Chapter 346: 346
"Of course it's me."
"……."
Hyun Dang's face is subtly distorted.
"Did you say Hawasan's long story?"
"That's right."
"Huh."
He smirked with a sneaky accusation.
"That's a weird thing to do. It's a long sentence that no one has decided on. When did Hwasan's law, which has lasted for hundreds of years, fall to the ground?"
"……."
"Do you really deserve to call yourself Hwasan's long story? How can you put yourself up to be the master of HWASAN, who was not recognized by your teacher, who was never expected by the elders of your private affairs, or even by the death penalty?"
Hyun Jong, who had been listening quietly, grinned.
"The death penalty."
"You called me by my name a while ago, but now you call me death penalty. Why? Do you have any idea what's going on?"
"You haven't grown a bit."
"…what?"
Hyun Jong shook his head as if it were really funny.
"The arduous sepa seems to have failed to lead the death penalty to a higher level. The death penalty, which once seemed so high, looks like such a childlike."
"Hey, you……."
"Who's the long story of Hwasan?"
Hyun Jong said in a perfectly calm voice.
"Hwasan's writer is Hyun Jong. No one can deny this fact."
"The line chose me as a long sentence."
"It's just the will of our predecessors."
"Are you saying you're going to reject the will of your predecessor?"
Hyun Jong smiled at Hyun Dang, who was grinding his teeth.
"The death penalty."
"……."
"If the death penalty had risen to Hwasan three years earlier, I might have followed the death penalty. Even if the disciples were dissuaded and the priests vomited blood, they might have returned to the death penalty as a long-time writer and returned to the rank of ordinary Hwasan."
"…but?"
"But not anymore."
Hyun Jong's shoulders stretched wide and confidently.
"Now I know. No one in the world is more qualified than me as a writer for Hwasan. And no one in the world can improve Hwasan more than I do. So……."
He spoke confidently. No, I made a declaration.
"Even if it's against the will of the predecessor, if it's against reason, I won't let go of the position of the long-written writer, Hwasan. Because that's the way for Hwasan."
"Ha!"
Hyun Pop, who was standing by Hyun Dang, laughed loudly.
"It's flashy, but doesn't it mean that I'm going to break the will of my predecessor and do what I want?""
It was a word that stabbed the lungs, but Hyun Jong didn't get angry when he heard it.
"I think my meaning has been misrepresented."
"…wrong?"
"It's not for me that I told you two to lead the family down to Hawasan, and not to step on his threshold. It was purely for both of you."
"…… hmm?"
Hyun Dang and Hyun Pop looked at each other with faces that they didn't understand at all.
"What do you mean for us?"
What the hell does this mean?
Hyun Jong smiled lightly at the two, who were speechless at the sudden remark.
"But you two don't seem to be thinking about it. Then do as you please. Whether you're looking for a full angle or a guide to the children, you can do whatever you want."
Hyun Pop's eyes are fierce.
"Before that, in your position as a man of letters……."
"That's enough."
At that moment, Hyun Dang reached out and blocked him. And smiled and said to Hyun Jong.
"Long storyteller, though the word came out violently.However, as I have said many times, I just want to dedicate myself to Hwasan.""……."
"I'm going back now because we don't seem to be doing much good for each other today. Pay attention."
After shaking his seat, Hyun Dang turned around with Hyun Pop.
Gulp!
"Woof!"
As soon as the door opened, Hwasan's white porcelain and celadon boats, who were listening, rushed to the back.
"Oh, my God. Tsk tsk."
Hyun Dang frowned a lot.
"The disciples of the Munpa overheard the conversation of the elders! How far did Hwasan's law fall? This is why I can't just leave it to Hyun Jong!"
The disciples stood up and stared at Hyun Dang with dissatisfied eyes.
In the snow, Hyun Dang kicked his tongue in disapproval.
"I can't find discipline in the gate. What would the world say about Hwasan?"
"That's a good word."
"Hm?"
Hyun Dang looks away.
Hwajeong sword Baek Cheon.
He looked still at Hyun Dang and said,
"If that's not the word that came out of the mouth of a man who left Hwasan and came back in 30 years."
"You little bastard!"
Before Hyun Dang could say anything, Hyun Pop screamed.
"Where do the little ones who know nothing talk carelessly?"
It was a scolding filled with indignation.
But there was no fear in the expression of the Hwasan disciples. On the contrary, it was openly showing hostility that had not been seen until now.
