Noyabang is a munpa between Jeongsaji in Banghyeon.
The literati between the political parties generally like to jump on the bandwagon.
Sangmoon and Taksangwol, the ark of Noyabang, lined up early on the side of Yumyeonggyo Bridge.
Ten words are the realm of non-partisans.
As such, the choice of Table Sang-wol seemed a bit reckless, but the reward was certain.
Under the protection of Yumyeonggyo, Noyabang grew to the extent of advancing not only to Banghyeon but also to Juksanhyeon.
The warriors of Sipeon ridiculed such a tabletop moon as a rain dragon, or ‘earthworm’.
It was only teased in Siebeon, but Tak Sangwol was fear itself in Banghyeon and Juksanhyeon.
I wonder if it is called Sangmundo (喪門刀).
The desk moon pointed to a seat by the window and said coldly.
“What is that?”
“… … .”
The face of the inn owner, who belatedly discovered Jukripin, hardened.
“Did you see the face?”
"That's it... … .”
The innkeeper evaded his words.
There is no inn that checks the face of the guest's bamboo ribs, but it was not the mood to talk about it.
“Tsk tsk!”
The desk wall, which had been clicking his tongue, removed his hand.
A man who had been blocking his entrance came running at once like a well-behaved puppy.
"He's suspicious, check it out."
"yes."
The man, Jang Tae-sam, believed in Noyabang and proudly walked to the window seat.
"hey! Take off the bamboo shoots. Let me see your face.”
I stopped using chopsticks.
If it was like before, I would have gotten up right away and started throwing my fists, but now that kind of thing has faded.
It seems that his mind has broadened through training at the Oryong Palace.
Somehow, I felt that I was unique.
'What would Namgoongchun hyung-nim say at a time like this?'
It is when he is immersed in how to deal with the swordsman he respects, the Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon.
Sir Nodo, who was sitting across from him, interrupted.
“I will resist. You should also consider the position of the person sitting across from you.”
To be honest, Noh Do-kyung had no confidence to eat while looking at Yeon-mo’s face from the front.
Jang Tae-sam turned his gaze to the other side of Jukrip-in.
The middle-aged man had ringed eyes like a tiger, which did not suit his pale skin like a white student.
Bloody eyes and an antique longsword next to him.
As Jang Tae-sam's throat was, his dry saliva went down in a gulp.
My instinct told me to run away, but I couldn't do that because there was Table Sang-wol behind me.
“Who is the older brother?”
Nodo-kyung said, pouring bamboo leaf extract into his glass.
“Just go.”
Jang Tae-sam, stunned by the appearance of the man in black, turned around and looked at Tak Sang-wol.
Tak Sang-wol led seven of his men and strode forward.
Tables lying in the direction he was facing flew left and right.
Udangtang. thud. bang-.
It was a kind of armed demonstration.
Noh Do-kyung took a sip of bamboo leaf tea with a funny expression.
It's just amazing that they're doing things in Bangpa that only city officials would do.
Tak Sang-wol, who arrived in front of Do-kyung Noh, put one leg on an empty chair and said,
“I am the upper gate of Noyabang’s ark. What about that one?”
“Noh Do-kyung.”
A Moorim master would have run away ten li just by hearing Noh Do-gyeong's name.
However, at most, Tak Sang-wol, a master at the prefecture level, did not know his name.
“Do you have any nicknames?”
“If you hear my nickname, you all die. Will you still listen?”
Noh Do-kyung stared at Table Sang-wol.
At a dire warning, Table Wall lowered his foot on his chair.
For a moment he even thought of pushing with his head number, but somehow, he wasn't confident.
Driven into a corner, he put the famed religion ahead.
“Our noyabang can be said to be a branch of a famous church. You don't dare to stand up to the famous religion, do you?”
"hey. You'd better give up the idea of escorting Ho-Gar in front of me. Give me that paper.”
At Noh Do-kyung's words, one of Tak Sang-wol's subordinates shouted.
"this guy! There is nothing to see!”
However, Noh Do-kyung didn't even look at him and waved his hand in front of him.
