The woman stares at Chung-Myung with cold eyes.
Meanwhile, Chung-Myung was able to find out some information about the person in front of him.
For now, this woman belongs to Hawasan.
The plum print engraved on the chest of an unclad person proves the fact. The only person who can wear this uniform is a disciple of Hawasan.
second child
Tsk, tsk. You're going to be mesmerized by men.'
to be pretty
In his previous life, Chung-Myung rode the river countless times. Although it is said that it is the right path of Taoist to polish the province without being swayed by the world, it was impossible for Chung-Myung, who is famous for being the master of Hawaiian, to be stuck in the city.
It has been since the late index. It started with a slap on the cheek of the late indexers of other literary groups, such as geniuses, talent from 100 years, or Samryong.
After that, Hwasan's reputation had to be achieved through collaboration with Madu who caused trouble or the Sapa who cheated.
In his old age, he had to prove that Hawasan's sword was the best thing in the world by knocking down all the masters of any clan.
Of course, I didn't mean to.
'The old guys have to peck at me.'
It's human nature that I don't want to do it. It was the role of the elders of Hawasan at the time to somehow link Chung-Myung, who would not go even if he died, with Cheon Mun. Thanks to this, Chung-Myung looked back on the lake to the point where he was sick and tired of it.
However, I have rarely witnessed such a beautiful woman as Kang Ho-haeng. Although there is a feeling like a flower that has not bloomed yet, I wonder what it will look like if it blooms someday.
Blackish hair, eyebrows, white skin, and perfectly clear, big eyes were impressive.
If Chung-Myung were a child who didn't really have the terms and conditions, he might have been overwhelmed by that beauty by now.
The problem is that Chung-Myung is an old man who has experienced too much and seen too much to be swayed by his mere beauty.
"Who are you?"
"Human."
"...."
The sword pokes in a little more.
Oh, come on, he doesn't know a joke! Joke!
"Hwasan's blessing."
Her eyes stay on Chung-Myung's chest and then head back to her face.
"A face you've never seen. Who?"
"I've never seen you there before."
The woman's eyes get thinner.
"Are you the three greatest disciples?"
"Yes."
"Hwasan's three great disciples are off limits after sunset."
"I can."
"...What?"
"The long man has given me permission."
Chung-Myung's brazen retort added a chill to the woman's face.
"The long man?"
"Yes."
"To the three great disciples?"
"Yes."
"Lie."
Chung-Myung shrugged his shoulders without answering.
"Check it out. Don't tell a lie in the name of a long writer, wasan's disciple?"
The woman's eyes shake slightly. He must have thought he had a point.
"So please get rid of this sword. It stings."
"...."
The woman pulled down the sword for now. I haven't confirmed the truth of the horse, but it's not a crime for Chung-Myung to be here if it's allowed by a long writer.
only
"It's forbidden to see other people's training."
"This is where I used to train. Until yesterday, another person suddenly appeared where I used to use it, but if you ask me why I'm peeking, what should I say?"
"You can leave the moment you find it."
"I've never seen a stranger poking around in Hasan, so I'll have to check it out."
The woman bit her lips gently. His white face turned slightly red, and he seemed to be getting angry.
'He's not good at arguing.'The black looks quite sharp, but the tongue is not sharp. If you had a face this big, you wouldn't have had much time to argue.
'What a dirty world.'
Anyway, handsome people live a comfortable life.
"What's your name?"
"It's Chung-Myung."
"Have you received the Doho yet?"
"No, your name is Chung-Myung."
"...the three great disciples are celadon? It's not Doho. It'"
"Yes, if you get Doho, you'll get Chung-Myung, too."
"Oh...."
It's blind. Definitely blind.
"I am Yoo-Esul."
"Yes."
Yoo-Esul stares at Chung-Myung without saying a word.
"What's wrong?"
"I am a great disciple, and if you are the listener of Hwasan, I am your accident."
Yes?
Chung-Myung tilted his head.
There was a white porcelain boat?'
Of course, the distribution of Hwasan follows Chung-Myung Hyun-unbaek, so it is natural that there is a white porcelain boat underneath the Unja ship. After that, you go back to the first time and have a celadon belly.
In other words, it is normal to have a white porcelain boat underneath the luck boat that teaches children now.
'Cause I can't see a single one, I just forgot about it.'
In the event of a war or a feud at a shrine, the distribution of the temple immediately leads to various problems due to age differences. Therefore, depending on the circumstances, even one distribution is skipped.
I thought it was done because things were so difficult for Hwasan, but do you mean there's a white porcelain belly?
"I've never heard of a private residence or an accident in Hawaii before."
"You're the youngest of Hawasan, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am."
"Didn't your executions tell you?"
"Uh... ..that's...…."
There is no way that the three great disciples, who are thinking about how to run away just by making eye contact with Chung-Myung, can tell Chung-Myung such information.
"It's my sin."
Chung-Myung, who was simply convinced, nodded neatly.
"There must have been a mistake. What do you say?"
An unexpected white porcelain boat appeared. But what's wrong with that? From Chung-Myung's point of view, there are only a few additional blocks of blood.
"That's it?"
"What?"
"Greetings?"
Chung-Myung distorted his face.
'No, it's the size of an old man who wants to eat it.'
It's a sin to be young. It's a sin to be young. I'm so sad.
"Yes, nice to meet you. Accident."
Chung-Myung greeted roughly with a voice with no emotion.
So go away now.'
I need to train, too. Don't waste your time sitting around taking up someone else's training center! You're trying to open it!
