"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 80 - You have to stand in line
However, the man with the red dot, Lee Chun, did not retreat.
“The masters of famous religions are giants from the past. Did you see them do good?”
Even Wang Jin-cheong, who was so shy, could not raise an objection.
Because it was true that the past of the Madou in the famous school was terrible.
“Yeah, but. Anyway, only the hearing tube got twisted. I was hit in the back of the head by the South Sea. Following Waryongjang, I don’t know if Cheongun-gwan is also closing.”
Yeon Jeok-ha, who had been dozing off with a drowsy face, opened his eyes.
Lee Chun said confidently.
"Are you okay. The military officers of Nakyang have stepped up to help Cheongwoon-gwan, so there is a chance.”
“Will they be opponents of Light Sky Swordsman?”
“The Light Sky Swordsman will not be actively involved in this matter. Will the Volcano faction's secular disciple help Hongbang stand on the famous bridge? He said he was just reluctantly keeping his seat.”
“So, let’s go to the Cheongwoon Hall?”
“If you say it twice, your mouth hurts. People who don't know anything stick to the upper reaches of the South Sea. wait and see Most of the people from Luoyang are Qingyunguans.”
“Well, a famous school wouldn’t be directly involved in such trivial matters… … .”
“Trust me. Hong Bang put a line on the famous bridge, but it's not the core of the famous bridge. Hongbang alone can't beat the officers of Cheongwoon and Officers of Lukyang.”
At Li Chun's confident words, Wang Jincheng nodded his head.
The rongins have to stand in line.
If Gyeongcheon Swordsman is behind his back, Namyang Sangbang and Hongbang can't be opponents of Cheongwoon-kwan.
To Yeonjeokha, Waryongjang is an object of love and hatred.
Chi trembles when I think of Baek Mi-joo and her half-brothers, but I still have some memories of his father. Yeon Mu-ryong didn't take good care of him, but at least he didn't bully him like the others.
Because he was such a waryongjang, his ears were opened when he heard that the door was closed.
Yeonjeokha approached the two ronin.
“Guys, let me ask you something. What do you mean Waryongjang is closed?”
Lee Chun glanced at the boy who suddenly intervened.
Looking at the neat clothes and the sword that seems to have a history hanging from the waist, it seems that it is not normal.
He chose to dispel his opponent's curiosity rather than be offended.
“Not too long ago, the Wolhaseonja took over the Waryongjang. We killed Yeon who resisted and built a church there.”
“Are all the Yeons who lived there dead?”
“A few elders died. It is said that the hostess escaped as the head of a hundred and her sons as the head of a sheep.”
"ah… … .”
Seeing Yeon Jeok-ha's complicated expression, Lee Chun said as if he felt sorry for him.
“I wonder if you were acquainted with Waryongjang.”
“Not at all.”
At the boy's immediate denial, Lee Chun refused to do so.
To be honest, my friendship with Waryongjang these days is not a boast, but a flaw, so it's natural.
After Yeonmu-ryong's bones were thrown into the poop, the Murim people felt ashamed of Waryongjang.
“By the way, did you come here to join us too?”
"no. It was just a passing road.”
Lee Chun, who was looking around, said in a whisper.
“Look. When the time comes, it would be okay to put a spoon on the Cheongwoon Hall. that one prevails The treatment is also good.”
Hearing that the treatment was good, he suddenly thought of Chugong. He said that he would give a hermit in ten days from the upper reaches of the South Sea.
“How much do you pay?”
“I understand that they give you five hundred doors more than Namyang Sangbang. Right now, Sangyang Sangbang is worth one hermit, so you get five hundred more for one.”
“I heard you well.”
I bowed my eyes to the red dotted man and went back to the counter.
Shen Yang-gak, who had been paying attention, cautiously took his luck.
“In the end, the Wolhaseonja touched the Waryongjang.”
"I know. You said you were silent for a long time.”
Rumour has it that Crown Prince Namgung said Waryongjang was next, and it really happened.
It was expected to some extent, but it felt strange when it actually happened.
Just then, Jeom Soi approached.
