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Published at 11th of August 2023 03:43:50 PM


Chapter 375

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Chapter 375 - Good will and good work

 

 

 

Lee Hwa hurriedly stepped back as the opponent's sword swept across her back.

 

However, the roaring atmosphere in her roaring room did not leave her alone.

 

She swung her sword three times, following her like a shadow.

 

Chae Chae-chaeng -.

 

In the final blow, Lee Hwa's sword bounced back.

 

Jeon Eo-pung suddenly approached her, showing his white teeth.

 

Then he hit her open shoulder with all her might with her bat.

 

she has no intention of killing

 

She just intends to cut her down somewhere and not get into a fight again.

 

Lee Hwa held her breath and just watched the map falling onto her shoulder.

 

visor-.

 

She had been hit by something, and her jade-style bakdo was thrown back.

 

Crisis and opportunity come at the same time.

 

Ewha stretched out her arm, which had been pushed back by her strength, in front of her.

 

The tip of her sword pierced her gnarled shoulder.

 

“Ugh!”

 

A heavy saliva flowed from her mouth.

 

Lee Hwa quickly looked around her as Jeon Eo Pung dropped her morale and stepped back.

 

To Seol Ji-young, the two of them were stuck in Noho's room, but they looked precarious.

 

Lee Hwa, who was about to run to Seol Ji-young, was blocked by a man seven feet tall.

 

It was Cheonhwayeop, the deputy owner of Nohobang.

 

“Ewha! I thought she was a girl who was good at writing poetry, but she is quite good at swordsmanship.”

 

“… … .”

 

Ewha did not dare to reply and only blinked his eyes.

 

He couldn't understand why the deputy owner of Nohobang was fighting him.

 

If it was Cheonhwa-yeop, it was difficult to handle even May Rock.

 

I don't know why such a person appeared in front of me without a name.

 

Whether she wondered or not, Cheon Hwa-yeop brandished her long sword.

 

Booung-Bung-.

 

It was already different from the sound of the wind cutting.

 

Ehwa evaded her body lightly like a butterfly.

 

Her counterattack was unimaginable.

 

However, since both sides are fighting at the port, it is difficult for her to dodge.

 

Suddenly, her clothes were soaked with sweat.

 

Her breath caught up to the bottom of her chin and her knees shook.

 

"omg! omg!"

 

Lee Hwa, gasping, turned to her Cheon Hwa-yeop.

 

She no longer had the strength to run away, so she had to face it head on, whether it was life or death.

 

She continued to chase after her, but life was pouring out of Cheon Hwa-yeop's eyes.

 

"die!"

 

The great sword of the Cheonhwa leaf fell down from the top in a simple ignorance.

 

Shugak-.

 

Ewha raised her sword above her head.

 

It was an act close to instinct, but it was a situation where her sword and body would be cut in two.

 

The moment her long sword meets her sword.

 

Zeng-.

 

With the sound of her ice cracking, the long sword spun around.

 

Chun Hwa-yeop, dismayed, hurriedly stepped back from her.

 

In an instant, a mighty latent power struck the long sword, making it spin half a turn up to the upper body.

 

'omg! Is Lee Hwa a master of three clauses?'

 

she was incredible

 

If she's that level of a master, she's more than enough rumors.

 

Chun Hwa-yeop, who was still controlling her breath, secretly looked at her long sword.

 

'omg!'

 

There was a hole the size of a chopstick in the middle of her sword.

 

'I didn't get hit by Ewha's sword!'

 

Goosebumps gave rise.

 

It was not an easy task to make such a hole in her own long sword, which fell like a thunderbolt.

 

'This is the realm of heaven and earth.'

 

I don't know who it is, but it was clear that the absolute master was helping Samjeolbang.

 

Chen Hua-yeop immediately withdrew her sword and took a step back.

 

“This sozer! Let’s just stop here.”

 

Yi-hwa nodded her head when Cheon Hwa-yeop, who had been rampaging like her tiger, showed her will to stop fighting.

 

She honestly couldn't even fight him.

 

She didn't know why Chen Hua-yeop suddenly twisted her upper body and backed away.

 

When Cheon Hwa-yeop, who was leading the fight, stopped, the people of Nohobang also took up their swords.

 

Then, Ju Chae-sim, the owner of Samjeolmun Gate, shouted.

