Chapter 391 - The hero sees the distraction and goes
The dark clouds lifted.
The white moonlight brightly lit up the Yeongamugwan.
In the place of the former Madu Cheonsalgwijo, which was called Gangdong Samak, only blackened lumps remained.
Those who were checking the results were silent for a while.
The swordsmen of Iron Blood Room as well as the soldiers of Yeongamugwan are shocked faces.
Yeonjeokha, who was standing with a calm face, picked up the amulet again.
The Sangvis thieves who saw it belatedly took a step backwards.
There was no one even holding a sword in front of a talisman made of chunks of meat.
Jooyeon-sin, the god of the bubang-joo, hurriedly came out.
“Little Hyeop! I'll admit that our Iron Blood room was defeated by Yeongamugwan. In the future, I will not engage in the work of the Yeongamugwan. Please have mercy on me.”
“Looks like you haven’t lost yet? Only one old man came out to ask if he was a thousand-year-old ghost or something, and then he died. Now we have to fight in earnest.”
“No. Even if all the members of the Sangvis clan rush in, they will not be able to defeat the Thousand Demons. Since such a thousand-year-old demon died at the hands of So-hyeop, he doesn't have to fight to know. lost.”
“Hey, did you say vice president?”
"exactly. Nobu is the main character of the giant god.”
Yeon Jeok-ha gazed intently at the main character.
I met him a few years ago when I was visiting the ancestors of Gu Cheon-no-do Simtong and Luoyang.
'Even then, he harassed the small Changhae Military Officer... … . A habitual criminal.'
Even if you don't mean it, you keep getting entangled. I don't know if he has a relationship or a bad relationship.
"I don't know if you've heard of that? When you come, I don't know if you came on your own, but when you go, you have to ask for permission.”
“Send me.”
Joo Yeon-sin lowered her posture to the point of being servile.
However, the rivalry just tilted its head and didn't say anything.
Juyeon, who saw this, lowered her voice.
“I don’t know if I can say this, but if there’s anything else you want, please let me know.”
“Is that okay?”
When Yeon Jeok-ha showed interest, Joo-sin's face brightened.
“It’s not just empty words. I'll do anything the old woman can do for me.”
“It’s ‘anything’. No, why did such a great person come to fight?”
Yeon Jeok-ha's joke led Joo-sin to laugh in response.
“Hehe, isn’t this all related? It must have been that Heaven wanted us to meet.”
“Oops! Having said that, I can't deny it. Is that what the vice-lord promised?"
Yeon Jeok-ha's way of speaking softened before he knew it, and Joo-sin regained his confidence.
“I am the main character who created the Iron Blooded Room with my bare hands. Please tell me.”
“Then I will tell you. The amount of money I spent at Yeongamugwan to hire a rongin is about 100 nyang of hermits.”
“Since we had to spend money because of our Iron Blood Room, I will compensate you.”
The lead god happily nodded his head.
I don't know if it's a thousand nyang? 100 nyang was just a pittance in Iron Blood Room.
However, the demands of Yeonjeokha did not end there.
“And the Yang wife was greatly hurt by the words of the head of the house. I knew it when I went around with a face like this. Words hurt more than swords.”
“I will order Lee Cheol-won to apologize.”
“Apologizing is natural. How to comfort the wounds of the heart is important. Cutting off the head of the head, I want to cut it off and use it for something.”
“… … .”
The face of Joo-sin, who had been revived, died again.
'what? Could it be that Cheolwon Lee's one arm isn't enough?'
“Lord deputy lord. If a dog bites a person, do you scold the dog? Blame the dog owner?”
“Cool! It is correct to blame the dog owner.”
Joo Yeon-sin gnashed her teeth inwardly.
It seems that what that odd-looking guy wants is himself.
“Who is the owner of the Iron Blood Room?”
"It's a Jwayang ship called the Evil Dobu."
Joo-yeon-sin put forward Yang-seon, a twelve-horse soldier who is now alive or dead.
"It's a left-handed line. hmm. Let's do this. I'm bringing that person to me. Until then, the Cheolhyeolbang will be closed.”
