Chapter 489 - Don't think it's over
I sent back the 12 horsemen who were in a row and headed to the main house.
Entering the room, he quietly sat down in front of Namgung-yeon, who was reading a book.
As soon as his butt touched the floor, Nam Gung-yeon closed her book and said.
“I will go too.”
“I feel a bit bad this time, but can I just stay?”
“The more you do, the more you go together. What would you do if you were to get caught in the eight-door-palsangjin? It will be difficult to get out of it alone.”
“… … .”
I couldn't refute the serial.
To be honest, Palmunpalsangjin was no different from an ant hell to myself.
“Hmm! Yes, but… … .”
“What are you worried about? You don't think I'll be a burden, do you?"
When Namgung-yeon made a false impression on her, she waved her hand at her partner.
“It can’t be. Even if you are one of the ten best masters in the world, you wouldn’t be able to call 10 wives a burden.”
Could it be that she who is both martial and martial arts is a burden?
“Your expression isn’t zero, is it?”
"It's just because I'm embarrassed."
"what?"
“There was a kid possessed by a demon a few days ago.”
“Confucian teacher?”
"yes. He suddenly made a strange noise.”
"what?"
“Did you see me shed bloody tears or what? I tried to blow the bat, but I held back because I wanted to know what the owner was doing.”
"good job. If you touch your child in front of your parents, you will be criticized for doing good.”
There was a story I wanted to say more, but I held back.
Her crying out loud at losing her, her ominous dreams she didn't even want to put into her mouth.
When Yeon Jeok-ha hesitated, Namgung-yeon spoke.
“I am not a fatalist, but I believe that people live and die depends on the sky. If there is such a thing as destiny, it won’t be avoided by avoiding it.”
“… … .”
He listened to her words in silence.
Somehow, it sounded like an explanation for her ominous voice: 'I shed tears of blood'.
“If you meet something called fate, there are two things a human can do. adapt or overcome. Even if you face a harsh fate someday, don't think it's the end. At that time, I think the sky gave you a chance to choose again. Will you adapt or overcome?”
“So you want to say that you will go to Mt. Pungji with me?”
“Whoops! that's right. The more dangerous the place, the more I won't let you go alone. Because I’m ‘Number One’.”
“Sheesh! Do you know that I am still a child?”
"No way. I know better that you are not a child. If it had been that child of Waryongjang, he wouldn't have bothered me all the time.”
“When did you say I bullied your sister?”
“Are you asking because you don’t know?”
Namgungyeon glared at Yeonjeokha with a shy expression.
At the sight of her like that, even though it was not so hot, Yeonjeokha's heart started to beat.
"sister… … .”
When Yeon Jeok-ha called her in a coy tone, Namgung-yeon shook her head.
"do not do that. Even before dinner.”
“The fire that has fallen on the instep must be extinguished.”
“Phi! He went out all day and when the fire ran out.”
“Now. To me, my sister is fire.”
The body of Yeon Jeok-ha, who complained to Gu Cheon-no-do Simtong, saying, “Life is boring,” caught fire.
***
Manrigak.
Seokgyeongjang followed the method of Namgung family in many places.
So did she eat.
If the direct descendants of the Namgung family used ‘Gujugak(九州閣)’, Seokgyeongjang gathered at ‘Malligak’.
Old sim, who had been eating dinner with a ‘chop’, suddenly said.
“I will go too this time. Confucius and his wife are leaving, but I can't be left out."
Then, as if she had been waiting, Wol-ah and Geum-ah also intervened.
“Please let us go too.”
“Yes, let me wait on the mother-in-law.”
Old sim did not speak katabuta.
It's because she can't afford to take care of her disciples in a situation where she herself isn't allowed.
Yeon Jeok-ha looked at Shen Tong and his disciples with an ambiguous face.
She was going to visit Namgung-yeon in a friendly way, but the words, ‘I will attend on her mother-in-law,’ touched her heart.
She is herself. She has lived far from comfort all her life, so it doesn't matter, but she is different from Namgoong-yeon.
