Chapter 443 - What if it was all?
Yang Seon quickly looked around.
However, no matter how much I looked at it, I couldn't figure out who fed him the antidote.
He eventually had to give up trying to find out who his benefactor was.
As the dust settled, the swordsman Go Yoon-wol approached, spitting dusty spittle.
Seeing her relaxed posture, he doesn't seem to know what happened.
‘Hahaha, I can’t even feel it when I was directly hurt… … .’
Although Yang Seon was free from addiction, he leaned against the spear with a more tired face.
His appearance was quite ugly, perhaps because he was directly hit by the dust.
“Will you admit defeat?”
At Go Yoon-wol's question, Yang Seon shook his head helplessly.
Go Yoon-wol shouted at him, who seemed to have no energy to speak.
"You're the kind of person who will shed tears when you see the coffin! I'll see if he does even if one of his arms is cut off!”
Go Yunwol moved closer to Yang Seon.
I had to close the distance to cut Bak Do's arm in half.
It was when he had just lifted the Bakdo above his head.
As if in a flash battle, the spear that was supporting Yang Yi-seon was lodged in Go Yun-wol's left armpit.
The late Yunwol froze with his arms raised.
I was fed up with the pole pain pushing into his armpit, but I couldn't lower his arm.
Because if you did, the spear blade would dig deeper.
Yang Seon glared at Go Yunwol with cold eyes and asked.
“Are you going to admit defeat now?”
As a result, the late Yunwol, who had holes in both his shoulders, answered with a shudder.
“I lost. admit it Please save me.”
Only then did Yang Yi-seon pull out a spear from his armpit.
With a heavy moan, Go Yoon-wol's hand, holding a half-cut sword, drooped downward.
After the fight ended, Chang Tian Sword Wisow looked at Yeon Jeok Ha.
It is because there is no answer to the persecution, he made in Henan by claiming to be 'three chapters'.
However, he did not pay attention to the affairs of Cheongnobang or Yang Seon, who were related.
“It is over. Stop and go.”
In response to the congratulatory order from Yeonjeokha, Wei Xiaowu turned around hesitantly.
After a while, the members of Noksubang and Cheongrobang retreated from the Dagwan area without a single person left.
When only the two of them were left, Jeokwol Gongchwisan asked.
“Why did you help him?”
"Do not misunderstand. Because it is for me.”
“Is it for you to detoxify Yiseon Yang?”
“It is part of the red line training. The old man was also a guru, so I don’t have to explain further, right?”
“There are various excuses.”
“It’s an excuse. The revenge is over, but you can’t just hang on to the past.”
"Are you acting like a big person now?”
“Anyway, this old man is upset. I eat the same thing every day, so why? Hey, did you pick up something else without me knowing?”
“Have you ever given me a chance to do that?”
"I know. But why are you so upset? All you have to do is imitate a knight or act like a big man. It's gross now.”
Gong Cui-shan quietly looked out the window.
Since he sacrificed his teachers and brother-in-law, he himself does not believe in good intentions.
he can't believe
There's no way something like that could exist in the world.
Everyone lives according to their own selfish desires.
carry out red line? sounds funny.
Even good intentions are the result of selfishness.
It's just a way to advance to a higher realm, not because he really wants it.
As the sun began to set, the two got up from their seats.
I had to find a guesthouse before it was too late.
***
Sulsi Mal (9:00 p.m.).
A man went back and forth in front of a signboard that read Manrisim.
Yangjijang's sogaju Yangseon.
His face, exposed in the dim moonlight, was full of doubt.
The name of Yeonjeokha jumped out of his ark's mouth.
One hour (2 hours) ago.
At a dinner to celebrate the victory, Qianlong Bang's Ark, Chang Tian's Sword, Wei Suu said.
“Congratulations, Yang So-hyeop. However, it is said that neither mice nor birds can detoxify what has been poisoned by sand. After all, people should play in the big water. They say that Jeongju is the ‘Jade Kirin’, and today I sincerely admire Yang Xiaohyup.”
Unlike before, Wei Sou did not speak ill of Yang Shen.
Yang's house is closed now, but it's because he's a better shaman than Cheongnobang.
He thought that Yang Yi-seon caught Go Yun-wol off guard, befitting his reputation.
“Actually, someone secretly helped me when the strong wind blew.”
“Are you helping me? No way. There were only Dogwi and Yang Sohyeop in the place.”
