"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 267 - Fake person
Sue appeared on Musanangrang and Maehwa Lee's face.
To be honest, even she could understand the reaction of her two hundred demons.
Until now, Cheonjimaeng had struggled against only one or two Twelve Horsemen.
Furthermore, there are seven twelve horse soldiers and one Baekdu horse soldier, Kang Sang-pi, a ghost with blood in the heavens.
So Sangpi Kang grunting was a natural reaction.
“The reason I asked several Baekduma soldiers to come was to inform them of the enemy's movements. It is true that they pose no threat to us. But shouldn't you at least know what they're up to?”
Welcome Shinma Ungjae nodded her head as if agreeing with her.
“You are right. But are you going to just watch them run around?”
“I guess that's up to you guys. Is there anyone out there who can sort them out?"
Lee Mae-hwa looked around the Baekduma soldiers.
All of the Baekdu Demons avoided her gaze with annoyed faces.
Madame Lee shrugged her shoulders at Jaegwi Woong.
The problem with the collective leadership system was this.
As long as the fire doesn't fall on their feet right away, they are in a hurry to postpone each other.
Right now, the Baekduma forces were focusing on the leader, not Cheonjimaeng.
Of course, preparing to greet the leader was superior to going around to kill the vassals.
It was the same for Lee Mae-hwa and Ung Jae-gwi, so the two did not obsess over the issue any longer.
In passing, Lee Mae-hwa said to Kang Sang-pi.
“They wouldn't dare come near the white horse. Maybe snooping around Walnut Mountain. Of course you'll take care of it yourself."
“Puhaha! If they come to Walnut Mountain without knowing the subject, I will send them to hell.”
In response to Kang Sang-pi's boastful words, Mae-hwa Lee responded with a smile.
It was embarrassing, but the power of the famous school in Wangho Sanjang was more than enough.
In the end, the Baekduma troops dispersed without taking any action even after hearing Cheonjimaeng's movements.
It was because they thought there was nothing, they could do with just 250 people.
Not all have returned to their places.
The Evil Buddha Fang Tian Pavilion and the Red Moon Gong Qu Mountain secretly met somewhere in Luoyang.
Bangcheongak said in an annoyed tone.
“Damn it, the religious leader appeared on his own feet. Things have gone wrong.”
“Will there be another chance?”
Contrary to what he said, Gong Qishan also had a rather disappointed face.
Not all of the Baekdu demons are loyal to the cult leader.
I don't know if it was like that at first, but it changed little by little in the process of passing through the Twelve Horses and Baekduma Troops.
The process of acquiring abilities in a famous school is like gambling.
It is in the sense that you can get your hands on a fortune in an instant without any special effort.
Anyone who knows the truth can become the Twelve Horsemen, the Baekdu Demon Army, or the Heavenly Head Demon King.
As a result, apart from the awe of the cult leader, King Chundu, there were also those who were aiming for the position.
Stealing and stealing is not new in Sapa, where stealing is commonplace.
That is why Bangcheongak and Gongchwisan joined hands.
The two decided to challenge together by finding out the truth from the religious leader to become the king of Cheondu.
To do that, you must first catch the leader.
However, the leader could not be found for twenty years, and the plan came to naught.
Bangcheongak murmured as if he had suddenly remembered.
“Zep, but he’s glad he learned that he shouldn’t kill the religious leader… … .”
Previously, they tried to catch the religious leaders, find out the mantra, and kill them.
However, he gave up his mind after learning that the bottle of twelve horses was changing.
When the cult leader becomes a demon, he knows that they will die too.
“You don't have to worry too much. It seems to be fine as long as I don't kill it right in front of my eyes. See West Bihe and Tianmen Mountain. Didn't you get out of the dead area as if you were under the curse?”
At Gong Quishan's words, Bang Tiankeo nodded his head.
as he said
Even if the religious leader died and became the King of Chundu, that would be all he had to do if he avoided it.
The two spoke of the cult leader as if they could handle it.
If it wasn't for an overconfident state, there would be a special way to deal with the leader.
***
beginning.
Hwangdang Village.
around noon.
About 50 heavily armed soldiers are walking along the riverside.
They are the warriors of the Cheonjimaeng Hyeonmudae.
At the forefront were Jang Moo-deok, the first ruler of Musangdo, and Jang Kang-ho, his sub-master and former leader, Poongroedo.
The sun is shining, so both of them look tired.
Eventually, Jang Kang-ho spoke first.