When she was traveling around the world due to the work of Green Forest in the past, she made Namgung-yeon uncomfortable in many ways.
Wouldn't it be a little different if Wol-a and Geum-ah were to serve?
When Yeon Jeok-ha seemed to be thinking about it, Sim Tong-ha said as if declaring.
“Gongja. I will definitely go.”
“Old Sim, why do you suffer hardships in your later years? just resting comfortably Isn't the base construction finished yet?"
“You have to trust me. Even if it's not that, there is no one who will play a joke on the construction of Gucheonnodo.”
“Aren’t you going to have to pay for the construction?”
“You can go and give it to me.”
“Do you know when you will come? Until then, carpenters are just sucking their fingers?”
“It’s okay to be late, so I tell you to slow down. If you come back and give it to me, it will adjust the speed of construction on its own.”
“Anyway, it’s selfish. Does the world revolve around Old Sim?”
“Are you selfish? If it's okay to be late, the carpenters will work separately while earning their own food. These are the people who think like that.”
Old sim persisted until the end, and Yeonjeokha did not stop it.
What is the reason for taking Wol-ah and Geum-a and leaving only their teacher, Simtong?
"Do whatever you feel like. But don’t even think about getting a carriage and riding.”
“Just sit next to the coachman.”
“Do it yourself.”
When the permission was finally given, the mouth of the old sim hung in the ears.
At that time, Tang Yun-mang, who had been playing with chopsticks silently, spoke.
“I want to go too.”
The object word was omitted, so it looked like a self-talk, but the sound was so loud that people's attention was focused.
Old min took over at once.
“I’m guarding the pharmacy, so where are you going? Do you think Mt. Fengji is a children’s playground?”
"It's a place where you and your children also go, so it's obvious even without looking."
“Cluck, crazy man.”
At Dan Yun-mang's words, Shim Tong burst into laughter as if he were stunned.
Do you think you can see it without looking at Mt. Pungji, where the terrible ‘Eight Gates and Palsangjin’ is installed?
This time, Yeon Jeok-ha asked.
“Why is the old man going again?”
“I was humiliated at the Tang family, so would you stay still? I'm sure the owner, Dang Se-ho, will come with the elite. Can’t I just stay and die?”
Dan Woon-mang used an extremely respectful title for Namgung-yeon, but secretly spoke to Yeonjeok-ha. It's said that it's become a habit, but it hasn't changed even if I've been through heartache.
I glanced at Namgung-yeon, who was talking.
This is to check whether the prediction of the Dangwoonmang is correct.
“There is a point in what the old man said. I won’t go overboard with the temper of the head of the party.”
At Namgoongyeon's words, Dan Unmang lifted her chin as if to show her.
Yeonjeokha scratched his head.
“Then the stone sutras will be empty. Will you be okay though?”
“Even the people of the Tang family will not harm ordinary people. Even if they are eccentric, they belong to the Hocheon League.”
“Is that right?”
He nodded his head in suspense.
I didn't know how the song was going to come out, but I was worried about leaving it alone.
Having made up his mind, Yeon Jeok-ha said to Tang Yun-mang.
“Prepare the old man too. Don't even think about getting hitched in a carriage like Old Sim. Because only my sister, I, and Wol-ah and Geum-a will ride in the carriage.”
Old sim quickly added a word.
“The seat next to the coachman’s seat is mine, so don’t take your eyes off it.”
"Even if you ask to sit in such a seat, it is a specification. You bastard, watch horse manure to your heart’s content.”
In fact, what Tang Yun-mang was aiming for was the roof of the wagon.
He thought that a wagon capable of carrying four people would have a better roof than a driver's seat.
***
starlight.
infinite.
Yangtze River Ferry.
around noon.
Fifty or so men and horses suddenly appeared.
They are masters of the Demonic Cult who are almost crossing the continent with the goal of Myeongwanggyo in Mt.
The people who had gathered at the river slowly scattered.
He was fed up with the energy of death emitted by the masters of the Demonic Cult and avoided the seat.
As the people ran away on their own, a satisfied smile spread on the lips of Yojingal, the spirit demon of the gatekeeper of Mugwanggokseongmun Gate.
