of Hwasan.
Even the remaining heat is not properly interacting with the mainland.
In the meantime, Hwajeongmun Gate has been the place where money has been sent to Hawaii most consistently.
"It's not a very successful official, but Hwayeongmun was a place where we were recognized."
"Right, if you're an English-speaking person, that's enough."
"The problem began with the opening of a new military center called Jongdogwan across the street. As soon as the sect became a member of the shaman's inner family, it aggressively attracted the trainees."
"Well."
"But maybe because we have so many things done by Hwa Yeong-mun, our region, Namyang, didn't respond to respond to them. Then they started to go after us directly."
"Hmm."
"My father, who couldn't stand their constant provocation, was defeated and badly wounded by the presence of his servant."
"Oh, my God!"
Hyun Young sprang up from his seat because of the branched energy.
"What kind of person is Hwa Yeong-mun-ju saying that he's going to hurt? Catch him and chew him up right now……."
Hyun Sang pulls Hyun Young's sleeve.
Hyun Young, who was forced to sit down, gritted his teeth with a face that still couldn't get rid of his anger.
"If it was over there, I wouldn't have come all the way here, but Jongdogwan said he asked for support from Wudang headquarters because he was planning to drive us out of Namyang. My father sent me here when he heard that the disciples of Jinsan were coming down from the shaman soon. Meet a long writer and ask for help."
Wiso Haeng, who finished his speech, plopped over there.
"Jang Moon-in, help me. If you don't help us in Hawaii, we have to lower the signboard as it is. They're the ones who are nothing short of nothing."
"Hmmm."
After hearing all the circumstances, Hyun Jong drooled deeply.
"Did you say that Jongdogwan was a shaman's house?"
"Yes, a man of letters."
"Oh, my God. How could you do that in a place where you can save the province?…."
Hyun Young snorted at Hyun Jong's sigh.
"What are you talking about? What kind of place is a shaman? It's the richest conduit in the world. Don't tell me all that money came from the passengers' pockets. Wudang is the strongest people in the world to increase my inner circle."
"Hmmm."
Hyun Jong nodded still.
'Get away with it……'
Surely this is something that cannot be left to watch.
It's a second problem that their inner family is being beaten by a shaman.Now it's time for Hawasan to look outside.'
The number of inner family members is an indicator of how strong the power of the main mountain is. Strong literary circles are the way to increase the number of households, while declining literary circles disappear.
If he wants to regain his past reputation, he should not rule only inside. Soon, some of the disciples of this university will descend. Shouldn't they be supportive if they create a military crown?
This is not just a stenographic matter. Furthermore, it is a matter of determining the way the world looks at Hasan.
When Hyun Jong fell into thought, words began to come out here and there.
"Shouldn't we help?"
"It's not easy to help. Isn't it an unwritten rule that no more than a great disciple should take part in the work of the servant?"
"Yes, you are."
There have often been cases in which children's fights spread to adult fights, and what began in the past as a matter of inner family has spread to war between the main and main families. Since then, Kang-ho has made an implicit agreement to prevent unnecessary bleeding, and those directly involved in the inner family have not crossed the line.
It is also intended to send children to the world to gain experience instead of those who are already being completed.
"If we have to send them, it is right to send these students. Why don't you send the white porcelain ships?"
"Hmm."
"And……."
It was that moment.
"Well…."
Wiso Haeng, who was listening to the conversation, hesitates and opens his mouth.
"Can't you be the third disciple?"
"……."
"My father asked me to do so. The Hawaiian god dragon Chung-Myung must be brought……. Is Mr. Chung-Myung now……."
Hyun Jong's face is trembling.
"Well, you're going to take Chung-Myung?"
"I'd like to, if possible."
"Well, yeah, well, that's a good thing. Uh… yeah."
Mouth is discussing good things, but face is not discussing good things.
"Okay, I get it. There's something we need to discuss, so leave for a while."
"Yes, a man of letters."
As Woon Gong took Wiso Haeng outside, Hyun Jong asked with a seriously hardened face.
"What should I do?"
"It's nothing to worry about!"
Hyun Young screamed.