“Someone suppressed my blood with Jingi and forcibly fed me something. It was only later that I realized that it was a antidote.”
“No way, you mean Gyunggong point blood?”
Wisow's eyes widened.
It was almost a technique close to a miracle to release the true energy from a distance and point blood.
“Yes, because he was well-intentioned, he would have been dead if it wasn't for that. I can't believe there was such a master in that position.”
“Huh, please… … .”
Wei Sou was speechless.
When he thought about it, it was a ridiculous idea.
“Does anyone have any clue?”
To Yang Seon’s question, Wi Sou replied with an ambiguous face.
“Actually, at the Dagwan at that time, the practitioner asked about the toxicity of poison sand. Frustrated, he took out the cancellation drug and handed it to him, but he hasn't returned it since.”
I forgot about it because it was a cheap drug at the time, but did he feed it to Yang Seon?
'No way. They say that the head of the Yang family is the enemy of the younger brother.'
Just as Wei Sou tilted his head, Yang Yi-sun's head was also complicated.
His actions are clear from the circumstances, but he has no reason to save himself.
Rather, it was to hinder it, so why help it?
However, as well as the cancellation, the only master who could perform Gyeoggong Point was Yeonjeokha.
Yang Seon, who had been staring at the signboard of ‘Manrisim’ for a while, entered the inn.
Just then, the owner, who was cleaning the restaurant inside the inn, approached with quick steps.
“Come on. Are you looking for a room?”
"no. I’m here to see someone staying here.”
“Ah, that's right. Who are you here to see?”
The owner stared at the young man.
It was still early in the evening, so it wasn't difficult to call the guests of the inn.
“Like it.”
“Well, I don’t know the name of the customer in the inn. If you can tell me about the characteristics... … .”
“Among the guests today, is there a young man in his early twenties?”
“Ah, yes. There is only one such person.”
“He is there. Go and tell him that Yang Seon from Cheongnobang has come to see you.”
Yang Seon didn't even listen to the owner's answer and walked to the window seat.
The owner didn't give a damn about the word 'Cheongnobang' and quickly went up to this floor.
After a while, Yeonjeokha came down to the restaurant.
Yang Yi-seon, who turned his head at his presence, slowly rose from his seat.
Anyway, it was a lifesaver, so it was an example.
She sat across from Yang-seon with a clear expression of annoyance.
“You said you wanted to see me?”
“Is the person who detoxified me today a senior practitioner?”
"why?"
At Yeon Jeok-ha's question, Yang Seon knew that he had done it.
If the person who deciphered it wasn't him, I would have answered 'no'.
“I came here because I was curious about why, if the senior was right.”
“I hate people who use poison. I've had a lot of trouble with poison.”
“… … .”
Yang Seon was speechless at the plausible story.
For some reason, he even had the thought that if he saw someone who had been poisoned himself, he would help.
“Thank you for your help. grace is... … .”
Yang Seon, who was about to say ‘I will not forget’, gritted his teeth.
It's because 'his revenge on the head of the house' and 'the hatred of the head of the house' came to mind.
“There is nothing to think of as grace.”
“Isn’t your revenge on the head of the household still over?”
Then Yeonjeokha asked.
“How is the yang clan leader? Can he forgive me?”
“… … I don't know about others, but I can. Because there is a debt of life.”
The honest words of Yang Seon made me feel a little better.
I liked the people of both heads a little.
To be honest, I think it's ten times better than Mr. Waryongjang's Yeon, who is of the same blood.
"I'm saying that because I don't know, but Sapa in Henan is still saying 'three chapters' or something?"
"That's right. The higher the reputation of the practitioner, the more persistently they harass them.”
I clicked my tongue at the shamelessness of the rival Sapa masters.
It seems that he is stepping on the people of the three chiefs (Waryongjang, Baekjajang, and Yanggajang) in order to look good to himself.
“Sooner or later, I will withdraw the word ‘three chapters’. Then, are you going back to the yang clan?”
“It should be. Are you sure you want to withdraw?”
“My vengeance was over long ago. I don't want to dwell on the past anymore. But if the head of the household says he wants to take revenge, I will do it seriously.”
At the last words, Yang Yi-sun hurriedly shook his hand.
“I won't. The elders of Yang's family also know what happened to Confucius Yeon at Waryongjang. If you are a Murim person, that level of revenge is natural.”
