"Why is it so late?"
Jo-Gol looked out nervously.
The sun is setting in the distance and Chung-Myung has not returned yet. If Chung-Myung does not return by morning, the adults of the private sector will know that he is away.
Then it's going to be crazy.
It is a felony that Mundo escaped from Hwasan without permission. What if I get caught in Chung-Myung's black night clothes?
It's hell.
I never wanted to see that.
"Calm down."
"But the death penalty."
Yoon-jong shakes his head.
"You're not that stupid. I'll be back before it's too late. As long as there's no accident."
And no matter how many times I thought about it, I didn't think anything would happen to that monstrous guy. It'll be a little late at best.
"But you don't know people's business, do you?"
"Right."
If it's a human being.
As soon as Jo-Gol pulled his head out of the window, the door burst open.
"Tsk."
Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong's heads turned around.
"Priest!"
Chung-Myung was opening the door and coming inside.
Chung-Myung, who has a mask in one hand, takes off his night clothes as soon as he closes the door. Then I started to change into a uniform.
"Everything's fine, right?"
"That's what we're going to ask. Is everything all right?"
"What's the big deal?"
Chung-Myung grinned.
"I've been treated well, and I've been given money."
"Who, who?"
"What's your name? You... Anyway, there is. The owner of the store."
"Huh?"
Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong open their eyes wide. Chung-Myung grinned as he recalled their reaction.
'That's not funny. I'much.
Yujong San, who guessed that Chung-Myung came from Jongnam to clean up Huasan, easily released all the information Chung-Myung did not need.
Nevertheless, he made every effort to imprint his name on Chung-Myung.
'Come on.'
It's good that things work out so easily, but on the other hand, I couldn't help but feel bitter.
On Yujong San's list of prestigious factions in his head, it is clear that Huasan is missing. Even though I saw Chung-Myung's inspection with my eyes, I couldn't think of Hwasan.
No matter how much plum blossoms are in practice, Yujong San, who has lived in harmony all his life, should know that Huasan used plum blossoms as a long-term weapon in the past?
Considering Hawasan's current history, he may have thought that there could be no one with that ability at an early age, but the bitterness was not going away.
"Bitter things are bitter things, and I'm comfortable with that.'
I started this work with the determination to expose my identity, but it would be a good thing if it was completely hidden.
"What happened?"
"...Tsk."
Chung-Myung waved his hand at Jo-Gol's question.
"It's not like they can do anything on their own. Arthur."
"...you're a baby."
"That's enough, just get them together. We need to train."
"Today, too?"
Chung-Myung glared.
"Listen, death penalty."
"Huh?"
"Whether it rains or snows, it's windy. I don't miss a single day of training from today! It's snowing heavily and there's a cold snap! There's no such thing as a day off when Hawasan collapses!"
Jo-Gol nodded with a stiff face.
The sea is ready!'
Isn't this why he decided to help and follow Chung-Myung? If you can train and be strong, you can do anything. Training without rest was rather what he hoped for."Sort them right. Then you...."
"Oh, I'm not going."
"Huh?"
Chung-Myung turned his head and looked at Yoon-Jeong with a dim face.
"You know how to train, right?"
"...right."
"Do the same thing."
"And you?"
"I have something else to do."
Chung-Myung swung his hand and Yoon-jong sighed.
"Okay, let's train ourselves today. But this is the only time."
Yoon-jong looked a little serious.
"Don't forget that this training is possible because of you. If you don't intend to end it in moderation, you should come out."
"I know."
The reason why the three great disciples of the Baekmaegwan are training hard without making a sound is because Chung-Myung is opening his ax eyes in front of him. No matter how much Yoon-jong is a metabolite, there was a limit to replacing Chung-Myung.
"Sure."
When Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jeong left the room, Chung-Myung lay down on the bed.
"Now what do we do?"
to have a headache
His justification.
It won't be difficult if you can sweep it without looking around, but there's no way not to be conscious of other people's eyes as long as you have a sign called Hawasan.
Chung-Myung이 저지르는 일이 Chung-Myung의 악명만을 쌓는다면 망설일 이유가 없다. 하지만 지금은 그게 불가능하다. 그 누구도 Chung-Myung이 혼자 일을 벌였다고 생각하지 않을 것이다.
Chung-Myung의 나이에 그런 일을 혼자 벌인다는 건 상식적으로 불가능하니까.
다들 Hwasan이 Chung-Myung을 내세워 일을 벌이고, 어린아이의 뒤에 숨는다고 손가락질을 할 것이다.
그건 Chung-Myung이 원하는 바가 아니었다. We have to find a cause somehow.
"Justification. Justification...…. Turn it off."
Chung-Myung tore his hair out.
"This doesn't make any sense! d*mn it!"
In the first place, all those businesses belong to Hawasan. And now I have to pay back the money to those who gulped down the business of Hwasan! My stomach is exploding and I feel like a thousand dollars!
