"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 59- A thousand dollars in debt
Contrary to his urgency, as he approached Uicheonmun, Pungcheondo Yang Mu-gi's pace gradually slowed down.
'ha! Anyway, how should I say the first word?'
His eyes darkened as he tried to tell the good man sword Lee Yeon-ik that ‘Lord Moon’s daughter is being held in the green forest’.
He doesn't care if he is a third party to whom he has nothing to do.
However, he himself actively supported Luoyang Wuxi to go to Jianghu. Apparently, they were partly responsible for their captivity.
'I'm going to turn around.'
No matter how much I roll my head, there is no hole to escape.
After taking a deep breath, he raised his head and saw the signboard of Uicheon Gate right in front of him.
Late at night, two people are sitting opposite each other at the doctor's office in Uicheonmun. Uicheonmun Munju Gunjageom Lee Yeon-ik and Pungcheondo, also called Inuidaehyeop, were Yangmugi.
After Yang Mu-gi's story was over, Lee Yeon-ik, the military governor of Uicheonmun Gate, asked quietly.
“So, my daughter went to subdue Obong Sanchae with Sangbang Hwayang, and she was captured?”
“I’m sorry. I should have held back... … .”
Both weapons did not dare to raise their heads.
Contrary to the calm voice, Lee Yeon-ik's whole body emanated from his body. He is said to be a gentleman's sword, and even when he is angry, he is different from normal people.
He lowered his head and heard Lee Yeon-ik's voice as if chewing and spitting through the ears of the sheep weapon. It was felt that he, his father, could not fully control his emotions.
“Tell me what you saw about Five Bons and Ten Girls.”
Both weapons conveyed what he witnessed that day as close to the truth as possible.
“… … As the thief swung his sword, a violent storm erupted, and everything ended in an instant. The moment I saw it, the Green Forest Samjon came to mind. Not only me, but everyone present said so.”
Lee Yeon-ik muttered in amazement.
“Huh! A thief who is only in his late teens has the power of the Green Forest Triad?”
The criterion for evaluating the inaction of green forest in Jeongpa is as follows. The best is Pacheonma-gun, who is one of the top 10 masters in the world, followed by Nokrim Samjon, the previous giant, then Twelve Demons, then Nokrimchaeju, and the rest are just grab thieves.
"yes… … .”
Yang Wuji also knows that his words are absurd.
What can I do though! I have no choice but to tell you what I saw.
And only then did he make sense that he and Luoyang Wu-hyeop succumbed. Green Forest Samjon would be able to deal with it only if he was a master of Chillpai Gate.
“Why is such a master not known until now?”
“It is known that it suddenly appeared last year and took control of the Obong Mountain area. Rumor has it that even the merchant of heaven and earth of the shaman faction couldn't win... … .”
Yang Mugi once again emphasized that his opponent was the level of the Green Forest Triad. Even if you don't know Luoyang Five Hyeop, if you are a merchant of heaven and earth, you are a master whose inaction is already known. It was said that if he was defeated, he was definitely the top of the Twelve Demons Army.
"Even if you're right, I don't understand. You said you captured my daughter with nothing more than a green forest triad level martial art? Are you saying you aren’t afraid of Uicheonmun?”
“… … .”
Yangmugi silently cocked his head.
He knew that whatever he said would only make Lee Yeon-ik angry.
Lee Yeon-ik, a swordsman who was staring at such a sheep weapon, suddenly said.
“But there are no wounds for someone who has met a formidable enemy.”
“I am ashamed. I could not resist the overwhelming inaction.”
“There was a person like a reed at the Mugeuk Gate. Poongroedo said that a paulownia tree was planted at the entrance of Mugeukmun.”
Chang Kang-ho, the owner of the gate of Mugeukmun, is a person who can break like a paulownia tree, but does not bend.
Now, Li Yeon-ik was criticizing Yang Mu-gi for surrendering to the bandits without fighting.
Chun Pung-do Yang Mu-gi's face flushed red with shame.
'Damn it, does that mean I should have died fighting?'