Yang-seon, who owed his life, took a more active position as a jeokha.
From his point of view, the head of the yang died, and even when he awoke, he could not deal with Yeon Je-ha.
He has to let go of grudges when he has a cause.
For example, if he withdraws the ‘three chapters’, the head of both households will also cover up the past.
It was the best way to avoid being exterminated like Baekgajang.
Fortunately, no one has seen blood, even though Yang's family may have lost their wealth due to the 'three chapters'.
So even the clumsy elders won't object.
Even though it's true that the front and back are completely blocked, it's because they're more realistic than anyone else.
Yang Seon stayed for a meal (about 30 minutes) and then left.
Shortly after he left, he came down Gongqua Mountain muttering like it was in the rain.
“Why is the room so cold? I'll have to bring in a brazier. I will freeze to death.”
“Didn’t you come to see Gan to sneak away?”
“Are you running away in this severe winter? pestilence. It is better to live for a few more days than to freeze to death.”
Gong Quishan, who was grumbling, sniffed at him to see if he was feeling unwell.
For him, who has become an ordinary old man, winter travel was quite difficult.
He insisted that the owner, who had been clicking his tongue, turn on the lights in the room.
The owner who stood like a sinner eventually set fire to I went out the back door saying I'd smoke more.
Yeon Jeokha offered hot tea to Gongquan.
Gong Qushan covered his cup with his wrinkled hands and enjoyed the warmth.
“Are you finished with the story?”
“What is there to do other than finish well? A strong man with a knife in his back anyway.”
“A guy with no buds would have broken somewhere. Are you okay though?”
“He said he was a person. When you see him thanking the enemy of the family.”
“Eunwon is so fleeting. Even the hateful feelings that make you want to kill them eventually disappear.”
“Did the famous religious leader say that?”
"It did."
“I get confused when I listen to the old man. Do you like your sister-in-law, do you resent her, do you hate her to the point of death, or do you want to give your life to help her?”
“What if everything?”
Yeon Jeok-ha glanced at Gongchu Mountain.
Gongchwisan's eyes were empty.
It's just amazing that the screening is so complicated, but the eyes have no emotion.
Chapter 443 - What if it was all?
Yang Seon quickly looked around.
However, no matter how much I looked at it, I couldn't figure out who fed him the antidote.
He eventually had to give up trying to find out who his benefactor was.
As the dust settled, the swordsman Go Yoon-wol approached, spitting dusty spittle.
Seeing her relaxed posture, he doesn't seem to know what happened.
‘Hahaha, I can’t even feel it when I was directly hurt… … .’
Although Yang Seon was free from addiction, he leaned against the spear with a more tired face.
His appearance was quite ugly, perhaps because he was directly hit by the dust.
“Will you admit defeat?”
At Go Yoon-wol's question, Yang Seon shook his head helplessly.
Go Yoon-wol shouted at him, who seemed to have no energy to speak.
"You're the kind of person who will shed tears when you see the coffin! I'll see if he does even if one of his arms is cut off!”
Go Yunwol moved closer to Yang Seon.
I had to close the distance to cut Bak Do's arm in half.
It was when he had just lifted the Bakdo above his head.
As if in a flash battle, the spear that was supporting Yang Yi-seon was lodged in Go Yun-wol's left armpit.
The late Yunwol froze with his arms raised.
I was fed up with the pole pain pushing into his armpit, but I couldn't lower his arm.
Because if you did, the spear blade would dig deeper.
Yang Seon glared at Go Yunwol with cold eyes and asked.
“Are you going to admit defeat now?”
As a result, the late Yunwol, who had holes in both his shoulders, answered with a shudder.
“I lost. admit it Please save me.”
Only then did Yang Yi-seon pull out a spear from his armpit.
With a heavy moan, Go Yoon-wol's hand, holding a half-cut sword, drooped downward.
After the fight ended, Chang Tian Sword Wisow looked at Yeon Jeok Ha.
It is because there is no answer to the persecution, he made in Henan by claiming to be 'three chapters'.
However, he did not pay attention to the affairs of Cheongnobang or Yang Seon, who were related.
“It is over. Stop and go.”
In response to the congratulatory order from Yeonjeokha, Wei Xiaowu turned around hesitantly.
After a while, the members of Noksubang and Cheongrobang retreated from the Dagwan area without a single person left.
