Chapter 377 - I'm not going to play
I walked slowly to Hyojaam, where I was connected.
As I walked under the moonlight, a solidly built cottage caught my eye.
When I first built it, I was blown away, but now I don't feel that way.
Just looking at the hut, it seems that the three-year mourning ceremony was held properly.
Thinking of the comment made me laugh out loud.
Nam Su-gyeong was caught in trouble, and he didn't even sell it - that's also someone else's house - acting as a filial son.
Even if it's nominal, it seems that my heart keeps getting more lenient because I'm in the middle of the day.
As I approached the hut, I could already hear the sound of snoring.
“Tsk! I don't know if anyone will come and take it.”
The murmured jeokha lifted up the mat at the entrance to the hut and looked inside.
There was only one futon in the tent.
In the empty cottage, Nokdampyeong was sleeping, wrapped in a cotton blanket.
He lowered his mat again and turned to the Yellow River.
The river glistens in the moonlight.
If the sun had risen, it would have looked cloudy, but under the moonlight, the Yellow River shone like a jewel.
I walked to the end of the rock that was connected.
The scene created by the moon and the Yellow River is cold and somehow dreamy.
Perhaps because of the dreary scenery, the memories of the past came to my mind with a feeling of loneliness.
The many people I met in the warehouse, Obongsan, and Gangho.
Obong Tengeol and Gucheonnodo Shimtong, 10 Jeonmuhu Namgungyeon, Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon, Seol Chasu, Yoo Geunsik, Jinseolha, and the family of the mother-in-law and Cheongju Three Gorges, Cheongbulno… … .
When I thought about the old man who had escaped from the left, the loneliness turned into emptiness.
It seems that he is not a filial son, seeing that he misses the old man more than his parents.
No, to be honest, I don't even remember my parents' faces.
My mother died when I was born, and my father lived in the same house, but it was difficult to meet him.
When Xu Xin came to visit, Gu Chun-gi stood up alone and wandered around the Qi-gyeong-palmaek.
When Daejucheon ended, Yeonjeokha suddenly came to his senses.
It was only then that I heard the sound of the Yellow River rushing violently under the rock, saying, “Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa.”
Leaving behind the roaring sound of the Yellow River in the dark, we returned to the Namyeon Inn.
next day.
After breakfast, Yeonjeokha went out again to Hyojaam.
Nokdampyeong, who was squatting in front of the hut, glanced at her, but soon turned her head away.
It was thought that someone passing by had seen the hut and had come to it out of curiosity.
Fifteen people a day did it in the summer, so it wasn't something to be concerned about.
Moreover, I did not want to see the hideous face covered in boils again.
However, a guy named Booseum came over and started talking to me.
“Brother, what are you doing here?”
“It’s been over three years. And I'm not your brother If you have nothing to do, just go.”
In the meantime, Nokdampyeong didn't argue, probably because he had lost a lot of blood.
“Did you bury the body? Can't you see the grave nearby?"
“Seeing that you don’t know the reputation of Hyojaam, you must be a wanderer. I'll explain it only once, so listen carefully. Confucius Yeon, who is the law of protection of the green forest, told me. ‘Brother Nok, I have to pay a three-year mourning for my deceased parents, but I don’t have time. Can Brother Rust do it for me?’. that's why i'm here If you know, go quietly.”
“Did I say that?”
“… … .”
Nokdampyeong, who was looking elsewhere, turned his head in surprise.
You mean 'I'?
'what? He seemed to be a senior citizen… … .’
When Nokdampyeong's eyes met, Yeonjeokha said.
“Did I really say that? I guess I said otherwise? So, roughly, ‘I have no parental care, but I have a desire to do a three-year mourning like others. But it would be hypocritical if I did it because I was never cared for, so you do it instead of me.’ Something like that.”
“Everyone, who are you!”
Nokdampyeong, who had been sitting leisurely, suddenly stood up.
"Can't you hear my voice? It’s me, you didn’t touch the three treasures because you decided to mourn for three years.”
“Are you really a senior Confucius?”
“Who is the senior you asked to replace because you didn’t have time to do the three-year award?”
It was only then that Nok Dam-pyeong realized that ‘Booseum’ was to be married and hit his head on the floor.
“Go, Gongja-nim, please forgive me. I was talking nonsense.”
Even though Nokdampyeong, who had a rivalry, lied a little, he wasn't too angry.
Because he would have sounded similar to that had he been him.
Perhaps, as he practiced Jeokseon, his sharp mind softened.
Rather, he felt sorry for the green comments that beautifully packaged the past.
“Is it worth it?”
“Yes, yes!”