“Guests, there is an empty seat. Come here.”
Yeon Jeok-ha and Shen Yang-gak sat down at the seats led by Jeom So-yi and ordered simple dishes.
After a while, the food came out and the two ate quietly.
While eating, Sim Yang-gak looked at Yeon-jeok-ha’s face.
After hearing the news of Waryongjang, it was not cool to eat.
He also vaguely knows how Yeonjeokha feels about Waryongjang. It is because there is a story that I heard from the 5 Bon 10 Girls when I was living as a disabled person.
In the end, he couldn't see it, and he implied his luck.
“Confucius, if you feel uncomfortable, how about helping the Qingyunguan and going?”
“Are you trying to water the red room?”
“Wouldn’t it be nice to relax like that?”
"it's okay. What did Hong Bang do to me?”
Seeing Yeon Jeok-ha's hostile appearance, Shen Yang-gak didn't say anything anymore.
But things turned out of nowhere.
There are various types of ronin gathered in Manganhong.
There were people like Lee Chun and Wang Jin-cheong who wanted to go to Cheongwoon Hall, but there were also people who wanted to help Namyang Sangbang. Seo Gap and Hong Moon Gwan are such people.
Seo-gap, who was carefully looking at the sword hanging from Yeonjeok-ha’s waist, whispered to his colleague.
“Hong hyung, that sword house. Where do you think you saw it?”
At Seogap’s words, Hongmungwan turned his gaze to the side.
I saw an antique sword hanging from the waist of the boy sitting next to me.
Certainly, the dragon pattern engraved on the sword case is not unfamiliar.
'huh? That... … .’
Seo Gap and Hong Mun-gwan, who came from Luoyang, were aiming for the upper Namyang. Considering that people who came from Luoyang tended to Cheongun Hall, this is an unexpected choice.
In fact, they would have gone to Cheongwoon Hall if it had not been for the information Seo Gap had recently obtained.
The corner of Hongmungwan's mouth went up.
I once met the warriors of Waryongjang while snooping around Sangbang in Lukyang.
That was definitely the sword that the Yeon clans of Waryongjang carried.
Since he had already decided on the direction of the South Sea, the distinction between his and her peers was clear.
“Hehe, brother Seo. Think carefully about where you saw it. It's obvious that it's a martial art that uses dragon patterns without knowing the subject matter.”
Seo-gap, who thought about something for a moment at his mocking words, tapped the table lightly.
"aha! Waryongjang! Those idiots who believed in the number of heads and walked out as soon as they saw the moon landing?”
Seo-gap's voice was a little high, so the people around him became quiet.
Raising the ransom price is simple.
He just needs to hit the ball or become famous.
At least one hermit in 10 days, as promised by the Southern District, means that.
The money actually received is differentially applied in proportion to the reputation of the ronin.
In the case of the unknown Seo Gap and Hong Moon Gwan, it could be said that they were at the bottom.
Then, I saw someone from Waryongjang, so if this is an opportunity, it's an opportunity.
The forces hostile to Myung-gyo are Jeongui-maeng, Namgung Sei, and Waryongjang. Among them, it was no exaggeration to say that Waryongjang lost its base and scattered disciples, making it a prey.
Seo-gap blatantly glanced at the boy and the old man.
A boy with a sword used by the first disciples of Waryongjang and an old man with a sword.
'That young bastard must be Mr. Yeon who ran away from Waryongjang.'
The reason Waryongjang's disciple came to Namyang must have been to help Cheongun-gwan.
It seems that Seogap and Hongmungwan were not the only ones who had such thoughts.
The eyes of some of the ronin who were chatting with their colleagues became menacing.
Seo-gap, who was elated, continued to speak.
“I heard that the person who disembarked the moon dug up the bones of the Yeonmu Dragon from the tomb and threw them into the poop? Seeing things like that, the Yeons are pretty shameless. How long have you been hurt by the false reputation of being a true moon swordsman? People from Waryongjang are so embarrassed that they can't use the Gucheon Sword... … . evil!"
He stopped talking and grabbed my mouth.