Yang Moo-gi was a bit unfair, but he held it in thinking of Lee Yeon-ik's feelings. Nothing would be as irritating and humiliating as the chieftain of the Chill Pai Gate and his daughter being held alive.
***
Namjiryeseong Nanjing.
Murim alliance General.
In the office of the leader, two people are putting their heads together and exchanging opinions with serious faces. It is Jang Kang-ho, the leader of the Murim alliance, and Jegal Seung-woon, the musketeer.
“Didn’t the Merchant of the Suwol Sangbang in Buyang nearly annihilate people in black last year?”
"That's right. Judging from the work of Ambassador Gong, it seems that they were in the darkness.”
“Hmm! After all, did the famous religion show its tail again!”
A quiet voice flowed from Jang Kang-ho's mouth.
The Murim alliance had fought against the famous religion more than twenty years ago. At that time, after twists and turns, he won, but the leadership was not even touched. If it wasn't for the true moon swordsman Yeon Mu-ryong and the sword king Namgung Byeok, they wouldn't even have known of the existence of the moon-haseonja.
There is a secret story unknown to Moorim between Jeongui-maeng and Yumyeonggyo.
There are four armed groups in the Murim alliance.
These are Cheokmadae, Myolsadae, Uigidodae, and Cheonchudae. They were the elite of the Chillpai Moon, and one unit could deal with one minor Moon faction.
Before famous schools are known to the world, Uigidae, which was in charge of the Gangnam area, encounters unknown kidnappers. Uigido University disappeared without a trace after sending a message saying, “I will track them down.”
Even now, it is not clear who did it, but the Murim alliance leaders believe it to be the famous religion. Among the kidnapping criminal groups, the only place that can eliminate Uigido is the famous school.
“Lord Maeng, according to Master Gong Gong, hundreds of monks have disappeared in Henan alone. I can't even guess what the number will be if you add the guru. Something similar may have happened elsewhere. Do you remember what the famous cultist who surrendered twenty years ago said?”
“Are you talking about that raucous sound that says people get supernatural powers through human sacrifice?”
"That's right. If that is true, there will be more than one master with psychic powers in famous schools now.”
“Do you believe that, Musketeer?”
“I don't think it's completely absurd when you see the famous cults so fanatical about human sacrifice. If you think about it, aren't the magical gongs of Yeokcheon similar?"
Zhang Kang-ho nodded his head.
I didn't completely believe what the famous cultists said, but there was some truth in what the musketeer said.
“What do you think of the Musketeer?”
“If the decapitated throat was found in Yeoju, there must be a famous church nearby. Since there is a military base at Uicheonmun, how about sending them?”
Jang Kang-ho muttered involuntarily.
“Tsk! I'm looking forward to it again... … .”
It seems that Uigido University, which disappeared twenty years ago, came to mind.
“If that part bothers you, ask Uicheonmun for additional support this time.”
“Let's do it. I don't want to lose hope twice.”
“Uicheonmun alone may not be enough, so I will ask the nearby Munpa for help.”
“Good point.”
Jang Kang-ho nodded his head.
Uigidae is composed of the elite of Shaolin Temple and Uicheonmun. From Uicheonmun's point of view, it was redundant work, so there could be a shortage of support personnel.
That night, dozens of signatures from the Murim alliance headquarters for urgent contact flew up.
***
Luoyang eastern side language.
Waryongjang.
Around noon, a servant approached Baek Mi-joo, who was looking at the ledger on the main floor.
"Lady."
"What's going on?"
“A little while ago, a strange man left a letter to deliver to his wife.”
Along with the horse, the servant carefully held out the letter.
As soon as Baek Mi-joo received the letter, she read it without thinking.
As time passed, the color drained from her face.
Baek Mi-joo, who had read to the end, shouted at the servant who was guarding her place.
“Go ahead and tell Mubaek to come! hurry!"
Surprised by the hostess's haze, the servant hurriedly ran out to find the haze bag.
After a while, a smoke bag appeared.
