Episode 51. Don’t Blame Me
Gumilbokgyeom Simyanggak turned around with a sinking feeling in his heart and shook his head vigorously.
“doesn’t exist.”
In Sapa, age is just a number, so people treat each other with respect, as if they were their ancestors. Since he himself had been speaking informally to the elderly since he was young, it was as natural as breathing.
“Why did you come here?”
“just…….”
Sim Yang-gak watched Yeon Jeok-ha’s expression.
Strangely, whenever I watch Yeonjeokha these days, I am reminded of my past self. When I was that age, I lived as if I was the master of the world.
However, Yeonjeokha’s future will be incomparably different from his current self. The life he has lived with all his might will be extremely miserable.
“Why is the old man alive?”
Sim Yang-gak answered Yeon-jeok-ha’s sudden question in a grumpy tone.
“Hehehe, I live for the fun of stealing, hitting, and killing. Isn’t that what Nokrim is supposed to be like?”
“That’s why you hear the sound of the horn.”
“Those who call Nokrimdo heroes are all hypocrites.”
Yeonjeokha tilted her head.
For some reason, it seemed like Sim Yang-gak was angry because ‘people don’t curse in front of me.’
“You don’t curse at me in front of me either.”
“that…….”
Sim Yang-gak tried to refute the claim, but he felt embarrassed and kept his mouth shut.
It may have been like that at first, but it’s not like that at all now.
But I didn’t really feel the need to make excuses. Unlike before, these days I have a stronger sense that it doesn’t matter what happens. I don’t know why that is.
Suddenly, I wondered why my rival, Sim Yang-gak, was left in the mountain village.
After the people he used to hang out with left for Jeokpungchae, he always walked around alone. It doesn’t seem like he was talking behind people’s backs. If he had been, people would have been swarming around him.
“Why didn’t you go to Jeokpungchae?”
“Even if you go, it’ll be cold rice. Those who have moved by now will hit the ground. If they knew that I was paying them three nyangs a month here.”
“For someone who thinks like that, your face looks full of complaints?”
“No complaints. Just… … .”
“only?”
Yeonjeokha looked at Simyanggak intently.
A sigh escaped from Sim Yang-gak’s mouth as he hesitated for a moment.
“Ha! It’s a silly reason, but do you want to know?”
“If you don’t want to talk, then just leave it. I don’t intend to force you to listen. We’re not that close, are we?”
When Yeonjeokha drew the line, Simyanggak spoke hurriedly.
“Oh, no. I’ll tell you everything. Actually, after realizing that I’ve been living like a frog in a well all this time, I’ve become indifferent to anything I do.”
“The fun of stealing, hitting, and killing has faded?”
“It became a little like that.”
“This is it. I don’t know whether to say it’s good or bad.”
Sim Yang-gak ignored Yeon Jeok-ha’s teasing.
I unconsciously mixed in some honorifics as I was struck by Sim Yang-gak’s unusual appearance.
“Hey, Mr. Frog. Do old people like you have dreams too?”
“… …Because the heart doesn’t age.”
“So you’re still young at heart?”
“Yes, it seems like only yesterday that I was with Brother Yeon. Even though my body has grown old.”
“Pfft! So what’s your dream?”
“I am going beyond my own limitations.”
“Do you know how to jump?”
“yes.”
Yeonjeokha tilted her head at the unexpected answer.
What is this? Most people are worried because they don’t know how to do it.
“If you know, why don’t you jump over it?”
“Because it’s not something I can do alone.”
“Who needs help?”
“yes.”
Sim Yang-gak stared intently at Yeonjeok-ha.
“Could that be me?”
“Isn’t that okay?”
Sim Yang-gak bit his lip.
While talking to Yeonjeokha, he realized what he really wanted. Seeing the rapid growth of Oh Bong-sip-geol, he thought, ‘It’s worth a try.’
It only took one year for the five Bong Shib Geol to become a high-level master.
Unlike those beginners, he has a rich understanding and experience of martial arts. Even if he experiences scattered achievements, he will quickly recover from his hasty martial arts.
If you can get over that hurdle, you can go higher.