 

“Heavenly Flower! Noha-gu's port will be managed by Hsinchu Sangbang! Do you agree!”

 

Chun Hwa-yeop replied with a bitter face.

 

“Okay. Our nohobang won't get involved in the affairs of the Samjeolmun.”

 

The three jeolmundos who were watching with nervous faces shouted 'Wow!'

 

After a while, Cheon Hwa-yeop led the bandits in Nohobang and left the port.

 

After the fight, Lee Hwa hurriedly found Seol Ji-young.

 

She was worried because the last time she saw them fighting two no-ho-bang-dos.

 

 

 

“Sister. are you okay?"

 

“Yes, sister-in-law? What did you do with the celestial leaves?”

 

At Seol Ji-young's question, Lee Hwa shrugged her shoulders.

 

"I don't know. It ran like a madman and then suddenly stopped. I thought I was really dying earlier. What about the sister-in-law? I saw her fighting two of them, didn't she get hurt?”

 

“Perhaps my mind was weak, I hesitated at the decisive moment, so I counterattacked and barely defeated it. One of them suddenly ran away.”

 

May Rock came to the two of them exchanging conversations with her mysterious face.

 

“Everyone fought well. Are there any injuries anywhere?”

 

"yes."

 

"are you okay."

 

Owol Rock, who nodded at the two sisters' answers, turned her gaze to Lee Hwa.

 

“Cheon Hwa-yeop is the best master of Nohobang. I can't believe you beat him. Was there any chance?"

 

"no. There is nothing. You know the death penalty.”

 

“Ambassador, my sister-in-law says that Cheon Hwa-yeop ran amok by himself and went back. Could it be that he has other plans? You can aim for something other than catch, right?”

 

“Something else?”

 

May Rock tilted his head.

 

I thought about it for a while, but I couldn't immediately think of anything that Nohobang was aiming for.

 

Seol Ji-young smiled and pointed at Ewha.

 

“I don’t know if I saw this sister up close today and fell in love with her at first sight. Who knows?”

 

“Oh, what nonsense.”

 

Ehwa waved her hand.

 

It was only then that Owalak realized that it was Seol Ji-young's joke and laughed.

 

“I don’t know why Cheon Hwa-yeop left today, but Wolsan Sangbang will not give up. Especially Ewha, you should be careful until you know Cheonhwayeop's intentions. He was humiliated in front of people today, so he won't let it pass.”

 

"yes. execution."

 

After hearing Lee Hwa's answer, May Rak left.

 

Seol Ji-young said suddenly.

 

“Sister, isn’t this all because of the amulet given by the non-partisan secular disciple? You said it would help you overcome difficulties.”

 

"is it? what? Come to think of it, are we the only ones doing fine in this fight?”

 

Lee Hwa looked at Seol Ji Young with a surprised face.

 

Even Munju as well as Owolrak suffered minor cuts, but only they were spared.

 

The two took out the amulet they were carrying and looked at it.

 

It's obviously a letter written by a freak, but it looks mysterious when you think it's a talisman.

 

“I heard that the sorcerers of the Five Dragon Palace are magical, so it is.”

 

“If I had known it would be like this, I would have taken a few more copies.”

 

“Where are you going to write it?”

 

“Amulets are not necessarily ‘extremely difficult’. They say there are talismans that help you make money or meet a good man.”

 

Seol Ji-young's eyes were full of regret as she carefully took care of the talisman.

 

It was the same with Ewha.

 

‘Did you say Yeonnamcheon? Next time we meet, I'll be sure to say thank you.'

 

 

 

Jeom Soi approached and closed the wide open window roughly.

 

“Guest, why do you open the door when it’s cold? I can do the cleaning, but what are you going to do with the broken somen bowl?”

 

“How much?”

 

“You will have to give me thirty gates.”

 

"gibberish. A nangin gets 50 mun a day, but a bowl costs 30 mun?”

 

Thanks to So Ji-woong of the Geon Won-pyo country, Yeonjeok-ha, who has a proper concept of money, shoots.

 

“Then open only ten doors.”

 

Yeonjeokha rose from her seat.

 

The fight at Pogu was over, so he had no reason to stay here any longer.

 

“How much is somen?”

 

“Twenty.”

 

I took twenty-five doors out of the stacking bag and put them on the table.