Baek Mi-joo threw the letter she was holding into Haemoo-baek's face.
"look! What happened to your brother Yeonjoo! They are caught in Obong Sanchae! Do you know how much he demanded as ransom? That's just a thousand! A thousand nyang!”
Hyeonmubaek, who picked up the letter and read it, did not feel real at all.
Why did her Seolju go to her Obongsanchae, and what courage did her Obongsanchae hold her hostage?
Waryongjang's power has already surpassed that of ordinary green forests.
'It must have been rumored in Henan through a disciple working at Baekse Sangbang, why?'
At first, she was startled and embarrassed, but as time passed, her anger rose. When she thinks that she dared to scorn Waryongjang on the subject of green forest, it feels like her blood is gushing backwards.
However, Hyeonmubaek did not show emotion.
With her mother in a state of excitement, she cuts herself to herself, and then there is no one to deal with her situation.
“Mother, Luoyang and Wuxia are all held hostage, so we have to deal with it together. Let’s go to Uicheonmun first.”
"mask? Did you say you'll get a thousand nyang there? What are you going to do with your sister Seol-ju? Say it with her proud mouth!”
The money coming in to Waryongjang is 150 Nyang per month. If you pay 50 nyang as monthly salary, you will have 100 nyang left over. That hundred cats is not net profit.
It costs 50 nyang every month to feed, clothe, and sleep the disciples and workers in Waryongjang. If you save and save, you can get 50 nyang a month. It is said that it takes at least two years to make a thousand nyang.
Baek Mi-joo lost her temper in front of a huge amount of money.
"say it! Where are you going to get a thousand nyang! You are the same bastard as your father! Incompetent and can't do anything! And pretending to be for others! Pretend to be nice! I left my flesh and blood unattended until they were captured by Green Forest! It's like the sickest love song bastards! Because of you, I can't live up to my name! I can't live!”
Haze Baek was frustrated and felt like going crazy, but he persevered.
Now, those words would not be her mother's true intentions. She is furious and is just pouring out whatever comes out. Knowing, her mother's words became a dagger and she was lodged in his chest.
***
Luoyang.
Uicheonmun.
From early morning, the guest hall of Uicheonmun Gate was full of outside guests. These are the parents of Nakyang Five Groups who read letters written by their children asking for help.
Among them were Baek Mi-joo, the mistress of Waryongjang, and Yeonmu-baek, the swordsman of Waryong.
But Baek Mi-joo, who usually carried her head stiffly, was quiet for some reason.
After all, it's all because of money.
The families of Nakyang Five Hyup could not inform the outside of the threat of Obongsanchae for the sake of face and the future of their children. It was the same with Baekmiju. For Waryongjang, which is just expanding ven so, it had to be done quietly.
Palseonmun, Daeyeonmun, Chilyangmun, and Uicheonmun were not a problem because the amount was small.
However, Waryongjang was different.
Baek Mi-joo could not immediately raise the amount of money worth a thousand nyang.
She couldn't tell anyone and had to groan.
Just then, she thanked Lee Yeon-ik for volunteering to help.
When you are in a position where you need help from others, you notice everything.
That's why her heroine's white rice wine is limp like her salted vegetables.
“Hum.”
When Lee Yeon-ik, the owner of Uicheonmun Gate, appeared and coughed, the chattering audience soon fell silent.
“We are all here for the same reason. I want to beat the thieves of Obongsanchae right away, but... … . Saving people comes first, so let's be patient. It's never too late to take revenge after you've saved the hostages.”
The family members of Luoyang Wuxia shook their heads.
They, too, agreed that saving people should come first. I had to do it because my family's life was at stake.
“I hope the number of people going to Obongsan is limited to one per family. There are other people's eyes, and if there are a lot of numbers on our side, you don't know what the bandits will do in surprise. Please let me know if you have any other opinions.”
“That would be nice.”
"you're right. If it's not something to subjugate, then it should be.”
Everyone agreed with Lee Yeon-ik's opinion.
