"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 217 - Is it because you can't eat?
Han Chae-yeon, who discovered Geumgangjeo late, also showed interest.
“What is it? I think I've seen it somewhere. Where did I see something like that?”
"Sister. He said he picked it up in Jowonchon in the morning. Even old Sim doesn’t know the name.”
According to Ha So-baek's explanation, Geumgangjeo was picked up in the morning in Jowonchon.
Old sim didn't bother trying to explain it.
It was obvious that he would say that he had a dream like the village chief.
Just in time, the Yak Dae-mong attendant, who finished the bargain, came to the seat of Cheol-san Lee and his party.
He glanced at the waist of his heartache and said.
“The thing you have is called ‘Geumgangjeo’.”
“Geumgangjeo?”
Shimtong, who had never even been near a temple, was blinded by the unfamiliar name.
“Yes, it is said that it was the weapon used by Indra to defeat Asura. Doesn't the thing you have looks like the tip of a spear? A single branch like that is called Dokgojeo. If it is divided into nine parts, it is called Gugojeo.”
[Vajra ayudam – A weapon made from the bones of sage‘Dadichi’]
“indra defeated Asura with just this?”
"haha! According to Buddhist mythology, yes. It is said that Vajra is strong and can cut and pierce anything. By the way, did you learn it in Jowonchon?”
"Why? Is there any problem?”
"no. I've never seen a temple near Jowonchon. It looks like a very old item, but if you plan to dispose of it in the future, please let me know.”
Wouldn't it be better if it was in a temple?
There was no reason for ordinary people to use such a large geumgangjeo.
Vajrapani, which people carry around like a talisman, was much smaller than that.
“I will.”
At the suggestion of Yak Daemong, the expression of old sim suddenly softened.
It's understandable because the class has risen from a burdensome burden to something that could be money.
Even if I sell it when I sell it, I plan to show it to Yeonjeokha once.
When I thought of him who would be embarrassed to hear about his own amazing experiences, I laughed out loud.
***
Ha Nam.
Jeongju.
Seokjang Village.
around lunchtime.
A young man entered the village entrance.
He is a relative who has come to meet his maternal uncle's family who is said to be living here.
I wandered for two days, but the moment I entered the village, the fatigue disappeared.
The village at the foot of Bangsan seemed to be a little less than fifty households.
Is it because of the warm midday sun?
There were quite a lot of people walking on the street.
Among them, he approached the man with the most generous face.
“Mister, let me ask you something.”
For a moment, the middle-aged man's gaze turned to the sword hanging from the waist of his younger brother.
“Yes, please.”
Thinking that his opponent was a Murim, he raised his voice.
“I’m looking for a house for a person named Lee Woo-seok. Do you know where it is?”
"Ah! This is the house at the entrance to Bangsan over there. It's a good location to clear a mountain or sell firewood. But what happened to Mr. Lee's house?"
Perhaps because it was a small town, the man asked more questions than necessary.
However, I am not a person who is sensitive enough to etiquette to notice that he is dating.
“Ah, I came to see you because I thought there would a relative.”
The middle-aged man, Seok Woo-dae, tilted his head.
If it's a relative, it's a relative, and I don't know what you're talking about because it seems like a relative.
“That’s right. Relatives, on the father's side? Or on your mother's side?"
“Mother’s side. By the way, is this village chief? What are you asking about?”
Seok Woo-dae blushed at Yeon Jeok-ha's point.
“Oh, no. It's been a long time since I've just seen a foreigner. Then, work on it.”
Seok Woo-dae hurriedly spoke and left his seat in a hurry.
“Great. He is a funny man.”
It's impressive how he goes without looking back at what he's so busy with.
The middle-aged man with whom he had a relationship was completely out of sight and moved to Bangsan only afterward.
The house the middle-aged man said was the closest to Bangsan.
That means being far away from where people live.
Right below the foot of the mountain, there was a house that was slightly better than a hut.
The clumsy wooden fence was poorly maintained and had holes here and there, and the gate was warped and rattled lightly whenever the wind blew.
I knew that his mother's financial situation was not good enough to sell her mother, but it was worse than I thought.
Jeok ha, who had been clicking his tongue inside, pushed the gate and went inside.
“Are you there?”
When I shouted in the yard, I opened the door and a little girl rushed out.
