Chapter 385: 385
"Ugh."
There was a pleasant nasal sound that anyone could hear it.
But none of the listeners could truly enjoy the situation.
"So this is……."
A small fist-sized pattern was shining from Chung-Myung's fingertips. The green stuff, which seemed to be made by cutting jade, emitted a different color each time it received light.
"That……."
Looking at that, Gay Hong, who had been restless all along, sneaked toward Chung-Myung.
"Do, give it back……."
"Stop moving."
Flinch.
"Back off."
As soon as I finished talking, Gay Hong stepped back.
"Sit down."
Like this.
"Hand……."
"Hey, you crazy bastard!"
Boo!
Baek Cheon rushed in and kicked Chung-Myung. Chung-Myung, who flew like a ball, spun around Ho Gong and landed on the floor. Then he screamed, frowning heavily.
"Oh, why!"
"Do you train a dung dog. You son of a b*tc*! You have things to do to people and things you can't do to them!"
"It's funny."
"Well, he's really……."
Baek Cheon scratched his head and turned his head to look at Gay Hong.
'How did it happen?'
Looking at Gay Hong, who was devastated with a loyalist face that lost his country, I was filled with compassion.
There's a point in the world where things go wrong.
Of all things, that devil is the master of the war.
This was a terrible thing that couldn't be explained by the word "disaster.
Wasan's disciples, who were unconsciously involved in creating the disaster, groaned with guilt.
"Whoo hoo hoo hoo."
But whether or not he knew how they felt, Chung-Myung just smirked at Jang Moon-ryeong-bu in his hand.
'What's this?'
the Order of the Long Moon
It's funny that a piece of stone symbolizes the authority of a literary group, but…… what can I do? That's the reality.
'This is all about people.'
All kinds of tests and steady evaluations. And even long sentences that have been selected and selected through decades of personality tests often turn their eyes as soon as the person who will block them disappears. Even as usual.
I don't know where elders can somehow stop the elder, like Hwasan, but most of the gatekeepers, especially the smaller the size, the older the elder's authority is bound to chew.
In the end, it is almost inevitable that the absolute power that cannot be checked is exploding.
It is the Jang Moon-ryeongbu that is created to prevent the situation.
Most of them are in the Senate and other places where the long-literate can be kept in check so that the long-literate can't let go of the reason.….
'Good intentions. Intent.'
But isn't it an old habit of humans to use things made with good intentions for bad intentions?
Regardless of the intention made, this item can be held by each door faction and Mundo to the death or death by holding it.
In other words, it is a 'treasure' that gives power to the no-no-frills.
So now, the writers of each clique have held it.
And the treasure of the ghost gate was now in Chung-Myung's hands.
"Well."
Chung-Myung is smacking his lips.
"It's good to get a long list of commanders…What kind of doorkeeper is not a beggar, and is there anything else in the warehouse worth money?"
Listening to the sound of tongue kicking, Gye Hong looked at Chung-Myung with a face of the world collapsing.
'You're not even going to use that as a beggar's foot.'
What?What if you snuck at someone else's door-to-
Money?
Do-oh-on?
The sky is indifferent, too.'
What the hell did a ghost moon do to bring this ordeal down?
I walk around pretending to be a ghost, but there aren't many gatekeepers who have lived as good as ghost doors.
It is all a lie to say that good living gives good fortune.
"So."
"……Yes."
Chung-Myung waved Jang Moon-ryeongbu with one hand and asked Gye Hyong.
"Are you feeling wronged?"
"……."
Don't you have to say that? Do I have to say it?
"But there's nothing wrong with it. If you look at it, it's your fault that you didn't manage Jang Mun-ryeong after putting him in this place. In the right words, which gatekeeper manages the command post like this?"
Green jade bulljang, the wife of Shaolin, never falls from the hands of Shaolin's mastermind.
When the head of the room puts down the green jade, he keeps it in Dharma-dong, the deepest part of Shaolin, and keeps the surrounding area like iron.
It is unfair to say that it was taken away because it was not properly managed by putting the commander in a place where there was no escort.
"…There was a situation."
"Of course there is. And now there's something that needs to be done again. Right?"
"That's right."
Gay Hong nodded as if he had let go of everything.
"Well, there's no reason for me to know that."
Chung-Myung held Jang Moon-ryeongbu in his hand and shook him in front of Gye Hong's eyes as if he were teasing him.
"What are you gonna do?"
"…Yes?"
"I've been through a lot, and I don't want to give it back for free, do I?"
Gay Hong opened his eyes wide. My face glowed.
I'll give it back.
But I guess that demon wasn't the real devil. But you're still going to give it back!
However, the hope that had fallen into his heart was foamy as soon as Chung-Myung's next words came out.
"How much do you want to pay?"
"…what?"
"How much are you going to give me?"
"……."
Chung-Myung pointed with his chin to a deep hole.
"But how much labor did we put in while we were selling this. It's because they're blind, but they're actually very high-end."
"What a sight! What a sight!"
"Gee is so handsome!"
"I have a private residence in Baek Cheon. How can you say that with your face?"
There was an instant rush of criticism, but Chung-Myung heard it in one ear and out the other.
"Look, I'm a master of primitive heaven. It's a conscience to just gulp down someone else's door-to-door leader."
"Conscience? Did he just say conscience with his own mouth?"
"No way, Sasook. How can such nonsense ever happen? I'm sure you heard it wrong."
"But these bastards have been doing this for a long time?"
Chung-Myung glared, but his disciples were sticking their bellies out.
"What? What?"
cried out.
"……."
Oh, their hair got too thick.
You have to catch me…….
Anyway.
"So."
Chung-Myung smiled as he looked at Gay Hong.
"How much do you want to pay? I can send you a good amount."