“The weather is so nice today. How about having lunch to cool off?”
"hmm. Let's go.”
When Zhang Mu-deok agreed, Jang Kang-ho gestured to the Wu Geuk-wen disciple who was following him.
“Did you call?”
“I will take a break and then go. I'm going to finish it by lunchtime, so tell everyone.”
"yes."
Musa ran diligently to the back of the group.
After a while, the masters of the hyeonmudae dispersed in threes, threes, and fives.
Mo Yong-hwang, the family head of the Mo-Yong family, sat down with the family members.
His eldest daughter, Nung Ungum Moyongmi, took out food from her backpack and handed it to Moyong Huang.
Mo Yong-hwang silently picked up the food, and the other family members began to eat one by one.
Mo Yong-hwang, who finished his meal, glanced at Mo Yong-mi.
“It seems that Zhuge’s family likes you. What do you think?”
There are not many occasions when Chilpaimun and Odaesei gather in groups. As a result, when there is an event, when we have a meeting, we discuss miscellaneous things together.
One of them is marriage.
Jegal Seung-un, the head of the Jegal family, worked hard in the direction of the Moyong family in Cheonjimaeng.
Moyong-hwang also liked Jegalga, a rising star, rather than Namgungse, who was already energetic.
For a moment, Mo Yong-mi thought of the young men of the Zhuge family.
The only person she can get along with is Cheonmyeong Sword Jegal-seong, the eldest son of a musketeer. He was called the next commander-in-chief for his martial arts and wisdom.
He seemed to be fine with a man like that.
“Father, do as you wish.”
"i get it. Still, since it's your marriage, take a look at Zhuge Castle. If you don't like it, don't proceed.”
"yes."
Again, it is Zhuge.
Mo Yong-mi's gaze slightly moved to the place where Jegal-ga was.
Ten of the best masters selected from the Zhuge family gathered in a circle and were eating food.
Among them, Jegal-seong was a tall man who could be said to be one of the best.
When we think of him as a partner with whom marriage talks come and go, he seems special unlike before when he was calm for some reason.
Mo Yong-hwang said to Mo Yong-mi, who was looking at Jegal Castle.
“Although Namgungcheon is said to be the best among her later generations, as you know, Namgung Sega has fallen. When the era of the Sword King is over, they will no longer be called Sega.”
Mo Yong Mi turned her head towards her father.
As if explaining in a calm tone, Moyong Huang continued his words.
“Of course, the Zhuge family also suffered damage this time, but the power of their main family is still there. If you had to choose between Jegalga and Namgungse, people would choose Jegalga.”
“Will the Zhuge family take the place of the Namgung family?”
“I will help with both material and mind to make that happen. If you marry Jegalseong.”
“… … .”
Moyongmi nodded his head.
Judging from the Moorim Sega being mentioned, it seems that he has a plan.
If the story has come this far, it is safe to say that the wedding is almost certain.
Even if you don't know, there must have been a deeper story with Jegal Seung-un, the head of the Jegal family.
Then, Mo Yong-hwang's younger brother, Mo Yong-jin, intervened.
“Hyung-nim, the Namgung family seems to be really upset. In the midst of this, Namgungcheon says that she is following Changinmun's disciple. It's not cool to hold hands with Chilpaimun or the five generations.”
“That is the age limit. If it's good in my eyes, I know that's everything.”
“I don’t know why the Sword King left it alone.”
“You'll be so caught up in revenge that you won't have time to care. My family was killed in droves.”
“Isn’t that the time when we should plan for the future more?”
“That is a bit frustrating for me too. Originally, in order to fail, several things happen at the same time. The Namgung family must have run out of luck.”
At the words of the head of the household, the Moyong family nodded.
Not only Mo Yong-hwang, but also the public opinion was like that.
The Namgung family would be disorganized after the Sword King.
Cheonmyeong Sword Jegalseong and Mo Yongmi's gazes met as they inadvertently turned their heads.
Jegal-seong hurriedly averted his gaze, thinking that he might seem rude.
Just in time, his guardian and uncle, rising sword Jegal Jungyeong, called him.
“Sung-ah.”
"yes."
“This campaign was made to look fair, so don’t be too nervous.”
Jegalseong nodded his head as he already knew this fact.
Zhuge Zhongying said something unexpected to him.
“Rather than that, it is more meaningful to accompany the Moyong family. Have you ever heard of a story from your father about the Moyong family?”
"doesn't exist."