"...that's a weird kid."
Who?
Did I?
Yoo-Esul, who was looking at Chung-Myung with a keen eye, opened his mouth with a slightly chilly voice.
"I'm going to make sure you're telling the truth. If you lied, you'd better be prepared."
Chung-Myung replied in a scathing way.
"Sure."
"...."
Yoo-Esul, who has been staring at Chung-Myung without a word for a long time, slightly turns his head.
"That's so weird."
"...."
I'd like to return that word for word.
Yoo-Esul, who put the sword in the search, gave Chung-Myung a glimpse and began to climb down the Nakhwabong Peak. By the time the figure disappeared, Chung-Myung sighed as he looked at the sun was rising distance.
"Oh, my God."
I'm treated like this by a kid who's not even my great-grandchild.
"The training session has become ambiguous."
I can do it if I want to, but when I feel like someone is sharing this place, I lose my mind to train.
'Whenever I train, I'm going to go down and up wasan.'
Chung-Myung smacked his lips.
I think we should look for another training center.* * *
"What's wrong with the atmosphere?"
Chung-Myung tilted his head when he saw the restaurant in which the portrait house was made.
This is the first dark, dreary atmosphere in months. I think Baekmaegwan used to be like this. It hasn't been like this since Chung-Myung turned it upside down.
"Are you here?"
Yoon-jong slightly raises his hand.
Chung-Myung, who took the rice and went to the table where Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol were sitting, asked as soon as he sat down.
"What's wrong with the atmosphere?"
"...your private servants are coming back."
"A white porcelain belly?"
"Oh, do you know that?"
"...."
Let's get him.
I'm the one who's lived in Hawaii all my life, man!
"So what? What's wrong with the return of the white porcelain ship?"
"Well, first of all, don't call your private servants white porcelain ships. If private servants listen to it, they'll have an affair. You can get in big trouble."
"Me or you?"
"...I need to think about that."
Yoon-jong had a wry smile.
"The private servants have been leaving the city for closure. In the past, there were no large-scale abandoned pipe training in Hawasan because the training centers were not properly maintained."
"You've been studying abroad."
"...I haven't been to another school, so I don't think it's a good idea to study abroad."
"So what? It's nothing but the kids are doing that's what the kids are doing. Do all the private servants have bad personalities, so they beat them up?"
"Housewives don't persecute people like anyone else."
"I wonder who that 'who' is."
"...Let's move on."
Yoon-jong flustered out of the attack. Then Jo-Gol is quickly spoken to.
"It's because of the Hwajong Branch."
"Huh? Sashimi that ends with flowers?"
"It's not that, it's the Hasan and the Pro-Nam Council."
"What's that?"
Jo-Gol sighed.
"Hwasan and Jongnam interact once in a while. Now, we have an emergency mission competition where we gather once every two years to compare each other's achievements."
"Oh, I think I heard there's something like that.... When did you get it?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I hear it's been a while."
Yoon-jong helped.
"I heard that the first Hwajong Branch was a gathering where we socialized once every five years. It changed little by little and went to a situation where he was working in the name of a venue for exchanges between the three great disciples."
"Bimu?"
"If you call it a dagger...…."
The answer came from somewhere else.
"I was beaten unilaterally."
"My back is still aching."
"How do we hold out this time? If it's a dog's dinner break, all of you should wear ironclad on your faces. It's such a mess."
Chung-Myung grinned as he watched the situation going back.
"Oh, I mean. Because things get bigger if your superiors fight in person, the three great disciples fight? And you've been beaten unilaterally?"
"That's right. That's why we decided not to be humiliated this time, and now we're back from closing down as a group. In other words, it's time for the Hwajong Branch to be held."
"Oh, really?"
Chung-Myung's mouth curled up.
"You mean you're going to be bimoo with Jongnam?"
Jongnam.
The Jongnam.
In fact, bad feelings for Jong-nam were at the highest point of his life.
In the past, I felt sorry for him. But recently, when I found out about Sulwhasip transplantation, I think Chung-Myung is the one who grinds his teeth in his sleep.
"Bimura...."
In the past, there was no such thing as Hwajong branch when Chung-Myung was present.
At that time, Hawasan was the world's first inspection, and Jongnam was in a bad mood, so there was no point in a non-military competition. But while Hwasan is weak, he's showing signs of friendship?It's not even funny.
'These are the easy ones for Hwasan, right?'
Chung-Myung's eyes turned.
Even though Hwasan's appearance is a mess, it's Chung-Myung's cub. I'm the one who's gonna peel my baby, not the one who's!
"That's why they're here!"
"Chung-Myung, please. Please call them private lodgers. Please."
"Oh, well, then those private servants!"
"...."
"If it's closed, can we win?"
"...that's a bit."
Yoon-Jong couldn't readily answer. It means that it is disadvantageous to close the building in preparation for the absence of duty, but no matter how high the achievement is, it is hard to guarantee that it will win.
"You're right."
Chung-Myung gritted his teeth.
"Then we should at least win!"
"Huh?"
"You're prepared to do anything to win, aren't you? Swallow the poison! Or broken arms and legs! Of course, if you can somehow beat Jong Nam's children and make his name famous, you'll be determined to die!"
No, that's a little...….
I think you're going too far.
"Don't worry! I'll let you win! I'm gonna f*ck you up!"
I don't think he's a master.
Let's go to Noklim and make a bandit. Why did you come here?'
It's a mountain here too.
My my.
Hahaha.