When he finally took his hand away again, there was a piece of pork bone and a broken tooth stuck to his palm.
Seo-gap, who was bleeding profusely from his mouth, jumped up from his seat and shouted.
“What kind of a slut is that!”
Yeonjeokha lightly raised his hand and called for Jeomsoi.
“Give me another pork rib [糖醋排骨]. Very tasty. Do you like it."
“Yes, yes… … .”
In a bloody atmosphere, Jeom So-yi ran away as soon as he received the order.
Hearing the rumors of pork ribs, Seogap turned his gaze to the seat next to him.
That!
On the plate on his table were bones like broken teeth.
“You bastard… … .”
In an instant, Yeonjeokha picked up a bone and threw it lightly.
With the sound of ‘Oops!’, Seo-gap grabbed his mouth with both hands and sat down.
Only then did Hongmungwan, who grasped the situation, jump up and pull out Bakdo.
Yeonjeokha threw the bone again as if it was annoying.
Fuck. Quadang.
Hongmungwan, who was hit on the forehead by a pig bone, rolled his eyes and fell back.
A series of bone attacks quenched his fighting spirit.
Realizing that the boy's martial arts were excellent, he sneaked up to Hongmungwan. He intended to take him and leave this place as soon as possible.
But that's just his wish.
“Hey, come and see.”
Hearing the boy's voice, Seo-gap turned around helplessly.
Looking around, the rongins seem to be engrossed in their meal as if nothing had happened.
‘They are like dogs. I was looking for an opportunity to put a spoon on someone else's table.'
Seo-gap stretched his shoulders and stepped in front of the boy.
And as he was groping his broken tooth with the tip of his tongue, the boy asked.
“What did the Wolhaseonja do at Waryongjang?”
“Aren’t you a disciple of Waryongjang?”
Seo-gap looked at the boy with puzzled eyes.
He knew the waryongjang job better, but I didn't understand why he was asking about it.
“Yeah, no. So answer me well.”
“That black… … .”
“It was beaten and stolen.”
Thinking that the boy was Waryongjang's enemy, Seogap sighed in relief and replied.
“The Wolhaseonja said that he dug a grave for Yeonmu-ryong because he was attending an aide-de-camp. But only bones came out, so I threw them all into the backyard.”
“… … .”
I was speechless for a moment and just stared at the man in a daze.
In fact, he has little affection for his father.
Nevertheless, he felt stuffy at the tip of his stomach as if he had been eating rice cakes.
Seo-gap, who had been watching for a while, cautiously opened his mouth.
“Come on, small hyeop. Can I just go see it?”
“He is a disrespectful person. Are you going to swear as much as you like and just leave?”
“Forgive me!”
Seo-gap hurriedly folded his back.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who looked at his hair for a while, spoke in a low voice.
“I ate a lot of swearing, and I’m full, so I can’t eat anymore. I'm going to throw away the precious food, so leave a piece of hermit.”
"yes? yes, yes thank you."
Seogap Afraid that the boy might change his mind, he offered a silver coin and quickly turned around.
If it was a hermit in exchange for a quarrel between a rongin and a gosu, it would have been eaten cheaply.
If he were that boy, he would have cut off one of his arms.
Seo Gap picked up the fainting Hong Moon-gwan and left the place.
After about 15 minutes (about 15 minutes), Jeom So-yi brought the additional pork ribs he ordered.
Yeon-jeok-ha seemed to have lost his appetite, and he only gnawed at them with chopsticks.
Shen Yang-gak opened his mouth.
"Confucius, I'm going to take the head of that old hag who landed on the moon right away... … .”
"stop."
“… … yes."
“Go and find out where the Cheongwoons gather. What are you doing rather than playing, let’s make some money.”
“Hehe. yes."
Sim Yang-gak jumped up with the answer and approached Red Dot and Tub Seok-buri.
“Do you know where the Cheongun-gwan gathers?”
Lee Chun, who had been watching from earlier, responded quickly.
“They are gathered at the two-day guesthouse.”
“You guys are lucky. If you want to live long, you have to stand in line.”
