80 times. You have to stand in line properly.
But the man with the red dot, Lee Chun, did not retreat.
“The famous religious leaders are the giants of the past. Have you ever seen them do good deeds?”
Even the clumsy Wang Jinqing couldn’t object to those words.
It was true that the pasts of the demons in the famous church were terrible.
“That’s true. Anyway, Cheongungwan is the only one who got tangled up. They got hit in the back of the head by Namyang Sangbang. I wonder if Cheongungwan will also close after Waryongjang.”
Yeonjeokha, who had been sleeping with a languid expression, opened her eyes.
Lee Chun said confidently.
“It’s okay. Since the military officers of Luoyang have come forward to help Cheongungwan, we have a chance of winning.”
“Will they be a match for the Gyeongcheon Swordsman?”
“The Kyungcheon Swordsman will not actively participate in this matter. Would a disciple of the Hwasan Sect help Hong Bang, who is on the side of the famous sect? I heard he is just reluctantly keeping his position.”
“So, shall we go to Cheongungwan?”
“If I say it twice, my mouth will hurt. People who don’t know anything will join Nanyang Sangbang. Just wait and see. Most of the people from Luoyang are from Cheongungwan.”
“Well, I don’t think a famous church would directly get involved in such trivial matters… … .”
“Trust me. Hong Bang is on the side of Yuminggyo, but he is not the core of Yuminggyo. Hong Bang alone cannot handle Cheongungwan and the Luoyang military officers.”
Wang Jinqing nodded at Lee Chun’s confident words.
Ronins must stand in line properly.
If Gyeongcheon Geomgaek is carrying the load, Namyang Sangbang and Hongbang cannot be the opponents of Cheongungwan.
For Yeonjeokha, Waryongjang is an object of love and hate.
Thinking about Baek Mi-ju and her stepbrothers makes her shiver, but she still has some memories of her father. Yeon Mu-ryong may not have taken care of him very well, but at least he didn’t bully him like the others.
Because it was such a famous place, my ears perked up when I heard that it was closed.
Yeonjeokha approached the two ronin.
“Gentlemen, I have a question for you. What do you mean when you say that Waryongjang is closed?”
Lee Chun glanced at the boy who had suddenly barged in.
Judging by his neat attire and the sword hanging from his waist that looks to have some history, he doesn’t seem to be ordinary.
Rather than being offended, he decided to satisfy the other person’s curiosity.
“Not long ago, the Wolha Seonja took over Waryongjang. They killed the Yeon clans that resisted and built a church there.”
“Did all the Yeons who lived there die?”
“The dead are several elders. The mistress fled to Baekgajang, and her sons fled to Yanggajang.”
“ah…….”
Lee Chun said with a sad look on his face when he saw Yeon Jeok-ha’s complicated expression.
“I see you were friends with Waryongjang.”
“Not at all.”
Lee Chun immediately thought so at the boy’s words that he denied it.
To be honest, my friendship with Waryongjang these days is not something to brag about, but rather a flaw.
After Yeonmuryong’s bones were thrown into the sewer, the martial artists were ashamed of Waryongjang.
“By the way, did you come here to get a seat too?”
“No. I was just passing through.”
Lee Chun, who was looking around, spoke in a whisper.
“Look here. When the time comes, it would be a good idea to put your spoon in Cheongungwan. They have the upper hand. The treatment is also good.”
When I heard that the treatment was good, I suddenly thought of Chugong. It was said that Nanyangsangbang gave one nyang of silver every ten days.
“How much do you give?”
“I understand that they unconditionally give you 500 moon more than Namyangsangbang. Since Namyangsangbang is worth one nyang right now, you get one nyang plus 500 moon more.”
“I listened to the story carefully.”
I waved goodbye to the man with the red dot and went back to the cash register.
Sim Yang-gak, who had been observing the situation, cautiously opened his mouth.
“In the end, it was Wolha Seonja who touched Waryongjang.”
“That’s right. I thought you were quiet for a long time.”
Rumor has it that Namgung Se-gae’s next move will be Waryongjang, and it really happened.
It was something I had somewhat expected, but it felt strange when it actually happened.