Nok Dam-pyeong, fearing that he might do something else, nodded his head vigorously.
“Did you eat something?”
“Yes, Sangdo brings me something to eat whenever I have a meal. Of course I am paying.”
“Are you tired of doing this?”
“Oh, no. it's okay."
Nokdampyeong was surprised by Yeonjeokha's kindness and diligently rolled his eyes.
He walked past the frozen man to the edge of the rock.
“Stop your bullshit and go and take good care of your living parents.”
"yes?"
Nokdampyeong's voice rose at the unexpected sound.
Is that really what Yeon Jeok-ha, known as the mighty devil, said?
To yourself who even lied a little?
“Clean up the hideous hut and go.”
“Can I really do that?”
"why? Do you want to fill three full years?”
“Oh, no. If you tell me to go, I will go.”
Even though he said he would go, Nokdampyeong stood still and looked at him, wanting to go.
Lian Jehe said with his eyes on the Yellow River.
“Brother Rust.”
"yes."
“Live kindly.”
"yes!"
Nokdampyeong's answer echoed around.
After a while, he looked at the back of his head with an excited face.
Looking at the atmosphere, it seems that they are really telling me to go.
“Then, shall we clean the hut?”
“Clean up and go.”
Only then did Nok Dam-pyeong shatter the cottage he had lived in for the past year or so.
After cleaning the place where he lived, Nok Dam-pyeong ran away.
He sat down on a rock and meditated.
He had countless thoughts running through his mind.
Just as he was getting out of the thought that was biting his tail, he heard someone's voice behind him.
In an instant, a deep regret appeared on Yeon Jeok-ha's face.
It is not easy to be blunt.
He barely made up his mind, but he had to return to his busy daily life.
However, life in the secular world is originally like this, so you can't blame anyone.
Savoring the lingering lingering lingering feelings of adversity, he waited for the other person to speak first.
“Yeong Confucius.”
When I heard the voice, it was Wang Mu-yang, the white tiger of the Golden Guard, whom I had met on Mt. Wudang.
“Tell me.”
“Three days later, we decided to meet at Uguksa Temple. Confucius can come at that time.”
“A patriot?”
“Yes, come to the iron tower of Uguksa Temple at noon and I will guide you.”
"all right."
When Yeon Jeok-he answered, Wang Mu-yang went to town and disappeared without a sound.
'Hmm, is it finally the beginning?'
I suddenly became curious.
Whether killing the priest of the famous school is the enemy or not.
But no one could answer that.
That night.
I went to Geumwoljuru, run by Simtong.
Even though the village was the size of a palm, Juru was crowded with customers.
When Yeonjeokha entered, then old sim at the checkout hurriedly came out.
“Oops! Gongja, please come. Why didn't you come yesterday?"
Before Yeon Jeok-ha could answer anything.
This time, Wol-a and Geum-a, who were running errands, came to her and bowed their heads.
“Confucius, welcome!”
Yeon Jeok-ha, who hates troublesome things, shook his hand and walked to the empty seat and sat down.
Simtong ordered while sitting across from Yeonjeokha.
“Our Confucius likes chicken dishes, so serve them by type. Let's drink incense snow wine.”
"yes."
Wol-ah and Geum-ah rushed to the kitchen.
Lian Zihe said to Shen Tong, who looked at his disciples with happy eyes.
“Does business go well?”
"yes. It is popular because it has good alcohol and snacks, and even the kids are friendly.”
"aha! So, you mean you made money here and came to the inn to play the game?”
“That, it was because that Dangga bastard had harmed Gongja.”
“There are no tombs without excuses.”
“Grunt! I will never fight a Dangga guy again.”
Hearing the old sim answer, he changed the topic of dating.
“I am leaving in three days.”
“Where are you going?”
“Are you going to go to Jeokseon?”
Shimtong glanced over at the complexion of the younger brother.
It takes half an hour (one hour) to open, and it is within reach of your nose if you lie down.
If it was a red line, it would be better to go to a place with a lot of people rather than a rural area.
“No, to help someone. Oh, then will it be enemy performance?”
It's an ambiguous face even if I say it.
Yan Zhihe spoke lightly, but Shen Tong did not listen to him.
This is because it is not uncommon for a master at the level of a junior high level to help.
“Confucius is helping you?”
"uh. I have some work to do.”
“Then I will go with you.”
“Old Sim?”
"yes. Can't we?”
“How do you do the juru?”
“Wol-ah and Geum-ah aren’t there. Besides, is it open? I'll be back soon, what are you worried about?"
Yeonjeokha looked at the old sim with ambiguous eyes.