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 80 - You have to stand in line
However, the man with the red dot, Lee Chun, did not retreat.
“The masters of famous religions are giants from the past. Did you see them do good?”
Even Wang Jin-cheong, who was so shy, could not raise an objection.
Because it was true that the past of the Madou in the famous school was terrible.
“Yeah, but. Anyway, only the hearing tube got twisted. I was hit in the back of the head by the South Sea. Following Waryongjang, I don’t know if Cheongun-gwan is also closing.”
Yeon Jeok-ha, who had been dozing off with a drowsy face, opened his eyes.
Lee Chun said confidently.
"Are you okay. The military officers of Nakyang have stepped up to help Cheongwoon-gwan, so there is a chance.”
“Will they be opponents of Light Sky Swordsman?”
“The Light Sky Swordsman will not be actively involved in this matter. Will the Volcano faction's secular disciple help Hongbang stand on the famous bridge? He said he was just reluctantly keeping his seat.”
“So, let’s go to the Cheongwoon Hall?”
“If you say it twice, your mouth hurts. People who don't know anything stick to the upper reaches of the South Sea. wait and see Most of the people from Luoyang are Qingyunguans.”
“Well, a famous school wouldn’t be directly involved in such trivial matters… … .”
“Trust me. Hong Bang put a line on the famous bridge, but it's not the core of the famous bridge. Hongbang alone can't beat the officers of Cheongwoon and Officers of Lukyang.”
At Li Chun's confident words, Wang Jincheng nodded his head.
The rongins have to stand in line.
If Gyeongcheon Swordsman is behind his back, Namyang Sangbang and Hongbang can't be opponents of Cheongwoon-kwan.
To Yeonjeokha, Waryongjang is an object of love and hatred.
Chi trembles when I think of Baek Mi-joo and her half-brothers, but I still have some memories of his father. Yeon Mu-ryong didn't take good care of him, but at least he didn't bully him like the others.
Because he was such a waryongjang, his ears were opened when he heard that the door was closed.
Yeonjeokha approached the two ronin.
“Guys, let me ask you something. What do you mean Waryongjang is closed?”
Lee Chun glanced at the boy who suddenly intervened.
Looking at the neat clothes and the sword that seems to have a history hanging from the waist, it seems that it is not normal.
He chose to dispel his opponent's curiosity rather than be offended.
“Not too long ago, the Wolhaseonja took over the Waryongjang. We killed Yeon who resisted and built a church there.”
“Are all the Yeons who lived there dead?”
“A few elders died. It is said that the hostess escaped as the head of a hundred and her sons as the head of a sheep.”
"ah… … .”
Seeing Yeon Jeok-ha's complicated expression, Lee Chun said as if he felt sorry for him.
“I wonder if you were acquainted with Waryongjang.”
“Not at all.”
At the boy's immediate denial, Lee Chun refused to do so.
To be honest, my friendship with Waryongjang these days is not a boast, but a flaw, so it's natural.
After Yeonmu-ryong's bones were thrown into the poop, the Murim people felt ashamed of Waryongjang.
“By the way, did you come here to join us too?”
"no. It was just a passing road.”
Lee Chun, who was looking around, said in a whisper.
“Look. When the time comes, it would be okay to put a spoon on the Cheongwoon Hall. that one prevails The treatment is also good.”
Hearing that the treatment was good, he suddenly thought of Chugong. He said that he would give a hermit in ten days from the upper reaches of the South Sea.
“How much do you pay?”
“I understand that they give you five hundred doors more than Namyang Sangbang. Right now, Sangyang Sangbang is worth one hermit, so you get five hundred more for one.”
“I heard you well.”
I bowed my eyes to the red dotted man and went back to the counter.
Shen Yang-gak, who had been paying attention, cautiously took his luck.
“In the end, the Wolhaseonja touched the Waryongjang.”
"I know. You said you were silent for a long time.”
Rumour has it that Crown Prince Namgung said Waryongjang was next, and it really happened.
It was expected to some extent, but it felt strange when it actually happened.
Just then, Jeom Soi approached.