Because saving the lives of my children was more important now than face or pride.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 59- A thousand dollars in debt
Contrary to his urgency, as he approached Uicheonmun, Pungcheondo Yang Mu-gi's pace gradually slowed down.
'ha! Anyway, how should I say the first word?'
His eyes darkened as he tried to tell the good man sword Lee Yeon-ik that ‘Lord Moon’s daughter is being held in the green forest’.
He doesn't care if he is a third party to whom he has nothing to do.
However, he himself actively supported Luoyang Wuxi to go to Jianghu. Apparently, they were partly responsible for their captivity.
'I'm going to turn around.'
No matter how much I roll my head, there is no hole to escape.
After taking a deep breath, he raised his head and saw the signboard of Uicheon Gate right in front of him.
Late at night, two people are sitting opposite each other at the doctor's office in Uicheonmun. Uicheonmun Munju Gunjageom Lee Yeon-ik and Pungcheondo, also called Inuidaehyeop, were Yangmugi.
After Yang Mu-gi's story was over, Lee Yeon-ik, the military governor of Uicheonmun Gate, asked quietly.
“So, my daughter went to subdue Obong Sanchae with Sangbang Hwayang, and she was captured?”
“I’m sorry. I should have held back... … .”
Both weapons did not dare to raise their heads.
Contrary to the calm voice, Lee Yeon-ik's whole body emanated from his body. He is said to be a gentleman's sword, and even when he is angry, he is different from normal people.
He lowered his head and heard Lee Yeon-ik's voice as if chewing and spitting through the ears of the sheep weapon. It was felt that he, his father, could not fully control his emotions.
“Tell me what you saw about Five Bons and Ten Girls.”
Both weapons conveyed what he witnessed that day as close to the truth as possible.
“… … As the thief swung his sword, a violent storm erupted, and everything ended in an instant. The moment I saw it, the Green Forest Samjon came to mind. Not only me, but everyone present said so.”
Lee Yeon-ik muttered in amazement.
“Huh! A thief who is only in his late teens has the power of the Green Forest Triad?”
The criterion for evaluating the inaction of green forest in Jeongpa is as follows. The best is Pacheonma-gun, who is one of the top 10 masters in the world, followed by Nokrim Samjon, the previous giant, then Twelve Demons, then Nokrimchaeju, and the rest are just grab thieves.
"yes… … .”
Yang Wuji also knows that his words are absurd.
What can I do though! I have no choice but to tell you what I saw.
And only then did he make sense that he and Luoyang Wu-hyeop succumbed. Green Forest Samjon would be able to deal with it only if he was a master of Chillpai Gate.
“Why is such a master not known until now?”
“It is known that it suddenly appeared last year and took control of the Obong Mountain area. Rumor has it that even the merchant of heaven and earth of the shaman faction couldn't win... … .”
Yang Mugi once again emphasized that his opponent was the level of the Green Forest Triad. Even if you don't know Luoyang Five Hyeop, if you are a merchant of heaven and earth, you are a master whose inaction is already known. It was said that if he was defeated, he was definitely the top of the Twelve Demons Army.
"Even if you're right, I don't understand. You said you captured my daughter with nothing more than a green forest triad level martial art? Are you saying you aren’t afraid of Uicheonmun?”
“… … .”
Yangmugi silently cocked his head.
He knew that whatever he said would only make Lee Yeon-ik angry.
Lee Yeon-ik, a swordsman who was staring at such a sheep weapon, suddenly said.
“But there are no wounds for someone who has met a formidable enemy.”
“I am ashamed. I could not resist the overwhelming inaction.”
“There was a person like a reed at the Mugeuk Gate. Poongroedo said that a paulownia tree was planted at the entrance of Mugeukmun.”
Chang Kang-ho, the owner of the gate of Mugeukmun, is a person who can break like a paulownia tree, but does not bend.
Now, Li Yeon-ik was criticizing Yang Mu-gi for surrendering to the bandits without fighting.
Chun Pung-do Yang Mu-gi's face flushed red with shame.
'Damn it, does that mean I should have died fighting?'