At that moment, Jeomsoi approached.
“Guys, there is a vacancy. Please come here.”
Yeonjeokha and Simyanggak sat down at the seats that Jeomsoi showed them and ordered simple dishes.
After a while, the food arrived and the two ate in silence.
While eating, Sim Yang-gak kept looking at Yeon Jeok-ha’s face.
Perhaps because I heard the news about Waryongjang, I didn’t feel like eating.
He also vaguely knows what kind of feelings Yeonjeokha has for Waryongjang. This is because he heard stories from the Five Bongsipgeol when he was living as a recluse.
Finally, he couldn’t stand it anymore and quietly gave up.
“Confucius, if you feel uneasy, how about helping Cheongungwan and going?”
“Are you suggesting that we give Hongbang some water?”
“Wouldn’t it be better to go in that spirit?”
“Okay. What did Hong Bang do to me?”
Sim Yang-gak said nothing more at the sight of Yeon-jeok-ha’s dignified appearance.
But things started to go wrong.
There are many different types of ronin gathered in Mangganghong.
There were people like Lee Chun and Wang Jin-cheong who wanted to go to Cheongungwan, but there were also people who wanted to help Namyangsangbang. Seo Gap and Hongmungwan are exactly those people.
Seo Gap, who was looking closely at the sword hanging from Yeonjeokha’s waist, whispered to his colleague.
“Hyung Hong, that sword case. Doesn’t it look familiar?”
Hong Moon-gwan turned his gaze to the side at Seo Gap’s words.
I could see 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’s… … .’
Seo Gap and Hongmungwan from Luoyang were aiming for Nanyangsangbang. Considering that those who came from Luoyang were leaning towards Cheongungwan, this was an unexpected choice.
In fact, they would have gone to Cheongungwan if it weren’t for the information Seo Gap had recently obtained.
The corners of Hongmungwan’s mouth slightly rose.
While wandering around Shangfang in Luoyang, I once met some warriors from Waryongjang.
That is definitely the sword that the Yeon clan of Waryongjang carried.
Since he had already decided to go to Nanyangsangbang, the distinction between self and him was clear.
“Hehe, Seo-hyung. Think carefully about where you’ve seen it. It’s obvious that it’s a muga who uses a dragon pattern without even knowing the topic.”
Seo Gap, who had been thinking about something for a moment at his mocking words, lightly tapped the table.
“Aha! Waryongjang! Those fools who trusted their brains and went all out, but then threw it away the moment they saw Wolha Seonja?”
Seo Gap’s voice was a little loud, so the surroundings became quiet.
It’s easy for a ronin to raise his ransom.
All you have to do is achieve great things or become famous.
The promise of one nyang of silver every ten days at Nanyangsangbang means at least that.
The actual amount of money received is applied differentially in proportion to the Ronin’s reputation.
In the case of Seo Gap and Hongmungwan, who were unknown, they could be said to be at the very bottom.
At that time, I saw someone from Waryongjang, so if this was an opportunity, it was an opportunity.
The forces hostile to the famous religion were the Justice League, Namgung Sega, and Waryongjang. Among them, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Waryongjang had lost his base and his disciples were scattered, making him prey.
Seo Gap looked at the boy and the old man openly.
A boy with a sword and an old man with a sword, used by the great disciples of Waryongjang.
‘That young boy is definitely the Yeon-ssi who ran away from Waryongjang.’
The reason Waryongjang’s disciple came to Nanyang was probably to help Cheongungwan.
It seems that Seo Gap and Hong Moon-gwan are not the only ones who think that way.
The eyes of some of the ronin who were chatting with their colleagues became fierce.
Seo Gap, who was feeling very proud, continued to speak.
“Did Wolha Seonja dig up Yeonmu Ryong’s bones from the tomb and throw them in a sewer? Looking at that, the Yeon clan is really shameless. How much have you been doing with the empty name of True Moon Swordsman? Those from Waryongjang are sold out and can’t use the Nine Heaven Sword… … . Eww!”
He grabbed my mouth without saying a word.
When he finally took his hand away, there was a piece of pig bone and a broken tooth stuck to his palm.