“Guests, there is an empty seat. Come here.”
Yeon Jeok-ha and Shen Yang-gak sat down at the seats led by Jeom So-yi and ordered simple dishes.
After a while, the food came out and the two ate quietly.
While eating, Sim Yang-gak looked at Yeon-jeok-ha’s face.
After hearing the news of Waryongjang, it was not cool to eat.
He also vaguely knows how Yeonjeokha feels about Waryongjang. It is because there is a story that I heard from the 5 Bon 10 Girls when I was living as a disabled person.
In the end, he couldn't see it, and he implied his luck.
“Confucius, if you feel uncomfortable, how about helping the Qingyunguan and going?”
“Are you trying to water the red room?”
“Wouldn’t it be nice to relax like that?”
"it's okay. What did Hong Bang do to me?”
Seeing Yeon Jeok-ha's hostile appearance, Shen Yang-gak didn't say anything anymore.
But things turned out of nowhere.
There are various types of ronin gathered in Manganhong.
There were people like Lee Chun and Wang Jin-cheong who wanted to go to Cheongwoon Hall, but there were also people who wanted to help Namyang Sangbang. Seo Gap and Hong Moon Gwan are such people.
Seo-gap, who was carefully looking at the sword hanging from Yeonjeok-ha’s waist, whispered to his colleague.
“Hong hyung, that sword house. Where do you think you saw it?”
At Seogap’s words, Hongmungwan turned his gaze to the side.
I saw an antique sword hanging from the waist of the boy sitting next to me.
Certainly, the dragon pattern engraved on the sword case is not unfamiliar.
'huh? That... … .’
Seo Gap and Hong Mun-gwan, who came from Luoyang, were aiming for the upper Namyang. Considering that people who came from Luoyang tended to Cheongun Hall, this is an unexpected choice.
In fact, they would have gone to Cheongwoon Hall if it had not been for the information Seo Gap had recently obtained.
The corner of Hongmungwan's mouth went up.
I once met the warriors of Waryongjang while snooping around Sangbang in Lukyang.
That was definitely the sword that the Yeon clans of Waryongjang carried.
Since he had already decided on the direction of the South Sea, the distinction between his and her peers was clear.
“Hehe, brother Seo. Think carefully about where you saw it. It's obvious that it's a martial art that uses dragon patterns without knowing the subject matter.”
Seo-gap, who thought about something for a moment at his mocking words, tapped the table lightly.
"aha! Waryongjang! Those idiots who believed in the number of heads and walked out as soon as they saw the moon landing?”
Seo-gap's voice was a little high, so the people around him became quiet.
Raising the ransom price is simple.
He just needs to hit the ball or become famous.
At least one hermit in 10 days, as promised by the Southern District, means that.
The money actually received is differentially applied in proportion to the reputation of the ronin.
In the case of the unknown Seo Gap and Hong Moon Gwan, it could be said that they were at the bottom.
Then, I saw someone from Waryongjang, so if this is an opportunity, it's an opportunity.
The forces hostile to Myung-gyo are Jeongui-maeng, Namgung Sei, and Waryongjang. Among them, it was no exaggeration to say that Waryongjang lost its base and scattered disciples, making it a prey.
Seo-gap blatantly glanced at the boy and the old man.
A boy with a sword used by the first disciples of Waryongjang and an old man with a sword.
'That young bastard must be Mr. Yeon who ran away from Waryongjang.'
The reason Waryongjang's disciple came to Namyang must have been to help Cheongun-gwan.
It seems that Seogap and Hongmungwan were not the only ones who had such thoughts.
The eyes of some of the ronin who were chatting with their colleagues became menacing.
Seo-gap, who was elated, continued to speak.
“I heard that the person who disembarked the moon dug up the bones of the Yeonmu Dragon from the tomb and threw them into the poop? Seeing things like that, the Yeons are pretty shameless. How long have you been hurt by the false reputation of being a true moon swordsman? People from Waryongjang are so embarrassed that they can't use the Gucheon Sword... … . evil!"
He stopped talking and grabbed my mouth.