Upon discovering a remarkably large ship, Ubuldo, the lord of the Blood Dragons, rode his horse and ran away.
He ignorantly climbed into the boat with his horse.
Surprised by the sound of the horse's hooves, the owner jumped out of the cabin onto the deck.
Seongsucheok, the shipowner who came out to pour out the cursed gourd, swallowed dry saliva when he saw the man on horseback.
Judging by the red long robe and the long sword behind his back, he is a Murim man.
It's not just that kind of Murim person, it's that kind of Murim person that makes your hamstrings tingle just by looking at them.
Naturally, attitudes changed politely.
"How can I help you?"
“Are you the owner of this ship?”
"yes."
“I will go to Yeosan. Leave as soon as my party finishes boarding.”
“Yes, yes.”
Even though he had a contract with the other company, he unconditionally said 'yes'.
Looking at the middle-aged man's red eyes, I couldn't bear to give another answer.
After a while, about 50 people and horses boarded the boat.
Seongsucheok sent a signal to the sailors as soon as they confirmed their boarding.
There were still many empty seats left, but the boat slowly made its way towards the center of the river.
Yojingal, who was standing on the bow and watching the river, asked a sneak peek.
“Eastern lion. This must be the second route for you?”
"That's right."
“Who were you with last time? I hope it wasn't a woman.”
Noh Do-gyeong, the eldest demon sword from the East, answered immediately to avoid unnecessary suspicion.
“I was accompanied by a thief named Yeon-jeok of Green Forest.”
“Have its been?”
The people of the Six Gates did not leave Heavenly Mountain and were dark in worldly affairs.
Of course, Yojin-gal, the owner of ‘Mugwanggokseongmun’, did not know Yeonjeokha.
“Yes, I am a budding master who has been making quite a name for himself lately.”
Yojingal glanced at Noh Do-gyeong.
Since it was a strong call after decades, the word ‘new master’ came to my ears.
“You must have been a useful guy to have taken with you?”
“It won’t live up to Moonlord’s expectations.”
Noh Do-kyung said Yeon Jeok-ha as if it were nothing.
This is because when Yojingal shows interest in him, he gets tired in many ways.
“Poo-wow! Are you already taking care of yourself?”
Yojingal accepted Yeonjeokha as one of Noh Do-gyeong's connections.
If Do-Kyung Noh didn't kill him and took him around for days, it would be more correct to say that he was 'actually his person'.
“… … .”
Noh Do-gyeong secretly avoided Yojingal’s gaze.
What do you mean by 'your person'?
It's a shame that Yeonjeokha wasn't there, and if he heard it, he would have grabbed his stomach and laughed.
He hastily changed his subject to divert Yojingal's attention.
“By the way, Lord Moon. As I said, there are twelve horsemen and one hundred two horsemen in Myeongwanggyo. Which one would you like to raise?”
“If you want to grow quickly and spread death, wouldn’t it be better to have twelve horses?”
If you make an effort to create one hundred two horses, ten twelve horses will be created.
From his point of view, there was no reason to make Baekdu Horse Army.
The purpose is to slaughter anyway, so what if it was the Baekdu Horse Army or the Twelve Horse Soldiers?
“You are right.”
Noh Do-gyeong also fully agreed with Yojingal's opinion.
If something goes wrong, it's because I don't have the confidence to deal with the monster made of Baekdu Demon Army.
Ubuldo, the Great Lord of the Blood Dragon, who had been listening quietly from the side, interrupted.
“Lord Moon, won’t famous churches target the Myungwang religion in the future?”
“It will.”
Yojingal laughed.
No matter how well-known schools have risen with the momentum of the Rising Sun, they are not as good as the Demonic Schools.
If at any time he found out that the Demonic Cult was behind the Cult of Myeongwang, he would quietly retreat.
"Isn't that why you dragged your Blood Dragons out to deal with such 'annoying things'?"
Yojingal's pride in the 'Magical School Six Gates' was so great that he called famous schools 'annoying'.
