: The Death of the Fa King And the mysterious bloody apocalypse that took place in Shaolin Temple, the northern head of Mt. Moorim.
People's voices are faster than running horses.
Rumors spread through the mouths of numerous eyewitnesses.
"Has everyone heard the news? At Seongra Daeyeon…
"The Murim people are surrounding Sungsan.
I heard there was bloodshed at Shaolin Temple."
The old man recalled the uprising of the Demonic Cult that swept the world decades ago, and the young man realized that the war, which had been treated as an old past, had come to reality.
"It's a big deal that the Demonic Cult appears. Trouble "
"According to one theory, it was not the Demonic Cult, but other people who committed it?"
"Are there other people besides the Demonic Cult that would do such a thing?"
"I don't even know the exact truth.
I just came and heard it."
"No way. I heard that the leader of the beasts who attacked Shaolin this time is the terrifying Yin-Yang Twins."
"Yin-Yang twins? I heard that the Demonic Cult Master, the Heavenly Demon, came forward directly."
"Cheongma?"
As various words piled up, the rumors grew like a snowball.
It was only natural that the attention of those who had been confused between facts and lies was focused on one place.
The old site of the Murim League.
To the place where the large and small pillars of the political faction Murim are located.
"I heard the story. Regarding the Jonglichu, or the Geomseong Maijonghak Daehyeop."
"Cheer up. As long as you live, you can."
"I completely understand this time, phew…. Anyway, that's how it happened. When I heard the news from the captain, my strength surged."
"why?"
"yes?"
"Why are you getting stronger?"
"Isn't that obvious? Old sages said that the more we share pain, the lighter it is…"
Puck!
Whoops."
Hyuk Moo-jin, who was accurately hit in the pit of the stomach, lowered his back with a sound of air escaping.
When I saw the back of my head clearly exposed, my hand automatically went. go hand
Fuck!
"Are you getting strong? uh?"
"Wait a minute. The name was right. pit of the stomach."
"I am. Your baby is making my blood pressure soar. The blood is gushing backwards!"
tight!
After hitting the back of the head like a storm, I feel relieved.
This kid is already disturbed, but he is messing with people.
"The atmosphere is serious right now, so be careful with your words. huh?"
Hyuk Moo-jin rubbed the back of his head and murmured.
"It seemed too serious, so I was going to release it."
"Just be quiet, man."
"…yep."
Having silenced Hyuk Moo-jin, I quietly looked out the window.
Even though there are unmanned people who come and go in all directions and no one shows off, the atmosphere is full of tension.
However, even in the midst of that, the sky was extremely bright. Hyukmujin's weak voice pierced my ears.
"I feel strange."
"what."
"just. I can't feel everything. That it's only been a day."
"so do i."
Even the word blue is not enough.
I couldn't realize anything about what had happened the day before. To the point where everything feels like a dream.
The scene of Shaolin Temple stained with blood and the last breath passed before the eyes, and the appearance of Yin-Yang Sang-goe and Maijonghak, the swordsman of blood, unfolded like a panorama.
'The problem is that this is a prologue.'
If it was a movie theater, the timing would not be strange if the ending credits rolled up. But this is nothing more than an ominous omen.
It was to the point where I could feel the sense of crisis that everyone had foreboding.
'Something is changing.'
The current world has already turned into a huge powder keg. It was Murim of the Jeongpa who held the fuse, but Amchun had a flint in his hand.
And just yesterday the fuse caught fire.
I still don't know the outcome of all this, but I could guess the process.
'There will be a war.'
A war on a different level from that in Shanxi will break out.
There's no way that the leadership doesn't know what I'm guessing in my heart.
The leadership of the political faction, Murim, was already preoccupied with dealing with the current situation and meeting.
"really. Come to think of it, didn't you attend the meeting yesterday too?"
I nodded slightly.
Although it is not comparable to the old family or the five generations, Taewon Jinga is also an undisputed loser of Shanseoseong.
In particular, since Shanseo is the place where Amcheon first appeared, it was only natural that the high-ranking officials were greatly interested in it.
"What is it?"
"They asked about the elders and the Red Winds. They answered everything they knew."
"Aside from the general, are you a member of the Red Winds?"
"Because the Jamnyeokdan written by Jeokpungdanju Pungyang is related to Amcheon."
"ah."
Hyuk Moo-jin is now a high-ranking official in the family, so he knows the situation to some extent. The same goes for the existence of the Jam-ryeok-dan and Am-cheon.
"Is there another story?"
"I just came out, my eldest brother will hear and deliver important news anyway…" A
calm voice leaked out from between my lips.
"I'm too anxious to leave Noya alone."
His gaze, looking out the window, automatically turned to one person.
A petite old man lying on a bed as if in a deep sleep.
He could feel his pulse when he held his wrinkled hand, and he could feel his breathing in the slight ups and downs, but he hadn't come to his senses until the day had passed.
"When will you wake up?"
"The problem is not knowing exactly what that is."
"Didn't a well-known lawmaker visit in the name of who he was?"
"He said there was no way he could do anything about it. He said he wasn't seriously injured like the others, so he said he'd watch it first."
Hwasin Ghost (Fire God Demon). A new skill that can be said to be the essence of Yeolhwamun.
It has tremendous power enough to stand against a thousand warriors, but everything comes at a price.
