Episode 111. I can’t live with that dirty feeling.
He is a fundamentally kind person. He doesn’t get angry over trivial things. I don’t know if it’s because he’s annoyed or because he’s broad-minded, but he’s usually like that.
However, even though he was as soft as tofu, he reacted immediately when he felt that ‘the other person was ignoring him’. At such times, without exception, he would use all his strength to destroy the other person.
The battle for the ranks in the mountains, the battle with the warriors of the upper class, and the fight with Nokrimdo were all like that. Most of those who ignored or mocked him were ruined in body and mind.
I was already in a bad mood after seeing Baek Mi-ju.
But it was absolutely shocking that she was ridiculed by a woman her own age.
“Kikki kick.”
As I was looking at the woman, something hard kept rising up from my lower abdomen.
Every time it passed through my throat, I would have an intermittent cough-like laugh. No matter how hard I tried to suppress it and hold it in, I couldn’t stop laughing.
This whole situation was just hilarious.
This is when Jang Bo-ok and Yang Jin-saeng look at Yeon Jeok-ha with questioning eyes.
Yeonjeok-ha, who had been laughing and shaking his shoulders like a madman, suddenly stopped laughing.
Then he raised his head and muttered while looking at Jang Bo-ok.
“Why do you keep wanting to be crooked?”
“What is he saying now!”
An angry Jang Bo-ok pushed Yang Jin-saeng’s back forward as if telling him to resolve the issue quickly.
This is the moment when Yang Jin-saeng reluctantly opens his mouth.
“Old Man Shim.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“You don’t have to look for a place to stay. I like it here. Just sit down here.”
“Ehhhhhhh. Thank you.”
Simtong, who was far from kind, unconsciously said, “Thank you.” Of course, he meant that he was grateful for the opportunity to cause trouble.
Past habits cannot be changed overnight.
Even though he changed his name, Simtong often had trouble controlling his anger and felt like he was going to die.
At that time, Yeonjeokha’s instructions were like rain after a drought.
If it was him in the past, the seventh floor would already be soaked in blood.
However, it is impossible to dye the bed of the true teacher, Yeonjeokha, with blood.
Simtong walked towards the window and put two tables together. Then he took out a piece of cloth from his closet and laid it lengthwise on the table.
Then it looked like a bed.
He has a goatee with a serious expression that is far from dignified, so he is definitely the owner of an inn.
Yang Jin-saeng, who had been watching with a dumbfounded expression, gestured to his two subordinates.
Two men approached the warrior Simtong.
One of them, Yun Ji-pyeong, reached out as if to grab the old man’s shoulder.
“Old man! This isn’t a tavern!”
At that moment, I lightly tapped the hand of the person who was approaching me with a feeling of pain.
At the gesture that contained his strength, Yoon Ji-pyeong’s arms and even his upper body turned back.
“Ahhh!”
Yoon Ji-pyeong grabbed his shoulder with his other hand and stomped his feet, as if his arm had fallen off.
Chae-Ang.
Another surprised warrior, Yangil, quickly pulled out his sword.
But Yang Il didn’t even have time to swing his sword.
Simtong, who had come up to him like a ghost, hit him in the face with the palm of his hand.
slam.
Kkudangtang.
Yangil fell over onto the table next to him, making a loud noise.
As the bar suddenly turned into a battlefield, the guests and gisaengs rushed to one side to avoid being attacked.
“Ehhhhhhhhhh!”
The seventh floor was filled with the eerie laughter of Simtong.
It was almost like a sound effect.
Those who were weak-willed would collapse in shock at the eerie feeling that seemed to scratch their heads.
Yang Jin-saeng quickly turned his gaze to the boy, knowing that the old man was a master. He was planning to capture him and use him as a hostage while he was at it.
Yang Jin-saeng, who had been waiting for an opportunity, suddenly attacked the boy.
Phew.
Yang Jin-saeng, whose face was hit by Yeon-jeok-ha’s palm, flew backwards.