"omg! Did you say Bongmun?”
Jooyeon-sin was greatly embarrassed when the story jumped to an unexpected place.
At this time when the power landscape changes when you wake up, is it a Bongmun?
It was a closed door, but it was no different from a closed door.
“Since there is no owner, a bastard is setting it up and running around. Now, even if a dog has an accident, you can't hold the owner accountable, so you have to pay attention. isn't it?”
“So-hyeop, but I don’t think it’s Bongmun. Dogs have responsibilities too, so why don't we cut off an arm and move on?”
Joo-sin secretly looked at Namcheon.
If given a choice between Cheolwon Lee's arm or Bongmun, anyone would choose the arm.
“What's wrong with the dog? It's the fault of the owner who raised the dog that way. If you can't take responsibility, you shouldn't raise it. Mrs. Yang, isn't it?”
Yeonjeokha turned her gaze to Yanghwa.
Yang Yi-Hwa, who had been watching blankly, inadvertently nodded at the sudden question.
Then, Juyeon-sin spoke to Yang-yi-hwa.
“Mrs. Please take a look at the circumstances. For us now, the gate is like a closed gate. Our Sangvisians also have wives and children. If the gate is closed, even they will have to wander the river in this severe winter.”
The words, ‘You have to wander the river’ touched Yang-Hwa’s heart.
It was because the situation of the family members of both heads was just like that.
“Namcheon Sohyup. How about watching a little bit? It is good to find the left ark, but the living must live.”
Yang-Hwa couldn't believe what he said.
He was worried that he would be killed by the Iron Bloods just a moment ago, but now it's the opposite.
He never thought he'd say with his own mouth, let's take a look at the Iron Blood Room.
“Since Mrs. Yang, the victim, said that, I have nothing else to say. Lord Vice Lord?”
“Tell me.”
Joo-sin Joon replied politely, trying not to get caught by Nam-cheon, who didn't know where to go.
“Live in gratitude to Mrs. Yang for the rest of your life. She said that Mrs. Yang is going to ride because she has such a kind heart. It's right to hold the door until the owner appears."
"I know. Lady Yang, you are the benefactor of our Iron Blooded Room. I will not forget today's grace.”
Suddenly, Joo-sin bowed to her, and Yang-hwa didn't know what to do.
It was a daily occurrence for Yeohyeop to be harassed by Sapa masters in Gangho.
He wasn't even hurt by the death sword Lee Cheol-won's words.
I don't know why that leads to whether or not the Sangvisi room is closed.
She glanced at Namcheon.
That young magician created all of that.
Even the art of harmony between heaven and earth and the handling of masters like Joo Won-sin casually.
None of them are ordinary.
To say this is extraordinary is not enough.
'Who is he?'
Of course, we know that Namcheon is a non-partisan secular disciple.
But considering the technique he showed me, that doesn't seem to be all.
'Why did such an eccentric come to Yeongamugwan?'
Considering the cold treatment, he received at first, it is clear that he is not familiar with the Yeon family.
But too many things have happened to attribute it to his own little kindness.
when she is lost in her thoughts
“Well, let’s just say that the calculations with the Yeongamugwan and Yang’s wife ended like that. So, am I the only one left now?”
Yeon Jeok-ha's words shocked Joo-shin.
It is truly a mountain beyond a mountain.
He is ready to drive opponents into a corner and steal their bone marrow like a green island.
“What can I do for you?”
Contrary to the words that seemed to spread anything, Jooyeon-sin gnashed her teeth inwardly.
'Evil guy. I'd believe him even if he was a disciple of the Demonic Cult, not a non-partisan.'
The day before yesterday, Lee Cheol-won was beaten by Yeon Moo-baek, and today, a thousand-year-old ghost died. Judging from the results alone, it was Sang-Blooded Room, not him, who should be compensated.
"huh? A guy who hasn’t lost anything is looking at me asking why?”
“Heh heh, it can’t be. Cheolhyeolbang offended Sohyeop's planting, so that alone is a great sin. I will compensate you.”