It's true he's helpful, but I don't know if I can take him with me.
“Isn’t old Shim retired from Gangho?”
Yeonjeokha narrowed her eyes.
I don't know why they want to follow me, since I'm going to live leisurely if I paid for the base.
“Hehe, retirement? Isn't life strong? Retirement is a call to die.”
“Oh, is that so?”
"sure."
Wol-a and Geum-a brought chicken dishes and fragrant wine when they were laughing heartily.
Old sim chased away Wol-ah and Geum-ah, who were trying to sneak in between the two.
After that, he poured a drink into his cup and spoke.
“Please take me with you too. It hurts to keep guard at the checkout counter.”
“I’m not going to play.”
“You know. Where can only cattle be caught in Gangho? He catches chickens and catches dogs. If someone like Confucius kills a dog or a chicken, it doesn't look good.”
At his words, Yeonjeokha laughed.
Seeing you say that, it seems like you really want to follow me.
"okay. three days later, We’ll be leaving in the morning, so come to the inn.”
“Hehe, that’s right.”
Old sim didn't ask what was going on.
His dream was to cross the river with Yeon Jeok-ha, so there was no reason to ask.
“By the way, Gongja.”
"what?"
“Are you going to wear a Tosa uniform to the opening?”
“How about the Tosa uniform?”
“Because I don’t think it suits Gongja-nim. Surely you don’t intend to become a guru, do you?”
“I am not such a nice person. You will be thrilled when you go to the opening. I don't want to draw people's attention.”
“Heh. I'm glad then.”
Shim Tong smiled heartily with a refreshing face.
It seems that Yeon Jeok-ha really hated it when he was dressed as a guru.
***
three days later.
Five seconds (11:00 a.m.).
A young man with a bamboo backpack and an old man with a yuyeopdo entered the opening.
Yeonjeokha and simtong.
Simtong found out the way to Uguksa Temple on behalf of Yeonjeokha, who had dark eyes for the road.
It was a little past noon when the two arrived at Uguksa's steel tower.
Wang Mu-yang, the white tiger on the Golden Guard, naturally passed by Yeon Jeok-ha, who was standing in front of the iron tower.
“Follow me.”
He spoke in a whisper and walked away without looking back.
Wang Mu-yang, who took a few steps ahead, was followed by Yeon Je-ha and old sim.
Chapter 377 - I'm not going to play
I walked slowly to Hyojaam, where I was connected.
As I walked under the moonlight, a solidly built cottage caught my eye.
When I first built it, I was blown away, but now I don't feel that way.
Just looking at the hut, it seems that the three-year mourning ceremony was held properly.
Thinking of the comment made me laugh out loud.
Nam Su-gyeong was caught in trouble, and he didn't even sell it - that's also someone else's house - acting as a filial son.
Even if it's nominal, it seems that my heart keeps getting more lenient because I'm in the middle of the day.
As I approached the hut, I could already hear the sound of snoring.
“Tsk! I don't know if anyone will come and take it.”
The murmured jeokha lifted up the mat at the entrance to the hut and looked inside.
There was only one futon in the tent.
In the empty cottage, Nokdampyeong was sleeping, wrapped in a cotton blanket.
He lowered his mat again and turned to the Yellow River.
The river glistens in the moonlight.
If the sun had risen, it would have looked cloudy, but under the moonlight, the Yellow River shone like a jewel.
I walked to the end of the rock that was connected.
The scene created by the moon and the Yellow River is cold and somehow dreamy.
Perhaps because of the dreary scenery, the memories of the past came to my mind with a feeling of loneliness.
The many people I met in the warehouse, Obongsan, and Gangho.
Obong Tengeol and Gucheonnodo Shimtong, 10 Jeonmuhu Namgungyeon, Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon, Seol Chasu, Yoo Geunsik, Jinseolha, and the family of the mother-in-law and Cheongju Three Gorges, Cheongbulno… … .
When I thought about the old man who had escaped from the left, the loneliness turned into emptiness.
It seems that he is not a filial son, seeing that he misses the old man more than his parents.
No, to be honest, I don't even remember my parents' faces.
My mother died when I was born, and my father lived in the same house, but it was difficult to meet him.
When Xu Xin came to visit, Gu Chun-gi stood up alone and wandered around the Qi-gyeong-palmaek.
When Daejucheon ended, Yeonjeokha suddenly came to his senses.
It was only then that I heard the sound of the Yellow River rushing violently under the rock, saying, “Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa.”
Leaving behind the roaring sound of the Yellow River in the dark, we returned to the Namyeon Inn.
next day.
After breakfast, Yeonjeokha went out again to Hyojaam.
