"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 32 - In the evening, on the night when the cicadas cry
Obong san.
Early in the morning, the door of Obong Sanchae was wide open.
Soon after, eleven thieves with heavy luggage on their backs walked out. Obongsipgeol and Gumilbokgeom Simyangak are guides to Gangnam Mansapyeong.
Shen Yang-gak, who had been walking ahead, turned around slightly, took a look at the five peaks, and nodded as if satisfied.
I don't think I'll be suspected of being a thief thanks to my neat attire. The sword hanging from everyone's waist can't be helped. Because you can't participate in the green forest competition barehanded.
'At most, they'll think of them as the people of Murim's breakwater.'
It should be.
Many people become tired when they are exposed as bandits.
Simyanggak and Poongyeoncho's eyes met by chance as they tried to turn around.
“Shin Noze, why? Is there anything you want to say?”
"no. But what do you think you will answer when people you meet come and go ask what they do?”
“Are there people who ask that in the first meeting?”
“Hehe, if there are so many people around, there will always be at least one curious guy.”
"okay? What would you like to be surrounded by?”
Five Bon 10 girls walked along and threw out a word at a time.
“How is Obongmun?”
“Rather than that, Oh Bong-gwan?”
"why? Let’s call it Obongru.”
“Brothers, why are you always trying to put Obon? Rather, how about Biryongmun? We all learned how to ascend the flying dragon.”
At Chaeyeon Han’s words, Imdal Heo struck a candle.
“Then I am the Ascension Gate.”
"Oh, that's fine."
“I’m a biryongmun.”
“Damn it.”
The five peaks and ten girls could hardly come to a consensus between Biryongmun and Ascension Gate.
Tak Go-myeong, who was worse than that, shouted, “Those who want to be Biryongmun are Biryongmun, and those who want to be Seungcheonmun are Seungcheonmun.”
By the time they were almost finished descending Obongsan Mountain, Pungyeoncho declared, ‘Since the dragon is auspicious, I will use Biryongmun,’ and the munpa was organized.
Poongyeoncho added a word to my friend.
“We are all disciples, and Yeon younger brother is a master. Is that okay?”
“Hyung-nim, is there no Moonju? Your brother should do it.”
At Takgo's question, Poongyeoncho shook his head.
“There is no such thing. It's a headache if there's a situation where Moonju steps in. I won't.”
"haha! Shall I do it too?”
“What’s the difference between you and me? no. There is no responsibility if there is no Moonju.”
Shen Yang-gak, who was listening, helped with a word.
“That is true, Chae-joo. If there is a gatekeeper, they may stick here and there.”
“Look. Did you hear?”
Poong Yancho shrugged his shoulders.
This time, Sobaek Has asked as if he was curious.
“Brother Pung, but why is our Biryongmun going to Namjiryeseong?”
"Why are you going... … . therefore… … .”
When Poong Yeon-cho was racking his brains in search of a suitable answer, Heo Im-dal interrupted.
“There is Ascension Gate in Namjikrye Castle. We are going to help Ascension Gate.”
“Foot! Heo Imdal. Are you pushing the Ascension Gate all the way?”
Takgomyeong burst into laughter.
Poongyeoncho nodded his head as if he liked the story.
“Yeah, that’s fine. did you all hear? If anyone asks, we are on our way to Ascension Gate with a martial arts master.”
Five Bon 10 girls laughed and replied.
“Okay.”
“Yes, brother.”
At that time, Lee Cheol-san asked as if he was curious.
“By the way, brothers, is there an Ascension Gate in Namjikryeseong?”
“What do you know?”
“Hey. don't go too deep How about yes and no?”
“Anyway, our iron mountain is naive.”
Lee Cheol-san lowered his head at the teasing of the 5 Bon 10 Girls.
Arriving in Hajia Village, Wu Feng Ten Jie bought plenty of dry goods and walked southeastward along the Guandu.
***
mid-August.
Nam-directive support.
