Chapter 551
That night, six young men and women secretly escaped from Hanam. The two clinked glasses in the pavilion bathed in moonlight.
Brilliant.
A drinking glass being broken with an unmistakable and clear sound. The king of fire, Jeokcheongang, who poured alcohol into his mouth at once, fainted.
“Drinking tastes bad today.”
Maijonghak, who was sitting across from him, smiled.
“Looks like the red girl doesn’t suit you.” “I don’t know. My throat has been sharp and my tongue has been bitter since before. Could it be that the alcohol was poisoned?
It’s something no one else would ever say, even as a joke.
It was possible because it was really Jeokcheongang, and it was a story that could be laughed over because the other person was Maejonghak.
“To think I poisoned the enemy Daehyeop. Could it be that But I’ll try again later.”
“Please read carefully and write. Now you have the confidence to endure intangible poison.”
“Oh, then I’ll try my best to find out.”
Jeokcheongang replied unevenly.
“I am afraid. Anyone who hears it will know you’re serious.”
“Oh, were you kidding me? I again.”
no way?
Seeing Maijonghak nodding his head as if he had finally realized it, Jeokcheongang felt cold.
Have you seen such a crazy old man?’ Only the appearance has become younger, but in the insane part, it is the same as it was 40 years ago or now.
Well, it was a fact that you could tell just by looking at him without having to go far.
‘If you plant beans, beans grow, anyway, the teacher or the disciple… … At that moment, the hand of Jeokcheongang, who was refilling the glass, shook.
‘Be a disciple.’
The face of a middle-aged man with a bitter expression is reflected on the overflowing liquor.
Jeokcheongang, who was staring at his familiar yet unfamiliar self, suddenly opened his mouth.
“Nothing will happen, will it?” Maijonghak asked as he refilled his wine glass.
“Are you concerned?” “What are you worried about! If the company has exceeded the terms and conditions, I should go my own way. I’m at an age where it wouldn’t be strange to start a family.” He tried to scream loudly, but the taste of Jeokcheongang’s mouth was still bitter. It was because I remembered the face of someone who would be leaving for the south by now.
And Mai Jong Hak did not miss the emotion that flashed across his face.
“I couldn’t have gone far.”
Jeokcheongang replied bitterly to the words he gave as if possessed.
“… … We’ve already said goodbye, but what will we do if we see each other again? Only my feet are heavy.”
“I guess that’s what I heard.”
“So, what is the answer?”
“Hmm? What do you mean?”
“Is this nobleman deaf since he became the leader? That…… didn’t you ask me earlier?”
Jeokcheongang, who had been tinkering with the glass, cautiously continued.
“Nothing will happen. yes?”
After thinking about something for a while, Maijonghak replied.
“Maybe, maybe not.” “……Are you saying that now?” “For once, you’re right. These are the words I just said.” “Damn it. You must be crazy and crazy. Can’t anyone give an answer like that?” “Then, as the Murim lord, find the appropriate answer. The appropriate answer!” Mae Jong-hak smiled at the appearance of the Jeokcheongang, who was suddenly furious.
“He’ll do just fine. Just like he always has.” “Are you serious?” “of course. Without faith, why would Hwaryonggak be entrusted with such an important task?” Jeokcheongang opened his mouth in a much softer voice.
“Have you prepared any contingency plans?”
“Eunyeonggak’s eyes and ears are all over the world. Nanman is no exception.”
U W “It’s because it’s the fastest and surest way to send Hwaryonggak to southern Manchuria. Oh, the time is running out to raise an army right away.” The current size of the Murim League was by no means small compared to the previous period of Jeongmadae, no, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was more than that.
Shaolin Temple and Sichuan Gate and several other sects suffered great damage, but none of the castles belonging to the nine states, which can be said to be the realm of the sect, have yet to collapse. It was material.
And Hwaryonggak, led by Jin Tae-gyeong, could be said to be one of the few groups that the Murim Maeng could confidently present.
“O” ?■百.
But no matter what he said, Jeokcheongang’s anxiety did not disappear.
Maijonghak muttered in a voice the size of an ant to him who stared at the glass without saying anything.
“I have the most solid support.”
“huh? What did you say?”
“It’s nothing. It was just talking to myself.”
“How dare you deceive anyone! I must have heard what he was saying with my own ears!”
“Fix it up and have a drink, then I’ll think about it.”
Jeokcheongang, who was staring at Maejonghak, grumbled.
“What are you trying to keep feeding me tasteless alcohol?”
“Enemy confrontation.”
“Why?”
Mae Jong-hak stared at Jeokcheon-gang, who responded bluntly, with deep eyes.
“You have already eaten five dongs of that tasteless wine.”
“I’ve been drinking for the sixth time now.”
“Let’s drink first.”
Jeokcheongang, who quietly shut his mouth, tilted his glass.
The liquor that went down his throat with fragrant incense was not as bitter as he had said. The soft moonlight fell on his face as he leaned back with his glass.
‘Where do you want to be down there?’ heartless bastard But before leaving, I’ll show you my face at least once.
The mutterings that I heard in my heart dispersed along with the blows from somewhere within me.
All right. All right.
The old horse’s steps were slow, and the rice straw that tightly wrapped around the body was cold and stinging.
Outside the carriage, the voices of the salesmen and people were slowly fading away.
‘Did he get out?’ The moment that thought popped into my mind. Someone’s whisper pierced my ears.
“Chief. I want to poop.”
Hyuk Moo-jin, this madman has become sick and self-absorbed up to this point.
Now, since we have to reduce movement as much as possible, suppression by force is impossible. I suppressed my voice as much as I could and shouted.
“You madman. I bought it beforehand.”