Nokdampyeong, who was squatting in front of the hut, glanced at her, but soon turned her head away.
It was thought that someone passing by had seen the hut and had come to it out of curiosity.
Fifteen people a day did it in the summer, so it wasn't something to be concerned about.
Moreover, I did not want to see the hideous face covered in boils again.
However, a guy named Booseum came over and started talking to me.
“Brother, what are you doing here?”
“It’s been over three years. And I'm not your brother If you have nothing to do, just go.”
In the meantime, Nokdampyeong didn't argue, probably because he had lost a lot of blood.
“Did you bury the body? Can't you see the grave nearby?"
“Seeing that you don’t know the reputation of Hyojaam, you must be a wanderer. I'll explain it only once, so listen carefully. Confucius Yeon, who is the law of protection of the green forest, told me. ‘Brother Nok, I have to pay a three-year mourning for my deceased parents, but I don’t have time. Can Brother Rust do it for me?’. that's why i'm here If you know, go quietly.”
“Did I say that?”
“… … .”
Nokdampyeong, who was looking elsewhere, turned his head in surprise.
You mean 'I'?
'what? He seemed to be a senior citizen… … .’
When Nokdampyeong's eyes met, Yeonjeokha said.
“Did I really say that? I guess I said otherwise? So, roughly, ‘I have no parental care, but I have a desire to do a three-year mourning like others. But it would be hypocritical if I did it because I was never cared for, so you do it instead of me.’ Something like that.”
“Everyone, who are you!”
Nokdampyeong, who had been sitting leisurely, suddenly stood up.
"Can't you hear my voice? It’s me, you didn’t touch the three treasures because you decided to mourn for three years.”
“Are you really a senior Confucius?”
“Who is the senior you asked to replace because you didn’t have time to do the three-year award?”
It was only then that Nok Dam-pyeong realized that ‘Booseum’ was to be married and hit his head on the floor.
“Go, Gongja-nim, please forgive me. I was talking nonsense.”
Even though Nokdampyeong, who had a rivalry, lied a little, he wasn't too angry.
Because he would have sounded similar to that had he been him.
Perhaps, as he practiced Jeokseon, his sharp mind softened.
Rather, he felt sorry for the green comments that beautifully packaged the past.
“Is it worth it?”
“Yes, yes!”
Nok Dam-pyeong, fearing that he might do something else, nodded his head vigorously.
“Did you eat something?”
“Yes, Sangdo brings me something to eat whenever I have a meal. Of course I am paying.”
“Are you tired of doing this?”
“Oh, no. it's okay."
Nokdampyeong was surprised by Yeonjeokha's kindness and diligently rolled his eyes.
He walked past the frozen man to the edge of the rock.
“Stop your bullshit and go and take good care of your living parents.”
"yes?"
Nokdampyeong's voice rose at the unexpected sound.
Is that really what Yeon Jeok-ha, known as the mighty devil, said?
To yourself who even lied a little?
“Clean up the hideous hut and go.”
“Can I really do that?”
"why? Do you want to fill three full years?”
“Oh, no. If you tell me to go, I will go.”
Even though he said he would go, Nokdampyeong stood still and looked at him, wanting to go.
Lian Jehe said with his eyes on the Yellow River.
“Brother Rust.”
"yes."
“Live kindly.”
"yes!"
Nokdampyeong's answer echoed around.
After a while, he looked at the back of his head with an excited face.
Looking at the atmosphere, it seems that they are really telling me to go.
“Then, shall we clean the hut?”
“Clean up and go.”
Only then did Nok Dam-pyeong shatter the cottage he had lived in for the past year or so.
After cleaning the place where he lived, Nok Dam-pyeong ran away.
He sat down on a rock and meditated.
He had countless thoughts running through his mind.
Just as he was getting out of the thought that was biting his tail, he heard someone's voice behind him.
In an instant, a deep regret appeared on Yeon Jeok-ha's face.
It is not easy to be blunt.
He barely made up his mind, but he had to return to his busy daily life.
However, life in the secular world is originally like this, so you can't blame anyone.
Savoring the lingering lingering lingering feelings of adversity, he waited for the other person to speak first.
“Yeong Confucius.”
When I heard the voice, it was Wang Mu-yang, the white tiger of the Golden Guard, whom I had met on Mt. Wudang.
“Tell me.”
“Three days later, we decided to meet at Uguksa Temple. Confucius can come at that time.”
“A patriot?”
“Yes, come to the iron tower of Uguksa Temple at noon and I will guide you.”
"all right."
When Yeon Jeok-he answered, Wang Mu-yang went to town and disappeared without a sound.