Seeing that, Tak Sang-wol's subordinate, who was strong and energetic, pulled out his sword and slashed it down like an axe.
bang!
The bowl hit by the blow was shattered.
At the same time, with a ‘pop’ sound, Table Sangwol’s subordinates fell backwards.
The goblet was deeply embedded in the center of his forehead.
Tak Sang-wol, dismayed, tried to take a step back, but he was heartbroken.
Captivated by the dark sutra expelled by Noh Do-gyeong, he couldn't move.
“See you.”
At repeated pressure, Tak Sang-wol put down the hwaseonji he was holding.
Noh Do-gyeong asked while looking at the picture drawn on the rice paper.
“Who is this?”
“Namcheon Yeonnamcheon, a non-partisan secular disciple… … no see."
"aha! Yeonnamcheon.”
Noh Do-kyung looked at the young man named Yeon-mo with a meaningful look.
Even without asking, I could tell that he was Yeonnamcheon in the rice paper.
“Why are you looking for him?”
“I understand that it is because I have committed a great sin against the famous religion.”
Tak Sang-wol, overwhelmed by the black man's inaction, bluntly confessed what he knew.
“What sin?”
“I don’t even know that far. Since he is a criminal, he was only ordered to arrest him.”
Lord Nodo, who nodded his head, asked Yeonjeokha.
“Little brother, what shall we do with these leeches?”
However, the jeokha did not respond.
He suddenly interrupted, played drums and drums, and did everything by himself, so I don't know why he asked.
When Yeon Jeok-ha came out as if it were someone else's business, Noh Do-gyeong looked at Tak Sang-wol with an embarrassed face.
“Have you read Wuzi’s Warfare?”
"no."
“Good. He said in the Law of War, ‘If you want to die, you will live; Do you want to die or do you want to live?”
“… … .”
The ignorant Tak Sang-wol could not answer right away.
“Is it difficult to choose? Answer with your heart, not your head. Do you want to die or live?”
Anyone with such a question would say, “I want to live.”
It was the same with table top moon.
“I want to live.”
“You are the one who will help us open a new sky. Wood Maitreya Buddha... … .”
Nodo-kyung, who had been muttering, suddenly reached out his hand for the chopsticks.
Soon after, he let go of his hand and the rowers, including Tak Sang-wol, fell behind without making a sound.
Wooden chopsticks were deeply embedded in the center of the foreheads of the rowers who died instantly.
Yeonjeokha cried out in surprise.
“What is this?”
“He just did what he wanted. didn't you say If you wish for luck to live, you will die. He said he wanted to live, so you have to do as he wishes.”
“Aren’t you crazy? What if I kill someone who really wants to be saved?”
“Don’t worry. Because living in the arms of Buddha Maitreya is better than living in this gutter-like world. It is rather good for them.”
“What’s going well, what’s going on! Don’t you know the saying that this life is better even if you roll in dog shit?”
“The younger brother is saying that because he hasn’t been to the underworld yet. Maitreya Buddha's embrace is a thousand times better than the ugly world. no way.”
“Wow! Really crazy.”
I was so stunned that I had nothing to say.
I think I know why they were declared as Moorim Gong in the past Chilpaimun.
“Don’t look at it so negatively. Because everyone did it for small children.”
“For me?”
“If we leave them alive, it won't be long before the famous school will catch them. So even if it's cumbersome, it's better to organize it and go. Since So Joong-je was a non-partisan disciple, I gave it to him instead. I don’t even want to thank you, so don’t argue.”
There was some truth in his words, so he didn't criticize him any more.
Still, as many as nine died in an instant.
Having lost his appetite, he got up from his seat and went up to the room.
However, Noh Do-kyung, the person in charge, calmly drank as if nothing had happened.
Other guests slipped away.
Meanwhile, the tavern owner called a worker to drag the bodies out to the back of the yard.
I plan to visit the government office tomorrow after the terrifying guest leaves.
Anyway, even if I announced it now, there would be no major officials who would come to catch the Murim people.
***
next day.
After eating early in the morning, we left the inn.