"hmm! I see. It seems that your older brother is promoting your marriage with Mo Yong-mi. It is no exaggeration to say that this expedition was prepared for the two of them.”
"yes?"
“It means to show a good side to the Moyong family. So that there is no hesitation in choosing you.”
“Ah, yes.”
Jegalseong finally understood his uncle's words and nodded his head.
He, too, knew that there was no danger in going to Diocese.
However, he did not know that his marriage with the Moyong family was being pursued.
'Is that why Moyong Sojour was looking at me?'
It seems that way.
When I thought about it, I felt strange.
Does he feel like a spark has fallen in his heart, which only thought of fighting a famous school?
***
Chili Hachon.
Muyoungshintu Baekkyo felt like dying every day.
It's been five days since the ceremony.
I haven't been able to sleep comfortably for a single day.
He sat idle all day without doing anything, his skin chapped and his eyes crinkled.
He doesn't know how much he regretted not telling the truth to Hwayong Doksim Namgung-yeon.
Especially after the sun went down, it was truly a series of horrors.
You don't know if you've been attacked by a master in the dark.
Baegyo lit a lantern before the sun went down.
Two days have passed since he received 30,000 nyang, so it is time for him to come soon.
So he didn't even think about going to bed anymore.
He passed the time sitting at the table, sipping cold tea.
how much Has time passed?
As he was dozing off, he shook his head violently when he heard someone from outside.
Then he got up from his seat, opened the door, and looked out.
Just like two days ago, a middle-aged man was standing in the yard.
Seeing that he still hadn't brought his weapon, Baek Kyo went out in relief.
“Are you here sooner than expected?”
Of course, that's just what I did.
If it was Zhuge Ga's ability, it wouldn't have been 20,000 Nyang in two days.
The man who was standing still said.
“Would you like to come and receive it? Shall I go and give it to you?”
Receiving an unprecedented question, Baek Gyo glanced at the man.
Suddenly, his body didn't move.
He went down to the yard without thinking a few days ago, but I don't know why it's like this today.
When Baek Gyo hesitated, the man asked again.
“Would you like to come? Shall I go?”
“… … .”
Dry saliva flowed down the throat of the tense Baekkyo.
It seemed like the grim reaper was asking.
Do you want to come and die? Shall I go and kill him? I said.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 267 - Fake person
Sue appeared on Musanangrang and Maehwa Lee's face.
To be honest, even she could understand the reaction of her two hundred demons.
Until now, Cheonjimaeng had struggled against only one or two Twelve Horsemen.
Furthermore, there are seven twelve horse soldiers and one Baekdu horse soldier, Kang Sang-pi, a ghost with blood in the heavens.
So Sangpi Kang grunting was a natural reaction.
“The reason I asked several Baekduma soldiers to come was to inform them of the enemy's movements. It is true that they pose no threat to us. But shouldn't you at least know what they're up to?”
Welcome Shinma Ungjae nodded her head as if agreeing with her.
“You are right. But are you going to just watch them run around?”
“I guess that's up to you guys. Is there anyone out there who can sort them out?"
Lee Mae-hwa looked around the Baekduma soldiers.
All of the Baekdu Demons avoided her gaze with annoyed faces.
Madame Lee shrugged her shoulders at Jaegwi Woong.
The problem with the collective leadership system was this.
As long as the fire doesn't fall on their feet right away, they are in a hurry to postpone each other.
Right now, the Baekduma forces were focusing on the leader, not Cheonjimaeng.
Of course, preparing to greet the leader was superior to going around to kill the vassals.
It was the same for Lee Mae-hwa and Ung Jae-gwi, so the two did not obsess over the issue any longer.
In passing, Lee Mae-hwa said to Kang Sang-pi.
“They wouldn't dare come near the white horse. Maybe snooping around Walnut Mountain. Of course you'll take care of it yourself."
“Puhaha! If they come to Walnut Mountain without knowing the subject, I will send them to hell.”
In response to Kang Sang-pi's boastful words, Mae-hwa Lee responded with a smile.
It was embarrassing, but the power of the famous school in Wangho Sanjang was more than enough.
In the end, the Baekduma troops dispersed without taking any action even after hearing Cheonjimaeng's movements.
It was because they thought there was nothing, they could do with just 250 people.
Not all have returned to their places.
The Evil Buddha Fang Tian Pavilion and the Red Moon Gong Qu Mountain secretly met somewhere in Luoyang.
Bangcheongak said in an annoyed tone.
“Damn it, the religious leader appeared on his own feet. Things have gone wrong.”