All you have to do is prove that those businesses are essentially Hwasan's, and that they manipulated the books and swallowed them while his superiors failed to return. If that's the case, it's only a hundred thousand? I'll pay you back.
No, you don't have to pay me back. Because the money originally belongs to Hwasan. The owner takes my money and spends it, and this guy is freezing to death.
So somehow all you have to do is prove that those businesses belong to Hawasan. That will solve everything...….
"If that had happened, I wouldn't be doing this."
Had it been for the books, Hawasan wouldn't have been sitting on his hands. When he was around, the children under the wing of Hwasan were very smart.
If there was evidence, there is no reason why it could not be recovered.
According to the situation, when the Magyo invaded, the books were all gone...….
"Is this because of me?"
My stomach hurts. My stomach.
Chung-Myung rolled over the bed.
"No, Jang Moon-sa, you need to keep those important things safe! Safely!"
How much money did it cost? Put it in your place roughly...….
"Huh?"
Chung-Myung jumped out of his seat.
Roughly?
A love-hate?
"Can't you?'
What kind of person is Jang Moon-sa? Do you mean he keeps such books roughly?
'Let's remember.'
Chung-Myung was not interested in that at all. I know it takes money to roll the literary circle, but I thought that a true unmanned and a true doer should not dwell on the alien.
Looking at the children eating only grass in Hawasan now, I feel like I want to chase myself from the past and break my muzzle, but Chung-Myung at that time was anyway.Therefore, Jang did not show Chung-Myung the books. While sorting out the books, Chung-Myung often slipped away when he came.
"...Push it?"
I try to revive the blurry memory again.
There were no more than three books in the Long March Room. There will be dozens, if not dozens, of books to run Hawasan. Then where did they keep all the books?
There's another place!'
There was nothing to store such as that in the room of the long writer.
He is said to be a long-winded man of the great Hawaiian faction, but he is also a doin. The room of the long writer was nothing short of simple. If you try to fill the chest in the room of a long writer, you won't be able to put anything else in.
Besides, I've seen him open the box a few times, but there's no bookkeeping in it. So where is the account?
"So was that true?"
I've heard before that there's a secret warehouse in Hasan that only long-term writers can enter. It was nothing short of a rumour, but it was quite a famous story.
Chung-Myung at the time would have been able to find out the truth, but I didn't check it because I wasn't particularly interested.
'Wait. Come to think of it...….'
There are a few things that come to mind.
Sometimes weird things come in because Hawasan is a prestigious representative of the island. For example, things that people should not learn, such as the rank of the masters of Magongseo and the national convention. Sometimes legendary swords and treasures were obtained.
So where did they all go?
It is not a re-election. Chung-Myung couldn't have missed it if he was in the re-election.
But that doesn't mean it's sold out. There were some things that would go crazy in the strong lake when it was released. Chung-Myung couldn't have not heard it if Jang Moon-hyung had sold such things.
Then what?
'There is!'
There is a warehouse where books and treasures are collected.
It's not far from here.
I couldn't have emptied Hawasan to get in and out of the warehouse, so I'm sure there's such a place in it. A warehouse that no one can know.
But is that possible?
That no one knows how to build a warehouse in Hawasan, where martial arts are swarming like mosquitoes, and they don't get caught?
Chung-Myung stormed out of the door.
There is only one place where that is possible.
For now, the entrance must be in the residence of a long-time writer. It's impossible not to get caught if there's an entrance outside the house.
A place where no one can enter without permission from a long writer. Such a place in Hawasan is the only place for a long writer.
"The place of a long-time writer has not changed from the past.'
What does that mean?
Chung-Myung, who ran outside, opened his eyes wide.
There is a gentle ridge behind the pavilion where the long writers live.
"If you build a warehouse, you can't help but notice it.'
However, there is one way to avoid the eyes of others even if a warehouse is built.
It's to build a warehouse in the ground.
If they had dug the ground and built a warehouse underneath the living quarters, they would have been discovered by sensitive masters. But what if you built a passage and built a warehouse under that mountain?
"Nobody knows unless it's a ghost."
Chung-Myung smiled grimly.
'There it is.'
It's a strange thing to think about.
Usually, other members of the clan had a pavilion in the center of the clan where the long-lived people lived. That way, I can look everywhere.
Isn't it strange that the emperor lives in the corner of the palace?But the living quarters of the long-time writer is deep in the city. And there is nothing after that.
That's all there is to it!
Chung-Myung grinned at the small hill behind Jang Moon-in's residence.
"We're going to do a treasure hunt that doesn't even exist."
I felt the long death penalty bubble in the sky.
"Understand, Long Death. Shouldn't we save Hawasan first? If I can, I'll hand it over to a long writer without touching it."
If I can. If I can.
After I pack what I need to pack.
If you don't like it, come back to life.
"Giggling."
Chung-Myung smiled triumphantly back.