Even though he didn't specifically tell us the starting time, Do-kyung Noh took care of himself and followed him well.
He asked if Sir Nodo, who was walking along the Guando, was bored.
“By the way, what is the reason why famous schools are looking for small children?”
“Because I tried to kill a famous religious priest a few months ago. That's why.”
“A famous religious priest?”
“There is a priest who came and went to the imperial family as if it were his own home.”
"oh! Did you receive a request from the imperial family?"
"well."
There was neither a wife nor an acknowledgment of marriage.
Noh Do-gyeong glanced at Yeonnamcheon with new eyes.
The escort must have been formidable, but I wondered how they tried to kill him.
“Could you do it alone?”
“It is difficult to answer, so don’t ask any more questions.”
“It is. really! They said about three years, but it seems to have been fine?”
“Because he is an undercover disciple.”
"ah!"
Lord Nodo shook his head.
If you were a secular disciple, it would be difficult for you to bet on a non-partisan even in a famous school.
"By the way, I heard that the famous cult's techniques and gimunjinsik are so good."
"why?"
“Why what? Since the Myungwang religion is also a famous religion, I wonder if that is the case there as well, so I am asking.”
“It is terrifying. If you feel strange, you might as well run away. You won't even be able to find a bone if you get caught in the Jinbeop?”
“Run away?”
“At Palmun Palsangjin, one of the twelve Demon Lords in Green Forest lost his arm while giggling.”
"who?"
“Do you know that ghost?”
“I’ve never met him, but I’ve heard his name. He said he was quite a master. It must be below me.”
“You won’t last long either.”
“Don’t jump to conclusions. Aren’t you still unaware of my inaction?”
“Oh well, martial arts have nothing to do with it. My grandfather who was a free apprentice also died and came back to life, but what?”
“Free apprenticeship? Do you know Jang Moo-deok?”
Noh Do-gyeong looked at Yeonnamcheon with strange eyes.
Mu-deok Jang, a free apprentice, is a master like a dragon in the clouds.
'But they call him grandfather?'
The more you know, the more curious you are about what he is doing.
"of course. When he went to Mount Fengji, he went with that grandfather.”
“Why did the little brother go there?”
“When I was in Cheonjimaeng, Zhuge Musketeer asked me to go, so I went. Ugh, I hate to think about it, really.”
Yeonjeokha trembled.
Just thinking about Palmun Palsangjin gives me goosebumps.
Even if I go back now, as much as then It is clear that he will go through high school.
I don't know if I don't want to think about it because I know it.
“So, So So-Jae, along with Free Apprentice and Gwi-Young-Ja-kun, challenged the Eight Gates, Eight Awards?”
“It’s strange when you say it’s a challenge. I just went up Mt. Fungji and got caught in the truth. It was installed at the corner of the road, so there was no way to avoid it.”
"her!"
Noh Do-gyeong let out a sigh.
I don't know how much to trust this guy's words.
'I heard that the Cheonji League was a union between a political faction and a sect, but weren't there people like that?'
It's just absurd that such a young and ignorant magician was sent to Mount Pungji.
Tired of Yeonnamcheon's bravado, Noh Do-kyung shut his mouth tightly.
What kind of serious conversation are you talking about with a guy who treats Gwiyeongja, the twelve demons of the green forest, as a 'tremendous', and Mu Sangdoje, a top 10 master in the world, as a 'grandfather'?
The two of them walked silently and stopped at the junction of Guandu.
As he scratched Yeonnamcheon's head, Noh Do-gyeong pointed to a signpost called 'Bogang-hyeon'.
“I have to go to Bogang-hyeon. That way, you can go to Wuhan after going through Sangyang and Suju. Gokseong-hyeon is in the direction of Namyang, so it goes up to the north instead.”
As a Demonic Cult patrol messenger, Noh Do-kyung was well versed in geography.
He listened quietly and walked towards Boseong-hyeon without saying anything.
Did you walk for about 2 hours?
A herd of horses appeared from behind with the sound of hooves.
Six people on horseback are escorting two wagons.
However, the whole body of the six people was stained with blood as if they had gone through a tough struggle.