When he finally took his hand away again, there was a piece of pork bone and a broken tooth stuck to his palm.
Seo-gap, who was bleeding profusely from his mouth, jumped up from his seat and shouted.
“What kind of a slut is that!”
Yeonjeokha lightly raised his hand and called for Jeomsoi.
“Give me another pork rib [糖醋排骨]. Very tasty. Do you like it."
“Yes, yes… … .”
In a bloody atmosphere, Jeom So-yi ran away as soon as he received the order.
Hearing the rumors of pork ribs, Seogap turned his gaze to the seat next to him.
That!
On the plate on his table were bones like broken teeth.
“You bastard… … .”
In an instant, Yeonjeokha picked up a bone and threw it lightly.
With the sound of ‘Oops!’, Seo-gap grabbed his mouth with both hands and sat down.
Only then did Hongmungwan, who grasped the situation, jump up and pull out Bakdo.
Yeonjeokha threw the bone again as if it was annoying.
Fuck. Quadang.
Hongmungwan, who was hit on the forehead by a pig bone, rolled his eyes and fell back.
A series of bone attacks quenched his fighting spirit.
Realizing that the boy's martial arts were excellent, he sneaked up to Hongmungwan. He intended to take him and leave this place as soon as possible.
But that's just his wish.
“Hey, come and see.”
Hearing the boy's voice, Seo-gap turned around helplessly.
Looking around, the rongins seem to be engrossed in their meal as if nothing had happened.
‘They are like dogs. I was looking for an opportunity to put a spoon on someone else's table.'
Seo-gap stretched his shoulders and stepped in front of the boy.
And as he was groping his broken tooth with the tip of his tongue, the boy asked.
“What did the Wolhaseonja do at Waryongjang?”
“Aren’t you a disciple of Waryongjang?”
Seo-gap looked at the boy with puzzled eyes.
He knew the waryongjang job better, but I didn't understand why he was asking about it.
“Yeah, no. So answer me well.”
“That black… … .”
“It was beaten and stolen.”
Thinking that the boy was Waryongjang's enemy, Seogap sighed in relief and replied.
“The Wolhaseonja said that he dug a grave for Yeonmu-ryong because he was attending an aide-de-camp. But only bones came out, so I threw them all into the backyard.”
“… … .”
I was speechless for a moment and just stared at the man in a daze.
In fact, he has little affection for his father.
Nevertheless, he felt stuffy at the tip of his stomach as if he had been eating rice cakes.
Seo-gap, who had been watching for a while, cautiously opened his mouth.
“Come on, small hyeop. Can I just go see it?”
“He is a disrespectful person. Are you going to swear as much as you like and just leave?”
“Forgive me!”
Seo-gap hurriedly folded his back.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who looked at his hair for a while, spoke in a low voice.
“I ate a lot of swearing, and I’m full, so I can’t eat anymore. I'm going to throw away the precious food, so leave a piece of hermit.”
"yes? yes, yes thank you."
Seogap Afraid that the boy might change his mind, he offered a silver coin and quickly turned around.
If it was a hermit in exchange for a quarrel between a rongin and a gosu, it would have been eaten cheaply.
If he were that boy, he would have cut off one of his arms.
Seo Gap picked up the fainting Hong Moon-gwan and left the place.
After about 15 minutes (about 15 minutes), Jeom So-yi brought the additional pork ribs he ordered.
Yeon-jeok-ha seemed to have lost his appetite, and he only gnawed at them with chopsticks.
Shen Yang-gak opened his mouth.
"Confucius, I'm going to take the head of that old hag who landed on the moon right away... … .”
"stop."
“… … yes."
“Go and find out where the Cheongwoons gather. What are you doing rather than playing, let’s make some money.”
“Hehe. yes."
Sim Yang-gak jumped up with the answer and approached Red Dot and Tub Seok-buri.
“Do you know where the Cheongun-gwan gathers?”
Lee Chun, who had been watching from earlier, responded quickly.
“They are gathered at the two-day guesthouse.”
“You guys are lucky. If you want to live long, you have to stand in line.”