It means that we did nothing wrong other than offending you.
The couple who lived in the green forest understood his twisted words.
“You really think I haven’t lost anything?”
"Heh heh, I'm not that shameless."
Even so, Joo-yeon did not talk about the material damage in the end.
“No, it’s written on your face.”
“Heh heh, what are you saying? Even if the old woman... … .”
Yeonjeokha interrupted Jooyeonsin.
“Do you know how many talismans I made for the Iron Blood Room?”
“I saw that you were holding a lot.”
“It’s thirty.”
"ah!"
“You don’t know how much the nonpartisan’s amulet is for one piece, right?”
It was only then that Joo-yeon could guess the reason why he said about the loss.
'this guy. Are you asking for a negative price?'
It's the first time I've ever asked such a thing from a living fighting opponent.
Asking for a talisman price was like a military man saying, "Pay the money because the blade was damaged while fighting you."
“The basic non-partisan amulet is three hermits. They told me not to sell it for less than that.”
Of course, this is not the teaching of the master of the Oryong Palace.
That was the word exchanged among the practitioners of the Palseongak.
“Can I give you ninety taka?”
“Uh huh. words you don't know There is also a class in the drinking method. How did my sorcery look in the eyes of the lord and vice lord?”
"ha! It is a rare state in the world.”
Joo-sin obviously knew Namcheon's intentions, but he had no choice but to admit it.
“Haha, this is true. It's embarrassing to say this with my own mouth. I'm in the water so I can't lie. The realm of my sorcery is up there. Of course, the amulet made by such a person would be expensive, right? Even if you sell for ten, not three, people will line up to buy it. Do you think I'm wrong?”
“… … you're right."
“I also have no intention of selling amulets and fixing them. I'll take only ten coins.”
It is three hundred nyang.
The bloody battlefield has turned into a trading place.
The lead actor was astounded, but he decided not to talk about the military.
It was an unexpected expense, but it was an amount that I did not have to worry about.
It was then that an ingenious idea came to my mind.
“So-hyeop, you made 30 amulets, but didn’t you actually use 9 of them?”
"that's right."
“Can I give you the price of nine? Of course, if it's a talisman for small cooperation, I'm willing to buy all 30 of them.”
Juyeon-sin looked at Namcheon with strange eyes Since it is an amulet that brings harmony to the world, its value could be said to be infinite.
‘How are you, man? Are you going to fall after eating ninety nyang? Or will you hand over the remaining twenty-one talismans?'
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was shaking his head, said as if it was not a big deal.
“I will sell the remaining amulets. Carrying it with you is just a burden for no reason.”
I handed over the whole amulet that Yeonjeokha was holding.
Unexpectedly, Joo-shin, who received the talisman, opened her mouth to the bottom of her ear.
‘This crazy! You sold the talisman that brings harmony to the world for only 10 pieces?'
“Give me three hundred.”
When Yeon Jeok-ha held out his hand, Joon-sin hurriedly gestured to the commander-in-chief, Cheon Ro-do, Zhao Yu-baek.
“You heard me?”
"yes."
“I need 100 nyang for Yeongamugwan, 300 nyang for Namcheon Sohyup, and 400 nyang in total. I have 100 nyang, how much do you have now?”
“There are about two hundred nyang.”
“Give it to me and have the heads of households collect the money.”
"Please wait a moment."
Cho Yoo-baek ran between the owners of the inner and outer parties to scrape money.
After a while, Joo Yeon-sin handed Yeon Jeok-ha a pile of slips.
“Sohyeop, 100nyang of money for Yeongamugwan and 300nyang for the talisman. Check it out.”
The serializer meticulously checked the slips one by one and counted them.
However, the summation of the slips was too slow.
Finally, seeing him mobilize his fingers and toes, everyone closed their eyes tightly.
Yang-hwa, who was worse than that, quietly intervened.
Aye, who is a jeokha, handed over the bundle of slips to Yang-hwa and stepped back.
Joon Shin said a word to such a man.
"haha. Heroes are originally only looking at the mountains. People who do great things should be that way.”
