Chapter 388 - To attract a tiger to catch a wolf?
In front of the inn, Yeonjeokha looked back.
Waryong Swordsman Yeonmubaek and Yangyanghwa stood there waiting for an answer.
Having a relationship, I took my luck calmly.
“Since my face became like this, no one has approached me. Rather, even though I didn't do anything wrong, I was cursed and pointed at. The only person who treated me as a human being was Mrs. Yang. So I wanted to help.”
Yeon Mu-baek and Yang Yi-hwa just stood there blankly at the unexpected words.
They couldn't believe that Namcheon had intervened in the fight between Murim's breakwaters for just that reason.
The couple looked at each other almost at the same time as the couple disappeared into the inn.
Yang Hwa said with a half-confident face.
“Are the words of the Namcheon Sohyup true?”
“To some extent, this is true. There is no reason to lie to us.”
Hyeonmubaek somehow felt that that was not all.
There was a deep echo in Namcheon's voice.
Repaying his wife's small kindness was not enough to explain.
Eventually, the two turned to the main house.
“Thank you anyway. Thanks to your kind heart, I got a chance. If Namcheon Sohyup hadn't been a guest, he wouldn't have dared to resist.”
“I am ashamed. I just did it because I thought of the family members of the heads of families when I saw Namcheon Sohyeop.”
"no. There is only one thing my mother did well, and it was to unite you and me.”
When Yeon Moo-baek mentioned white rice wine, Yang-hwa asked.
“But where is her mother? There has been no news since he left Baekjiajang.”
“Don't worry too much. Her mother is a strong person, so she will be fine wherever she goes.”
“If Yeongamugwan settles down, will he come to visit?”
“He probably won’t come.”
"why?"
“My mother's long-cherished wish for the rest of her life is to make a Murim family house with her own hands. Would a small military officer on the outskirts be satisfied with such a mother?”
"still… … .”
“Moreover, she would hate it even more if she didn’t have a romantic relationship. She is the one who has a crush on Mr. Yeon. I wonder if she's Waryongjang.”
At the word Waryongjang, Yang-hwa secretly looked at the smoke bag.
Again, the expression was not good.
Waryongjang is a painful name for the Yeon family.
It was taken away by the people who landed on the moon, and it was trampled on by the green forest again.
“Did your mother like Waryongjang?”
“It would be more accurate to say that she was obsessed with it rather than liked it. Because she tried to repay the love she didn’t receive from her husband with the success of Waryongjang.”
“… … .”
Yang Yi-hwa found it difficult to understand her mother-in-law, Baek Mi-joo.
Although she hated Yeon, she wanted to raise Waryong Jang into the Moorim family.
"ha! By the way, the Iron Blood Room is the problem.”
“Don't worry too much. I have non-partisan disciples, so they won't do anything outrageous.”
Since it was a fight involving a non-partisan disciple, they will also think about the aftermath. As long as it is not a force that can influence Moorim like the famous religion, it has no choice but to do so.
“It’s really fortunate that Namcheon Sohyeop exists.”
“I mean.”
Yeonmubaek looked around Yeongamugwan with bitter eyes.
Compared to Waryongjang, it is the size of the palm of your hand.
I never thought it would take such a desperate effort to open this little crown.
***
Is it because of rumors that non-partisan students are guests?
From the next morning, the ronin knocked on the door of Yeongamugwan.
Thirty in number.
Surprisingly, ten of them were from Waryongjang in the past.
The Yeons could not hide their joy at the unexpected reunion.
From the afternoon, acquaintances from Jeonggajangju Mountain Sea Sword Jeongyeongcheon came one by one.
They are Baek Hwa-sim, a high-level master swordsman, Kang Soo-bin, and Yang Su-myung, a non-cheon-ildo.
Around sunset, something unexpected happened.
Three people with unusual prayers with a red sunset on their backs visited.
“I am Song Jin-wol, a non-partisan secular disciple. She heard rumors that Yeonga Military Academy has an alumni and came to greet her.”
“I am called Hongso.”
“It’s a fairy tale.”
At the greeting of ‘Nakyangsamui’, Mubaek Yeon’s eyes widened.