Noyabang is a munpa between Jeongsaji in Banghyeon.
The literati between the political parties generally like to jump on the bandwagon.
Sangmoon and Taksangwol, the ark of Noyabang, lined up early on the side of Yumyeonggyo Bridge.
Ten words are the realm of non-partisans.
As such, the choice of Table Sang-wol seemed a bit reckless, but the reward was certain.
Under the protection of Yumyeonggyo, Noyabang grew to the extent of advancing not only to Banghyeon but also to Juksanhyeon.
The warriors of Sipeon ridiculed such a tabletop moon as a rain dragon, or ‘earthworm’.
It was only teased in Siebeon, but Tak Sangwol was fear itself in Banghyeon and Juksanhyeon.
I wonder if it is called Sangmundo (喪門刀).
The desk moon pointed to a seat by the window and said coldly.
“What is that?”
“… … .”
The face of the inn owner, who belatedly discovered Jukripin, hardened.
“Did you see the face?”
"That's it... … .”
The innkeeper evaded his words.
There is no inn that checks the face of the guest's bamboo ribs, but it was not the mood to talk about it.
“Tsk tsk!”
The desk wall, which had been clicking his tongue, removed his hand.
A man who had been blocking his entrance came running at once like a well-behaved puppy.
"He's suspicious, check it out."
"yes."
The man, Jang Tae-sam, believed in Noyabang and proudly walked to the window seat.
"hey! Take off the bamboo shoots. Let me see your face.”
I stopped using chopsticks.
If it was like before, I would have gotten up right away and started throwing my fists, but now that kind of thing has faded.
It seems that his mind has broadened through training at the Oryong Palace.
Somehow, I felt that I was unique.
'What would Namgoongchun hyung-nim say at a time like this?'
It is when he is immersed in how to deal with the swordsman he respects, the Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon.
Sir Nodo, who was sitting across from him, interrupted.
“I will resist. You should also consider the position of the person sitting across from you.”
To be honest, Noh Do-kyung had no confidence to eat while looking at Yeon-mo’s face from the front.
Jang Tae-sam turned his gaze to the other side of Jukrip-in.
The middle-aged man had ringed eyes like a tiger, which did not suit his pale skin like a white student.
Bloody eyes and an antique longsword next to him.
As Jang Tae-sam's throat was, his dry saliva went down in a gulp.
My instinct told me to run away, but I couldn't do that because there was Table Sang-wol behind me.
“Who is the older brother?”
Nodo-kyung said, pouring bamboo leaf extract into his glass.
“Just go.”
Jang Tae-sam, stunned by the appearance of the man in black, turned around and looked at Tak Sang-wol.
Tak Sang-wol led seven of his men and strode forward.
Tables lying in the direction he was facing flew left and right.
Udangtang. thud. bang-.
It was a kind of armed demonstration.
Noh Do-kyung took a sip of bamboo leaf tea with a funny expression.
It's just amazing that they're doing things in Bangpa that only city officials would do.
Tak Sang-wol, who arrived in front of Do-kyung Noh, put one leg on an empty chair and said,
“I am the upper gate of Noyabang’s ark. What about that one?”
“Noh Do-kyung.”
A Moorim master would have run away ten li just by hearing Noh Do-gyeong's name.
However, at most, Tak Sang-wol, a master at the prefecture level, did not know his name.
“Do you have any nicknames?”
“If you hear my nickname, you all die. Will you still listen?”
Noh Do-kyung stared at Table Sang-wol.
At a dire warning, Table Wall lowered his foot on his chair.
For a moment he even thought of pushing with his head number, but somehow, he wasn't confident.
Driven into a corner, he put the famed religion ahead.
“Our noyabang can be said to be a branch of a famous church. You don't dare to stand up to the famous religion, do you?”
"hey. You'd better give up the idea of escorting Ho-Gar in front of me. Give me that paper.”
At Noh Do-kyung's words, one of Tak Sang-wol's subordinates shouted.
"this guy! There is nothing to see!”
However, Noh Do-kyung didn't even look at him and waved his hand in front of him.
