"There you are."
Unam came toward Chung-Myung with a face that looked a little urgent.
"I'm visiting my private academy."
"I'm visiting my private academy."
Jo-Gol and Chung-Myung bowed their heads urgently.
"Yes."
Unam nods lightly and greets Chung-Myung and fixes his eyes.
"Chung-Myung아."
"Yes, sir."
"Maybe you should go to the main mountain."
"...Yes?"
Main product?
Hwasan?
Chung-Myung's face trembled.
"No, I don't think it's that easy to come back from Hawaii.'
What kind of errands are you talking about going to a crazy mountain where birds will climb and fall?
Where's your conscience?
"Are you at home?"
"Yes."
Chung-Myung looked next to him with a sullen face.
Jo-Gol turns a blind eye to Chung-Myung.
"No, there are many strong and vigorous executions, so why should I...…?"
"You were the youngest."
"He's the youngest, he has thin legs and weak light."
"The least I can do."
"...."
Ah.
I didn't know cleaning my front yard because I didn't want to work would come back this bad. I thought you said, "Don't make a fuss about everything in your life."
"Yes."
Chung-Myung sighed deeply.
Now I have to run errands for the kids. How did Plum Blossom Screen Chung-Myung end up like this?
"So what's going on with that errand?"
We can deliver one book to the long-term writers or the re-examination."
"Publishing?"
What's this call?
I wanted to ask you more, but it's not polite to ask each and every circumstance of the private dormitory. It's heartbreaking to be polite to the blue guy, but what can I do? Things like this.
"Yes, I'll be there."
"Yes, normally you can leave it and send it to someone who's going to come back, but it's quite difficult to deal with it because it's a matter of time. I hope you understand."
Oh my god.
He has a good personality.
If it was Chung-Myung, he would have wiped out his mouth as soon as the three great disciples complained.
Unam took a book out of his arms and held it out to Chung-Myung.
"This is it."
"Yes."
And Unam kindly explained what the book was just in case Chung-Myung wondered.
"It's a letter from the top of the galaxy, so it's valuable."
"Huh? The top of the galaxy?"
Jo-Gol spoke quietly.
"Hwang Dae-in's business is at the top of the galaxy."
"Huh?"
Chung-Myung stared at the calligraphy. Unam continued to explain whether he felt anything strange in Chung-Myung's eyes.
"It's a letter that came at short notice to a long writer. I happened to be in harmony, so I was able to receive it in the middle. It will take two days for those who deliver the goods to Hawasan, so you can go up quickly and tell the long man."
"Yes, sir."
"It's urgent, so don't delay and start right away."
"Yes!"
Jo-Gol, who was watching Chung-Myung, unwittingly reached out as Chung-Myung rushed to Hawaii with the book in his arms.
"Well... well!"
Then, he murmurs with anxious eyes.
"You can't send him that thing, can you?"
"Hmm? What did he say?"
"Oh, nothing. Sasookjo."
Jo-Gol quickly glossed over his words. But his eyes did not fall from Chung-Myung's distant back.
I'm nervous.'
A sad hunch is not wrong.
* * *
"Hmmm."
Chung-Myung, who climbed to the middle of Hawasan, pulled out a letter from his arms.
"Hmmm."
So this is a letter from Hwang Dae-in on the Galactic Battlefield?
No, it's a letter from his subordinates, since Dae-Hwang said he's going back and forth in his bed.
"Ha... oh, my."
Chung-Myung sighed wistfully.
"Isn't it the duty of the Taoist to open a letter to others, but isn't it the Tao that came into me? Everything depends on the province. It would be natural for me to want to open a book that came into my hands. Isn't it so? Capital punishment?"- Talk like a horse. You little tiger!
"... Anyway, the death penalty doesn't suit me."
It's been like that for a long time.
But that can't help but look at this.
Apparently, if the workplace is left as it is, it is obvious that it will be a mess, and if the author Hwang Dae-in steps up, it will make things easier. But in this situation, there's a rush from the galaxy battlefield?
That means something happened to Hwang Dae-in's personal life.
If you don't know it at all, can you not check it even though you know it? It's the same line for anyone other than Chung-Myung.I wouldn't choose, but I'd be tempted anyway.
Chung-Myung took a close look at the book. The inscription "Chinjeon" (전長門人人親傳親傳) on the surface, which is a long piece of Hawasan, stands out.
That's why you're telling me not to open it to anyone but the long-standing Hawasan.
"It's all right, it's all right. To be honest, you would have told me the news if I were here and there was a long writer. I wouldn't have told the long story."
It was the sound of bubbles when others heard it, but fortunately or unfortunately, there was no one around Chung-Myung now.
"Let me see."
A book sealed with wax. No matter how you tear it off, the traces are bound to go over.
In a normal way.
But it's not rocket science for Chung-Myung.