Cheongpung sword Song Jin-wol, Bijo sword Hong So-so, and Byeoryuk-kwon Donghwago were famous masters in Henan.
"welcome. I am Yeonmu-baek, the head of Yeongamugwan.”
For a moment, Song Jin-wol's eyes turned bright.
“You must have been a waryong swordsman after all. I expected it because the predecessor of Yeongamugwan was Waryongjang.”
“Thank you for remembering the lacking nickname. Compared to ‘Nakyangsamui’, it’s a name that falls far short.”
Yeonmubaek humbled himself in front of his senior, ‘Luoyang Three Yi’.
“I want to meet an alumni at Yeongamugwan.”
"Please wait a moment."
Yeon Mubaek hurriedly sent someone to the lodging where Namcheon was staying.
After a while, Yeon Jeok-ha entered the guest room.
Yeonmubaek introduced each other to Namcheon and ‘Lakyangsamui’.
“It is Namcheon Sohyup. Namcheon Sohyup, these people are called ‘Lakyangsamui’. All three of you are alumni of Namcheon Sohyup.”
After Yeon Mu-baek's words were finished, Yeon Jeok-ha tried to speak first.
“I am Namcheon, a disciple of the Oryong Palace.”
“I am Song Jin-wol, a disciple of Sangcheong Palace.”
“I am Hong So-jo, a disciple of the family of Sangcheong Palace.”
“It’s Donghwa, a disciple of the Shangcheng Palace.”
‘Luoyangsamui’ was a little disappointed, but did not show it.
This is because Oh Ryong-gung is also a shaman faction, although their pursuits are slightly different.
Song Jin-wol said with a smile.
"This is the first time I've met a disciple of Wulonggung. What is Master's name?"
“This is old man Cheongbulno, one of the ‘Chilsa of the Five Dragons’.”
For an instant, the expression of ‘Nakyang Samui’ became serious.
‘Oryongchilsa’ was a name that was known even to military men as a great senior in the upper row than the lord of Sangcheong Palace.
“Amazing. 'Oryongchilsa' are the virtuosos of the previous generation, but to say that they accepted secular disciples... … .”
“To be precise, he is a named disciple of Master Cheongbulno. Nancheon is the Tao Lake.”
"ah! I thought you were a named disciple. her! A named disciple of ‘Oryongchilsa’… … . You are amazing.”
Jinwol Song looked at Namcheon with new eyes.
Gimyeong disciples are the ones who choose and accept from among the disciples of the main mountain.
However, it is surprising that he became a registered disciple as a disciple of a secular family.
Donghwa High, who had been quietly watching Yeonjeokha, said.
“I heard that each of the ‘Oryongchilsa’ has a dharma treasure. Did Namcheon Sohyeop inherit the Beopbo?”
"yes."
“Can you tell me what it is?”
“What I received from the Zen Master is a practice called the Eonbeop (言法).”
Only then Donghwa High nodded his head with a satisfied face.
That's the answer.
Rumors alone weren't enough, so even a disciple of Oryonggung asked a question that was difficult to solve.
Namcheon replied without worrying about what he had learned by chance.
Even if it is the Dragon Palace, it is an unmistakable fact that they are disciples of the same shaman faction.
It was against Mungyul to turn a blind eye to alumni's difficulties in Gangho.
Dongwha High School sent a wink to Song Jin-wol and Hong So-so.
Then Song Jin-wol said to Yeon Mu-baek.
“Yeon Gwanju, can our ‘Luoyangsamui’ stay at Yeongamugwan for a while?”
“Does that mean that you will become a guest of our military rank?”
Yeon Moo-baek looked at Song Jin-wol with nervous eyes.
If ‘Lakyangsamui’ remained as a guest, it was no different from gaining a thousand troops and horses.
A faint smile appeared on Song Jin-wol's lips.
It is only natural to help Dong-do, who is in trouble in Gangho. Even more so, if an alumni was involved in the work, from then on it becomes a duty, not an option.
"exactly. Namcheon Sohyup is an alumni, so how can we turn a blind eye?”
"thank you. I will not forget grace.”
Yeon Mu-baek, who jumped up from his seat, looked around toward the ‘Nakyangsamui’.
Hope grew stronger.