She wonders if she's six years old now?
The skinny girl looked around her and asked with her frightened face.
"Who are you?"
"Me? person passing by. Aren't your parents at home?"
“Did you go to the mountain to get some wood?”
After hearing that, I saw a pile of wood piled up on one side of the yard.
“You bring trees and sell them? Or did you go pick it up to write?”
“I write and sell. Why do you ask?”
Lee Chae was young in Yeonjeokha’s eyes.
Judging by her question, she seemed to be a smarter girl than she thought.
A little short of her size (about 30 cm), she sat comfortably on her hips on the floor, which only imitated her.
“When are your parents coming?”
“He will be back soon. You can't just sit anywhere like that."
“I’m fine, don’t worry about it.”
"no. Why are you sitting at someone else's house like that? I heard you were passing by?”
Only then did Yeonjeokha look at her girl with her new eyes.
She seemed to be pretty coherent with her words for a child.
"Kid. Are you a kid that speaks well? How old are you?"
“I am twelve years old.”
“… … .”
I took a look at the face of the surprised child.
No matter how you look at it, she looks six or seven years old, but it's amazing that she's twelve.
“Wow. Are you very young?”
“Is it because I can’t eat?”
The girl, Sihwa Lee, shot her poisoned face.
If she hadn't had a sword at the waist of the stranger, she would have cursed and kicked him out.
It's just a pity that I can't because I'm afraid of her knife.
"no. while you If you don’t eat, you’ll only get thinner, but you look young.”
“But why aren’t you going? Did you also come to see her older sister's face?”
"Sister? Did you have a sister?”
“Even if you look at it, you’re here to see her sister, but you can’t pretend it’s not. My older sister is getting married soon, so please stop going back.”
“How old is your sister, is she getting married?”
“Sixteen.”
“Why do you marry so quickly?”
“Yeah, of course… … .”
Lee Si-hwa, who had been responding harshly, blurted out the end of her words.
She couldn't bear to say that she was being sold because her house was poor.
“Sure what? Did you have an accident when you were young?”
“Stop talking nonsense! My sister is not like that!”
“Or are you marrying him quickly so that the two of you can live happily ever after because you love him so much?”
“No!”
"what? I didn't have an accident, and I didn't love you, so why send it away so quickly?”
“You don’t have to know, Uncle! Go quickly!”
A little excited, Lee Si-hwa forgot the sword hanging from her opponent's waist and got angry.
"Hey, I'm not an uncle, am I?"
“Then what is it?”
“Your father’s name is Wooseok Lee, right?”
“Right?”
“Then brother. cousin brother.”
“We are away from home and we have no relatives, so where are you lying?”
“There is only one on the parent’s side. That's me."
“All of them are dead, but where does one come from?”
“I have a place to go. what is your name?”
“Ishihwa. It seems like a lie... … .”
Even so, Lee Si-hwa glanced at Yeonjeok-ha with her expectant eyes.
She hoped that the well-dressed young man was her real cousin.
Then, like her older sister, she would not have to marry her.
“My name is Yeonjeokha. From now on, call me Jeokha oppa.”
“Isn’t that a real lie?”
Young Lee Si-hwa's eyes sparkled as Yeon Jeok-ha shamelessly left.
She couldn't hide her inner feelings because she was young.
As the cold wind blew, Lee Shi-hwa, who was standing in front of her door, trembled.
She couldn't see it, and she said a word to the jeok ha.
“If it’s cold, go inside. I can wait here.”
“How do you leave guests outside?”
Shihwa Lee shook her head.
She can't fully trust him, so she won't let him into the room.
Even so, when he sleeps alone, he looks kind of mean.
Hesitating, she continued her conversation at the door.
“Echwi!”
She was alone and shivering in the cold, and Lee Si-hwa eventually burst into her sneeze.
It was only then that he realized that her rival had been forcibly enduring her cold.
She has an invulnerable body, so if you don't tell her, you don't know how cold she is.
“Oops! Hey, do you look cold? I can't.”
She rose from her seat and dragged the firewood piled up in the corner into the middle of the yard.
"uh? Mister, what are you trying to do? You can't touch it. It’s something her dad has been saving up to sell.”
“What are you selling? There are only twigs.”
The firewood piled up in the yard under the standard of annual loading was just twigs.