Around noon, eleven Murim people entered the village. These are the Five Bon 10 Girls on their way to Mansapyeong, Gangnam. Their clothes looked a bit tattered from the long trip, but it also went well with the sword hanging from their waist.
“Big brother, I can’t go any longer because it’s hot and hungry. Let’s stop somewhere and eat some.”
Tak Go-myeong ejaculated with a dying face. It seems to be more difficult than others because it has a hairy constitution on its body.
Poongyeoncho must have been tired as well, and answered in a weak voice.
“Okay, let’s get some rest. I will die too.”
Shen Yang-gak, who was looking around, pointed somewhere with his hand.
“Brother Poong, there is a place called Shinyang Banjeom. Go over there.”
The 5 Bon 10 girls rushed in the direction he pointed without even checking properly. He was exhausted from the heat and hunger.
Sinyang Banjeom was so crowded that it was difficult to find an empty seat.
However, after seeing the 11 unmanned soldiers, the jeomso-i made a tactful arrangement.
As soon as they sat down, they gulped down cold water.
After that, I roughly ordered food from Jeom So-yi, who was waiting, and slumped again.
Poongyeoncho, who had been staring blankly at a point in the air, turned her head in a strange feeling. The middle-aged man in his fifties next to him kept glancing at him, indicating that he had something to say.
Even though Poongyeoncho did nothing wrong, it was pricked for no reason and avoided his eyes.
'Did he do that after recognizing that it was greening?'
Fortunately, the middle-aged man seemed to soon lose interest.
When the food was served just in time, Poongyeoncho forgot everything and began to eat greedily.
But by the time the food on the table is almost gone.
The middle-aged man next to me, whom I had completely forgotten, suddenly spoke to me.
“Excuse me, are you traveling?”
At that moment, Poong Yeoncho made his heart sink.
Surprised by the thief's foot, Poongyeoncho brusquely countered.
“Why do you ask that?”
“Oh, sorry. I forgot to introduce myself first. My name is Jang Han-young, acting manager of Suwol Sangbang here in Buyang. And this is my daughter.”
Jang Han-yeong pointed at the cute-looking woman in her early twenties who was next to her.
Hesitantly, she said the woman was silent.
Looking at her bewildered face, it seems that Jang Han-yeong improvised.
Jang Han-young, who finished the introduction quickly as if roasting beans in a flash of lightning, continued.
“I had to go up all of a sudden, but there just weren’t enough warriors up there to escort me.”
"I'm sure you're not asking people you don't even know to lend a hand... … .”
“Hehe, rather than that… … .”
Jang Han-young smiled as if he was embarrassed, but secretly looked closely at the unmanned soldiers.
The eyes of only one old man were cloudy, and the rest were clear and simple. The prayers emanating from the whole body also felt good, just like the disciples of prestigious schools.
His misunderstanding was caused by the Five Bongs and Ten Girls reciting the white porcelain gugyeol taught by Yeonjeokha, sleeping and waking up.
What was that white porcelain ball!
With the essence of Doga Qigong taught by Hyeonnyeo Gu, one can build up one's power just by breathing. Although he may be a thief by profession, the elegance that emanates from his whole body is not lacking even compared to the disciples of the Chilpaimun.
Moreover, thanks to the long period of homelessness - thanks to getting rid of the dregs of the world - Jang Han-young was fooled by the fact that even a sense of secession was visible in the plainness.
When he was convinced that he could be trusted, Jang Han-young pushed forward.
"haha! Even couples who have been dating for a hundred years must have met each other for the first time. By the way, can you tell me which sect you are a disciple of?”
“We are the disciples of Biryongmun.”
Poongyeoncho did not hesitate at all.
There was a set answer to that question, so the movement of the mouth was faster than expected.
"ah! It was the Biryongmun. What area are you in... … .”
“Ha Nam?”
Poongyeoncho's confidence disappeared in front of a question she hadn't prepared for.
It was a question-type answer, but Jang Han-yeong, whose eyes were already soaked with pods, couldn't see through it.