When ‘Nakyangsamui’ said they would join, it felt like breathing was relieved.
***
Luoyang.
iron blood room.
early evening.
Three men sat in the ark's office.
They are Joo Yu-baek, the governor of Cheonroe-do, and Woo Byung-in, the hemophiliac of Naedang and Dangju.
Jo Yu-baek opened his mouth with an apologetic face at Joo Yeon-sin's chin.
“The guest is Namcheon, a non-partisan secular disciple. He was said to be a sorcerer from the Dragon Palace.”
Then, the lead actress shed a sneer.
"joy! so much drunk. That also means that if you are a secular disciple, there is nothing to see. But why do you have a shit-chewed face?”
“Today, ‘Lakyang Samui’ joined Yeongamugwan.”
"what!"
Joo-yeon, who had been slumped in his chair, straightened his upper body.
The name ‘Nakyang Ginseng’ was never light.
Of course, it's not a big deal compared to the disciples at the headquarters of the Chilpamun, but he was a rough existence in the Iron Blood Room.
“Why are they?”
“Namcheon is said to be a shamanist alumni, so he stopped by to say hello and stayed.”
"damn! Who else was added besides him?”
“The old moon swordsman Baek Hwa-shim, the Nanhwa sword Kang Subin, and the Bicheonildo Yang Su-myeong and 30 nangin.”
“Thirty rongins crawled in? I must have told you to keep them out of the way!”
“The heads of the three foreign parties pressed the ronin, but to no avail. There are quite a few ronin who have gathered in Luoyang due to the dispute between the two sides. As time goes on, the number will increase even more. I guess I have to make a decision.”
“What decision?”
“Shouldn’t we hit it before we get more ronin?”
“Grunt!”
A sound of pain flowed from the main character's mouth.
He thought it would end easily, but it feels like things are unexpectedly twisted.
“‘Nakyangsamui’ is not an easy opponent.”
Then, Jo Yu-baek looked at the lead actor with meaningful eyes.
“Vice lord, do you know who the founder of the Samsal Gate is?”
“Aren’t they the Thousand Demons, one of the ‘Three Evils of Gangdong’?”
The thousand-year-old demon, which gained notoriety as the “Three Evils of Gangdong,” suddenly disappeared about 30 years ago.
Some said they were in the famous school, and others said they went to the Demonic School.
Gangdong Samak was so powerful that famous religions and demonic religions were mentioned in their disappearance.
“Don’t you think that the three-year-old is working well these days?”
The main character frowned.
It seemed like Joe Yu-baek had been spinning his words around for some reason.
“Stop brushing your teeth and tell me quickly if you know anything.”
“This is a story I heard through an acquaintance of Samsalmoon, but it is said that the thousand-year-old demon has secretly returned.”
“Is that true?”
“It doesn’t seem like a rumor at all when you see Samsalmun suddenly going well.”
"There's a Thousand Demons behind you?"
“Wasn't the Heukwu-dang, which had been building a corner with Samsalmun a while ago, suddenly perished? Until last year, Samsalmun and Heukodang were in the middle of the day. i think something is weird Don't you?”
“Even if the Thousand Demons returned as you said, it would be a problem. Isn’t that the equivalent of attracting a tiger to catch a wolf?”
The Thousand-Salgwijo is a terrifying master that even the masters of the Chilpa clan and the four major generations avoid.
I didn't know what would happen if I brought in such a master for nothing.
“It’s just as certain.”
"hmm."
The main character's expression softened slightly.
Certainly, if it were a celestial demon, it would have been able to finish off ‘Luoyang Sanui’ and other guests with one stroke.
“Isn’t there anything to eat in Goseongchon anyway?”
“It is, but… … .”
Little by little, his heart sank into a thousand-year-old spirit.
In fact, Yeongamugwan had no meaning in Cheolhyeolbang. If Lee Cheol-won, the head of the foreign party, hadn't been beaten and came, I would have lived without knowing that such a thing existed.
“So, is Samsalmun doing anything other than occupying Yeongamugwan?”
In the end, the main character nodded.
That sounds right.
That's right, it's just the work of Goseongchon.
Of course, it would be like a thunderbolt to the person in charge, Yeongamugwan, but what about it?