"Well, that's a good thing."
Squeak.
An example from Chung-Myung's fingertips accurately separates the boundaries between paper and wax. Then, only a complete envelope remained, as if it had never been waxed from the beginning.
Chung-Myung, who opened the envelope and took out the book in it, opened it without hesitation and began to read it.
"Well, let's see...."
Chung-Myung crossed his legs and began reading the book.
Chung-Myung's face was distorted.
Chung-Myung, who almost crumpled the book, folded it finely with a slightly shaky hand and pushed it into the envelope.
And soon there was a big breath.
"Whoosh!"
After taking several deep breaths, Chung-Myung trembled as if he had not fully calmed down.
"Isn't this a f*cking Mahwa?"
Mahwa.
The flower of the devil.
Chung-Myung clenched his teeth.
"There's no way ordinary lawmakers can cure marijuana!"
Because it's a symptom of zero tolerance.
On the surface, symptoms appear to be severe poison poisoning. So finding a cure would have had to be focused on that.
However, Mahwa is a symptom that occurs when a person is subjected to a particular martial arts of Mahism.
The reason why Chung-Myung can't calm down now is very simple.
"Magian bastards!'
Magian people, who thought they had almost been exterminated, are working in the middle of the midfield.
"No, no, no!"
Chung-Myung slapped his cheek with both hands.
"It's Heavenly Demon that I killed, not all of the Magicians."
It is only natural that the remnants of Magicalism remain in this era.
Didn't you say that the guys who killed Heavenly Demon in the first place and didn't get wiped out came all the way to Hawaii?
There must have been some survivors, and there must have been others left in the 100,000 mountains, so it's no wonder they're still in existence.
The problem is they're not only alive, they're planning something in the middle.
Chung-Myung's eyes shot fire.
"No, but do these bastards have any grudges against Hawasan?"
Why does everything damage wasan?
How many people are there in the middle of the country? Why do you want to mess with Dae-in Hwang?"Oh, back pain!"
Chung-Myung sighed deeply.
I don't think I can do this.'
I think I'll have to go in person.
The contents written in the book alone cannot be confirmed as a symptom of Mahwa. It's first to see it with your own eyes.
Besides...
"A reward, a great reward!"
The content written at the end of the book turned Chung-Myung's eyes neatly.
As Jo-Gol said, the top of the galaxy is a cash cow. If you used the word "tremendous reward" in a place like this, how much would you give?
"You can't miss this!"
Chung-Myung is in a hurry.
Since nearly a hundred years have already passed, not many people will know about Mahwa.
If Magyo and Jungwon have not been at war with each other for a hundred years, there is no way that anyone can recognize the symptoms of being hit by a particular wave of water.
And anyone who could identify the symptoms died that day at the hands of Heavenly Demon and Magician at the summit of 100,000 mountains.
But what the world doesn't know.
"Some of those who survived a hundred years ago may know Mahwa.'
And if he's still alive, he'll be the leader of each faction. You're still too old to be a long writer, but what if one of the long writers showed you this book to get some information?
"It's going to be a complete disaster! I can't see that!"
There was a spark in Chung-Myung's eye.
How dare some insolent man eat Chung-Myung's food...Are you saying you're looking for a patient? It's money... No, it's something this Chung-Myung must solve for the sake of morality!
Of course!
"Busy!"
Chung-Myung grabbed the book and reached for the seal. Chung-Myung, who had a slight burnout and melted the wax, immediately began to jump to the top of Hawasan at a formidable speed.
"Bring it to me first!"
That way, they'll figure it out even if it's settled.
"I'll eat it no matter what!"
Just wait right there.
It's a long-written biography of Hyun Jong.
Long winter has passed and spring is coming. By the time this book arrives, spring plum blossoms will be blooming in Hawasan, where the long man is.
I can see the panorama of Hawasan, who visited with my father in the past. I'm full of thoughts to visit again anytime, but it's just a shame that the situation won't allow it.
I've been so high that I'm ashamed to write to you like this, but I'm still contacting you because your father's condition is getting worse day by day.
As you know, your father has been sick since last year and is in bed. Considering your father's age, it's understandable, but strangely, in recent years, other symptoms have begun to appear instead of the symptoms that old people should show.
Your father is almost unconscious and unable to move. The body is dyed red, the eyebrows are black, and the veins are running wild.
Our galaxy's top invited middlemen to examine your father's condition, but no one has made a proper diagnosis.
So I'm going to send a letter to those who are meant to be with the feeling of catching straws to get a clue about my illness. If the long writer knows about your father's symptoms, I would appreciate it if you could contact him in any way.
For those who give you information to improve your father's symptoms, I promise to repay you tremendously in the name of the galaxy.Then I look forward to a good answer.
Repayment of Wang Jong, the upper-majority minority of the galaxy.