He squatted in front of the firewood and struck the flint.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the fire was not easily created.
It was worse because she was impatient to think that her younger cousin was watching from behind her.
At times like this, I miss the heartache that I used to use like limbs.
He let out a rough breath through his nostrils and jumped to his feet.
"Shit! I will not! cannot!"
Lee Si-hwa, who was watching her nervously, burst into laughter.
He threw the flint he was holding wildly over the wall.
And he thought about something for a moment, and then he squatted down in front of the woodpile again.
Soon after, a twig was caught in his hand.
fall out. Quick.
The tree twisted and made a strange sound.
After that, it was engulfed in flames with the sound of a 'rumbling'.
It lit a fire by extinguishing Samadhi.
"Yes!"
With a cheerful sound, he pushed the burning branch into the pile of wood.
A shrill scream flowed from Lee Si-hwa's mouth, who was watching with confidence.
“Ah! No way! It's what Daddy put together to sell!”
"Are you okay. Come on. My brother will prepare a better tree.”
When Yeon Jeok-ha spoke kindly, Lee Si-hwa hesitated and came down from the floor.
Since it was spilled water, he decided to adapt.
From then on, the two squatted in the yard and lit a fire.
started warming up
Little Lee Si-hwa believed in the word, “I will prepare a better tree,” and scraped all the trees that were rolling around in her yard.
She was like a person with a lot of resentment because she couldn't light a fire.
The flames grew so large that they could be seen from afar.
Someone thought Lee Woo-seok's house was on fire and rushed to see it.
I took her jerky out of the carrying bag and roasted it over the fire.
It was when Yeon Jeok-ha and Lee Si-hwa got along well and shared her beef jerky and flirted with each other.
Someone broke through the door and shouted.
"Hey! What are you doing at someone else's house! And Sihwa! Why are you even doing that!”
Shihwa Lee shrugged her shoulders with her surprised face.
"Sister. that is… … . Mister, stop eating like a pig and talk to me.”
Yeonjeokha, who had been mumbling with jerky in her mouth, slowly got up and turned around.
A pretty girl, now about sixteen, stood there with her eyes widened.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 217 - Is it because you can't eat?
Han Chae-yeon, who discovered Geumgangjeo late, also showed interest.
“What is it? I think I've seen it somewhere. Where did I see something like that?”
"Sister. He said he picked it up in Jowonchon in the morning. Even old Sim doesn’t know the name.”
According to Ha So-baek's explanation, Geumgangjeo was picked up in the morning in Jowonchon.
Old sim didn't bother trying to explain it.
It was obvious that he would say that he had a dream like the village chief.
Just in time, the Yak Dae-mong attendant, who finished the bargain, came to the seat of Cheol-san Lee and his party.
He glanced at the waist of his heartache and said.
“The thing you have is called ‘Geumgangjeo’.”
“Geumgangjeo?”
Shimtong, who had never even been near a temple, was blinded by the unfamiliar name.
“Yes, it is said that it was the weapon used by Indra to defeat Asura. Doesn't the thing you have looks like the tip of a spear? A single branch like that is called Dokgojeo. If it is divided into nine parts, it is called Gugojeo.”
[Vajra ayudam – A weapon made from the bones of sage‘Dadichi’]
“indra defeated Asura with just this?”
"haha! According to Buddhist mythology, yes. It is said that Vajra is strong and can cut and pierce anything. By the way, did you learn it in Jowonchon?”
"Why? Is there any problem?”
"no. I've never seen a temple near Jowonchon. It looks like a very old item, but if you plan to dispose of it in the future, please let me know.”
Wouldn't it be better if it was in a temple?
There was no reason for ordinary people to use such a large geumgangjeo.
Vajrapani, which people carry around like a talisman, was much smaller than that.
“I will.”
At the suggestion of Yak Daemong, the expression of old sim suddenly softened.
It's understandable because the class has risen from a burdensome burden to something that could be money.
Even if I sell it when I sell it, I plan to show it to Yeonjeokha once.
When I thought of him who would be embarrassed to hear about his own amazing experiences, I laughed out loud.
***
Ha Nam.
Jeongju.
Seokjang Village.
around lunchtime.
A young man entered the village entrance.
He is a relative who has come to meet his maternal uncle's family who is said to be living here.