When the warriors of Tongcheonbang that she trusted fell, Jang Bo-ok quietly hid herself among the gisaengs.
It’s not like I’m just going to leave it at that.
“Ma’am, have you ever stayed at an inn?”
When the boy stared at her, Jang Bo-ok slowly stepped forward. For a moment, she felt a lump in her throat at the sound of the old woman’s voice, which she heard for the first time, but she did not show it.
“Oh, there isn’t any.”
“He brought me a bucket of warm water to wash my hands and feet. And the owner himself did it. I was touched. You should do the same. If you can’t impress me, I won’t leave. The view here is nice, and I really like it. Now that I think about it, if you turn it into a guesthouse, it would probably do well. Trust me.”
“What, a water bottle?”
“Uh. Something warm.”
“So, Sohyeop, is this the 7th floor?”
“I know. The view is nice. Oh! Of course, I’m not saying that I’ll only use it as a guesthouse. I’ll be drinking here sometimes, so please bring me drinks and food then. I’ll calculate the price according to the original price, so it won’t be a loss.”
‘You crazy bastard. It’s a loss to even use this place as a guesthouse.’
Jang Bo-ok was so shocked that she trembled.
Yeonjeokha said as if he understood her feelings.
“Ma’am, don’t worry too much. I’ll just use the window seat as my lodging. You can just accept guests in the other seats. I don’t plan on using the entire seventh floor by myself.”
“So-hyeop, I was wrong. So please forgive me just this once. Who would want to drink with the gisaengs next to So-hyeop while he is sleeping?”
“Madame.”
“yes?”
“Why are you doing this? You said that calculations should be done accurately. I was hurt by what you said. Even doctors can’t cure mental illness. Since you hurt me, you should treat me.”
“… … .”
Jang Bo-ok looked blankly at the boy.
Are you being stubborn to make things difficult for me? Or are you just being really hurt?
Looking at his innocent appearance, I don’t think he’s doing it just to show off.
“I was really happy when I came up here, but you really ruined that feeling. I’m a weak-willed man. Please, please. I think I’ll think of you whenever I see a tall tower. I can’t live with that kind of dirty feeling.”
‘But this kid keeps calling me an auntie.’
It’s good to hear something once or twice, let alone something you don’t like hearing!
Jang Bo-ok, who had been biting her lips, turned around.
I plan to go downstairs and send someone to Tongcheonbang to question him. I told him to send proper soldiers since I can’t do business.
***
Settlement.
Tongcheonbang.
Early evening.
Bubangju Samjeoldokgeom Geum Wonseong had a light drinking party with some of his subordinates at Tongcheon Pavilion.
Just as the mood was heating up, someone came running across the garden.
He was a man who belonged to a miscellaneous group because he lacked skills.
The warriors of Tongcheonbang were divided into the first, second, third, and miscellaneous ranks according to their skills. The miscellaneous ranks were the lowest ranks and were often mobilized for tasks such as running errands or collecting money.
Geum Won-seong locked eyes with a man whose name he didn’t even know.
“What’s going on?”
“Huh! Huh! Two men are causing a commotion at Jeongjujeilru. The owner is making a fuss to resolve this quickly.”
“There must be three-tier kids there?”
“All three are being held by them.”
“What? Are you caught?”
“yes.”
“Crazy, what kind of people are they?”
“I don’t know. They seemed like they came from another country since no one knew them.”
“Wow! Those foreigners dare come to Jeongju and cause trouble?”
Jeongju is an uninhabited city.
If you add the Jeongsa-pa Muga, Mu-ga, and Bang-hoi, the number exceeds a hundred. No wonder there is a saying, “Do not show off your martial arts in Jeongju!”
At that moment, the third-ranking priest Won Jushin, who had been present, suddenly stood up.
“My lord, I will take the remaining five children and take care of it.”
“Tch! Solve this before the other factions find out. What a disgrace.”
