Episode 105. Don’t hit me with candy.
Not all beggars are the same.
For example, the beggars of the open world learned martial arts by begging, and they moved around together like a breakwater.
The headquarters of the Open Government was in Nanjing, but branch offices were set up in each large city to manage the beggars.
Of course, there are also differences in openness in the opening.
The opening ceremony is also held by the elders of the opening ceremony, who are also the beggars.
So Gwang-gae was a disciple of Chui Geul Shingae and was an eccentric man whose name included the character “Gwang”.
Of course, it would be normal if no one said anything even if you stepped on it with your foot, not just with a bowl.
But I got scolded for just hitting someone on the head with a bucket. And that was from a completely new kid.
When the little beggar showed his hostility, three large beggars on his left and right also glared at him.
Yeonjeokha said while looking at Sogwanggae with indifferent eyes.
“Does a proud person hit a child? Where does a person with no money and no pride get his mouth to open up?”
“No, but who did that little brat keep hitting? He hit the kid on the head with a bucket… … .”
“Did you push it?”
As the boy continued to bite and hang on, the dog barked.
“You son of a bitch! You’re making a fuss about who hit whom! Yes, I hit him! So what are you going to do? Are you that idiot’s family member? How dare you point out something so irresponsible!”
The little dog went out proudly because he was the protector of the beggars.
“Don’t hit a child who can’t even resist just because you’re taking responsibility. If you take care of him and hit him whenever you want, is that taking responsibility? Is that taking responsibility?”
Yeonjeokha glared at her opponent.
As I looked at the young beggar, I remembered the past when I was beaten. That made me even angrier.
“Then you, the smart one, take her. If you don’t have the confidence to take responsibility, then don’t blabber. I hate people who just talk and blabber the most. Do you understand?”
As he spoke, the little dog brought its face close to the boy’s.
Usually, if you provoke him to this extent, the other person will either get sick of the smell and retreat, or pull out their sword. What So-Gwang-Gae wanted right now was for the boy to pull out his sword. The bigger the situation gets, the more money he can extort from the other person.
slam!
The head of the goblin turned around with a sharp sound.
In an instant, So-Gwang-Gae and the three beggars around him froze like stone statues. They had never seen So-Gwang-Gae get beaten like this in broad daylight.
Even the martial artists of Gaebong rarely touch Sogwanggae. This is not only because Sogwanggae’s martial arts skills are excellent, but also because they are afraid of the drunkard god behind him.
If you look closely, it was because of that confidence that So-Gwang-Gae showed his face without any plan.
A swear word burst out of the angry dog’s mouth.
“This crazy kid!”
slam!
At the same time, the head of the hawk turned to the opposite side.
The dog, who was about to have a seizure due to shame, suddenly stepped back.
‘What the fuck?’
No matter how much I let my guard down, I got hit in the face twice.
This means that the opponent is not an ordinary nobleman.
Now I had to give up the idea of clinging to them like a water ghost and trying to extort money from them.
“I am a madman of openness. Who are you?”
“Why? Are you finally coming to your senses now that it’s true?”
“He asked who I was.”
The little dog glared at the boy and gritted his teeth.
How dare you hit your own cheek?
Even the master, Chui Geul Shingae, did not do that.
Moreover, So Gwang Gae was almost at a loss because he had been treated so badly in front of his subordinates.
“Why would someone who hits children know my name?”
The trembling little dog shouted at the beggars.
“You guys are out!”
He pushed back the three beggars and slowly lifted the baton.
Boom boom boom-.
As the hawk began to move in earnest, the sound of a swarm of wasps flying could be heard.
Then, a bong called a tagubong fell on Yeonjeokha’s head.
Booooow-.
Chirit.
There was a brief sound of the sword being pulled out of its sheath.
And the broken club fell between So Gwang Gae and Yeon Jeok Ha.
Knock knock knock.
“Huh!”
An urgent scream burst out of the little dog’s mouth.
The sword of the opponent who had cut the club was already touching the Adam’s apple.
I only saw the sword being drawn once, so how did the baton get torn to pieces?
So Gwang Gae couldn’t believe what was happening to him.
His dark, dark club is made of black iron wood, making it impervious to swords.
“Say it again. Who says anything is possible with just mouth?”
“Cow, cow, they all said that about me. I beat up a child, and I’m the one who only killed the snout. Please don’t kill me. Huh? Hehe.”
“… … .”
As Yeonjeok-ha stared at him intently, So-gwang-gae became even more angry.
Crunch.
He spoke briefly, his sword drawn like a flash of lightning.
“Bring the kid.”
“Yes? Yes, yes.”
The mad dog lowered its tail, befitting its name as a mad beggar. Seeing that, it seems that the saying that even crazy things are done after considering the opponent is true.
The adult beggars who had gathered together brought the little beggar in front of Yeonjeokha.
Yeonjeokha asked the boy.
“Kid, are you going to continue living here and getting beaten? Or will you follow me?”
The little boy hesitated, perhaps embarrassed.
“Don’t be afraid of those beggars. Do whatever you want.”
“… … Are you going to live here?”
Yeonjeokha carefully examined the boy’s up and down.
Although he was a bit shaky, his health didn’t seem that bad.
“Okay. Go ahead.”
Even though Yeonjeok-ha motioned for the boy to go, the boy did not move.