I wandered for two days, but the moment I entered the village, the fatigue disappeared.
The village at the foot of Bangsan seemed to be a little less than fifty households.
Is it because of the warm midday sun?
There were quite a lot of people walking on the street.
Among them, he approached the man with the most generous face.
“Mister, let me ask you something.”
For a moment, the middle-aged man's gaze turned to the sword hanging from the waist of his younger brother.
“Yes, please.”
Thinking that his opponent was a Murim, he raised his voice.
“I’m looking for a house for a person named Lee Woo-seok. Do you know where it is?”
"Ah! This is the house at the entrance to Bangsan over there. It's a good location to clear a mountain or sell firewood. But what happened to Mr. Lee's house?"
Perhaps because it was a small town, the man asked more questions than necessary.
However, I am not a person who is sensitive enough to etiquette to notice that he is dating.
“Ah, I came to see you because I thought there would a relative.”
The middle-aged man, Seok Woo-dae, tilted his head.
If it's a relative, it's a relative, and I don't know what you're talking about because it seems like a relative.
“That’s right. Relatives, on the father's side? Or on your mother's side?"
“Mother’s side. By the way, is this village chief? What are you asking about?”
Seok Woo-dae blushed at Yeon Jeok-ha's point.
“Oh, no. It's been a long time since I've just seen a foreigner. Then, work on it.”
Seok Woo-dae hurriedly spoke and left his seat in a hurry.
“Great. He is a funny man.”
It's impressive how he goes without looking back at what he's so busy with.
The middle-aged man with whom he had a relationship was completely out of sight and moved to Bangsan only afterward.
The house the middle-aged man said was the closest to Bangsan.
That means being far away from where people live.
Right below the foot of the mountain, there was a house that was slightly better than a hut.
The clumsy wooden fence was poorly maintained and had holes here and there, and the gate was warped and rattled lightly whenever the wind blew.
I knew that his mother's financial situation was not good enough to sell her mother, but it was worse than I thought.
Jeok ha, who had been clicking his tongue inside, pushed the gate and went inside.
“Are you there?”
When I shouted in the yard, I opened the door and a little girl rushed out.
She wonders if she's six years old now?
The skinny girl looked around her and asked with her frightened face.
"Who are you?"
"Me? person passing by. Aren't your parents at home?"
“Did you go to the mountain to get some wood?”
After hearing that, I saw a pile of wood piled up on one side of the yard.
“You bring trees and sell them? Or did you go pick it up to write?”
“I write and sell. Why do you ask?”
Lee Chae was young in Yeonjeokha’s eyes.
Judging by her question, she seemed to be a smarter girl than she thought.
A little short of her size (about 30 cm), she sat comfortably on her hips on the floor, which only imitated her.
“When are your parents coming?”
“He will be back soon. You can't just sit anywhere like that."
“I’m fine, don’t worry about it.”
"no. Why are you sitting at someone else's house like that? I heard you were passing by?”
Only then did Yeonjeokha look at her girl with her new eyes.
She seemed to be pretty coherent with her words for a child.
"Kid. Are you a kid that speaks well? How old are you?"
“I am twelve years old.”
“… … .”
I took a look at the face of the surprised child.
No matter how you look at it, she looks six or seven years old, but it's amazing that she's twelve.
“Wow. Are you very young?”
“Is it because I can’t eat?”
The girl, Sihwa Lee, shot her poisoned face.
If she hadn't had a sword at the waist of the stranger, she would have cursed and kicked him out.
It's just a pity that I can't because I'm afraid of her knife.
"no. while you If you don’t eat, you’ll only get thinner, but you look young.”
“But why aren’t you going? Did you also come to see her older sister's face?”
"Sister? Did you have a sister?”
“Even if you look at it, you’re here to see her sister, but you can’t pretend it’s not. My older sister is getting married soon, so please stop going back.”
“How old is your sister, is she getting married?”
“Sixteen.”
“Why do you marry so quickly?”
“Yeah, of course… … .”
Lee Si-hwa, who had been responding harshly, blurted out the end of her words.
She couldn't bear to say that she was being sold because her house was poor.
“Sure what? Did you have an accident when you were young?”
“Stop talking nonsense! My sister is not like that!”