When only the two of them were left, Jeokwol Gongchwisan asked.
“Why did you help him?”
"Do not misunderstand. Because it is for me.”
“Is it for you to detoxify Yiseon Yang?”
“It is part of the red line training. The old man was also a guru, so I don’t have to explain further, right?”
“There are various excuses.”
“It’s an excuse. The revenge is over, but you can’t just hang on to the past.”
"Are you acting like a big person now?”
“Anyway, this old man is upset. I eat the same thing every day, so why? Hey, did you pick up something else without me knowing?”
“Have you ever given me a chance to do that?”
"I know. But why are you so upset? All you have to do is imitate a knight or act like a big man. It's gross now.”
Gong Cui-shan quietly looked out the window.
Since he sacrificed his teachers and brother-in-law, he himself does not believe in good intentions.
he can't believe
There's no way something like that could exist in the world.
Everyone lives according to their own selfish desires.
carry out red line? sounds funny.
Even good intentions are the result of selfishness.
It's just a way to advance to a higher realm, not because he really wants it.
As the sun began to set, the two got up from their seats.
I had to find a guesthouse before it was too late.
***
Sulsi Mal (9:00 p.m.).
A man went back and forth in front of a signboard that read Manrisim.
Yangjijang's sogaju Yangseon.
His face, exposed in the dim moonlight, was full of doubt.
The name of Yeonjeokha jumped out of his ark's mouth.
One hour (2 hours) ago.
At a dinner to celebrate the victory, Qianlong Bang's Ark, Chang Tian's Sword, Wei Suu said.
“Congratulations, Yang So-hyeop. However, it is said that neither mice nor birds can detoxify what has been poisoned by sand. After all, people should play in the big water. They say that Jeongju is the ‘Jade Kirin’, and today I sincerely admire Yang Xiaohyup.”
Unlike before, Wei Sou did not speak ill of Yang Shen.
Yang's house is closed now, but it's because he's a better shaman than Cheongnobang.
He thought that Yang Yi-seon caught Go Yun-wol off guard, befitting his reputation.
“Actually, someone secretly helped me when the strong wind blew.”
“Are you helping me? No way. There were only Dogwi and Yang Sohyeop in the place.”
“Someone suppressed my blood with Jingi and forcibly fed me something. It was only later that I realized that it was a antidote.”
“No way, you mean Gyunggong point blood?”
Wisow's eyes widened.
It was almost a technique close to a miracle to release the true energy from a distance and point blood.
“Yes, because he was well-intentioned, he would have been dead if it wasn't for that. I can't believe there was such a master in that position.”
“Huh, please… … .”
Wei Sou was speechless.
When he thought about it, it was a ridiculous idea.
“Does anyone have any clue?”
To Yang Seon’s question, Wi Sou replied with an ambiguous face.
“Actually, at the Dagwan at that time, the practitioner asked about the toxicity of poison sand. Frustrated, he took out the cancellation drug and handed it to him, but he hasn't returned it since.”
I forgot about it because it was a cheap drug at the time, but did he feed it to Yang Seon?
'No way. They say that the head of the Yang family is the enemy of the younger brother.'
Just as Wei Sou tilted his head, Yang Yi-sun's head was also complicated.
His actions are clear from the circumstances, but he has no reason to save himself.
Rather, it was to hinder it, so why help it?
However, as well as the cancellation, the only master who could perform Gyeoggong Point was Yeonjeokha.
Yang Seon, who had been staring at the signboard of ‘Manrisim’ for a while, entered the inn.
Just then, the owner, who was cleaning the restaurant inside the inn, approached with quick steps.
“Come on. Are you looking for a room?”
"no. I’m here to see someone staying here.”
“Ah, that's right. Who are you here to see?”
The owner stared at the young man.
It was still early in the evening, so it wasn't difficult to call the guests of the inn.
“Like it.”
“Well, I don’t know the name of the customer in the inn. If you can tell me about the characteristics... … .”
“Among the guests today, is there a young man in his early twenties?”
“Ah, yes. There is only one such person.”
“He is there. Go and tell him that Yang Seon from Cheongnobang has come to see you.”
Yang Seon didn't even listen to the owner's answer and walked to the window seat.
The owner didn't give a damn about the word 'Cheongnobang' and quickly went up to this floor.
After a while, Yeonjeokha came down to the restaurant.