The hesitant little boy spoke in a crawling voice.
“… …Please give me just one penny.”
He took out a silver coin from his bosom and put it in the little boy’s hand.
“thank you!”
The little boy bowed with his back broken, then ran to the other beggars, squealing.
So Gwang Gae approached Yeon Jeok Ha, who was blankly staring at the child’s back.
“Excuse me, Your Majesty, I guess I should go now… … .”
“I said it was a lighthouse.”
“yes.”
“Children don’t even hit with candy (fruit candy).”
“Yes, yes. I will keep that in mind.”
Yeonjeok-ha, who had been glaring at So-gwang-gae, walked away with a stomping motion.
Gucheonnodo Simtong followed behind him with quick steps.
The little dog squatted down and began picking up the pieces of the club that had been cut into pieces.
One of the beggars asked in a low voice.
“What should I do with those two?”
“Are you asking because you don’t know? Leave the kids alone. And look into what kind of people they are.”
“yes.”
A few beggars disappeared from the scene.
After a while, So Gwang Gae, who was holding a piece of the club and examining it, tilted his head.
No matter how you look at it, this isn’t something that can be cut into four pieces with one swing of a knife.
‘who are you…….’
***
A land god shrine outside of Gaebong.
An old beggar who looked to be in his sixties was examining the severed pieces of a hammer by turning them around. He was the master of Sogwanggae and the master of Gaebong.
“Huh! I don’t get it at all. Is it true that the sword slashed your sword into four pieces?”
“That’s right. Would I talk nonsense to you at this age?”
“A bastard with no brains did this?”
“Yes. Ask me a few times. Don’t just fiddle with it like you’re kneading a dead child’s balls, just tell me what happened.”
“Hmm, hmm, that guy is in a hurry. This is a typical sword that cuts down a castle at the same time.”
“All at once?”
“Yeah. All at once.”
“You’re still young, how is that possible?”
“Inseok. If the blood runs out on your head, you will die.”
“Master, I’m not joking. That guy looked way younger than me.”
“Strength does not come in age. Don’t you think so just by looking at you guys? You are one of the more powerful people among the later indexes. There are more than a few people who are older than you but are still subordinates.”
“Someone like me is strong enough to be understood. That guy really looked like a brat. You should have seen him too, Master… … .”
As So-Gwang-Gae spoke with a serious expression, a slurred voice flowed out of Chu-Geol-Sing-Gae’s mouth.
“Hmm!”
It certainly doesn’t make sense considering the age.
This level of swordsmanship is only possible with someone of the level of a military swordsman (the head of the Uicheonmun). Not only the Chilpaimun, but no other sect would be able to produce such a master in their teens.
“If you care that much, then release all the beggars in Gaebong and dig up the trail.”
“Mobilize everyone?”
“Yeah. All of them.”
The drunkard’s gaze turned to the severed baton.
It’s creepy to look at the black ironwood cut into even lengths.
‘Could he possibly be a master of a famous religion?’
Other than the supernatural powers of famous religions, nothing came to mind.
The supernatural powers of a famous religion seemed much more plausible than a far-fetched hypothesis like Banrohwandong.
‘If a famous church had raised such a young master… … .’
It would not be an exaggeration to say that this era was the dark age of martial arts.
Gaebong is a group created to prevent beggars from starving or being beaten to death. They sometimes go in groups and commit acts of extortion to extort money, but they never commit evil deeds.
Although he is being criticized by the noble sects of the Justice Alliance, he lives in harmony.
So, the drunkard wished that the unidentified boy had nothing to do with the famous religion.
“And Inma, why did you hit a child and make him like this? Did I teach you by hitting you? Why did you beat a child when you didn’t even get hit yourself!”
“Oh, really! I didn’t hit him! He was just standing there blankly, so I lightly hit his head with the bucket. It made a little sound, but it wasn’t painful.”
“Hey, you annoying punk! They say you can live with a fox, but not with a bear. What good do you think you’ve done to hit a six-year-old’s head with a bucket and then play with your mouth? Your head is made of stone, so it won’t hurt. If I hear you hit a kid again, I’ll break your leg club!”
“Wow! This is so unfair. Just a little bit with a bowl… … . It was just a little bit like that… … .”
“That bear-like guy is still a bit much. He told me not to hit him with candy, right? If he tells you not to, don’t do it! If you get caught doing it later, don’t you know that your arms and legs could be cut off like that!”
When the drunkard got really angry, So-Gwang-Gae slowly lowered his eyes.
Well, he was the kind of guy who told me not to even hit him with candy, so I didn’t know what would happen back then.
***
The speech of the eastern part of Luoyang.
Wolha Church.
Late at night.
Two middle-aged women sat across from each other at a table. They were Wolha Seonja, the head of Wolha Church, and Baek Miju, who had secretly visited her.
The Wolha Seonja looked at the eight-legged sermon and the white rice wine on the table alternately with strange eyes. It was the first time in the history of the famous religion that this had been offered to the Jeongpa Muga.
“Did you say white rice wine?”
“yes.”
“Do you know what this thing is used for?”
“I don’t know. But the person in charge said that if I take this, I can ask for money or a wish… … .”
A strange smile appeared on Wolhaseonja’s lips.
“Haha. I will teach you specifically how to use that item. If you still want to make an offering after hearing it, I will grant your wish.”
Wuxia,