Chapter 388 - To attract a tiger to catch a wolf?
In front of the inn, Yeonjeokha looked back.
Waryong Swordsman Yeonmubaek and Yangyanghwa stood there waiting for an answer.
Having a relationship, I took my luck calmly.
“Since my face became like this, no one has approached me. Rather, even though I didn't do anything wrong, I was cursed and pointed at. The only person who treated me as a human being was Mrs. Yang. So I wanted to help.”
Yeon Mu-baek and Yang Yi-hwa just stood there blankly at the unexpected words.
They couldn't believe that Namcheon had intervened in the fight between Murim's breakwaters for just that reason.
The couple looked at each other almost at the same time as the couple disappeared into the inn.
Yang Hwa said with a half-confident face.
“Are the words of the Namcheon Sohyup true?”
“To some extent, this is true. There is no reason to lie to us.”
Hyeonmubaek somehow felt that that was not all.
There was a deep echo in Namcheon's voice.
Repaying his wife's small kindness was not enough to explain.
Eventually, the two turned to the main house.
“Thank you anyway. Thanks to your kind heart, I got a chance. If Namcheon Sohyup hadn't been a guest, he wouldn't have dared to resist.”
“I am ashamed. I just did it because I thought of the family members of the heads of families when I saw Namcheon Sohyeop.”
"no. There is only one thing my mother did well, and it was to unite you and me.”
When Yeon Moo-baek mentioned white rice wine, Yang-hwa asked.
“But where is her mother? There has been no news since he left Baekjiajang.”
“Don't worry too much. Her mother is a strong person, so she will be fine wherever she goes.”
“If Yeongamugwan settles down, will he come to visit?”
“He probably won’t come.”
"why?"
“My mother's long-cherished wish for the rest of her life is to make a Murim family house with her own hands. Would a small military officer on the outskirts be satisfied with such a mother?”
"still… … .”
“Moreover, she would hate it even more if she didn’t have a romantic relationship. She is the one who has a crush on Mr. Yeon. I wonder if she's Waryongjang.”
At the word Waryongjang, Yang-hwa secretly looked at the smoke bag.
Again, the expression was not good.
Waryongjang is a painful name for the Yeon family.
It was taken away by the people who landed on the moon, and it was trampled on by the green forest again.
“Did your mother like Waryongjang?”
“It would be more accurate to say that she was obsessed with it rather than liked it. Because she tried to repay the love she didn’t receive from her husband with the success of Waryongjang.”
“… … .”
Yang Yi-hwa found it difficult to understand her mother-in-law, Baek Mi-joo.
Although she hated Yeon, she wanted to raise Waryong Jang into the Moorim family.
"ha! By the way, the Iron Blood Room is the problem.”
“Don't worry too much. I have non-partisan disciples, so they won't do anything outrageous.”
Since it was a fight involving a non-partisan disciple, they will also think about the aftermath. As long as it is not a force that can influence Moorim like the famous religion, it has no choice but to do so.
“It’s really fortunate that Namcheon Sohyeop exists.”
“I mean.”
Yeonmubaek looked around Yeongamugwan with bitter eyes.
Compared to Waryongjang, it is the size of the palm of your hand.
I never thought it would take such a desperate effort to open this little crown.
***
Is it because of rumors that non-partisan students are guests?
From the next morning, the ronin knocked on the door of Yeongamugwan.
Thirty in number.
Surprisingly, ten of them were from Waryongjang in the past.
The Yeons could not hide their joy at the unexpected reunion.
From the afternoon, acquaintances from Jeonggajangju Mountain Sea Sword Jeongyeongcheon came one by one.
They are Baek Hwa-sim, a high-level master swordsman, Kang Soo-bin, and Yang Su-myung, a non-cheon-ildo.
Around sunset, something unexpected happened.
Three people with unusual prayers with a red sunset on their backs visited.
“I am Song Jin-wol, a non-partisan secular disciple. She heard rumors that Yeonga Military Academy has an alumni and came to greet her.”
“I am called Hongso.”
“It’s a fairy tale.”
At the greeting of ‘Nakyangsamui’, Mubaek Yeon’s eyes widened.