Yang Yi-seon, who turned his head at his presence, slowly rose from his seat.
Anyway, it was a lifesaver, so it was an example.
She sat across from Yang-seon with a clear expression of annoyance.
“You said you wanted to see me?”
“Is the person who detoxified me today a senior practitioner?”
"why?"
At Yeon Jeok-ha's question, Yang Seon knew that he had done it.
If the person who deciphered it wasn't him, I would have answered 'no'.
“I came here because I was curious about why, if the senior was right.”
“I hate people who use poison. I've had a lot of trouble with poison.”
“… … .”
Yang Seon was speechless at the plausible story.
For some reason, he even had the thought that if he saw someone who had been poisoned himself, he would help.
“Thank you for your help. grace is... … .”
Yang Seon, who was about to say ‘I will not forget’, gritted his teeth.
It's because 'his revenge on the head of the house' and 'the hatred of the head of the house' came to mind.
“There is nothing to think of as grace.”
“Isn’t your revenge on the head of the household still over?”
Then Yeonjeokha asked.
“How is the yang clan leader? Can he forgive me?”
“… … I don't know about others, but I can. Because there is a debt of life.”
The honest words of Yang Seon made me feel a little better.
I liked the people of both heads a little.
To be honest, I think it's ten times better than Mr. Waryongjang's Yeon, who is of the same blood.
"I'm saying that because I don't know, but Sapa in Henan is still saying 'three chapters' or something?"
"That's right. The higher the reputation of the practitioner, the more persistently they harass them.”
I clicked my tongue at the shamelessness of the rival Sapa masters.
It seems that he is stepping on the people of the three chiefs (Waryongjang, Baekjajang, and Yanggajang) in order to look good to himself.
“Sooner or later, I will withdraw the word ‘three chapters’. Then, are you going back to the yang clan?”
“It should be. Are you sure you want to withdraw?”
“My vengeance was over long ago. I don't want to dwell on the past anymore. But if the head of the household says he wants to take revenge, I will do it seriously.”
At the last words, Yang Yi-sun hurriedly shook his hand.
“I won't. The elders of Yang's family also know what happened to Confucius Yeon at Waryongjang. If you are a Murim person, that level of revenge is natural.”
Yang-seon, who owed his life, took a more active position as a jeokha.
From his point of view, the head of the yang died, and even when he awoke, he could not deal with Yeon Je-ha.
He has to let go of grudges when he has a cause.
For example, if he withdraws the ‘three chapters’, the head of both households will also cover up the past.
It was the best way to avoid being exterminated like Baekgajang.
Fortunately, no one has seen blood, even though Yang's family may have lost their wealth due to the 'three chapters'.
So even the clumsy elders won't object.
Even though it's true that the front and back are completely blocked, it's because they're more realistic than anyone else.
Yang Seon stayed for a meal (about 30 minutes) and then left.
Shortly after he left, he came down Gongqua Mountain muttering like it was in the rain.
“Why is the room so cold? I'll have to bring in a brazier. I will freeze to death.”
“Didn’t you come to see Gan to sneak away?”
“Are you running away in this severe winter? pestilence. It is better to live for a few more days than to freeze to death.”
Gong Quishan, who was grumbling, sniffed at him to see if he was feeling unwell.
For him, who has become an ordinary old man, winter travel was quite difficult.
He insisted that the owner, who had been clicking his tongue, turn on the lights in the room.
The owner who stood like a sinner eventually set fire to I went out the back door saying I'd smoke more.
Yeon Jeokha offered hot tea to Gongquan.
Gong Qushan covered his cup with his wrinkled hands and enjoyed the warmth.
“Are you finished with the story?”
“What is there to do other than finish well? A strong man with a knife in his back anyway.”
“A guy with no buds would have broken somewhere. Are you okay though?”
“He said he was a person. When you see him thanking the enemy of the family.”
“Eunwon is so fleeting. Even the hateful feelings that make you want to kill them eventually disappear.”
“Did the famous religious leader say that?”
"It did."
“I get confused when I listen to the old man. Do you like your sister-in-law, do you resent her, do you hate her to the point of death, or do you want to give your life to help her?”
“What if everything?”
Yeon Jeok-ha glanced at Gongchu Mountain.
Gongchwisan's eyes were empty.
It's just amazing that the screening is so complicated, but the eyes have no emotion.