Chapter 489 - Don't think it's over
I sent back the 12 horsemen who were in a row and headed to the main house.
Entering the room, he quietly sat down in front of Namgung-yeon, who was reading a book.
As soon as his butt touched the floor, Nam Gung-yeon closed her book and said.
“I will go too.”
“I feel a bit bad this time, but can I just stay?”
“The more you do, the more you go together. What would you do if you were to get caught in the eight-door-palsangjin? It will be difficult to get out of it alone.”
“… … .”
I couldn't refute the serial.
To be honest, Palmunpalsangjin was no different from an ant hell to myself.
“Hmm! Yes, but… … .”
“What are you worried about? You don't think I'll be a burden, do you?"
When Namgung-yeon made a false impression on her, she waved her hand at her partner.
“It can’t be. Even if you are one of the ten best masters in the world, you wouldn’t be able to call 10 wives a burden.”
Could it be that she who is both martial and martial arts is a burden?
“Your expression isn’t zero, is it?”
"It's just because I'm embarrassed."
"what?"
“There was a kid possessed by a demon a few days ago.”
“Confucian teacher?”
"yes. He suddenly made a strange noise.”
"what?"
“Did you see me shed bloody tears or what? I tried to blow the bat, but I held back because I wanted to know what the owner was doing.”
"good job. If you touch your child in front of your parents, you will be criticized for doing good.”
There was a story I wanted to say more, but I held back.
Her crying out loud at losing her, her ominous dreams she didn't even want to put into her mouth.
When Yeon Jeok-ha hesitated, Namgung-yeon spoke.
“I am not a fatalist, but I believe that people live and die depends on the sky. If there is such a thing as destiny, it won’t be avoided by avoiding it.”
“… … .”
He listened to her words in silence.
Somehow, it sounded like an explanation for her ominous voice: 'I shed tears of blood'.
“If you meet something called fate, there are two things a human can do. adapt or overcome. Even if you face a harsh fate someday, don't think it's the end. At that time, I think the sky gave you a chance to choose again. Will you adapt or overcome?”
“So you want to say that you will go to Mt. Pungji with me?”
“Whoops! that's right. The more dangerous the place, the more I won't let you go alone. Because I’m ‘Number One’.”
“Sheesh! Do you know that I am still a child?”
"No way. I know better that you are not a child. If it had been that child of Waryongjang, he wouldn't have bothered me all the time.”
“When did you say I bullied your sister?”
“Are you asking because you don’t know?”
Namgungyeon glared at Yeonjeokha with a shy expression.
At the sight of her like that, even though it was not so hot, Yeonjeokha's heart started to beat.
"sister… … .”
When Yeon Jeok-ha called her in a coy tone, Namgung-yeon shook her head.
"do not do that. Even before dinner.”
“The fire that has fallen on the instep must be extinguished.”
“Phi! He went out all day and when the fire ran out.”
“Now. To me, my sister is fire.”
The body of Yeon Jeok-ha, who complained to Gu Cheon-no-do Simtong, saying, “Life is boring,” caught fire.
***
Manrigak.
Seokgyeongjang followed the method of Namgung family in many places.
So did she eat.
If the direct descendants of the Namgung family used ‘Gujugak(九州閣)’, Seokgyeongjang gathered at ‘Malligak’.
Old sim, who had been eating dinner with a ‘chop’, suddenly said.
“I will go too this time. Confucius and his wife are leaving, but I can't be left out."
Then, as if she had been waiting, Wol-ah and Geum-ah also intervened.
“Please let us go too.”
“Yes, let me wait on the mother-in-law.”
Old sim did not speak katabuta.
It's because she can't afford to take care of her disciples in a situation where she herself isn't allowed.
Yeon Jeok-ha looked at Shen Tong and his disciples with an ambiguous face.
She was going to visit Namgung-yeon in a friendly way, but the words, ‘I will attend on her mother-in-law,’ touched her heart.
She is herself. She has lived far from comfort all her life, so it doesn't matter, but she is different from Namgoong-yeon.