Cheongpung sword Song Jin-wol, Bijo sword Hong So-so, and Byeoryuk-kwon Donghwago were famous masters in Henan.
"welcome. I am Yeonmu-baek, the head of Yeongamugwan.”
For a moment, Song Jin-wol's eyes turned bright.
“You must have been a waryong swordsman after all. I expected it because the predecessor of Yeongamugwan was Waryongjang.”
“Thank you for remembering the lacking nickname. Compared to ‘Nakyangsamui’, it’s a name that falls far short.”
Yeonmubaek humbled himself in front of his senior, ‘Luoyang Three Yi’.
“I want to meet an alumni at Yeongamugwan.”
"Please wait a moment."
Yeon Mubaek hurriedly sent someone to the lodging where Namcheon was staying.
After a while, Yeon Jeok-ha entered the guest room.
Yeonmubaek introduced each other to Namcheon and ‘Lakyangsamui’.
“It is Namcheon Sohyup. Namcheon Sohyup, these people are called ‘Lakyangsamui’. All three of you are alumni of Namcheon Sohyup.”
After Yeon Mu-baek's words were finished, Yeon Jeok-ha tried to speak first.
“I am Namcheon, a disciple of the Oryong Palace.”
“I am Song Jin-wol, a disciple of Sangcheong Palace.”
“I am Hong So-jo, a disciple of the family of Sangcheong Palace.”
“It’s Donghwa, a disciple of the Shangcheng Palace.”
‘Luoyangsamui’ was a little disappointed, but did not show it.
This is because Oh Ryong-gung is also a shaman faction, although their pursuits are slightly different.
Song Jin-wol said with a smile.
"This is the first time I've met a disciple of Wulonggung. What is Master's name?"
“This is old man Cheongbulno, one of the ‘Chilsa of the Five Dragons’.”
For an instant, the expression of ‘Nakyang Samui’ became serious.
‘Oryongchilsa’ was a name that was known even to military men as a great senior in the upper row than the lord of Sangcheong Palace.
“Amazing. 'Oryongchilsa' are the virtuosos of the previous generation, but to say that they accepted secular disciples... … .”
“To be precise, he is a named disciple of Master Cheongbulno. Nancheon is the Tao Lake.”
"ah! I thought you were a named disciple. her! A named disciple of ‘Oryongchilsa’… … . You are amazing.”
Jinwol Song looked at Namcheon with new eyes.
Gimyeong disciples are the ones who choose and accept from among the disciples of the main mountain.
However, it is surprising that he became a registered disciple as a disciple of a secular family.
Donghwa High, who had been quietly watching Yeonjeokha, said.
“I heard that each of the ‘Oryongchilsa’ has a dharma treasure. Did Namcheon Sohyeop inherit the Beopbo?”
"yes."
“Can you tell me what it is?”
“What I received from the Zen Master is a practice called the Eonbeop (言法).”
Only then Donghwa High nodded his head with a satisfied face.
That's the answer.
Rumors alone weren't enough, so even a disciple of Oryonggung asked a question that was difficult to solve.
Namcheon replied without worrying about what he had learned by chance.
Even if it is the Dragon Palace, it is an unmistakable fact that they are disciples of the same shaman faction.
It was against Mungyul to turn a blind eye to alumni's difficulties in Gangho.
Dongwha High School sent a wink to Song Jin-wol and Hong So-so.
Then Song Jin-wol said to Yeon Mu-baek.
“Yeon Gwanju, can our ‘Luoyangsamui’ stay at Yeongamugwan for a while?”
“Does that mean that you will become a guest of our military rank?”
Yeon Moo-baek looked at Song Jin-wol with nervous eyes.
If ‘Lakyangsamui’ remained as a guest, it was no different from gaining a thousand troops and horses.
A faint smile appeared on Song Jin-wol's lips.
It is only natural to help Dong-do, who is in trouble in Gangho. Even more so, if an alumni was involved in the work, from then on it becomes a duty, not an option.
"exactly. Namcheon Sohyup is an alumni, so how can we turn a blind eye?”
"thank you. I will not forget grace.”
Yeon Mu-baek, who jumped up from his seat, looked around toward the ‘Nakyangsamui’.
Hope grew stronger.
