"Turn it off."
"I can't do this."
The three great disciples entered the prose groaning.
Doing business in harmony was not a good thing for them. They are the Taoists who need to gain peace of mind through performance. For such people, dealing with the mundane was no comparison to cutting corners in the mountains.
"It's all good...."
Of course that is understandable.
They also understand how important money is and how difficult it is to earn. Didn't you live on blood porridge a while ago because you didn't have any money?
You cannot live off the bark of a tree just because you learn martial arts by polishing it in the mountains. Whether it was a mountain, a mountain, or a city, people needed money to live.
So there is no complaint so far.
That's not the problem...….
"Can't you just book a room for the harmony? What kind of nonsense is this?"
"I feel like I'm going to die in the morning and evening going down and up in Wasan. Capital punishment... ..."
Yoon-jong closed his eyes tightly.
It's Yoon-jong, who would usually tell him not to be a crybaby, but I can't say that now. This is because he is out of breath.
"... Think of this as a training, too."
"What kind of training...…."
"Or you guys can go to the dorms and argue with them yourself."
"...."
Everyone shut up.
It's not because I'm afraid of my superiors. This is because their hardships are not much compared to the hardships of the homeless.
If they hold out today right away, they have yet to return to Hawaii to prepare for business the next day.
"I don't have time to train these days."
"We're here to learn martial arts, not trade. If I were to do this, I wouldn't have joined Hwasan."
Yoon-jong sighed deeply.
"Everyone knows what they want to say. But the world doesn't always work the way you want it, does it? The same goes for this one. It will be solved soon, so let's endure it until then."
"...yes, the death penalty."
"All right."
Still, everyone nodded to see if it worked.
Yoon-jong sighed secretly.
I've said so, but when will things get better?'
There is no promise.
No, it is not without a commitment. In Yoon-Jong's view, things just got worse day by day, let alone getting better.
It would not be strange if the merchants who sided with Hwasan this time had not helped him or her, even if they had already come to a ruined workplace.
In order for things to get better, the only things that will get better must be visible, and the only things that can be seen are the bad ones.
'I hope the long man has a solution.'
Yoon-jong was surprised while continuing his thoughts.
'I'm worried about all the things that's all.'
Until some time ago, that rarely happened. Although he is one of the three great disciples, he has never worried or agonized over the future of Hawasan. Because I thought it was enough to leave even if Hwasan failed.
But before I knew it, Yoon-Jong was also seriously worried about Hwasan.
This is all the change that happened after he showed up...….
"Go away, go away, go away, go away, go away!"
Yoon-jong closed his eyes tightly.
"Everything seems to be a good change, but why does he seem to grow out of it day by day by day?'
Yoon-jong looked at Jo-Gol running toward him with a pale face.
"Death penalty! Death penalty! We're in trouble!"
"Take it easy. Because you're so frivolous about a man named Doe...…."
"Cheo, Chung-Myung...…."
Chung-Myung?
The moment the name came out of Jo-Gol's mouth, Yoon-Jong's face also turned white.It was great to be able to bore people before they even heard what was going on.
"Oh, no, come here! Come on!"
When Jo-Gol started running ahead, Yoon-Jong started running along Jo-Gol without saying a word.
What the hell is wrong with him?'
I didn't even have time to think. Yoon-jong, who ran to the mountain gate with all his might, jumped into the white pipe following Jo-Gol. Jo-Gol, who soon arrived in front of Chung-Myung's room, opens the door violently.
"You don'sorry.
But there was no Chung-Myung in the room.
"Where have you been?"
"No, that's not it! Look at that. Death penalty."
"Huh?"
That one?
Yoon-jong's eyes slightly narrowed as he turned his head to Jo-Gol's point.
Paper?
There is a piece of paper on Chung-Myung's bed. Yoon-jong, who went close to the bed, read the words written in it.
Something came up, so I went for a few days. You have to explain yourself. And if you skip training, you'll fold your back upside down, so don't skip it.
"...you madman."
Yoon-jong's hands trembled as he grabbed the paper.
How many days are you going?
What, does this lunatic think it's possible to leave the country for a few days just because he's got a job to do?
"Uh, what do I do? Capital punishment?"
Yoon-jong sighed deeply.
"For now, let the children join you."
"...and if I get caught, I'll buy it."
"It's the same thing that makes you want to go and say it right away. He said he'll be back in a few days, so I'll try to hide it until then."
If it wasn't for today, the seniors wouldn't care about the youngest of the three great disciples like Chung-Myung. If you're lucky, you'll be able to stay out of sight.
"What if I get caught...…."
"Did you worry about that?"
"Huh? Aren't you worried about the death penalty?"
"...…I'm worried about something else."
"What?"
Yoon-jong sighed deeply and said.
"I'm worried about what he's going to be away for days. How much trouble are you going to make?"