The old man, who was already over 100 years old, did not have the stamina and strength left to deal with the aftermath.
"Maybe…"
I shook my head and brushed off the thoughts that came to my mind.
Let's put aside the negative thoughts.
The swordsman and the councilor said that there was no danger to their lives
. Haven't there been any suspicious guys in the meantime?"
The master of Shaolin Temple was assassinated inside the Moorim League. No one could say that he was safe. Just as Jeokcheongang protected me from the Blood Lord, I must protect him. Hyukmujin nodded with a confident
look .
) completely surrounds the palace. Don't worry."
"Jinryongdae? The one that is said to be the best of Taewon Jinga?"
"Yes. Lord Soga was also concerned about the safety of the enemy Daehyeop, so he assigned me. Who am I? Isn't it Hyuk Mujin, the leader of the Jinryongdae?"
"Uh…"
I looked him up and down, then slightly averted my gaze.
Hyuk Moo-jin's expression, which had been full of confidence, suddenly became shaken.
"What is that reaction?"
"never mind. I just thought that I wouldn't be able to leave my seat in the future."
"You really don't believe in the ability of Jinryongdae, the best of the family right now?"
"Uh huh. Because it's not. Just move on."
Hyukmujin, who was glaring at me with grim eyes, jumped up.
"All right. I will just report it to Lord Soga and withdraw."
"Hey, why are you saying that again? These days, puberty 7
"Isn't it because the captain speaks so sadly? Is this once or twice? yes?!"
"Lower your voice. Noya wake up."
"It's good to wake up."
That's it.
While I was at a loss for words, Hyuk Moo-jin started walking toward the door.
It is an action that wants people to hold onto it even at a glance. In this case, you have to live up to expectations again.
"Hey where are you going!"
Hyukmujin said with a sigh.
"All right. Even if I put up with everything else, I can't stand comments that disrespect even my subordinates!"
"Why again?"
I didn't expect those words to come out of your snout. Mujin is all grown up. You don't have to have your mouth circumcised."
"…I'm really going."
"Okay, okay. Sit down. Calm down and have a glass of water here."
"Hmph. I don't like it."
"Heh heh. Our Mujin has really grown up. He made me say it twice."
"...!"
Hesitantly, Moo-jin Hyuk slid his butt onto the chair.
"I still have to apologize."
"Huh? What kind of apology?"
"You ignored my subordinates."
"Why me? I've never ignored them."
"A little while ago, you said you wouldn't believe it. Didn't you ignore it as being weaker than the leader now?"
I drank cold tea.
"Well, we're not in the old school or the fifth generation, but there's a difference in level from that neighborhood. But all of the Jinryong University kids are young and talented? Yesterday, they
showed outstanding performance. Rescuing unknown people Aren't they Jinryongdae?"
Shaolin Temple is a giant tree. Yesterday's incident had to drop a large branch and many fruits, but the roots remained.
Shaolin's martial arts and surviving unknown beings were those.
Oh, did I say that an old monk named Goongcheon also lived
? I fought without giving up."
Hyuk Moo-jin stretched out his chest with a face full of pride
.
"What is it?"
"That the sub-owner is you."
"The subordinates stand upright and work from below, but the sub-owner is going to eat nogari here?"
"That's…"
"You say you care about your subordinates? Are you proud of it?"
"It's true! How much I care for them…"
Hyuk Moo-jin, who had been hesitant, regained his senses and poured out words as if
he had waited.
"Before that?"
"Yes?"
"What was your mission before that?"
"That is, of course, Lord Soga's bodyguard."
"Really?"
I laughed and took 'it' out of my pocket and threw it onto the table.
Shaking.
The guy who witnessed the gold mask sparkling yellow with a metallic sound sighed,
"Hey! Where is this…!"
"Wherever. Somehow, you're not the kind of person to do that, but after the preliminaries, you clung to me like a jingle."
"wait a minute. You misunderstood. I was really busy taking care of security…
"Misunderstanding? good misunderstanding Will you make it so that I won't have any trouble in the future?"
Quadduk.
The gold mask that couldn't overcome the strength of his grip shrank like a small ball. Hyukmujin's eyes shook like an earthquake.
"Are you guarding the gambling house, you bastard? It was so famous that I didn't even need to know about it. Some guy won 100,000 silver coins in one go and immediately lost 100,000 silver, so he's treated like a legend, not a legend."
Even in a serious atmosphere like now, I could hear it in my ears, so I said everything. One of the servants working at the Moorim Maeng even heard rumors that he left with a gun fight to see if he had hit the jackpot with Toto or Dodo.
"If I cared about my subordinates like that, I would have bet money by collecting dues. Are you going to eat it alone, afraid that the odds will drop?"
silent answer. Even if you have ten
mouths, you will have nothing to say. Hyuk Moo-jin, who had been hardened with a pale face, barely opened his mouth.
"Originally, life is…one shot."
This kid hasn't come to his senses yet.
It was the moment when I raised my fist while looking at Hyuk Moo-jin with a bewildered look.
Swoop Tak.
There was no sign or sound.
As if by magic, a young man, or an old man, climbed a dozen heights and landed on the window, grinning and waving.
"Can I talk to you for a second, friend?"
what is a friend
I let out a deep sigh while watching the Sword Master Maison Crane.