When she was traveling around the world due to the work of Green Forest in the past, she made Namgung-yeon uncomfortable in many ways.
Wouldn't it be a little different if Wol-a and Geum-ah were to serve?
When Yeon Jeok-ha seemed to be thinking about it, Sim Tong-ha said as if declaring.
“Gongja. I will definitely go.”
“Old Sim, why do you suffer hardships in your later years? just resting comfortably Isn't the base construction finished yet?"
“You have to trust me. Even if it's not that, there is no one who will play a joke on the construction of Gucheonnodo.”
“Aren’t you going to have to pay for the construction?”
“You can go and give it to me.”
“Do you know when you will come? Until then, carpenters are just sucking their fingers?”
“It’s okay to be late, so I tell you to slow down. If you come back and give it to me, it will adjust the speed of construction on its own.”
“Anyway, it’s selfish. Does the world revolve around Old Sim?”
“Are you selfish? If it's okay to be late, the carpenters will work separately while earning their own food. These are the people who think like that.”
Old sim persisted until the end, and Yeonjeokha did not stop it.
What is the reason for taking Wol-ah and Geum-a and leaving only their teacher, Simtong?
"Do whatever you feel like. But don’t even think about getting a carriage and riding.”
“Just sit next to the coachman.”
“Do it yourself.”
When the permission was finally given, the mouth of the old sim hung in the ears.
At that time, Tang Yun-mang, who had been playing with chopsticks silently, spoke.
“I want to go too.”
The object word was omitted, so it looked like a self-talk, but the sound was so loud that people's attention was focused.
Old min took over at once.
“I’m guarding the pharmacy, so where are you going? Do you think Mt. Fengji is a children’s playground?”
"It's a place where you and your children also go, so it's obvious even without looking."
“Cluck, crazy man.”
At Dan Yun-mang's words, Shim Tong burst into laughter as if he were stunned.
Do you think you can see it without looking at Mt. Pungji, where the terrible ‘Eight Gates and Palsangjin’ is installed?
This time, Yeon Jeok-ha asked.
“Why is the old man going again?”
“I was humiliated at the Tang family, so would you stay still? I'm sure the owner, Dang Se-ho, will come with the elite. Can’t I just stay and die?”
Dan Woon-mang used an extremely respectful title for Namgung-yeon, but secretly spoke to Yeonjeok-ha. It's said that it's become a habit, but it hasn't changed even if I've been through heartache.
I glanced at Namgung-yeon, who was talking.
This is to check whether the prediction of the Dangwoonmang is correct.
“There is a point in what the old man said. I won’t go overboard with the temper of the head of the party.”
At Namgoongyeon's words, Dan Unmang lifted her chin as if to show her.
Yeonjeokha scratched his head.
“Then the stone sutras will be empty. Will you be okay though?”
“Even the people of the Tang family will not harm ordinary people. Even if they are eccentric, they belong to the Hocheon League.”
“Is that right?”
He nodded his head in suspense.
I didn't know how the song was going to come out, but I was worried about leaving it alone.
Having made up his mind, Yeon Jeok-ha said to Tang Yun-mang.
“Prepare the old man too. Don't even think about getting hitched in a carriage like Old Sim. Because only my sister, I, and Wol-ah and Geum-a will ride in the carriage.”
Old sim quickly added a word.
“The seat next to the coachman’s seat is mine, so don’t take your eyes off it.”
"Even if you ask to sit in such a seat, it is a specification. You bastard, watch horse manure to your heart’s content.”
In fact, what Tang Yun-mang was aiming for was the roof of the wagon.
He thought that a wagon capable of carrying four people would have a better roof than a driver's seat.
***
starlight.
infinite.
Yangtze River Ferry.
around noon.
Fifty or so men and horses suddenly appeared.
They are masters of the Demonic Cult who are almost crossing the continent with the goal of Myeongwanggyo in Mt.
The people who had gathered at the river slowly scattered.
He was fed up with the energy of death emitted by the masters of the Demonic Cult and avoided the seat.
As the people ran away on their own, a satisfied smile spread on the lips of Yojingal, the spirit demon of the gatekeeper of Mugwanggokseongmun Gate.