"Although we've been turning our backs on Hwasan for a while, we're dead men. But how dare you guys despise me?"
"That's why I'm holding it in so far."
"…what?"
"But remember. Whether it's a honor or not……."
Baek Cheon spoke in a chattering tone.
"Anyone who dares to challenge the authority of a long writer will not tolerate it. I, and Hawsan's disciples, will not let it go!"
With the cold voice, Hyun Pop unwittingly stepped back.
Hyun Pop, who belatedly noticed my teeth, blushed and gritted his teeth.
"How dare they……."
"It worked."
"But, the death penalty!"
"That's enough. We're not guilty."
Hyun Dang, who waved his hands to dissuade Hyun Pop, said quietly as he looked at Baek Cheon.
"But soon you will know. Who is the rightful long story of this Hwasan?"
"I already know."
"Ha ha. It's bound to change. Let's go!"
"……Yes."
Hyun Dang drifted away with Hyun Pop.
Baek Cheon's whole body trembled as he looked from behind. My teeth were about to split.
"Those senile old men!"
"Sasook, are you really going to put up with it?"
"……they insulted the writer."
"I can't stand it anymore. Don't stop me!"
Baek Cheon nodded heavily.
"I don't want to put up with it anymore. I tried to keep the line, but it was over there that crossed the line first. Then we should treat him accordingly."
"But there's no way out. The writer has already allowed them to live in Hwasan.…."
"If you can't go out on your own, you can force me out!"
It was the very moment that Baek Cheon's eyes were about to glisten.
"Oh, my god!"
From far away, Baek Sang ran and screamed with a white face.
"Huh?"
Did something happen?
He ran so hard that the soles of his feet were on fire that he couldn't breathe and gasped."Oh, my God, you're in trouble! Oh, here he comes!"
"What?"
"Oh, he's coming!"
"So what?"
No one understood, so Baek Sang slammed his chest a couple of times and shouted.
"Chung-Myung is climbing the mountain!"
"What?"
Baek Cheon's pupils shook like an earthquake.
"Oh, no…."
I'm not ready yet.
What do I do?'
Isn't it too obvious what will happen if Chung-Myung climbs the mountain and sees this?
This is why I tried to get things done somehow before he arrived!
"Oh, what should I do?"
"It's crazy! It's crazy!"
All the other students were also at a loss.
Baek Sang asked Baek Cheon with a white face.
"Oh, what do I do?"
"He…….Uh……."
No, if you ask me that…….
It was a moment when even Baek Cheon was confused.
"Who's coming?"
Someone sneaked out of Jang's office.
It was Hyun Young.
Baek Sang shouted as if he had met a noble.
"Come on, Elder! Chung-Myung is climbing the mountain! I saw it clearly!"
"…Really?"
Hyun Young tilted his head with a slightly strange expression.
"So, Chung-Myung is coming? Chung-Myung?"
At that time, Hyun Jong left the prison with a stiff face, perhaps listening to Hyun Young.
"Oh, Chung-Myung is already coming back. Well, first of all……."
But what he said unfortunately didn't last much longer.
Grab it.
Grab it.
Hyun Sang and Hyun Young grabbed Hyun Jong's arms as they tried to go outside.
"What's wrong with you?"
Hyun Jong looked back at the two with a curious face.
However, Hyun Young smiled pleased and nodded instead of answering.
"Go in for a moment."
"……Huh?"
"The death penalty."
"Come on!"
Hyun Sang, who was instructed by Hyun Young, grabbed Hyun Jong and started dragging him inside.
Hyun Jong shouted in embarrassment.
"Oh, no! What's wrong with you, man! Let go! What are you doing? You, you, you!"
Hyun Young, who peeked at the scene, came outside and closed the door as if nothing had happened. Hyun Jong's cry faded.
"……."
Hwasan's disciples all looked blankly at Hyun Young.
"Hmm. So, Chung-Myung is coming?"
"……Yes."
Hyun Young nodded his head.
"Baek Cheon아."
"Yes, Elder."
"I have to go to a long meeting with Jang Moon-in from now on. So don't let anyone near the place of the writer."
"…Yes?"
"No one! No one should be approached! Do you understand?"
Baek Cheon, who noticed Hyun Young's intention for a moment, shook his head with a slightly stunned look.
"Oh, I see."
"And…."
Hyun Young smiled with compassion.
"Let Chung-Myung tell him what's been going on in Hwasan. It's something you might be curious about, isn't it?"
"……."