“Will there be another chance?”
Contrary to what he said, Gong Qishan also had a rather disappointed face.
Not all of the Baekdu demons are loyal to the cult leader.
I don't know if it was like that at first, but it changed little by little in the process of passing through the Twelve Horses and Baekduma Troops.
The process of acquiring abilities in a famous school is like gambling.
It is in the sense that you can get your hands on a fortune in an instant without any special effort.
Anyone who knows the truth can become the Twelve Horsemen, the Baekdu Demon Army, or the Heavenly Head Demon King.
As a result, apart from the awe of the cult leader, King Chundu, there were also those who were aiming for the position.
Stealing and stealing is not new in Sapa, where stealing is commonplace.
That is why Bangcheongak and Gongchwisan joined hands.
The two decided to challenge together by finding out the truth from the religious leader to become the king of Cheondu.
To do that, you must first catch the leader.
However, the leader could not be found for twenty years, and the plan came to naught.
Bangcheongak murmured as if he had suddenly remembered.
“Zep, but he’s glad he learned that he shouldn’t kill the religious leader… … .”
Previously, they tried to catch the religious leaders, find out the mantra, and kill them.
However, he gave up his mind after learning that the bottle of twelve horses was changing.
When the cult leader becomes a demon, he knows that they will die too.
“You don't have to worry too much. It seems to be fine as long as I don't kill it right in front of my eyes. See West Bihe and Tianmen Mountain. Didn't you get out of the dead area as if you were under the curse?”
At Gong Quishan's words, Bang Tiankeo nodded his head.
as he said
Even if the religious leader died and became the King of Chundu, that would be all he had to do if he avoided it.
The two spoke of the cult leader as if they could handle it.
If it wasn't for an overconfident state, there would be a special way to deal with the leader.
***
beginning.
Hwangdang Village.
around noon.
About 50 heavily armed soldiers are walking along the riverside.
They are the warriors of the Cheonjimaeng Hyeonmudae.
At the forefront were Jang Moo-deok, the first ruler of Musangdo, and Jang Kang-ho, his sub-master and former leader, Poongroedo.
The sun is shining, so both of them look tired.
Eventually, Jang Kang-ho spoke first.
“The weather is so nice today. How about having lunch to cool off?”
"hmm. Let's go.”
When Zhang Mu-deok agreed, Jang Kang-ho gestured to the Wu Geuk-wen disciple who was following him.
“Did you call?”
“I will take a break and then go. I'm going to finish it by lunchtime, so tell everyone.”
"yes."
Musa ran diligently to the back of the group.
After a while, the masters of the hyeonmudae dispersed in threes, threes, and fives.
Mo Yong-hwang, the family head of the Mo-Yong family, sat down with the family members.
His eldest daughter, Nung Ungum Moyongmi, took out food from her backpack and handed it to Moyong Huang.
Mo Yong-hwang silently picked up the food, and the other family members began to eat one by one.
Mo Yong-hwang, who finished his meal, glanced at Mo Yong-mi.
“It seems that Zhuge’s family likes you. What do you think?”
There are not many occasions when Chilpaimun and Odaesei gather in groups. As a result, when there is an event, when we have a meeting, we discuss miscellaneous things together.
One of them is marriage.
Jegal Seung-un, the head of the Jegal family, worked hard in the direction of the Moyong family in Cheonjimaeng.
Moyong-hwang also liked Jegalga, a rising star, rather than Namgungse, who was already energetic.
For a moment, Mo Yong-mi thought of the young men of the Zhuge family.
The only person she can get along with is Cheonmyeong Sword Jegal-seong, the eldest son of a musketeer. He was called the next commander-in-chief for his martial arts and wisdom.
He seemed to be fine with a man like that.
“Father, do as you wish.”
"i get it. Still, since it's your marriage, take a look at Zhuge Castle. If you don't like it, don't proceed.”
"yes."
Again, it is Zhuge.
Mo Yong-mi's gaze slightly moved to the place where Jegal-ga was.
Ten of the best masters selected from the Zhuge family gathered in a circle and were eating food.
Among them, Jegal-seong was a tall man who could be said to be one of the best.
When we think of him as a partner with whom marriage talks come and go, he seems special unlike before when he was calm for some reason.
Mo Yong-hwang said to Mo Yong-mi, who was looking at Jegal Castle.
“Although Namgungcheon is said to be the best among her later generations, as you know, Namgung Sega has fallen. When the era of the Sword King is over, they will no longer be called Sega.”