Upon discovering a remarkably large ship, Ubuldo, the lord of the Blood Dragons, rode his horse and ran away.
He ignorantly climbed into the boat with his horse.
Surprised by the sound of the horse's hooves, the owner jumped out of the cabin onto the deck.
Seongsucheok, the shipowner who came out to pour out the cursed gourd, swallowed dry saliva when he saw the man on horseback.
Judging by the red long robe and the long sword behind his back, he is a Murim man.
It's not just that kind of Murim person, it's that kind of Murim person that makes your hamstrings tingle just by looking at them.
Naturally, attitudes changed politely.
"How can I help you?"
“Are you the owner of this ship?”
"yes."
“I will go to Yeosan. Leave as soon as my party finishes boarding.”
“Yes, yes.”
Even though he had a contract with the other company, he unconditionally said 'yes'.
Looking at the middle-aged man's red eyes, I couldn't bear to give another answer.
After a while, about 50 people and horses boarded the boat.
Seongsucheok sent a signal to the sailors as soon as they confirmed their boarding.
There were still many empty seats left, but the boat slowly made its way towards the center of the river.
Yojingal, who was standing on the bow and watching the river, asked a sneak peek.
“Eastern lion. This must be the second route for you?”
"That's right."
“Who were you with last time? I hope it wasn't a woman.”
Noh Do-gyeong, the eldest demon sword from the East, answered immediately to avoid unnecessary suspicion.
“I was accompanied by a thief named Yeon-jeok of Green Forest.”
“Have its been?”
The people of the Six Gates did not leave Heavenly Mountain and were dark in worldly affairs.
Of course, Yojin-gal, the owner of ‘Mugwanggokseongmun’, did not know Yeonjeokha.
“Yes, I am a budding master who has been making quite a name for himself lately.”
Yojingal glanced at Noh Do-gyeong.
Since it was a strong call after decades, the word ‘new master’ came to my ears.
“You must have been a useful guy to have taken with you?”
“It won’t live up to Moonlord’s expectations.”
Noh Do-kyung said Yeon Jeok-ha as if it were nothing.
This is because when Yojingal shows interest in him, he gets tired in many ways.
“Poo-wow! Are you already taking care of yourself?”
Yojingal accepted Yeonjeokha as one of Noh Do-gyeong's connections.
If Do-Kyung Noh didn't kill him and took him around for days, it would be more correct to say that he was 'actually his person'.
“… … .”
Noh Do-gyeong secretly avoided Yojingal’s gaze.
What do you mean by 'your person'?
It's a shame that Yeonjeokha wasn't there, and if he heard it, he would have grabbed his stomach and laughed.
He hastily changed his subject to divert Yojingal's attention.
“By the way, Lord Moon. As I said, there are twelve horsemen and one hundred two horsemen in Myeongwanggyo. Which one would you like to raise?”
“If you want to grow quickly and spread death, wouldn’t it be better to have twelve horses?”
If you make an effort to create one hundred two horses, ten twelve horses will be created.
From his point of view, there was no reason to make Baekdu Horse Army.
The purpose is to slaughter anyway, so what if it was the Baekdu Horse Army or the Twelve Horse Soldiers?
“You are right.”
Noh Do-gyeong also fully agreed with Yojingal's opinion.
If something goes wrong, it's because I don't have the confidence to deal with the monster made of Baekdu Demon Army.
Ubuldo, the Great Lord of the Blood Dragon, who had been listening quietly from the side, interrupted.
“Lord Moon, won’t famous churches target the Myungwang religion in the future?”
“It will.”
Yojingal laughed.
No matter how well-known schools have risen with the momentum of the Rising Sun, they are not as good as the Demonic Schools.
If at any time he found out that the Demonic Cult was behind the Cult of Myeongwang, he would quietly retreat.
"Isn't that why you dragged your Blood Dragons out to deal with such 'annoying things'?"
Yojingal's pride in the 'Magical School Six Gates' was so great that he called famous schools 'annoying'.