 

Jeom So-yi, who checked the money, shot at him with a swollen face.

 

“Five doors are empty.”

 

“What ten doors do the bowls you used have? Five doors are enough.”

 

“Sheesh!”

 

Jeomsoi grumbled, but did not object.

 

In fact, opening the door with the price of the bowl he used was a bit harsh.

 

He carried the bamboo backpack he was carrying and went outside.

 

No one could be seen where the people of Samjeolmun Gate had gone.

 

 

 

Yeonjeokha muttered as he trudged along the Guandu.

 

“Damn it, I was going to check the effectiveness of the talisman.”

 

At the moment of crisis, he threw chopsticks.

 

Lee Hwa and Seol Ji-young were safe, but can we call it the effect of the talisman?

 

“Still, I must have accumulated some magic power because I did good things.”

 

Since he had never done anything good and determined in his life, he was confused.

 

But as time passed, I doubted whether it was really a good thing.

 

After all, it's only good for Samjeolmun, but isn't it bad for a nohobang!

 

“I don’t know.”

 

He decided to be content with giving the talisman in good faith.

 

Thinking about the surroundings was too much for me at my level right now.

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

January five days.

 

Ha Nam.

 

 

around noon.

 

A shabby-looking man entered Gaebaeseong.

 

If you look at the Taoist uniform, he is a perfect Taoist, but he is an ambiguous young man without a Taoist crown on his head.

 

He was hungry, but he held back his hunger and turned his steps northward.

 

Since he has come to the opening, he wants to stop by the Namyeon inn in Hwasang Village.

 

He walked for about half an hour (an hour) without performing any ceremonial maneuvers until he finally saw the signpost of Hwasang Village.

 

Entering the Huashan Village, Yeon Jeokha's steps became faster.

 

After walking a little further, I came across a Namyeon guesthouse standing along the banks of the Yellow River in the distance.

 

It is time for him to retrace his steps with a happy heart.

 

A person was thrown out of the inn with the sound of a door crashing.

 

'omg!'

 

It seems that the Namyeon guesthouse has been in trouble.

 

Fighting in an inn where you are the co-owner, and there is even old sim in Gu Cheon-no-do and even Dan-woon-mang, the best of three treasures?

 

While I was looking blankly, the man who had been pinned down on the street stood up and brushed off his clothes.

 

He is said to be a fortune-teller, and seeing his face is a dream come true.

 

Even after facing such a situation, he hurriedly walked into the inn.

 

 

 

“Wow!”

 

Old sim broke his back in front of the checkout counter and vomited out what was in the extension.

 

Tang Yun-mang, whose eyes were black and blue, looked down at the heartache and shouted.

 

"bloke! You'll have to vomit through your mouth for the next three days, and pour it out backwards for the next three days! Thank you for saving my life. If you weren't a senior, you would be dead.”

 

At that moment, with a old sim, he threw himself at Dan Yun-mang with a sound of ‘Ahhh!’.

 

followed by blue The blade of Yu-Yeop also fell on Dan-Woon-Mang's head like lightning.

 

Sarak-.

 

A few strands of hair on the top of Dangunang's head were cut off and flew into the air.

 

However, Yuyeopdo, who seemed about to be cut, stopped at the top of the dangwunmang.

 

“You son of a bitch! damn bastard! You, you bastard like a fungus! Aaaaaa!”

 

How resentful he was, blue eyes streamed down from old sim eyes.

 

If it weren't for the antidote under the jeokha, I would have killed him right away.

 

I didn't like it from the first time I saw it, but as the days went by, I hated it more and more.

 

Maybe it was because I gave strength to my stomach, and something in the pit of my stomach rose again.

 

I don't know what kind of poison it is, but it looks like I will have to suffer for the next six days.

 

It's time to stare at the sour hairy scalp of Tang Yun-mang with old sim-like eyes.

 

With a rattling sound, the door of the inn opened and a bizarre-looking man entered.

 

Sang-do, who was cleaning up the vomit with a tired face, pushed her rag away and sprinted away.

 

“Guest, welcome.”

 

I walked past Sangdo, who was in a relationship, and walked in front of Simtong and Tangunmang.

 

Dan Yun-mang, who had been stretching out to do whatever he wanted, turned his attention to the new character.

 

"huh? Confucius? Haven't you met Yakushi Nyorai Baek Il-un?"





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