Of course, this is only possible if Yeon-Jeok-Ha gives permission.
“Hmm!”
Yeonjeokha looked up and down Simyanggak with an ambiguous expression.
It’s not that I don’t like him because he’s a famous madura. After all, the five thugs were all equal. You can’t say that he’s kinder than the guy who killed ten people just because he killed one!
Since he is seriously talking about youth at his old age, I would like to help him out a little.
‘Can Simyanggak make white porcelain?’
The Oh Bong-sip-geol were new to internal energy and accepted Baekja Gu-gyeol well. However, unlike them, Sim Yang-gak was a madou who had been learning the internal energy of the Sa-pa for a long time.
The right and the left are like water and oil, they do not want to mix. No, not only do they not get along, they even fight and destroy each other.
“The internal energy you learned and the internal energy I learned won’t mix, right?”
“I am prepared to suffer the consequences. If I learn it, my internal energy will surely be lost.”
“It’s not hard to teach them if they want to. But if the results turn out badly later, don’t blame me. I didn’t force them to learn it.”
“That is a given. If you teach me, I will never forget your kindness for the rest of my life.”
“I don’t believe a word thieves say. And even if they say they’ve lived their whole lives, it seems like you’ve already lived your whole life.”
“Well, still… … .”
“Okay, I have a condition. If you agree, I will teach you right now.”
“Please tell me. I will do whatever you say. As long as it doesn’t mean I die right now.”
“It’s not that difficult. Just don’t do anything that hits me in the back of the head.”
“I will never betray you, Brother Yeon. If by any chance I do something worse than a dog, you may kill me. Please kill me.”
“Oh, it seems like you’re misunderstanding something. Betrayal is something that deserves death. Who would make that a condition?”
“Yes? Then?”
“Back of the head means something different. For example, if the old man did something, and people curse at me as a result of that. In other words, if I didn’t do anything, but I get cursed at because of something the old man did, that’s called back of the head.”
“ah!”
Only then did Sim Yang-gak understand what Yeon Jeok-ha was talking about.
In short, it was saying, ‘Don’t do anything that will be a nuisance to him.’
It may seem trivial, but to Simyanggak, it was more difficult to protect than anything else in the world. Where in the world is there a Nokrimdo that is not cursed!
Of course, I am not unaware of Yeonjeokha’s feelings.
It was like the teacher getting scolded for something his student did.
If Yeonjeokha had been the same Madu, he would have nodded without hesitation. After all, his master praised him every time he committed an evil deed.
The problem is the identity of Yeonjeokha.
He was self-willed, but he didn’t act like a villain. It’s true that he was extremely violent, but he was gentle as long as no one bothered him.
Yeonjeokha stared at Simyanggak, who was struggling, and asked.
“Are you worried that you won’t be able to enjoy the three pleasures of life?”
The three evils mentioned here mean stealing, beating, and killing.
Sim Yang-gak gritted his teeth and answered.
“No. I thought about what I could do that wouldn’t bother Brother Yeon.”
To be honest, even the Samrak that Yeonjeokha talks about is now dull. I don’t know if it’s because I’m old or if I’ve fallen into a sense of helplessness after living with Yeonjeokha.
“So what’s the answer?”
“I’ll do it.”
“If you hit me in the back of the head, I’ll take away everything I’ve gained from Baekjagugyeol.”
It’s a scary statement that says they’re going to close the internal energy.
If you take one limb, you can recover as much as you want. However, if you lose your internal energy, it’s over. It’s like the Simyanggak.
For the numerous Madou, it was like a death sentence.
“Yes! Please teach me!”
Shim Yang-gak made a decision out of a sense of crisis that he might be caught by the Five Bongsipgeols if he continued like this. He never wanted to become a fool like Huang Yeo-myeong.
“Okay, let’s sit down.”
At Yeonjeokha’s words, Simyanggak immediately sat down cross-legged.
“The name of this method is ‘Nine Heavenly Mysterious Woman’. Nine Heavenly Mysterious Woman said, ‘Place your mind in one place, do not do anything, and do not try to do anything [九天玄女 曰 置心一庫, 無事不翔]’… … .”