"Hwa Young Moon! This is Hwajeongmun, who used to pack baribari grain and money in the days when Hwasan had nothing to eat and die. No matter how many times I tell you, grace is grace! We are not beasts and we must forget grace. We need to release the children and bite them right now."
"……it's not like I'm solving a dog. Don't bite me."
"There's more to this than a dog."
That's the problem.
That's the problem!
Hyun Sang said with a serious face.
"Long death penalty, it's not something that's easy to think about. Isn't your opponent a shaman?"
"Well."
"The shaman is a tough opponent. No matter how much the work of a servant is a work of a servant, and in the main mountain, they say they do everything they can by sending only young people, but they don't know how it will spread."
"That's right."
On the contrary, such an unwritten rule was created because conflicts that occurred in the inner family often spread.
"I'm sorry for Hwa Young-moon, but there's another way to help. I want to avoid sending my disciples to clash with the shaman."
It's a little harsh, but it's not because Hyun Sang doesn't like Hwa Young-moon. No civil servant in the world wants to run afoul of a shaman.
Where's the shaman?
Isn't it called the northern head of the lake with Hawasan?
Hyun Jong's eyes turned to Unam."What do you think?"
"The Long Man."
Unam took a little deep breath and opened his mouth.
"There are two things to think about. One is whether it is the right time for Hwasan to resume his outside activities. Whatever we think, if Hwasan sends his student to confront the shaman, the world will think that he has resumed his foreign activities."
"Right."
"And the second is whether our children can afford the disciples of the shaman."
"That's it."
Hyun Sang received Unam's words as if it wasn't a big deal. And add up.
"There must be a third."
"What if it's the third time?"
"May I let him go?"
"……."
Empathy and anxiety on everyone's faces were both young.
"Jang In fact, he was right earlier. If we have to let him go, Chung-Myung has no choice but to let him go. Isn't it so?"
"Well, yes."
"But can I set him free in the lake? What's more, you're dealing with a shaman."
"Yes."
Hyun Jong scratched his head not like him. His neatly brushed hair is disheveled.
This year is not a short time.
Now everyone here knows very well what Chung-Myung's nature is like. It was a great burden to send Chung-Myung down to the river.
"Lucky sword."
"Yes, a man of long letters."
"What do you think?"
The sword laughs lightly.
"There's nothing to think about. Send it to me."
"Let's send it?"
"There's no reason not to send it. Someday, Chung-Myung has to go to the strong team. Delaying is not the answer. I would disagree if he could take time to become a master, but isn't that a dream you wouldn't want anyway?"
"……."
"Then I'll send it. It's better to get beaten up early."
Hyun Jong stopped laughing.
"I see."
It's an absurd answer.
After closing his eyes for a while, he soon opens his eyes and nods.
"Call Yoon-jong."
Yoon-jong, who came in with Wiso Haeng, who was outside, paid tribute to Hyun-jong and sat down.
"Did you call me?"
"What is Chung-Myung doing now?"
"It hasn't come out of the recently-entered closure."
"How much did you expect?"
"I understand it's probably time."
"Well, I see."
Hyun Jong's gaze alternately looked at Yoon-jong and Wiso Haeng.
"Yoon-Jong아."
"Yes, a man of letters."
"I think Chung-Myung needs him, so let's call it a day."
"Yes."
"On the way, show the guests from Hwajeongmun to Hwasan. Maybe Chung-Myung needs to go a long way with us, so I'll introduce him to you in moderately.
Yoon-jong is flinching.
"……did you say it was a long way?"
"Yes, it is."
"So Chung-Myung, long way to go.
"Yes."
There was a slight irreverent light in Yoon-jong's eyes.
I'd like to translate that look into words.
"Are you out of your mind?"
It may be, but no matter how long you are, you can't get angry because your eyes are irreverent.
"……okay."
It was Yoon-jong, who made it possible to interpret it differently just by speaking.
"Then let's go."
"Oh… Oh, yeah!"
Wiso Haeng follows Yoon-jong. Hyun Jong drooled low as he saw Yoon-jong leaving the room after showing his respect.