“I’m nervous. I’m nervous.”
“Then hold on, you bastard.”
“Why are you swearing? I can’t say anything.”
“You don’t look like you’re cursing, right now? If it’s cheap here, how about the smell?”
Even if I fart with the blanket over me, I get cursed at, but I want to refuse even if I die to see such an unfortunate incident happen in a situation where we are buried in rice straw together.
“I’ve been thinking about it. Wouldn’t it be easier to pass the checkpoint if I just wrapped it up?” “Die, please die.” “sorry. I’ve been patient enough, but I don’t think I can. I guess I’ve come this far.” “Hey, Mujin. wait for a sec. Wait a minute.” “I’ll accept the guilt later.” no! It’s a dog!
It was the moment when I, stricken with fear, was about to get up with a camouflage and nabal.
“I passed the central street of Luoyang. It’s a deserted mountain road, so you can come out for a while.” “Huh!” “Puha!” Pasasak!
Hyukmujin, which has come out through the rice straw, rushes toward the grassy forest. Having saved my life standing on the edge of a cliff, I bowed my head in succession toward the savior.
“thank you. I will live kindly. thank you.”
“It seems that Hyuk So-hyeop was in a hurry, perhaps because the inspection took time. I’m glad I’m not late.”
familiar voice. But the grinning woman’s face was unfamiliar.
Under the moonlight pouring through the tall tree branches, the freckles and loose skin on both cheeks stood out.
‘It’s amazing to look at.’ It was only the facial features and minor parts that changed, but that alone completely changed the impression.
The woman who noticed my gaze, Joo Hwa-ran, touched her face.
“Oh, did I change a bit?”
“yes. Are your eyes still intact?”
A smile flashed across her beautiful dark blue eyes.
“That’s because it’s not something that can be done with a noodle. If it wasn’t for Song Dangju, it would have been difficult to find a noodle like this right now.” Song Il-seom, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, added calmly.
“It’s nothing special. It’s just a tool I learned to live with.” “It’s great for a catch, isn’t it?” “It’s empty anyway, but first of all, thank you for the compliment.” He’s also quite a crooked guy, to be honest.
The face of Joo Hwa-ran, who became a completely different person, was the skill of Song Il-seom.
I knew at least that he was a guy who had lived through childbirth from the bottom up, but I didn’t know that he would have learned how to make noodles.
‘He’s more useful than I thought?’ It is clear that the various experiences I have acquired while living as a writer will be of great help in the future.
Deeply admiring Song Il Island, I opened my eyes wide at a sudden thought.
“for a moment. But why don’t you have mine?”
If there was a cotton ball, wouldn’t there be no reason to carry it like luggage with a ticking time bomb next to it that could explode at any moment?
Songil Island clicked its tongue at the sight of me expressing my regret.
“Each person has different features, so it takes a few days to set the frame. But how can you even make yours in such a short time? Rather, wearing an awkward face mask will only have the opposite effect. If you’re feeling unfair, you should have learned the reverse technique.”
Hyuk Moo-jin, who finished his errands and came out of the grass with a cool expression on his face, intervened.
“Then what about the main sauce? They said it would take several days.”
“The noodles of Sogukju are… … Song Il-seom, whose horse tail was blurred, suddenly frowned.
“That’s useless. Shut up and bury yourself in the rice straw again. Don’t smell shit in your face.”
“What do you say about sh!tting on a map…”
Song Il-seom glared at Hyuk Mu-jin crawling into the rice straw grumbling and asked me.
“Can I sleep?”
“no.”
After answering firmly, I asked the juhwaran.
“The others must have gotten out by now, right?”
It’s not a coin column where you don’t know who the other guys are referring to. She said small and nodded her dog.
“Probably, since they headed for the West Gate, where the checkpoint is the most vulnerable, they must have already escaped Luoyang before us.” Taesan’s size makes me worried, but Joo Hwa-ran’s measures aren’t that lax, and with Maeng Ju-jeon and Eun-yeong-gak behind us, it’s okay to be relieved.
Crisp.
Hyukmu-jin stuck his head out through the rice straw and asked.
“Then, are you going straight to Daebyeolsan?” “Of course. I’ll change my words once in a while, but until then, nothing will happen.” Joo Hwa-ran spoke without interruption.
“If you move without stopping, two starts. Assuming that thorough checks are conducted, it will take up to three examinations. After joining the other two at Daebyeolsan Mountain… … .”
“I’m leaving Hanam right away. Is that correct?”
Joo Hwa-ran smiled and nodded.
“It’s just as the head lord said.”
“… … Footlord?”
“Why, isn’t this title correct?”
After all, it’s a proper title, but it’s awkward, like wearing clothes that don’t fit your body.
After licking my lips, I nodded.
“Well, whatever that is. So, is there any problem up to Daebyeol Mountain?”
“Of course. You can take a deep breath and wake up.”
It is not an exaggeration to say that since it is Hanam, the stronghold of the Murim League, there is no possibility of an enemy attack.
But I smiled with an ambiguous expression, neither positive nor negative.
“Why are you like that?” “No. Nothing.” What should I say about this? After a short thought, I continued.
“It’s just. It’s been a while since I’ve been dreaming, so it feels weird.” ，，A dream? Joo Hwa-ran put on a puzzled expression at the cryptic answer, and Song Il-seom frowned as if asking what nonsense he was talking about.
And after the two people’s reaction, I buried myself deep in the rice straw piled up in the luggage compartment.
‘Two o’clock at the earliest to Daebyeolsan. Enough time.’ From now on, it’s time to dream a dream you’ve been putting off for so long.
‘log out.’ belt ring.
With the clear sound of the bell, my clear consciousness began to slowly sink.
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