Seeing that, Tak Sang-wol's subordinate, who was strong and energetic, pulled out his sword and slashed it down like an axe.
bang!
The bowl hit by the blow was shattered.
At the same time, with a ‘pop’ sound, Table Sangwol’s subordinates fell backwards.
The goblet was deeply embedded in the center of his forehead.
Tak Sang-wol, dismayed, tried to take a step back, but he was heartbroken.
Captivated by the dark sutra expelled by Noh Do-gyeong, he couldn't move.
“See you.”
At repeated pressure, Tak Sang-wol put down the hwaseonji he was holding.
Noh Do-gyeong asked while looking at the picture drawn on the rice paper.
“Who is this?”
“Namcheon Yeonnamcheon, a non-partisan secular disciple… … no see."
"aha! Yeonnamcheon.”
Noh Do-kyung looked at the young man named Yeon-mo with a meaningful look.
Even without asking, I could tell that he was Yeonnamcheon in the rice paper.
“Why are you looking for him?”
“I understand that it is because I have committed a great sin against the famous religion.”
Tak Sang-wol, overwhelmed by the black man's inaction, bluntly confessed what he knew.
“What sin?”
“I don’t even know that far. Since he is a criminal, he was only ordered to arrest him.”
Lord Nodo, who nodded his head, asked Yeonjeokha.
“Little brother, what shall we do with these leeches?”
However, the jeokha did not respond.
He suddenly interrupted, played drums and drums, and did everything by himself, so I don't know why he asked.
When Yeon Jeok-ha came out as if it were someone else's business, Noh Do-gyeong looked at Tak Sang-wol with an embarrassed face.
“Have you read Wuzi’s Warfare?”
"no."
“Good. He said in the Law of War, ‘If you want to die, you will live; Do you want to die or do you want to live?”
“… … .”
The ignorant Tak Sang-wol could not answer right away.
“Is it difficult to choose? Answer with your heart, not your head. Do you want to die or live?”
Anyone with such a question would say, “I want to live.”
It was the same with table top moon.
“I want to live.”
“You are the one who will help us open a new sky. Wood Maitreya Buddha... … .”
Nodo-kyung, who had been muttering, suddenly reached out his hand for the chopsticks.
Soon after, he let go of his hand and the rowers, including Tak Sang-wol, fell behind without making a sound.
Wooden chopsticks were deeply embedded in the center of the foreheads of the rowers who died instantly.
Yeonjeokha cried out in surprise.
“What is this?”
“He just did what he wanted. didn't you say If you wish for luck to live, you will die. He said he wanted to live, so you have to do as he wishes.”
“Aren’t you crazy? What if I kill someone who really wants to be saved?”
“Don’t worry. Because living in the arms of Buddha Maitreya is better than living in this gutter-like world. It is rather good for them.”
“What’s going well, what’s going on! Don’t you know the saying that this life is better even if you roll in dog shit?”
“The younger brother is saying that because he hasn’t been to the underworld yet. Maitreya Buddha's embrace is a thousand times better than the ugly world. no way.”
“Wow! Really crazy.”
I was so stunned that I had nothing to say.
I think I know why they were declared as Moorim Gong in the past Chilpaimun.
“Don’t look at it so negatively. Because everyone did it for small children.”
“For me?”
“If we leave them alive, it won't be long before the famous school will catch them. So even if it's cumbersome, it's better to organize it and go. Since So Joong-je was a non-partisan disciple, I gave it to him instead. I don’t even want to thank you, so don’t argue.”
There was some truth in his words, so he didn't criticize him any more.
Still, as many as nine died in an instant.
Having lost his appetite, he got up from his seat and went up to the room.
However, Noh Do-kyung, the person in charge, calmly drank as if nothing had happened.
Other guests slipped away.
Meanwhile, the tavern owner called a worker to drag the bodies out to the back of the yard.
I plan to visit the government office tomorrow after the terrifying guest leaves.
Anyway, even if I announced it now, there would be no major officials who would come to catch the Murim people.
***
next day.
After eating early in the morning, we left the inn.
