Chapter 440: 440
"Eh-cha!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
The cart ran a coffin as if the tail were on fire.
Running at high speed on the bumpy road, the cart bounced like a ball thrown on the floor, but thanks to the repairs made by the artisans of the Dang family, it was enduring the impact stronger than when it was new.
But how easy is it for a cart to withstand the shock?
"Ouch!"
Chung-Myung stuck his head out from behind the cart and shouted.
"Go away gently! You're going to break your back!”
Then Jo-Gol, who clenched his teeth and pulled the cart, turned around.
"What do you mean you don't even pull the cart?"
"What's the rush? Run this way!"
"What's good about being late?"
"No, you said that the whole time you went to Danga?”
Cho-Gol shrugged with a nonchalant face as Chung-Myung spoke sullenly.
"It's worth it now."
"……Huh?"
Chung-Myung was slightly embarrassed by the unexpected response. Yoon-jong, who was pulling the cart next to Jo-Gol, also nodded.
"Uh. It's easy now. I feel a little lighter."
Both of them lifted the cart slightly and let go of it and shivered.
"……crazy? It's mixed up with other railways, and it's been added to the sword, and it couldn't have gotten any lighter."
"Right? But I feel that way.”
At that time, an orphaned dislike leaked out of Hye Yeon's mouth, who was pulling the cart from the front.
"Amitabha Buddha."
He became the class president with one hand and spoke reverently.
"The cityspeople are discussing the true meaning of the illegal. Everything in the world is just up to your mind. If you think it's heavy, it's heavy. If you think it's light, it's light. This is……."
"What? Pseudo or something."
“…….”
Hye Yeon looked back at Chung-Myung with a wounded face.
Poetry, poetry, but I'm a Shaolin monk and I'm not a pseudo."
"You didn't listen to the head of the room and ran out. Isn't that a par succession?"
“…….”
"A succession is a pseudo."
Hye Yeon's face began to collapse. He didn't know where to start and how to deny it.
"Far, Farewell………… Demolition……. Chief…….Why did you let me go? Head of the room……."
Chung-Myung shook his head as soon as he saw Hye Yeon, who became sullen like a boiled vegetable.
Jung doesn't have that strong will!
Just as he was about to say one more thing, Baek Cheon, who was dragging the cart without saying a word, turned his head slowly and smiled at Chung-Myung.
"Chung-Myung아."
"Huh?"
"If you have nothing to do, don't pick a fight with me and lie down and sleep. I'll take care of myself."
"……huh?"
"I made a clear promise not to say anything on my way back."
“…….”
"Say it in one word."
Eventually, Chung-Myung lay down with a sullen face.
I don't know.
I'll be fine if I get there quickly.
With his eyes fixed on the sky, he took a bottle of liquor in his hand to his mouth. Then Baek-ah, who was in the corner, ran and stuck to her as if she wouldn't miss the right time.
Chung-Myung frowned.
"Aren't you going away? Whoops!"
Hey, hey!
"What?"
But Baek-ah shuddered and didn't fall next to him. No, I've been more desperate.
"Yes."
Chung-Myung sighed and looked up at the sky again.
Others may not understand why this Dambi is so clingy to him, but Chung-Myung knew the reason roughly.
An animal basically accepts the energy of nature and has a spirituality.
In other words, the more you accept the better energy, the stronger you will be and the longer you live.And…….
Rubbing. Rubbing.
“…….”
Perhaps this man was completely mesmerized by the clear energy flowing out of Chung-Myung's body.
The energy flowing through Chung-Myung's body is the crystal of cleanliness, which has never been able to produce a plum blossom inspection that has been polished throughout his life.
I just made it clear without thinking, and it takes a lot of time to collect it, but isn't it an unparalleled energy in that cleanness?
From the perspective of white children, it is strange that their eyes do not turn because they saw water that is as clear as it can not be found in nature while filtering and filtering the muddy water.
I mean, it's natural.….
"That's weirdly mean.”
Chung-Myung grabbed the neck of a clingy white child and threw it into the corner. Then, Baek-ah clung to Chung-Myung again, making a noise.
"Sigh."
Now that we're less attached to each other, the beast is.
Chung-Myung, who had let go, dangled the white baby and pushed it behind his neck. And I lay on a white child like a pillow, relaxed and stared blankly at the sky.