“You were the Biryongmun of Hanam. If we are going in the same direction, could you accompany us? We have to go to Hefei via Huainan. Oh, of course, I will give you enough examples.”
Embarrassed, Poongyeoncho only blinked her eyes.
I want to refuse, but unfortunately the direction was the same.
Poongyeoncho was preparing words of rejection, but Cheolsan Lee, who was listening next to him, muttered.
"uh? We also have to pass by Hebi... … .”
'omg! You ignorant bastard.'
Poongyeoncho shot Lee Cheolsan, but the water was already spilled.
Jang Han-young, acting manager of Suwol Sangbang, looked at Poongyeoncho with an expression that he was caught.
***
Gwanjemyo on the outskirts of Buyang late at night.
Around a dozen people lit a bonfire and sat around in the courtyard paved with bluestone. They are nine men and two women, five pay and ten girls. The coldness of dawn and the dampness of dew keep the fire burning even in summer.
Fire is lit by necessity, but there are many side effects. One of them is that time flies. When the sun goes down, there's nothing to do. At that time, if you light a fire, it will take an hour (two hours).
The 5 Bon 10 Girls were staring at the fire with blank eyes even though no one had told them to. There is no such common obscenity. Rather, they are eyes locked in remorse.
Now they are bandits of greening, but before they were poor slash-and-burn people. It is bitter to think that the flame that disappears leaving ashes in white is the same as one's life.
People change little by little depending on the environment. When I was banditting in Obong Mountain, I thought of going on a spree, but after a long trip, the forgotten past comes back to life one by one.
Ha So-baek, who was digging through the fire with a long pole, glanced at the windmill.
“Brother Fung, why did you reject the acting manager’s offer during the day? I was going in the same direction anyway. Wouldn’t it be nice to make money if we go together?”
“Hum. Have you forgotten who we are? At any rate, go with them and try to get entangled with the greenery. Ugh.”
Poongyeoncho trembled as if it didn't even want to think about it.
“Big brother is right. I don't know anything else, but I should avoid going with the upper room.”
Takgo Myung also shook his head excitedly.
"Oh, I see."
Hasobak's face was filled with some unknown regret.
In fact, she had dreamed of going to Gangho for ordinary warriors, even for a moment. It is the romantic daily life of unmanned people known to ordinary people.
Han Chae-yeon, who knew the inner thoughts of Hasobak, smiled.
“I guess you wanted to imitate Gangho’s Yeohyup?”
“What, little? Didn't her sister do that?”
“Whoops! I can't say no at all.”
The two talked about the life of Kang-ho they dreamed of.
Poongyeoncho looked at the two of them with somewhat mixed eyes.
'It's a woman's cooperative... … .’
Who Like me, I had a dream like that myself when I was young. Of course, reality is a gutter. The poor parents entrusted themselves to a wandering medicine seller to try to reduce their mouths. After that, as you can see, bandits.
However, after learning how to make white porcelain from Jeokha Yeon, every day is new. Sometimes you feel like you're wearing clothes that don't fit you.
"ha!"
A long sigh escaped from Poongyeoncho's mouth.
“Why are you suddenly sighing?”
Takgomyung, who spoke nonchalantly, threw the branch he was holding into the fire.
“Did I mention I have a wife and kids?”
“Is this your first time hearing it?”
“It should be at the opening, but I don’t know if it is alive or dead. I haven't visited in ten years."
He hid in the mountains to avoid propagation and forgot about it.
“Oops! You are heartless.”
“I’m thinking a little bit these days. I heard that if you suddenly change, you will die. Is it time for me to go?”
“Phew! older brother. It's not the time to go, it's time to become a person. Isn’t it natural that you want to see your family?”
Tak Go-myeong, who grew up in a temple, is rather envious.
I've never had a family, but since I'm already in my 40s, it must be so.
The 5 Bon 10 Girls, who had been chatting around, fell asleep one by one.
The light of the campfire also dimmed little by little.
sting.