'Hmm, is it finally the beginning?'
I suddenly became curious.
Whether killing the priest of the famous school is the enemy or not.
But no one could answer that.
That night.
I went to Geumwoljuru, run by Simtong.
Even though the village was the size of a palm, Juru was crowded with customers.
When Yeonjeokha entered, then old sim at the checkout hurriedly came out.
“Oops! Gongja, please come. Why didn't you come yesterday?"
Before Yeon Jeok-ha could answer anything.
This time, Wol-a and Geum-a, who were running errands, came to her and bowed their heads.
“Confucius, welcome!”
Yeon Jeok-ha, who hates troublesome things, shook his hand and walked to the empty seat and sat down.
Simtong ordered while sitting across from Yeonjeokha.
“Our Confucius likes chicken dishes, so serve them by type. Let's drink incense snow wine.”
"yes."
Wol-ah and Geum-ah rushed to the kitchen.
Lian Zihe said to Shen Tong, who looked at his disciples with happy eyes.
“Does business go well?”
"yes. It is popular because it has good alcohol and snacks, and even the kids are friendly.”
"aha! So, you mean you made money here and came to the inn to play the game?”
“That, it was because that Dangga bastard had harmed Gongja.”
“There are no tombs without excuses.”
“Grunt! I will never fight a Dangga guy again.”
Hearing the old sim answer, he changed the topic of dating.
“I am leaving in three days.”
“Where are you going?”
“Are you going to go to Jeokseon?”
Shimtong glanced over at the complexion of the younger brother.
It takes half an hour (one hour) to open, and it is within reach of your nose if you lie down.
If it was a red line, it would be better to go to a place with a lot of people rather than a rural area.
“No, to help someone. Oh, then will it be enemy performance?”
It's an ambiguous face even if I say it.
Yan Zhihe spoke lightly, but Shen Tong did not listen to him.
This is because it is not uncommon for a master at the level of a junior high level to help.
“Confucius is helping you?”
"uh. I have some work to do.”
“Then I will go with you.”
“Old Sim?”
"yes. Can't we?”
“How do you do the juru?”
“Wol-ah and Geum-ah aren’t there. Besides, is it open? I'll be back soon, what are you worried about?"
Yeonjeokha looked at the old sim with ambiguous eyes.
It's true he's helpful, but I don't know if I can take him with me.
“Isn’t old Shim retired from Gangho?”
Yeonjeokha narrowed her eyes.
I don't know why they want to follow me, since I'm going to live leisurely if I paid for the base.
“Hehe, retirement? Isn't life strong? Retirement is a call to die.”
“Oh, is that so?”
"sure."
Wol-a and Geum-a brought chicken dishes and fragrant wine when they were laughing heartily.
Old sim chased away Wol-ah and Geum-ah, who were trying to sneak in between the two.
After that, he poured a drink into his cup and spoke.
“Please take me with you too. It hurts to keep guard at the checkout counter.”
“I’m not going to play.”
“You know. Where can only cattle be caught in Gangho? He catches chickens and catches dogs. If someone like Confucius kills a dog or a chicken, it doesn't look good.”
At his words, Yeonjeokha laughed.
Seeing you say that, it seems like you really want to follow me.
"okay. three days later, We’ll be leaving in the morning, so come to the inn.”
“Hehe, that’s right.”
Old sim didn't ask what was going on.
His dream was to cross the river with Yeon Jeok-ha, so there was no reason to ask.
“By the way, Gongja.”
"what?"
“Are you going to wear a Tosa uniform to the opening?”
“How about the Tosa uniform?”
“Because I don’t think it suits Gongja-nim. Surely you don’t intend to become a guru, do you?”
“I am not such a nice person. You will be thrilled when you go to the opening. I don't want to draw people's attention.”
“Heh. I'm glad then.”
Shim Tong smiled heartily with a refreshing face.
It seems that Yeon Jeok-ha really hated it when he was dressed as a guru.
***
three days later.
Five seconds (11:00 a.m.).
A young man with a bamboo backpack and an old man with a yuyeopdo entered the opening.
Yeonjeokha and simtong.
Simtong found out the way to Uguksa Temple on behalf of Yeonjeokha, who had dark eyes for the road.
It was a little past noon when the two arrived at Uguksa's steel tower.
Wang Mu-yang, the white tiger on the Golden Guard, naturally passed by Yeon Jeok-ha, who was standing in front of the iron tower.
“Follow me.”
He spoke in a whisper and walked away without looking back.
Wang Mu-yang, who took a few steps ahead, was followed by Yeon Je-ha and old sim.