"…money?"
"Yes."
"It's… it's embarrassing to say that…"…."
"Huh?"
"Now I'm sure the ghost gate is poorer than the open door."
"Huh?"
Chung-Myung tilted his head at the unexpected remark.
"Does that make sense? A gatekeeper with the best new law, the best hiding technology in the world, has no money? I'll make a fortune if I steal it!"
"We don't steal things!"
Gye Hong screamed as if he was innocent."At the time of ghost gate activity, there are people who accuse us of everything we've done when we've lost anything in the river, so if they're stealing, they'll take off the crane."
"……Ah."
That's a sad story, but…….
"No, then don't dress up like that and act like a ghost!"
"How can you do such a thing?"
"If you're so grizzly and pussy, Confucius will doubt you first!"
"Oh, that's unfair."
Gay Hong protested, beating his chest as if he were really upset.
"We're living a pretty clean life. But of all things, this kind of ignorance is what makes a corpse, a gatekeeper of ghosts!"
"……."
"Look isn't everything!"
"…Not everyone will."
"But you said a while ago that you'd make a fortune by stealing!"
"Uh…. I'm sorry."
Flinching Chung-Myung apologized straight away.
"…and so is the term 'between life and death' Our ghost gate has never harmed anyone before. I'll help you if I'll help you! But people don't see us as political factions even if we die."
Gay Hong stretched his shoulders as if he were about to drink.
"Cheer up."
"It turned out they were good people."
"Chung-Myung is a bad guy."
"It's noisy!"
Chung-Myung screamed and looked at Gay Hong.
"Does that make any sense? Are you going to make soup after you leave the new law?"
"Of course, our new law is the whole world."
"Yeah! So, that's……."
"But it's only useful if someone leaves it to you."
"……."
"Who would ask us to do a favor when we hear a thief in silence. It's not like I'm leaving the fish to the cat."
"……."
to be weird
Why are my eyes so cold?
As I listened to something, I felt like I was listening to the story of Hwasan, which had been ruined in the past, so I felt like I was immersed in the emotion.
"So you don't have any money?"
"……I don't have the money to eat and die. I was already a poor clique, but there were some problems in the process of selecting a new clique. The former Moon-ju died suddenly without deciding one of the two successors."
"There's a war."
"…It's not that big, but it's vague to say it's a war…"…. Anyway, there was a big fight. The fight is over now."
"So you're here to retrieve the command?"
"Yes, if Master Jang shows up before the results, there can be other problems."
"Well."
Chung-Myung looked at Young-gui Gye Hong with a slightly complicated face.
"You're not lying, are you?"
"I'm telling you, we're a door-to-door group trying to keep our agreement. The only fault I've done lately is to be so hungry that I picked up a few pieces of meat in the kitchen.…."
"…I'll forgive you."
"Thank you."
Chung-Myung smacked his lips.
"I can't live without money."'
I thought I asked the right number, but isn't this why you've been through so much trouble?
And to persecute them…….
It's strangely naive.'
In fact, he didn't make a big mistake. I just pretended to be a ghost. Wasan, you've never attacked a student of Hwayeongmun, have you?
Of course, I jumped at Chung-Myung, but…I didn't even get a single punch, but I got a good slap, so it's not a fault.
As a result…….
It's also called a light dog apricot.'
Chung-Myung smacked his lips while looking at Jang Moon-ryeongbu.
What the hell are you going to use for a long list of moneyless civil servants?
But that doesn't mean they're strong. Once we got together, it was terrible except for the new law and the new law. So Moonpa has no money……."Wait."
Chung-Myung suddenly looked up and looked at Gay Hong.
Flinch.
When he saw his eyes burning, Gye Hong cringed with heat.
"You don't want to make money, do you?"
"Of course not. There's no place in the world that hates money. No matter how much martial arts comes first, you can learn martial arts only when you have enough money. You know that, don't you?"
"Ho-oh……."
Chung-Myung nodded his head busily.
You're saying that a gatekeeper with the greatest new law lives in poverty because he has no means of making money?
Soon after, Chung-Myung had a smile on his mouth.
"Hey."
"…Yes?"
"How long does it take to bring your long-time writer?"
"…To be exact, the seat of the door to the ghost gate is empty now, and a new gatekeeper will be elected if the Jang Moon-ryeong is recovered."
"Yeah. All right, all right. So how long does it take for that new doorkeeper to get here?"
"He……."
Gay Hong seemed a little worried and quickly answered.
"It won't take ten days at the latest."
"Good!"
Chung-Myung nods loudly.
"Go and tell him to come in person if he wants to get it back. You come with me on the way."
"…do, sir! If I go back like this, I'll be beaten to death!"
"It's okay, it's okay. If you go and say this word, you'll die of a setback."
"…a word?"
Chung-Myung nodded loudly.
"I'll make you a fortune, so ask him to work with me."
"…a lot of money……?"
"Oh, it's not just money. It's a lot of money."
Chung-Myung giggled and started to laugh as he still didn't know what to say.
Those who don't know are bound to turn their eyes in front of money. Wasn't Chung-Myung just like that?
'It was about time we started expanding our business.'
– I can deliver it within 10 days of Jungwon. I'll bring it to you like a ghost. –
This works!
It'll definitely work!
Jang Mun-ryeongbu, who looked a little like a pretty stone a while ago, is now starting to look like a gold ball.
"It's a haunted country. Giggling. I think this will be really good. Hehehehe!"
All of Hwasan's students were nervous as they saw Chung-Myung laughing alone about what was so good.
What else are you going to do?
Please live like a human being, Chung-Myung.
When Chung-Myung does something, it's not always Baek Cheon and his friends.
Everyone sighed deeply with a premonition that the hardship would begin again.
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