Chapter 391 - The hero sees the distraction and goes
The dark clouds lifted.
The white moonlight brightly lit up the Yeongamugwan.
In the place of the former Madu Cheonsalgwijo, which was called Gangdong Samak, only blackened lumps remained.
Those who were checking the results were silent for a while.
The swordsmen of Iron Blood Room as well as the soldiers of Yeongamugwan are shocked faces.
Yeonjeokha, who was standing with a calm face, picked up the amulet again.
The Sangvis thieves who saw it belatedly took a step backwards.
There was no one even holding a sword in front of a talisman made of chunks of meat.
Jooyeon-sin, the god of the bubang-joo, hurriedly came out.
“Little Hyeop! I'll admit that our Iron Blood room was defeated by Yeongamugwan. In the future, I will not engage in the work of the Yeongamugwan. Please have mercy on me.”
“Looks like you haven’t lost yet? Only one old man came out to ask if he was a thousand-year-old ghost or something, and then he died. Now we have to fight in earnest.”
“No. Even if all the members of the Sangvis clan rush in, they will not be able to defeat the Thousand Demons. Since such a thousand-year-old demon died at the hands of So-hyeop, he doesn't have to fight to know. lost.”
“Hey, did you say vice president?”
"exactly. Nobu is the main character of the giant god.”
Yeon Jeok-ha gazed intently at the main character.
I met him a few years ago when I was visiting the ancestors of Gu Cheon-no-do Simtong and Luoyang.
'Even then, he harassed the small Changhae Military Officer... … . A habitual criminal.'
Even if you don't mean it, you keep getting entangled. I don't know if he has a relationship or a bad relationship.
"I don't know if you've heard of that? When you come, I don't know if you came on your own, but when you go, you have to ask for permission.”
“Send me.”
Joo Yeon-sin lowered her posture to the point of being servile.
However, the rivalry just tilted its head and didn't say anything.
Juyeon, who saw this, lowered her voice.
“I don’t know if I can say this, but if there’s anything else you want, please let me know.”
“Is that okay?”
When Yeon Jeok-ha showed interest, Joo-sin's face brightened.
“It’s not just empty words. I'll do anything the old woman can do for me.”
“It’s ‘anything’. No, why did such a great person come to fight?”
Yeon Jeok-ha's joke led Joo-sin to laugh in response.
“Hehe, isn’t this all related? It must have been that Heaven wanted us to meet.”
“Oops! Having said that, I can't deny it. Is that what the vice-lord promised?"
Yeon Jeok-ha's way of speaking softened before he knew it, and Joo-sin regained his confidence.
“I am the main character who created the Iron Blooded Room with my bare hands. Please tell me.”
“Then I will tell you. The amount of money I spent at Yeongamugwan to hire a rongin is about 100 nyang of hermits.”
“Since we had to spend money because of our Iron Blood Room, I will compensate you.”
The lead god happily nodded his head.
I don't know if it's a thousand nyang? 100 nyang was just a pittance in Iron Blood Room.
However, the demands of Yeonjeokha did not end there.
“And the Yang wife was greatly hurt by the words of the head of the house. I knew it when I went around with a face like this. Words hurt more than swords.”
“I will order Lee Cheol-won to apologize.”
“Apologizing is natural. How to comfort the wounds of the heart is important. Cutting off the head of the head, I want to cut it off and use it for something.”
“… … .”
The face of Joo-sin, who had been revived, died again.
'what? Could it be that Cheolwon Lee's one arm isn't enough?'
“Lord deputy lord. If a dog bites a person, do you scold the dog? Blame the dog owner?”
“Cool! It is correct to blame the dog owner.”
Joo Yeon-sin gnashed her teeth inwardly.
It seems that what that odd-looking guy wants is himself.
“Who is the owner of the Iron Blood Room?”
"It's a Jwayang ship called the Evil Dobu."
Joo-yeon-sin put forward Yang-seon, a twelve-horse soldier who is now alive or dead.
"It's a left-handed line. hmm. Let's do this. I'm bringing that person to me. Until then, the Cheolhyeolbang will be closed.”