“Yes, I’ll be right back before the alcohol cools down.”
Wonjushin imitated Guan Yu from Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
“Haha! Won Danju. This is why I like Won Danju. I’ll be waiting.”
After Wonju Shin showed his gratitude, he left the place.
And after half an hour (one hour)?
Masam, a man belonging to that group, rushed in, out of breath.
“Gasp! Gasp! Oh my, I’m dying. Lord Bubang! The original owner, the original owner… … .”
As the man stuttered, Geum Won-seong got angry and threw his glass while swearing.
“You idiot! Can’t you speak properly?”
puck.
The wine glass hit Masam’s forehead and shattered.
Blood flowed down from his forehead, but Masam didn’t even dare to wipe it away.
“Yes, yes, the head of the group was hit by those guys and passed out.”
“What did those guys who went together do!”
“They all fell together. It happened in the blink of an eye.”
“What! These fucking dogs… … .”
Geum Won-seong, who was trembling, gave an order to the men who were drinking with him.
“Tell Dan Il-dan to come and take care of him right now! No, tell him to bring Il-dan here! I need to see what kind of people would do such a brazen thing.”
“yes!”
The men left Tongcheon Pavilion in a hurry.
Geumwonseong was left alone in Tongcheon-gak, pondering the true identity of those people.
But what if a person who has settled down there doesn’t know?
There is a limit to the amount of guesswork that can be done with just the information that there are two people.
In the end, he decided to wait for a while until Dan Seok-cheon caught them.
Knock, knock, knock, knock.
Geum Won-seong’s face distorted as he turned his head at the sudden sound of footsteps.
A man from the sack was running towards me, sweating profusely.
My heart sank.
Looking at the man’s tearful expression, it seemed like he knew without even having to hear it. Dan Seok-cheon and Il-dan, whom he trusted, had also been hit. I mean, Il-dan, the best armed group in Tongcheonbang.
Geum Won-seong got up from his seat and checked his weapons.
I think I need to find the ark where I’m meeting with the elder of the Sakpunghoe.
***
The nights of Jeongju are managed by the Sakpunghoe.
For that reason, the Sapa masters would hang out with the Sakpunghoe masters whenever they had time.
That is also the reason why Cheonmun Gwang, who is the Tongcheonbang Bangju Talmyeongsu, has been locked in the room since early evening.
But the time when I didn’t want to be disturbed was broken.
The sudden visit from Bubangju Geumwonseong made an absurd remark.
“Are two unidentified guys causing a ruckus at Jeongjujeilru? Not only Wonjushin but even Danseokcheon are all destroyed?”
“yes.”
“How many people have been affected in total?”
“… … I’m twenty-five.”
“Huh! Twenty-five people were defeated by just two guys?”
“I’m sorry.”
Geum Won-seong lowered his head.
Im Tae-geun, the elder of the Sakpunghoe and the dark spirit of the spirit world who was listening from the side, said something.
“If the first and third levels of the Cheonbangju and Tongcheonbang were hit… … . They would be no ordinary master. Maybe… … .”
Tae-Geun Lim trailed off.
He thought, ‘It might have something to do with the Chilpaemun or the Yumingyo.’
Even though Tongcheonbang knows about Sapara, that is only true in Jeongju. Compared to Chilpaimon or Yumyeonggyo, it was like a firefly in front of a candle.
‘Since the Jeongpa masters won’t cause a fuss in Giru, it might be the famous sect… … .’
Im Tae-geun wasn’t the only one who thought that way.
Cheon Moon-kwang glanced at Im Tae-geun.
“Elder Lim, perhaps this problem may not end with just Tongcheonbang. Would you like to go together?”
“Let’s do that. We can decide whether to say hello or get a haircut after meeting each other.”
“Thank you.”
Cheon Moon-kwang thought that he had treated Im Tae-geun well. He felt that he could compete with Im Tae-geun even if he was a famous master.
Wuxia,