Seo Gap, whose mouth was bleeding profusely, jumped up from his seat and shouted.
“What kind of a 6 o’clock guy is that!”
Yeonjeokha lightly raised her hand and called Jeomsoi.
“Give me one more pork rib [sweet and sour pork rib]. It’s really good. I like it.”
“Yes, yes… … .”
In the tense atmosphere, Jeom So-i ran away as soon as she received the order.
At the mention of pork ribs, Seo Gap turned his gaze to the seat next to him.
That’s it!
On the plate on the table were visible bones that looked like they had been crushed by his own teeth.
“You son of a bitch… … .”
At that moment, Yeonjeokha picked up a bone and threw it lightly.
With a ‘Ah!’ sound, Seo-gap covered his mouth with both hands and sank to the ground.
Only then did Hong Moon-gwan realize the situation and jump up, drawing his sword.
Yeonjeok-ha threw the bone again as if he was annoyed.
Bam. Bang.
Hong Moon-gwan, who had been hit in the forehead by a pig bone, rolled his eyes and fell backwards.
Seo Gap’s fighting spirit died down due to the successive bone attacks.
He realized that the boy’s martial arts skills were outstanding and quietly approached Hongmungwan. He planned to take him with him and leave this place quickly.
But that’s just his wish.
“Hey, come look.”
Seo Gap turned around helplessly at the boy’s voice.
Looking around, the ronin were absorbed in their meal as if nothing had happened.
‘Those bastards. They’re just waiting for an opportunity to put their spoons on someone else’s table.’
Seo Gap walked forward towards the boy, his shoulders slumped.
And while I was feeling the broken tooth with the tip of my tongue, the boy asked.
“What did Wolha Seonja do at Waryongjang?”
“Aren’t you Waryongjang’s disciple?”
Seo Gap looked at the boy with a puzzled look.
I don’t understand why you’re asking that when you probably know more about Waryongjang.
“Yeah, no. So just answer properly.”
“That black… … .”
“I beat him up and took it.”
Seo Gap, who thought that the boy was also Waryongjang’s enemy, let out a sigh of relief and answered.
“They say that the Moonlight Demon dug up Yeonmu-ryong’s grave to inspect the palace. But since only bones were found, they threw everything into the back room.”
“… … .”
For a moment, Yeon-jeok was speechless and just stared blankly at the man.
Actually, I have little affection for my father.
Nevertheless, I felt a stinging sensation at the tip of my tongue, as if I had been bitten while eating rice cake.
Seo Gap, who had been observing for a while, carefully opened his mouth.
“Excuse me, Sohyeop. Can I go now?”
“What a rude person. Are you just going to curse and leave?”
“Please forgive me!”
Seo Gap hurriedly bent his waist.
Yeonjeokha, who had been looking at the top of his head for a moment, spoke in a listless voice.
“I’m full after being scolded so much. I can’t eat any more. Since it’s a waste to throw away the food, I’ll leave you a coin.”
“Yes? Yes, yes. Thank you.”
Seo Gap, fearing that the boy’s mind might change, quickly turned around and gave him a silver coin.
The price a ronin paid for picking a fight with a master was a cheap price of one nyang.
If I were that boy, I would have cut off one of his arms.
Seo Gap picked up the unconscious Hong Moon-gwan and hurriedly left the place.
After about 15 minutes, the pork ribs that Jeomsoi had additionally ordered were brought.
Yeonjeok seemed to have completely lost his appetite and just fiddled with his chopsticks.
Sim Yang-gak, who couldn’t stand to watch, opened his mouth.
“Your Majesty, I will immediately cut off the balls of that old woman from Wolhaseonja… … .”
“stop.”
“……yes.”
“Go and find out where the Cheongungwan is gathering. What are you doing here? Let’s make some money.”
“Hehehe. Yes.”
Sim Yang-gak jumped up with an answer and approached the red dot and the thick beak.
“Do you know where Cheongungwan meets?”
Lee Chun, who had been watching since earlier, answered quickly.
“They are gathered at the Yangil Inn.”
“You are lucky. If you want to live long, you have to stand in line.”
Wuxia,