"omg! Did you say Bongmun?”
Jooyeon-sin was greatly embarrassed when the story jumped to an unexpected place.
At this time when the power landscape changes when you wake up, is it a Bongmun?
It was a closed door, but it was no different from a closed door.
“Since there is no owner, a bastard is setting it up and running around. Now, even if a dog has an accident, you can't hold the owner accountable, so you have to pay attention. isn't it?”
“So-hyeop, but I don’t think it’s Bongmun. Dogs have responsibilities too, so why don't we cut off an arm and move on?”
Joo-sin secretly looked at Namcheon.
If given a choice between Cheolwon Lee's arm or Bongmun, anyone would choose the arm.
“What's wrong with the dog? It's the fault of the owner who raised the dog that way. If you can't take responsibility, you shouldn't raise it. Mrs. Yang, isn't it?”
Yeonjeokha turned her gaze to Yanghwa.
Yang Yi-Hwa, who had been watching blankly, inadvertently nodded at the sudden question.
Then, Juyeon-sin spoke to Yang-yi-hwa.
“Mrs. Please take a look at the circumstances. For us now, the gate is like a closed gate. Our Sangvisians also have wives and children. If the gate is closed, even they will have to wander the river in this severe winter.”
The words, ‘You have to wander the river’ touched Yang-Hwa’s heart.
It was because the situation of the family members of both heads was just like that.
“Namcheon Sohyup. How about watching a little bit? It is good to find the left ark, but the living must live.”
Yang-Hwa couldn't believe what he said.
He was worried that he would be killed by the Iron Bloods just a moment ago, but now it's the opposite.
He never thought he'd say with his own mouth, let's take a look at the Iron Blood Room.
“Since Mrs. Yang, the victim, said that, I have nothing else to say. Lord Vice Lord?”
“Tell me.”
Joo-sin Joon replied politely, trying not to get caught by Nam-cheon, who didn't know where to go.
“Live in gratitude to Mrs. Yang for the rest of your life. She said that Mrs. Yang is going to ride because she has such a kind heart. It's right to hold the door until the owner appears."
"I know. Lady Yang, you are the benefactor of our Iron Blooded Room. I will not forget today's grace.”
Suddenly, Joo-sin bowed to her, and Yang-hwa didn't know what to do.
It was a daily occurrence for Yeohyeop to be harassed by Sapa masters in Gangho.
He wasn't even hurt by the death sword Lee Cheol-won's words.
I don't know why that leads to whether or not the Sangvisi room is closed.
She glanced at Namcheon.
That young magician created all of that.
Even the art of harmony between heaven and earth and the handling of masters like Joo Won-sin casually.
None of them are ordinary.
To say this is extraordinary is not enough.
'Who is he?'
Of course, we know that Namcheon is a non-partisan secular disciple.
But considering the technique he showed me, that doesn't seem to be all.
'Why did such an eccentric come to Yeongamugwan?'
Considering the cold treatment, he received at first, it is clear that he is not familiar with the Yeon family.
But too many things have happened to attribute it to his own little kindness.
when she is lost in her thoughts
“Well, let’s just say that the calculations with the Yeongamugwan and Yang’s wife ended like that. So, am I the only one left now?”
Yeon Jeok-ha's words shocked Joo-shin.
It is truly a mountain beyond a mountain.
He is ready to drive opponents into a corner and steal their bone marrow like a green island.
“What can I do for you?”
Contrary to the words that seemed to spread anything, Jooyeon-sin gnashed her teeth inwardly.
'Evil guy. I'd believe him even if he was a disciple of the Demonic Cult, not a non-partisan.'
The day before yesterday, Lee Cheol-won was beaten by Yeon Moo-baek, and today, a thousand-year-old ghost died. Judging from the results alone, it was Sang-Blooded Room, not him, who should be compensated.
"huh? A guy who hasn’t lost anything is looking at me asking why?”
“Heh heh, it can’t be. Cheolhyeolbang offended Sohyeop's planting, so that alone is a great sin. I will compensate you.”