Yang Moo-gi was a bit unfair, but he held it in thinking of Lee Yeon-ik's feelings. Nothing would be as irritating and humiliating as the chieftain of the Chill Pai Gate and his daughter being held alive.
***
Namjiryeseong Nanjing.
Murim alliance General.
In the office of the leader, two people are putting their heads together and exchanging opinions with serious faces. It is Jang Kang-ho, the leader of the Murim alliance, and Jegal Seung-woon, the musketeer.
“Didn’t the Merchant of the Suwol Sangbang in Buyang nearly annihilate people in black last year?”
"That's right. Judging from the work of Ambassador Gong, it seems that they were in the darkness.”
“Hmm! After all, did the famous religion show its tail again!”
A quiet voice flowed from Jang Kang-ho's mouth.
The Murim alliance had fought against the famous religion more than twenty years ago. At that time, after twists and turns, he won, but the leadership was not even touched. If it wasn't for the true moon swordsman Yeon Mu-ryong and the sword king Namgung Byeok, they wouldn't even have known of the existence of the moon-haseonja.
There is a secret story unknown to Moorim between Jeongui-maeng and Yumyeonggyo.
There are four armed groups in the Murim alliance.
These are Cheokmadae, Myolsadae, Uigidodae, and Cheonchudae. They were the elite of the Chillpai Moon, and one unit could deal with one minor Moon faction.
Before famous schools are known to the world, Uigidae, which was in charge of the Gangnam area, encounters unknown kidnappers. Uigido University disappeared without a trace after sending a message saying, “I will track them down.”
Even now, it is not clear who did it, but the Murim alliance leaders believe it to be the famous religion. Among the kidnapping criminal groups, the only place that can eliminate Uigido is the famous school.
“Lord Maeng, according to Master Gong Gong, hundreds of monks have disappeared in Henan alone. I can't even guess what the number will be if you add the guru. Something similar may have happened elsewhere. Do you remember what the famous cultist who surrendered twenty years ago said?”
“Are you talking about that raucous sound that says people get supernatural powers through human sacrifice?”
"That's right. If that is true, there will be more than one master with psychic powers in famous schools now.”
“Do you believe that, Musketeer?”
“I don't think it's completely absurd when you see the famous cults so fanatical about human sacrifice. If you think about it, aren't the magical gongs of Yeokcheon similar?"
Zhang Kang-ho nodded his head.
I didn't completely believe what the famous cultists said, but there was some truth in what the musketeer said.
“What do you think of the Musketeer?”
“If the decapitated throat was found in Yeoju, there must be a famous church nearby. Since there is a military base at Uicheonmun, how about sending them?”
Jang Kang-ho muttered involuntarily.
“Tsk! I'm looking forward to it again... … .”
It seems that Uigido University, which disappeared twenty years ago, came to mind.
“If that part bothers you, ask Uicheonmun for additional support this time.”
“Let's do it. I don't want to lose hope twice.”
“Uicheonmun alone may not be enough, so I will ask the nearby Munpa for help.”
“Good point.”
Jang Kang-ho nodded his head.
Uigidae is composed of the elite of Shaolin Temple and Uicheonmun. From Uicheonmun's point of view, it was redundant work, so there could be a shortage of support personnel.
That night, dozens of signatures from the Murim alliance headquarters for urgent contact flew up.
***
Luoyang eastern side language.
Waryongjang.
Around noon, a servant approached Baek Mi-joo, who was looking at the ledger on the main floor.
"Lady."
"What's going on?"
“A little while ago, a strange man left a letter to deliver to his wife.”
Along with the horse, the servant carefully held out the letter.
As soon as Baek Mi-joo received the letter, she read it without thinking.
As time passed, the color drained from her face.
Baek Mi-joo, who had read to the end, shouted at the servant who was guarding her place.
“Go ahead and tell Mubaek to come! hurry!"
Surprised by the hostess's haze, the servant hurriedly ran out to find the haze bag.
After a while, a smoke bag appeared.