“Or are you marrying him quickly so that the two of you can live happily ever after because you love him so much?”
“No!”
"what? I didn't have an accident, and I didn't love you, so why send it away so quickly?”
“You don’t have to know, Uncle! Go quickly!”
A little excited, Lee Si-hwa forgot the sword hanging from her opponent's waist and got angry.
"Hey, I'm not an uncle, am I?"
“Then what is it?”
“Your father’s name is Wooseok Lee, right?”
“Right?”
“Then brother. cousin brother.”
“We are away from home and we have no relatives, so where are you lying?”
“There is only one on the parent’s side. That's me."
“All of them are dead, but where does one come from?”
“I have a place to go. what is your name?”
“Ishihwa. It seems like a lie... … .”
Even so, Lee Si-hwa glanced at Yeonjeok-ha with her expectant eyes.
She hoped that the well-dressed young man was her real cousin.
Then, like her older sister, she would not have to marry her.
“My name is Yeonjeokha. From now on, call me Jeokha oppa.”
“Isn’t that a real lie?”
Young Lee Si-hwa's eyes sparkled as Yeon Jeok-ha shamelessly left.
She couldn't hide her inner feelings because she was young.
As the cold wind blew, Lee Shi-hwa, who was standing in front of her door, trembled.
She couldn't see it, and she said a word to the jeok ha.
“If it’s cold, go inside. I can wait here.”
“How do you leave guests outside?”
Shihwa Lee shook her head.
She can't fully trust him, so she won't let him into the room.
Even so, when he sleeps alone, he looks kind of mean.
Hesitating, she continued her conversation at the door.
“Echwi!”
She was alone and shivering in the cold, and Lee Si-hwa eventually burst into her sneeze.
It was only then that he realized that her rival had been forcibly enduring her cold.
She has an invulnerable body, so if you don't tell her, you don't know how cold she is.
“Oops! Hey, do you look cold? I can't.”
She rose from her seat and dragged the firewood piled up in the corner into the middle of the yard.
"uh? Mister, what are you trying to do? You can't touch it. It’s something her dad has been saving up to sell.”
“What are you selling? There are only twigs.”
The firewood piled up in the yard under the standard of annual loading was just twigs.
He squatted in front of the firewood and struck the flint.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the fire was not easily created.
It was worse because she was impatient to think that her younger cousin was watching from behind her.
At times like this, I miss the heartache that I used to use like limbs.
He let out a rough breath through his nostrils and jumped to his feet.
"Shit! I will not! cannot!"
Lee Si-hwa, who was watching her nervously, burst into laughter.
He threw the flint he was holding wildly over the wall.
And he thought about something for a moment, and then he squatted down in front of the woodpile again.
Soon after, a twig was caught in his hand.
fall out. Quick.
The tree twisted and made a strange sound.
After that, it was engulfed in flames with the sound of a 'rumbling'.
It lit a fire by extinguishing Samadhi.
"Yes!"
With a cheerful sound, he pushed the burning branch into the pile of wood.
A shrill scream flowed from Lee Si-hwa's mouth, who was watching with confidence.
“Ah! No way! It's what Daddy put together to sell!”
"Are you okay. Come on. My brother will prepare a better tree.”
When Yeon Jeok-ha spoke kindly, Lee Si-hwa hesitated and came down from the floor.
Since it was spilled water, he decided to adapt.
From then on, the two squatted in the yard and lit a fire.
started warming up
Little Lee Si-hwa believed in the word, “I will prepare a better tree,” and scraped all the trees that were rolling around in her yard.
She was like a person with a lot of resentment because she couldn't light a fire.
The flames grew so large that they could be seen from afar.
Someone thought Lee Woo-seok's house was on fire and rushed to see it.
I took her jerky out of the carrying bag and roasted it over the fire.
It was when Yeon Jeok-ha and Lee Si-hwa got along well and shared her beef jerky and flirted with each other.
Someone broke through the door and shouted.
"Hey! What are you doing at someone else's house! And Sihwa! Why are you even doing that!”
Shihwa Lee shrugged her shoulders with her surprised face.
"Sister. that is… … . Mister, stop eating like a pig and talk to me.”
Yeonjeokha, who had been mumbling with jerky in her mouth, slowly got up and turned around.
A pretty girl, now about sixteen, stood there with her eyes widened.