It means that we did nothing wrong other than offending you.
The couple who lived in the green forest understood his twisted words.
“You really think I haven’t lost anything?”
"Heh heh, I'm not that shameless."
Even so, Joo-yeon did not talk about the material damage in the end.
“No, it’s written on your face.”
“Heh heh, what are you saying? Even if the old woman... … .”
Yeonjeokha interrupted Jooyeonsin.
“Do you know how many talismans I made for the Iron Blood Room?”
“I saw that you were holding a lot.”
“It’s thirty.”
"ah!"
“You don’t know how much the nonpartisan’s amulet is for one piece, right?”
It was only then that Joo-yeon could guess the reason why he said about the loss.
'this guy. Are you asking for a negative price?'
It's the first time I've ever asked such a thing from a living fighting opponent.
Asking for a talisman price was like a military man saying, "Pay the money because the blade was damaged while fighting you."
“The basic non-partisan amulet is three hermits. They told me not to sell it for less than that.”
Of course, this is not the teaching of the master of the Oryong Palace.
That was the word exchanged among the practitioners of the Palseongak.
“Can I give you ninety taka?”
“Uh huh. words you don't know There is also a class in the drinking method. How did my sorcery look in the eyes of the lord and vice lord?”
"ha! It is a rare state in the world.”
Joo-sin obviously knew Namcheon's intentions, but he had no choice but to admit it.
“Haha, this is true. It's embarrassing to say this with my own mouth. I'm in the water so I can't lie. The realm of my sorcery is up there. Of course, the amulet made by such a person would be expensive, right? Even if you sell for ten, not three, people will line up to buy it. Do you think I'm wrong?”
“… … you're right."
“I also have no intention of selling amulets and fixing them. I'll take only ten coins.”
It is three hundred nyang.
The bloody battlefield has turned into a trading place.
The lead actor was astounded, but he decided not to talk about the military.
It was an unexpected expense, but it was an amount that I did not have to worry about.
It was then that an ingenious idea came to my mind.
“So-hyeop, you made 30 amulets, but didn’t you actually use 9 of them?”
"that's right."
“Can I give you the price of nine? Of course, if it's a talisman for small cooperation, I'm willing to buy all 30 of them.”
Juyeon-sin looked at Namcheon with strange eyes Since it is an amulet that brings harmony to the world, its value could be said to be infinite.
‘How are you, man? Are you going to fall after eating ninety nyang? Or will you hand over the remaining twenty-one talismans?'
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was shaking his head, said as if it was not a big deal.
“I will sell the remaining amulets. Carrying it with you is just a burden for no reason.”
I handed over the whole amulet that Yeonjeokha was holding.
Unexpectedly, Joo-shin, who received the talisman, opened her mouth to the bottom of her ear.
‘This crazy! You sold the talisman that brings harmony to the world for only 10 pieces?'
“Give me three hundred.”
When Yeon Jeok-ha held out his hand, Joon-sin hurriedly gestured to the commander-in-chief, Cheon Ro-do, Zhao Yu-baek.
“You heard me?”
"yes."
“I need 100 nyang for Yeongamugwan, 300 nyang for Namcheon Sohyup, and 400 nyang in total. I have 100 nyang, how much do you have now?”
“There are about two hundred nyang.”
“Give it to me and have the heads of households collect the money.”
"Please wait a moment."
Cho Yoo-baek ran between the owners of the inner and outer parties to scrape money.
After a while, Joo Yeon-sin handed Yeon Jeok-ha a pile of slips.
“Sohyeop, 100nyang of money for Yeongamugwan and 300nyang for the talisman. Check it out.”
The serializer meticulously checked the slips one by one and counted them.
However, the summation of the slips was too slow.
Finally, seeing him mobilize his fingers and toes, everyone closed their eyes tightly.
Yang-hwa, who was worse than that, quietly intervened.
Aye, who is a jeokha, handed over the bundle of slips to Yang-hwa and stepped back.
Joon Shin said a word to such a man.
"haha. Heroes are originally only looking at the mountains. People who do great things should be that way.”