Baek Mi-joo threw the letter she was holding into Haemoo-baek's face.
"look! What happened to your brother Yeonjoo! They are caught in Obong Sanchae! Do you know how much he demanded as ransom? That's just a thousand! A thousand nyang!”
Hyeonmubaek, who picked up the letter and read it, did not feel real at all.
Why did her Seolju go to her Obongsanchae, and what courage did her Obongsanchae hold her hostage?
Waryongjang's power has already surpassed that of ordinary green forests.
'It must have been rumored in Henan through a disciple working at Baekse Sangbang, why?'
At first, she was startled and embarrassed, but as time passed, her anger rose. When she thinks that she dared to scorn Waryongjang on the subject of green forest, it feels like her blood is gushing backwards.
However, Hyeonmubaek did not show emotion.
With her mother in a state of excitement, she cuts herself to herself, and then there is no one to deal with her situation.
“Mother, Luoyang and Wuxia are all held hostage, so we have to deal with it together. Let’s go to Uicheonmun first.”
"mask? Did you say you'll get a thousand nyang there? What are you going to do with your sister Seol-ju? Say it with her proud mouth!”
The money coming in to Waryongjang is 150 Nyang per month. If you pay 50 nyang as monthly salary, you will have 100 nyang left over. That hundred cats is not net profit.
It costs 50 nyang every month to feed, clothe, and sleep the disciples and workers in Waryongjang. If you save and save, you can get 50 nyang a month. It is said that it takes at least two years to make a thousand nyang.
Baek Mi-joo lost her temper in front of a huge amount of money.
"say it! Where are you going to get a thousand nyang! You are the same bastard as your father! Incompetent and can't do anything! And pretending to be for others! Pretend to be nice! I left my flesh and blood unattended until they were captured by Green Forest! It's like the sickest love song bastards! Because of you, I can't live up to my name! I can't live!”
Haze Baek was frustrated and felt like going crazy, but he persevered.
Now, those words would not be her mother's true intentions. She is furious and is just pouring out whatever comes out. Knowing, her mother's words became a dagger and she was lodged in his chest.
***
Luoyang.
Uicheonmun.
From early morning, the guest hall of Uicheonmun Gate was full of outside guests. These are the parents of Nakyang Five Groups who read letters written by their children asking for help.
Among them were Baek Mi-joo, the mistress of Waryongjang, and Yeonmu-baek, the swordsman of Waryong.
But Baek Mi-joo, who usually carried her head stiffly, was quiet for some reason.
After all, it's all because of money.
The families of Nakyang Five Hyup could not inform the outside of the threat of Obongsanchae for the sake of face and the future of their children. It was the same with Baekmiju. For Waryongjang, which is just expanding ven so, it had to be done quietly.
Palseonmun, Daeyeonmun, Chilyangmun, and Uicheonmun were not a problem because the amount was small.
However, Waryongjang was different.
Baek Mi-joo could not immediately raise the amount of money worth a thousand nyang.
She couldn't tell anyone and had to groan.
Just then, she thanked Lee Yeon-ik for volunteering to help.
When you are in a position where you need help from others, you notice everything.
That's why her heroine's white rice wine is limp like her salted vegetables.
“Hum.”
When Lee Yeon-ik, the owner of Uicheonmun Gate, appeared and coughed, the chattering audience soon fell silent.
“We are all here for the same reason. I want to beat the thieves of Obongsanchae right away, but... … . Saving people comes first, so let's be patient. It's never too late to take revenge after you've saved the hostages.”
The family members of Luoyang Wuxia shook their heads.
They, too, agreed that saving people should come first. I had to do it because my family's life was at stake.
“I hope the number of people going to Obongsan is limited to one per family. There are other people's eyes, and if there are a lot of numbers on our side, you don't know what the bandits will do in surprise. Please let me know if you have any other opinions.”
“That would be nice.”
"you're right. If it's not something to subjugate, then it should be.”
Everyone agreed with Lee Yeon-ik's opinion.
Because saving the lives of my children was more important now than face or pride.