When ‘Nakyangsamui’ said they would join, it felt like breathing was relieved.
***
Luoyang.
iron blood room.
early evening.
Three men sat in the ark's office.
They are Joo Yu-baek, the governor of Cheonroe-do, and Woo Byung-in, the hemophiliac of Naedang and Dangju.
Jo Yu-baek opened his mouth with an apologetic face at Joo Yeon-sin's chin.
“The guest is Namcheon, a non-partisan secular disciple. He was said to be a sorcerer from the Dragon Palace.”
Then, the lead actress shed a sneer.
"joy! so much drunk. That also means that if you are a secular disciple, there is nothing to see. But why do you have a shit-chewed face?”
“Today, ‘Lakyang Samui’ joined Yeongamugwan.”
"what!"
Joo-yeon, who had been slumped in his chair, straightened his upper body.
The name ‘Nakyang Ginseng’ was never light.
Of course, it's not a big deal compared to the disciples at the headquarters of the Chilpamun, but he was a rough existence in the Iron Blood Room.
“Why are they?”
“Namcheon is said to be a shamanist alumni, so he stopped by to say hello and stayed.”
"damn! Who else was added besides him?”
“The old moon swordsman Baek Hwa-shim, the Nanhwa sword Kang Subin, and the Bicheonildo Yang Su-myeong and 30 nangin.”
“Thirty rongins crawled in? I must have told you to keep them out of the way!”
“The heads of the three foreign parties pressed the ronin, but to no avail. There are quite a few ronin who have gathered in Luoyang due to the dispute between the two sides. As time goes on, the number will increase even more. I guess I have to make a decision.”
“What decision?”
“Shouldn’t we hit it before we get more ronin?”
“Grunt!”
A sound of pain flowed from the main character's mouth.
He thought it would end easily, but it feels like things are unexpectedly twisted.
“‘Nakyangsamui’ is not an easy opponent.”
Then, Jo Yu-baek looked at the lead actor with meaningful eyes.
“Vice lord, do you know who the founder of the Samsal Gate is?”
“Aren’t they the Thousand Demons, one of the ‘Three Evils of Gangdong’?”
The thousand-year-old demon, which gained notoriety as the “Three Evils of Gangdong,” suddenly disappeared about 30 years ago.
Some said they were in the famous school, and others said they went to the Demonic School.
Gangdong Samak was so powerful that famous religions and demonic religions were mentioned in their disappearance.
“Don’t you think that the three-year-old is working well these days?”
The main character frowned.
It seemed like Joe Yu-baek had been spinning his words around for some reason.
“Stop brushing your teeth and tell me quickly if you know anything.”
“This is a story I heard through an acquaintance of Samsalmoon, but it is said that the thousand-year-old demon has secretly returned.”
“Is that true?”
“It doesn’t seem like a rumor at all when you see Samsalmun suddenly going well.”
"There's a Thousand Demons behind you?"
“Wasn't the Heukwu-dang, which had been building a corner with Samsalmun a while ago, suddenly perished? Until last year, Samsalmun and Heukodang were in the middle of the day. i think something is weird Don't you?”
“Even if the Thousand Demons returned as you said, it would be a problem. Isn’t that the equivalent of attracting a tiger to catch a wolf?”
The Thousand-Salgwijo is a terrifying master that even the masters of the Chilpa clan and the four major generations avoid.
I didn't know what would happen if I brought in such a master for nothing.
“It’s just as certain.”
"hmm."
The main character's expression softened slightly.
Certainly, if it were a celestial demon, it would have been able to finish off ‘Luoyang Sanui’ and other guests with one stroke.
“Isn’t there anything to eat in Goseongchon anyway?”
“It is, but… … .”
Little by little, his heart sank into a thousand-year-old spirit.
In fact, Yeongamugwan had no meaning in Cheolhyeolbang. If Lee Cheol-won, the head of the foreign party, hadn't been beaten and came, I would have lived without knowing that such a thing existed.
“So, is Samsalmun doing anything other than occupying Yeongamugwan?”
In the end, the main character nodded.
That sounds right.
That's right, it's just the work of Goseongchon.
Of course, it would be like a thunderbolt to the person in charge, Yeongamugwan, but what about it?