Mo Yong Mi turned her head towards her father.
As if explaining in a calm tone, Moyong Huang continued his words.
“Of course, the Zhuge family also suffered damage this time, but the power of their main family is still there. If you had to choose between Jegalga and Namgungse, people would choose Jegalga.”
“Will the Zhuge family take the place of the Namgung family?”
“I will help with both material and mind to make that happen. If you marry Jegalseong.”
“… … .”
Moyongmi nodded his head.
Judging from the Moorim Sega being mentioned, it seems that he has a plan.
If the story has come this far, it is safe to say that the wedding is almost certain.
Even if you don't know, there must have been a deeper story with Jegal Seung-un, the head of the Jegal family.
Then, Mo Yong-hwang's younger brother, Mo Yong-jin, intervened.
“Hyung-nim, the Namgung family seems to be really upset. In the midst of this, Namgungcheon says that she is following Changinmun's disciple. It's not cool to hold hands with Chilpaimun or the five generations.”
“That is the age limit. If it's good in my eyes, I know that's everything.”
“I don’t know why the Sword King left it alone.”
“You'll be so caught up in revenge that you won't have time to care. My family was killed in droves.”
“Isn’t that the time when we should plan for the future more?”
“That is a bit frustrating for me too. Originally, in order to fail, several things happen at the same time. The Namgung family must have run out of luck.”
At the words of the head of the household, the Moyong family nodded.
Not only Mo Yong-hwang, but also the public opinion was like that.
The Namgung family would be disorganized after the Sword King.
Cheonmyeong Sword Jegalseong and Mo Yongmi's gazes met as they inadvertently turned their heads.
Jegal-seong hurriedly averted his gaze, thinking that he might seem rude.
Just in time, his guardian and uncle, rising sword Jegal Jungyeong, called him.
“Sung-ah.”
"yes."
“This campaign was made to look fair, so don’t be too nervous.”
Jegalseong nodded his head as he already knew this fact.
Zhuge Zhongying said something unexpected to him.
“Rather than that, it is more meaningful to accompany the Moyong family. Have you ever heard of a story from your father about the Moyong family?”
"doesn't exist."
"hmm! I see. It seems that your older brother is promoting your marriage with Mo Yong-mi. It is no exaggeration to say that this expedition was prepared for the two of them.”
"yes?"
“It means to show a good side to the Moyong family. So that there is no hesitation in choosing you.”
“Ah, yes.”
Jegalseong finally understood his uncle's words and nodded his head.
He, too, knew that there was no danger in going to Diocese.
However, he did not know that his marriage with the Moyong family was being pursued.
'Is that why Moyong Sojour was looking at me?'
It seems that way.
When I thought about it, I felt strange.
Does he feel like a spark has fallen in his heart, which only thought of fighting a famous school?
***
Chili Hachon.
Muyoungshintu Baekkyo felt like dying every day.
It's been five days since the ceremony.
I haven't been able to sleep comfortably for a single day.
He sat idle all day without doing anything, his skin chapped and his eyes crinkled.
He doesn't know how much he regretted not telling the truth to Hwayong Doksim Namgung-yeon.
Especially after the sun went down, it was truly a series of horrors.
You don't know if you've been attacked by a master in the dark.
Baegyo lit a lantern before the sun went down.
Two days have passed since he received 30,000 nyang, so it is time for him to come soon.
So he didn't even think about going to bed anymore.
He passed the time sitting at the table, sipping cold tea.
how much Has time passed?
As he was dozing off, he shook his head violently when he heard someone from outside.
Then he got up from his seat, opened the door, and looked out.
Just like two days ago, a middle-aged man was standing in the yard.
Seeing that he still hadn't brought his weapon, Baek Kyo went out in relief.
“Are you here sooner than expected?”
Of course, that's just what I did.
If it was Zhuge Ga's ability, it wouldn't have been 20,000 Nyang in two days.
The man who was standing still said.
“Would you like to come and receive it? Shall I go and give it to you?”
Receiving an unprecedented question, Baek Gyo glanced at the man.
Suddenly, his body didn't move.
He went down to the yard without thinking a few days ago, but I don't know why it's like this today.
When Baek Gyo hesitated, the man asked again.
“Would you like to come? Shall I go?”
“… … .”
Dry saliva flowed down the throat of the tense Baekkyo.
It seemed like the grim reaper was asking.
Do you want to come and die? Shall I go and kill him? I said.