"Tsk. It's not a good thing 'foreigners' are in Hwasan. Whoops!"
Like this.
Leaving that behind, Hyun Young also went into the long-running prison.
"……."
There was a strange silence among the disciples.
"Living room. I think……."
"…Yes."
Baek Cheon nodded solemnly with a determined face.
"There's nothing we can do now that we're here!"
Baek Cheon's eyes were black and blue.
"Chung-Myung is coming to him!"I'm going to the worst one.
"Caaaaaaaaaaaa!"
Chung-Myung, who was climbing Hwasan, took a refreshing sip of alcohol and gave a pleasant exclamation. The bundle was full of expensive Yeo Ah-hong.
"That's why people have to gain fame and see."
When I think about the time when I climbed up Hawasan in a beggarly way, there is no such thing as a phase front wall.
Of course, from Chung-Myung's perspective, he has only regained his reputation in the past, but the quality of the treat is different.
This is why even those who are considered "goonja" risk their lives for the good fortune of their life.
"Tsk. I've been away for too long. I'm sure they're in a mess because I'm not here."
It felt strange.
You've been treated so much outside that you might want to stay a little longer. Strangely quickly my heart was turned to Hwasan.
Even as I was climbing up here, I could not help but see that I wanted to go faster.
"Now, let's…….Huh?"
At that time, Chung-Myung, who found something strange, pulled his head out and raised his toes.
"…What's that?"
Around the prose there was a strange cloud of dust, and the disciples of Hwasan rushed out. And I think he's rushing towards this side as if he's been hit by a bolt of fire.
"Huh?"
Before they could figure out the situation, they rushed in and spoke in unison.
"Chung-Myung아!"
"Chung-Myung아! I'm in trouble!"
"Huh?"
Chung-Myung tilted his head.
Big trouble?
What's the big deal in that short period of time…….
Back Cheon, who had been at the forefront, ran right up to Chung-Myung's nose and gasped.
"Chung-Myung아! Be prepared to listen. Work, work has happened."
"…What else? Did anyone come from Shaolin?"
"Thank God it's Shaolin!"
"Then what? Don't gasp and speak properly."
"Yeah, so that's……."
The disciples surrounding Chung-Myung began to explain what had happened.
"They're the ones who write-in!"
"Interfering with each training!"
"Even if they say they're the enemy!"
"I just don't deserve it!"
As if they couldn't get rid of their anger, they even added a chime.
Chung-Myung's head began to turn very crooked after hearing the whole situation.
"So……."
And finally his mouth opened.
"The man who ran away 30 years ago is now begging him to come back and give up his long-term position?"
"I told you so!"
"…How many days has that already been?"
"Yes!"
Chung-Myung's head turned more sideways.
"Oh, my God."
I'm going to the worst one.
Chung-Myung, who poured the alcohol in his hand into his mouth, tapped the empty bottle.
Then he grabbed the bottleneck tightly with one hand.
"Are these all crazy?"
A dreary voice leaked new lips.
"Where are all those bastards?"
"Wife, Cheongmaegwan! It's at the mall!"
As soon as the word "Cheongmaegwan" fell, Chung-Myung broke through the disciples who were blocking the front and flew them in all directions, starting to run in a straight line.
"Go, come with me!"
"Come on! Come on!"
They, apparently predicting this would happen, quickly followed Chung-Myung's footsteps.
Chung-Myung rushing into the mall was literally like a ray of light.
And
Whoosh!
As soon as he arrived, white smoke erupted from Chung-Myung's mouth, who kicked the door of Cheongmaegwan.
That's right away.
"What the f*ck is he?"
As Chung-Myung slowly entered the building, one of the guards blocked the front.
"Who are you? Where are you from that you're being so rude in the presence of the dead?""…where?"
"That's right! Who are you……."
At that moment, a bottle in Chung-Myung's hand painted a fantastic trajectory on Ho Gong. And stuck in the middle-aged man's head.
(sighs)
A clear, fine sound rang out. The bottle that hit his head was shattered and scattered everywhere.
Flop.
After being hit on the head, he fell to the floor with a crab in his mouth.
"What!"
"What have you done?…!"
They all stood on guard, hesitating as if they were embarrassed. Chung-Myung flashed his eyes as he threw away a bottle of liquor with only his neck remaining.
"Where are you from?"
My my.
Ha ha ha. These bastards?
"I'm from hell! You bastards!"
A look that really just came out of hell.
Chung-Myung rushed forward with his eyes wide open.
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