It was a quiet night, only the sound of cicadas chirping.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 32 - In the evening, on the night when the cicadas cry
Obong san.
Early in the morning, the door of Obong Sanchae was wide open.
Soon after, eleven thieves with heavy luggage on their backs walked out. Obongsipgeol and Gumilbokgeom Simyangak are guides to Gangnam Mansapyeong.
Shen Yang-gak, who had been walking ahead, turned around slightly, took a look at the five peaks, and nodded as if satisfied.
I don't think I'll be suspected of being a thief thanks to my neat attire. The sword hanging from everyone's waist can't be helped. Because you can't participate in the green forest competition barehanded.
'At most, they'll think of them as the people of Murim's breakwater.'
It should be.
Many people become tired when they are exposed as bandits.
Simyanggak and Poongyeoncho's eyes met by chance as they tried to turn around.
“Shin Noze, why? Is there anything you want to say?”
"no. But what do you think you will answer when people you meet come and go ask what they do?”
“Are there people who ask that in the first meeting?”
“Hehe, if there are so many people around, there will always be at least one curious guy.”
"okay? What would you like to be surrounded by?”
Five Bon 10 girls walked along and threw out a word at a time.
“How is Obongmun?”
“Rather than that, Oh Bong-gwan?”
"why? Let’s call it Obongru.”
“Brothers, why are you always trying to put Obon? Rather, how about Biryongmun? We all learned how to ascend the flying dragon.”
At Chaeyeon Han’s words, Imdal Heo struck a candle.
“Then I am the Ascension Gate.”
"Oh, that's fine."
“I’m a biryongmun.”
“Damn it.”
The five peaks and ten girls could hardly come to a consensus between Biryongmun and Ascension Gate.
Tak Go-myeong, who was worse than that, shouted, “Those who want to be Biryongmun are Biryongmun, and those who want to be Seungcheonmun are Seungcheonmun.”
By the time they were almost finished descending Obongsan Mountain, Pungyeoncho declared, ‘Since the dragon is auspicious, I will use Biryongmun,’ and the munpa was organized.
Poongyeoncho added a word to my friend.
“We are all disciples, and Yeon younger brother is a master. Is that okay?”
“Hyung-nim, is there no Moonju? Your brother should do it.”
At Takgo's question, Poongyeoncho shook his head.
“There is no such thing. It's a headache if there's a situation where Moonju steps in. I won't.”
"haha! Shall I do it too?”
“What’s the difference between you and me? no. There is no responsibility if there is no Moonju.”
Shen Yang-gak, who was listening, helped with a word.
“That is true, Chae-joo. If there is a gatekeeper, they may stick here and there.”
“Look. Did you hear?”
Poong Yancho shrugged his shoulders.
This time, Sobaek Has asked as if he was curious.
“Brother Pung, but why is our Biryongmun going to Namjiryeseong?”
"Why are you going... … . therefore… … .”
When Poong Yeon-cho was racking his brains in search of a suitable answer, Heo Im-dal interrupted.
“There is Ascension Gate in Namjikrye Castle. We are going to help Ascension Gate.”
“Foot! Heo Imdal. Are you pushing the Ascension Gate all the way?”
Takgomyeong burst into laughter.
Poongyeoncho nodded his head as if he liked the story.
“Yeah, that’s fine. did you all hear? If anyone asks, we are on our way to Ascension Gate with a martial arts master.”
Five Bon 10 girls laughed and replied.
“Okay.”
“Yes, brother.”
At that time, Lee Cheol-san asked as if he was curious.
“By the way, brothers, is there an Ascension Gate in Namjikryeseong?”
“What do you know?”
“Hey. don't go too deep How about yes and no?”
“Anyway, our iron mountain is naive.”
Lee Cheol-san lowered his head at the teasing of the 5 Bon 10 Girls.
Arriving in Hajia Village, Wu Feng Ten Jie bought plenty of dry goods and walked southeastward along the Guandu.
***
mid-August.
Nam-directive support.