I don't know if I'm good at this.'
However, it is already a preference.
Wiso Haeng glanced at Yoon-jong walking next to him.
I think you're about the same age as me.'
Or maybe a couple of years younger.
But we can't have the same age and skills. The atmosphere felt by Yoon-Jong was like a lake.A lake that is quietly locked.
It makes me realize that Hawasan is a conduit. This is why he is a native, and this is why he is a true disciple of Jinsan. It was Wiso Haeng who was impressed by the progress made by the younger one.
"Well…."
"Say it."
"Who is Chung-Myung stamp?"
"……."
Yoon-jong's eyes are slightly shaking.
Whether or not he knows how Yoon-Jong feels, Wiso Haeng blabbed excitedly.
"Everyone knows the name of the Hawaiian dinosaur Chung-Myung. But the Falling Dragon Branch……. No, there hasn't been any known history since Hwajong Branch, so everyone is wondering what kind of person Chung-Myung is. Some say it's a sword-like inspection, and some say it's a great cooperation……."
"……Great agreement?"
"Yes!"
"Is that what people in the world say?"
"Yes, I am. Who is the real Chung-Myung stamp?"
"……Society."
"Yes?"
"I think it's better to actually experience it than to say it myself."
"Oh…."
Yoon-jong who's ahead of the game.
The Great Convention is freezing to death. If he's a big deal, I'm Confucius.'
I thought you were muttering…….
'You must have heard it wrong.'
Don't tell me that that disciplined-looking master would say that.
After a long climb out of the mountain, the two arrived at a large cliff. There were large homogeneous holes throughout the cliff.
"Here?"
"This is Maehwa-dong. It's a place to train outside of human resources or to seek enlightenment."
"Then what about Chung-Myung for a new realization?"
"……it's kind of like that."
Yoon-jong, who was about to say something, eventually shook his head.
You'll have to experience it. You have to experience it.
"Wait a moment. Chung-Myung will bring him in."
"Oh, I see."
Yoon-Jong leaves Wiso Haeng and goes forward. Then, he stood in front of the dongblood, which was blocked by a large rock around the corner, not by the pierced dongblood. A deep sigh came out.
Soon.
"……Chung-Myung아."
It's the sound of mosquitoes.
"……Chung-Myung아."
If you can hear that in there, is that a person? It's a ghost.
When you wonder what the hell you're doing, Yoon-jong whispers in a small voice once again.
"Chung-Myung아?"
Then he quickly turned around and ran to Wiso Haeng.
"It seems that Chung-Myung is in deep training and can't hear the sound, so let's say goodbye today."
"What?"
What are you talking about?
How do you hear that, man?
"Oh, no. Stamp."
Then Yoon-jong puts his index finger to his mouth.
"It's a good thing for each other. Let's just pretend we don't know. I'm not doing this for me, I'm doing this for Sohab……."
It was that moment.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Suddenly, there was a sudden explosion of sound as if the sky was collapsing, and the rocks that were blocking the blood clot exploded and scattered everywhere.
"……Yeah."
Wiso Haeng freaked out, but Yoon-jong wrapped his face as if it were coming.
Dust clouds the surrounding area.
Wiso Haeng stared at the supplementary landscape in front of his eyes with a blank face.
And soon a figure of a man begins to be seen in a cloud of dust.
That'sbuck.
That'sbuck.
Listening to the peremptory footsteps, Wiso Haeng had a hunch.
"He's the Hawaiian dinosaur!"
One of the world's leading latecomers who defeated ten of Jongnam's great disciples and defeated Jin Geum Ryong of Jongnam. Who is now perhaps more famous than Hawasan's name.
The black figure is becoming more and more human. Chung-Myung, who walks out like a mythical hero, looks at Wiso Haeng with low, heavy eyes.I feel overwhelmed.
This is the Hawaiian god…….
It was that moment.
"Oh, my God! I almost got bitten and killed for eating only the edge of the wall! This is why I didn't want to close it! I can't do this. If I close again, I'll go to the castle! Change the castle!"
"……."
Ah.
I guess it's not him.
No way.
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