First of all, I recited the Baekja Gugyeol.
Surprisingly, Sim Yang-gak memorized the Baekja Gu-gyeol after hearing it three times.
Compared to the five men who were groaning for half a day, should I say that he is an old man?
The white porcelain, whose curiosity was aroused, recited more.
Sim Yang-gak, who had been repeating it for about half an hour with his eyes closed, even memorized that.
Yeon-jeok, who was curious about how far he could go, continued to teach him the nine steps of the ‘Nine Thousand-Yeo-Il-Jin-Gyeong’.
By the time the sun was setting, Sim Yang-gak had memorized a whopping three hundred characters. However, he was unable to memorize a single character beyond that. It was as if something invisible was blocking his vision.
Sim Yang-gak, who had memorized three hundred characters without hesitation, hit his head in frustration. But it was no use. After memorizing three hundred characters, his mind became as empty as a blank sheet of paper.
“Old man, I think that’s it, so I’ll stop practicing now.”
“Oh, yes.”
Sim Yang-gak didn’t press him to do more.
I climbed the mountain at lunchtime and spent the whole half day just memorizing it. Now it was time to learn it with my body.
He closed his eyes and calmed his breathing.
My heart fluttered as I thought I had finally mastered the art of ascension.
Sim Yang-gak recited the three hundred character sutra and slowly entered into a state of breathing rhythm.
Yeonjeokha looked at Simyanggak with curious eyes.
To him who didn’t have much knowledge of martial arts, everything was new. O Bong-sip-geol didn’t know how to use Un-gi-to-nap, so he had to teach him in detail. However, Sim Yang-gak seemed to have already entered the state of meditation during the first training session.
Cheonjisangin said, ‘There are four stages of Yun-gi-jo-sik: Pung (風), Cheon (天), Gi (氣), and Sik (息).’
If the breath hangs at the tip of the nose, it is pung. If the sound of breathing is not audible but the inhalation and exhalation are interrupted, it is cheon. If the breathing is not interrupted but is not shallow, it is qi. If you cannot tell whether you are breathing or not, it is sik.
The Five Bong Ten Heroes entered the ceremony stage only after the long journey of the Green Forest Competition was over.
However, Sim Yang-gak is able to do it on the first day he learns the Nine Thousand-Yeo-Il-Jin-Gyeong. Is it because he originally learned internal energy? He is very different from the Five Bong-Sip-Gyeol.
This kind of person is Madurai of Sapa. Life is truly unpredictable.
Yeonjeok had to stay by Sim Yang-gak’s side, who had suddenly become a chosen one. However, soon after, Sadal arose.
Sim Yang-gak’s face became distorted in an ugly way, and his upper body began to tremble.
‘Tsk! Looks like the air power is dissipating.’
I kind of expected it, but it must be really painful.
I thought that things would get better after some time had passed. Since Sim Yang-gak, who was well-versed in martial arts, was doing it of his own free will, there was no way anything could go wrong!
But that wasn’t the end of it.
Suddenly, dark red blood flowed out of Sim Yang-gak’s eyes, nose, and mouth.
Bleeding during training?
It’s too much to call it a side effect of the mountain work.
I was embarrassed and in a bad mood, but I couldn’t do anything for him.
“Cough! Gulp! Gulp!”
In the end, Sim Yang-gak vomited blood and fell to the side.
There is only one case where a person vomits blood and collapses during a fast.
‘No way, is it a coin?’
Yeonjeok hurriedly picked up Simyanggak and ran down the mountain.
***
Hagachon
Summer’s room.
Three men sit with stern faces around Sim Yang-gak, who is lying unconscious. Ha Seon-woo, a member of the Hagai Hall, Chae Ju, and Yeon-jeok Ha-da.
Ha Seon-woo, who had been feeling Simyang-gak’s pulse for about 15 minutes, spoke cautiously.
“All eight of the meridians are damaged. It’s a serious injury that would leave an ordinary person unable to move. It’s unlikely that he will recover because of his age.”
Wuxia,