Around noon, eleven Murim people entered the village. These are the Five Bon 10 Girls on their way to Mansapyeong, Gangnam. Their clothes looked a bit tattered from the long trip, but it also went well with the sword hanging from their waist.
“Big brother, I can’t go any longer because it’s hot and hungry. Let’s stop somewhere and eat some.”
Tak Go-myeong ejaculated with a dying face. It seems to be more difficult than others because it has a hairy constitution on its body.
Poongyeoncho must have been tired as well, and answered in a weak voice.
“Okay, let’s get some rest. I will die too.”
Shen Yang-gak, who was looking around, pointed somewhere with his hand.
“Brother Poong, there is a place called Shinyang Banjeom. Go over there.”
The 5 Bon 10 girls rushed in the direction he pointed without even checking properly. He was exhausted from the heat and hunger.
Sinyang Banjeom was so crowded that it was difficult to find an empty seat.
However, after seeing the 11 unmanned soldiers, the jeomso-i made a tactful arrangement.
As soon as they sat down, they gulped down cold water.
After that, I roughly ordered food from Jeom So-yi, who was waiting, and slumped again.
Poongyeoncho, who had been staring blankly at a point in the air, turned her head in a strange feeling. The middle-aged man in his fifties next to him kept glancing at him, indicating that he had something to say.
Even though Poongyeoncho did nothing wrong, it was pricked for no reason and avoided his eyes.
'Did he do that after recognizing that it was greening?'
Fortunately, the middle-aged man seemed to soon lose interest.
When the food was served just in time, Poongyeoncho forgot everything and began to eat greedily.
But by the time the food on the table is almost gone.
The middle-aged man next to me, whom I had completely forgotten, suddenly spoke to me.
“Excuse me, are you traveling?”
At that moment, Poong Yeoncho made his heart sink.
Surprised by the thief's foot, Poongyeoncho brusquely countered.
“Why do you ask that?”
“Oh, sorry. I forgot to introduce myself first. My name is Jang Han-young, acting manager of Suwol Sangbang here in Buyang. And this is my daughter.”
Jang Han-yeong pointed at the cute-looking woman in her early twenties who was next to her.
Hesitantly, she said the woman was silent.
Looking at her bewildered face, it seems that Jang Han-yeong improvised.
Jang Han-young, who finished the introduction quickly as if roasting beans in a flash of lightning, continued.
“I had to go up all of a sudden, but there just weren’t enough warriors up there to escort me.”
"I'm sure you're not asking people you don't even know to lend a hand... … .”
“Hehe, rather than that… … .”
Jang Han-young smiled as if he was embarrassed, but secretly looked closely at the unmanned soldiers.
The eyes of only one old man were cloudy, and the rest were clear and simple. The prayers emanating from the whole body also felt good, just like the disciples of prestigious schools.
His misunderstanding was caused by the Five Bongs and Ten Girls reciting the white porcelain gugyeol taught by Yeonjeokha, sleeping and waking up.
What was that white porcelain ball!
With the essence of Doga Qigong taught by Hyeonnyeo Gu, one can build up one's power just by breathing. Although he may be a thief by profession, the elegance that emanates from his whole body is not lacking even compared to the disciples of the Chilpaimun.
Moreover, thanks to the long period of homelessness - thanks to getting rid of the dregs of the world - Jang Han-young was fooled by the fact that even a sense of secession was visible in the plainness.
When he was convinced that he could be trusted, Jang Han-young pushed forward.
"haha! Even couples who have been dating for a hundred years must have met each other for the first time. By the way, can you tell me which sect you are a disciple of?”
“We are the disciples of Biryongmun.”
Poongyeoncho did not hesitate at all.
There was a set answer to that question, so the movement of the mouth was faster than expected.
"ah! It was the Biryongmun. What area are you in... … .”
“Ha Nam?”
Poongyeoncho's confidence disappeared in front of a question she hadn't prepared for.
It was a question-type answer, but Jang Han-yeong, whose eyes were already soaked with pods, couldn't see through it.