"...."
It was Jo-Gol who strongly agreed with Yoon-Jong.
* * *
"Gasp! Gasp! Gasp! Gasp! Oh. Take a breath!"
Chung-Myung sat down on a wooden nest next to him and took a breath.
I ran from Wasan to the West Bank in a single run, and I was completely distracted and my mouth smelled sweet. As expected, it seems a bit unreasonable.
"Oh, my God, I used to be like this."
Jump over the mountain in one step, huh? He jumped the river a couple of times!
It wouldn't have taken him a minute to get from Hawaii to the West Bank. It's also a leisurely walk like a walk.
However, Chung-Myung did not have that ability, and he had no choice but to run like crazy, sweaty feet.
"Oh, my. If you had a glass of cold water, you wouldn't have a circle."
It was Chung-Myung, who revealed his age that he could not hide at times like this.
Chung-Myung, who took a moderate breath, looked up and looked at the West Bank.
"It's been a while here, too."
Harmony is also an advanced place, but it cannot be compared to Seoan, a member of the island's West Sea.
The West Bank was the closest metropolitan city to Hawasan. Therefore, it was the West Bank that was considered as the top priority whenever there was something to visit the city in the past.
Chung-Myung got up from his seat, smacking his lips.
"There's been a lot going on here."
Essentially, the disciples of Hawasan did not prefer to stop by the West Bank.
The reason is very simple. This is because Jongnam is the capital faction closest to the West Bank.Jongnamsan Mountain, where Jongnam is located, was only about 50 li from the west coast. As a result, Jongnam's disciples appeared in the West Bank when they were bored.
What if a student of Hawasan goes to the West Bank and meets Jongnam guys?
One of them will be destroyed on that day.'
Jong-nam and Hwasan are on bad terms.
No, it's not just to say we're not on good terms. Hawasan and Jongnam are almost enemies.
There are not a few literary people in the world who don't get along with each other.
However, Namgung Segawa Habukpanga, famous for their bad relationship, even put their tongues up and point fingers at Jongnam and Hwasan when they see them growl.
Why aren't you getting along so well?
You have to bite it backwards. What's there to get along with?
Just as neighboring countries do not have a good relationship in the first place, the gatekeepers attached nearby cannot get along well. For now, interests are at stake and receiving discipleship is also competitive.
And above all, the only thing left to do is pull the knife as soon as you come up with a question of whether you're strong or we're strong. This is a matter of pride.
In addition, Hawasan and Jongnam are from the same province. It is similar that the province has a strong temperament in the inner family, even the main martial arts is the sword.
The good men who founded Jongnam and Hwasan,
"Huh. We have similar tendencies, so if we set up a clan nearby, the future will get along like brothers.'
As you may have thought, the actual wives have come to regard each other as mortal enemies, let alone brothers.
As a result, Hawasan was also reluctant to meet the pro-South writers, and naturally became reluctant to enter and exit the West Bank.
Until Chung-Myung appeared.
As everyone knows, Chung-Myung was more inclined to do what others were reluctant to do, and the more the death penalty dried him up, the more he went in and out of the West Bank.
Picking a fight?
Of course I got caught.
Unfortunately over there.
I hit him a lot.'
This is an excuse, but Chung-Myung has never visited Jongnam and sold him. Chung-Myung is not such a free man. At that time, you have to rip off another piece of meat and have another drink.
We don't have enough time to enjoy drinking and dancing to avoid the eyes of Jang Moon-sa, so where is the time to visit and pick a fight with such guys?
However, Jongnam seemed to enjoy fighting rather than drinking and dancing. After being beaten once or twice by Chung-Myung, he used to run with crab bubbles when he heard that Chung-Myung had risen in the West Bank.
Of course, I beat every inch of the way.
Come to think of it, Chung-Myung was great, but Jong-nam was great, too.
Chong Nam's grit is also acknowledged by Chung-Myung. This man here is a hobby, beaten to death if there is to cheomat and capsized, and if I can grab yet more snow again that ties into a screwball.
Maybe that grit made him what he is now.
In the midst of Hawasan's collapse, Jongnam is said to be threatening the position of the world's number one inspection.
Of course, that'll be for a while.
"So, um...."
Chung-Myung glanced at his clothes.
I couldn't take off my clothes because I was in a hurry. Plum blossoms embroidered on the chest are noticeable today.
"I think I'll have a bad day if I meet you...…."
Should I buy some clothes and change?
Chung-Myung, who was a little worried, shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.
"No way."
It's just that we're running into Jongnam on this vast west coast. Jongnam's eyes aren't open looking for Chung-Myung like before."What's the big deal?"
Once you get to the top of the galaxy, you won't run into Jongnam guys.
"That's what I eat."
Chung-Myung crossed the gates of the West Bank with a lewd smile.
Never expected how big a flat wind this would bring.