Even though he didn't specifically tell us the starting time, Do-kyung Noh took care of himself and followed him well.
He asked if Sir Nodo, who was walking along the Guando, was bored.
“By the way, what is the reason why famous schools are looking for small children?”
“Because I tried to kill a famous religious priest a few months ago. That's why.”
“A famous religious priest?”
“There is a priest who came and went to the imperial family as if it were his own home.”
"oh! Did you receive a request from the imperial family?"
"well."
There was neither a wife nor an acknowledgment of marriage.
Noh Do-gyeong glanced at Yeonnamcheon with new eyes.
The escort must have been formidable, but I wondered how they tried to kill him.
“Could you do it alone?”
“It is difficult to answer, so don’t ask any more questions.”
“It is. really! They said about three years, but it seems to have been fine?”
“Because he is an undercover disciple.”
"ah!"
Lord Nodo shook his head.
If you were a secular disciple, it would be difficult for you to bet on a non-partisan even in a famous school.
"By the way, I heard that the famous cult's techniques and gimunjinsik are so good."
"why?"
“Why what? Since the Myungwang religion is also a famous religion, I wonder if that is the case there as well, so I am asking.”
“It is terrifying. If you feel strange, you might as well run away. You won't even be able to find a bone if you get caught in the Jinbeop?”
“Run away?”
“At Palmun Palsangjin, one of the twelve Demon Lords in Green Forest lost his arm while giggling.”
"who?"
“Do you know that ghost?”
“I’ve never met him, but I’ve heard his name. He said he was quite a master. It must be below me.”
“You won’t last long either.”
“Don’t jump to conclusions. Aren’t you still unaware of my inaction?”
“Oh well, martial arts have nothing to do with it. My grandfather who was a free apprentice also died and came back to life, but what?”
“Free apprenticeship? Do you know Jang Moo-deok?”
Noh Do-gyeong looked at Yeonnamcheon with strange eyes.
Mu-deok Jang, a free apprentice, is a master like a dragon in the clouds.
'But they call him grandfather?'
The more you know, the more curious you are about what he is doing.
"of course. When he went to Mount Fengji, he went with that grandfather.”
“Why did the little brother go there?”
“When I was in Cheonjimaeng, Zhuge Musketeer asked me to go, so I went. Ugh, I hate to think about it, really.”
Yeonjeokha trembled.
Just thinking about Palmun Palsangjin gives me goosebumps.
Even if I go back now, as much as then It is clear that he will go through high school.
I don't know if I don't want to think about it because I know it.
“So, So So-Jae, along with Free Apprentice and Gwi-Young-Ja-kun, challenged the Eight Gates, Eight Awards?”
“It’s strange when you say it’s a challenge. I just went up Mt. Fungji and got caught in the truth. It was installed at the corner of the road, so there was no way to avoid it.”
"her!"
Noh Do-gyeong let out a sigh.
I don't know how much to trust this guy's words.
'I heard that the Cheonji League was a union between a political faction and a sect, but weren't there people like that?'
It's just absurd that such a young and ignorant magician was sent to Mount Pungji.
Tired of Yeonnamcheon's bravado, Noh Do-kyung shut his mouth tightly.
What kind of serious conversation are you talking about with a guy who treats Gwiyeongja, the twelve demons of the green forest, as a 'tremendous', and Mu Sangdoje, a top 10 master in the world, as a 'grandfather'?
The two of them walked silently and stopped at the junction of Guandu.
As he scratched Yeonnamcheon's head, Noh Do-gyeong pointed to a signpost called 'Bogang-hyeon'.
“I have to go to Bogang-hyeon. That way, you can go to Wuhan after going through Sangyang and Suju. Gokseong-hyeon is in the direction of Namyang, so it goes up to the north instead.”
As a Demonic Cult patrol messenger, Noh Do-kyung was well versed in geography.
He listened quietly and walked towards Boseong-hyeon without saying anything.
Did you walk for about 2 hours?
A herd of horses appeared from behind with the sound of hooves.
Six people on horseback are escorting two wagons.
However, the whole body of the six people was stained with blood as if they had gone through a tough struggle.