When I saw the endless blue sky, I felt a little relieved.
'Well, that's a rough arrangement anyway.
The blueprint was completed by visiting the Dangga and setting the foundation for the blind. It wasn't usually hard to get here.
only
"It's not enough.
Chung-Myung muttered low.
Wasan in the past was incomparably stronger than he is today.
However, Hwasan was simply powerless in the midst of a war that burned the entire country. The war against Mahkyo was not something that could be handled by the power of one clique.
Even if it's several times stronger than it was in the past, it can't solve everything by itself.
'There's more than one thing I need.’
First, strength. And money. money. And the other thing is…….
Chung-Myung lifted his head slightly and looked at Hong Dae Kwang sitting on one side of the cart. He decided not to pull the cart on his way back because it was not very helpful anyway.
Hong Dae Kwang asked innocently.
"Huh? Why?"
“…….”
Ugh.
Chung-Myung only shook his head.
But the beggars he knew in the past are missing something, but he got the information right away.
"Hagi, the beggars I knew back then were at least elder-class.’
It would be too much to ask Hong Dae-wang, who is still a seven-legged dog, for the same level of information.
"……but now it's too much of a food.
"Huh? The Dambi?"
"…Yes, well."
Chung-Myung nodded roughly because he was too lazy to answer back.
"Mr. Beggar."
"Yes, Hwasan The Dragon."
Hong Dae Kwang tapped his chest with a triumphant face.
"Ask me if you have any questions. I was the source of Hwasan's information."
"…I'm sure you're the last one."
"Huh?"
"No, well."
Chung-Myung looked at him with blurry eyes and opened his mouth.
"I mean, Mr. Beggar."
"Yes, go ahead."
"You're a seven-legged dog now."
"Yes, not many people at this age wear sevens. Doesn't that mean I'm that competent?"
"Oh, that's enough. How long does it take to get your arm?
"Arm-Gyeol?"
"Yes, it's better if it's Gu-Gyeol."
Hong Dae Kwang smiled in vain, as if he were talking nonsense.
"Hwasan the Divine Dragon. You seem to be young and ignorant, and the forearm of openness is at least the elder or the head of a castle. Mu, of course, I'm aiming to be the branch manager of the island beyond harmony, but I've never heard that I became the branch manager at my age.""Then what's Gu-Gyeol?”
"Guilty, the Elders!"
Oh, so they were the elders. I didn't pay much attention because it was a beggar.
"Well, so you're practically going up to the octave where you can go?"
"That's right. Unless the ark decides to raise its cow and step down."
"Well."
Chung-Myung scratched his chin.
A cow's dog refers to a person who will take over the ark of openness.
"Come to think of it, didn't you say you were one of the cowl candidates?"
"Ahem! It's embarrassing to say it myself, but it's true.”
"How did the opening come to this…….”
"What did you say?”
"No. It's nothing."
Chung-Myung sighed deeply in frustration.
'Well… it's not your fault, actually.'
Hong Dae Kwang is the master of harmony.
Given the influence of harmony in the world, it is bound to be limited to what that small prefecture's buntaju can do.
Hwasan is just around the corner, so you'll have more access to information than you'd normally have, but you'll have to.
In the end, in order to get more useful information from the opening, Hong Dae Wang needs to be raised to a higher position.
It is good to be appointed as the head of the branch in charge of the island book, or even better if you can be a cow-dog.
The problem is…
"Is this really something you're good at?'
Maybe he's pulling out the roots of a well-off person's pillar and throwing it down a cliff? Is it really okay if he becomes an ark?
"Why do you look at me like that?"
"……No. It's nothing."
Chung-Myung looked only at the sky instead of answering.
'Let's think about this.’
Of course, the opening belongs to the old file room, which deserves to be bitten. However, it was Chung-Myung who felt a little guilty in a long time, perhaps because he thought it was a better place among the dogs.
You've got a conscience?
"I didn't even call you. Don't come out!"
When Chung-Myung, who had been silent, suddenly screamed, Hong Dae-Kwang looked with surprise.
"What's wrong with you all of a sudden?"
"No…… nothing."
"You're acting strange today."
I know. Oh, my goodness.
Chung-Myung sighed deeply.
Let's go back to Hwasan for now and think.