“You were the Biryongmun of Hanam. If we are going in the same direction, could you accompany us? We have to go to Hefei via Huainan. Oh, of course, I will give you enough examples.”
Embarrassed, Poongyeoncho only blinked her eyes.
I want to refuse, but unfortunately the direction was the same.
Poongyeoncho was preparing words of rejection, but Cheolsan Lee, who was listening next to him, muttered.
"uh? We also have to pass by Hebi... … .”
'omg! You ignorant bastard.'
Poongyeoncho shot Lee Cheolsan, but the water was already spilled.
Jang Han-young, acting manager of Suwol Sangbang, looked at Poongyeoncho with an expression that he was caught.
***
Gwanjemyo on the outskirts of Buyang late at night.
Around a dozen people lit a bonfire and sat around in the courtyard paved with bluestone. They are nine men and two women, five pay and ten girls. The coldness of dawn and the dampness of dew keep the fire burning even in summer.
Fire is lit by necessity, but there are many side effects. One of them is that time flies. When the sun goes down, there's nothing to do. At that time, if you light a fire, it will take an hour (two hours).
The 5 Bon 10 Girls were staring at the fire with blank eyes even though no one had told them to. There is no such common obscenity. Rather, they are eyes locked in remorse.
Now they are bandits of greening, but before they were poor slash-and-burn people. It is bitter to think that the flame that disappears leaving ashes in white is the same as one's life.
People change little by little depending on the environment. When I was banditting in Obong Mountain, I thought of going on a spree, but after a long trip, the forgotten past comes back to life one by one.
Ha So-baek, who was digging through the fire with a long pole, glanced at the windmill.
“Brother Fung, why did you reject the acting manager’s offer during the day? I was going in the same direction anyway. Wouldn’t it be nice to make money if we go together?”
“Hum. Have you forgotten who we are? At any rate, go with them and try to get entangled with the greenery. Ugh.”
Poongyeoncho trembled as if it didn't even want to think about it.
“Big brother is right. I don't know anything else, but I should avoid going with the upper room.”
Takgo Myung also shook his head excitedly.
"Oh, I see."
Hasobak's face was filled with some unknown regret.
In fact, she had dreamed of going to Gangho for ordinary warriors, even for a moment. It is the romantic daily life of unmanned people known to ordinary people.
Han Chae-yeon, who knew the inner thoughts of Hasobak, smiled.
“I guess you wanted to imitate Gangho’s Yeohyup?”
“What, little? Didn't her sister do that?”
“Whoops! I can't say no at all.”
The two talked about the life of Kang-ho they dreamed of.
Poongyeoncho looked at the two of them with somewhat mixed eyes.
'It's a woman's cooperative... … .’
Who Like me, I had a dream like that myself when I was young. Of course, reality is a gutter. The poor parents entrusted themselves to a wandering medicine seller to try to reduce their mouths. After that, as you can see, bandits.
However, after learning how to make white porcelain from Jeokha Yeon, every day is new. Sometimes you feel like you're wearing clothes that don't fit you.
"ha!"
A long sigh escaped from Poongyeoncho's mouth.
“Why are you suddenly sighing?”
Takgomyung, who spoke nonchalantly, threw the branch he was holding into the fire.
“Did I mention I have a wife and kids?”
“Is this your first time hearing it?”
“It should be at the opening, but I don’t know if it is alive or dead. I haven't visited in ten years."
He hid in the mountains to avoid propagation and forgot about it.
“Oops! You are heartless.”
“I’m thinking a little bit these days. I heard that if you suddenly change, you will die. Is it time for me to go?”
“Phew! older brother. It's not the time to go, it's time to become a person. Isn’t it natural that you want to see your family?”
Tak Go-myeong, who grew up in a temple, is rather envious.
I've never had a family, but since I'm already in my 40s, it must be so.
The 5 Bon 10 Girls, who had been chatting around, fell asleep one by one.
The light of the campfire also dimmed little by little.
sting.
It was a quiet night, only the sound of cicadas chirping.