How much I've been thinking these past few days, now I've had cramps in my head. I couldn't touch the death penalty anyway, so I thought it would be better to rest without thinking while I go back to Hwasan.
Boom!
"Ouch!"
But the towering cart wouldn't even allow that.
"No, why are you rattling again!"
When I shouted in an irritated voice, I heard an answer from the front.
"We entered the mountain road. I'll get over it in one go, so hold on tight when you're annoyed."
Oh, yes. I'm sure you will.
Chung-Myung mumbled and put a bottle in his mouth.
But you're really good at turning it off.
The cart was rolling down the slope like a flat, or downhill, way. Now, it was more than a human horse to be called a human red horse.
I think we can move on to the next level.’
With time left anyway, Chung-Myung began to consider more fruitful and excellent training methods for the death penalty.
But then.
"Hm?"
Chung-Myung suddenly raised his head.
"Like?"
Oh, my god!
Just as he was about to rise up, something swirled and flew in from that front slope with a sharp sound of aperture.
"Huh?"
"What the hell!"
The running cart came to a rapid stop. The cart, which had been dropped to Ho Gong due to lack of strength, landed on the floor as if it had been thrown away.Boom!
"Tsk."
Chung-Myung, who jumped with the cart, pulled himself up.
A huge province stuck in the floor came into his sight.
"What the hell is this?"
The road in front of a cart contains good intentions, no matter how positively you think of it. It was hard to see.
And
Fae-a-a-a-a-a-a!
Paaaaaaaaaaaah!
One after another, the sound of cutting the air came, and large chariots flew in, surrounding the back, side and everywhere of the cart and began to get stuck.
The tightly flown sergeant quickly blocked the carriage.
"Ha……."
A sigh burst out of Chung-Myung's mouth.
"No, are these things really going to die? Where do you throw your sword? Do I have to put a knife in my head to get a hold of myself?
Baek Cheon spoke seriously as Chung-Myung tried to turn his eyes white.
"Chung-Myung아."
"Huh?"
"It's unusual. The power of the flying weapon is no joke."
"I've been there."
Chung-Myung got up from his seat and twisted his neck left and right.
It was not long before a group of people began to show up among the trees crowded from side to side of the mountain path. Chung-Myung said, building a momentum.
"That's dozens of bandits. It's just a toe thing.….”
Then he suddenly closed his mouth and turned his head.
"Why?"
"……uh."
Then, he scratched his head with a slightly awkward face.
"How many did I just say?"
"You said dozens."
"Uh……. I'll correct it. A hundred people……No, 150 years old. Oh, no, two hundred…….”
Baek Cheon's face went blank.
"Why do you keep increasing, you son of a b*tc*!"
"Oh, no! There's something coming from the back of that mountain.
Why do they keep coming out?
Uh, wait a minute….
Uh…
Bandits swarmed out of the bushes like ants. It was amazing where he was hiding like this.
“…….”
The crowd surrounded the cart with no time to step. Including those who could not get out of the bushes, the number was likely to exceed a thousand.
"My my."
Chung-Myung laughed in vain.
'There were definitely no people within a hundred before.’
Given that he kept the distance from his senses and narrowed it down at once, it should be seen as a trap that he prepared from the beginning.
Of course it's because he wasn't particularly wary.
"……what do I do?"
Hwasan's disciples also looked back at Chung-Myung with bewildered eyes as if they were fed up with the numbers.
But Chung-Myung contorted his face with an displeasure.
"What do you mean what do I do? Hwasan's disciples never back down!"
When Chung-Myung shouted proudly, his disciples all bit their lips.
"Oh, yeah!"
"That's a bandit!"
Everyone's fighting spirit flared up. Chung-Myung shouted decisively, staring straight at the bandits.
"Come on!"
He stood firmly, and his chest was stretched out, which was simply majestic.
With his voice as a signal, Hwasan's disciples pulled a sword in unison. Chung-Myung is about to run when he signals.
Then a loud shout of Chung-Myung came to their ears.
"For now! Let's talk!"
“…….”
A moment of silence passed. The Hwasan disciples slowly looked back with incredible faces.
Chung-Myung added loudly, with his chest stretched so confidently.
"Like an intelligent man!"
“…….”
And he proudly asked, looking at the death penalty, which contained the world's greatest vanity and looked at himself.
"Why? What?"
“…….”
I'll have to live and see.
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