A cushion of thorns, no, it feels like walking on a thorny field.
Every time I took a step along the Maejonghak, my face stung from the stares flying at me.
The emotion contained in that gaze is awe and curiosity.
Now everyone knows. The fact that the identity of the young man who was treated as a lucky soldier in the village just a few days ago is a great soldier called the swordsman.
"Right? Geomseong Maijonghak Daehyeop."
"Hey, you look so young. I thought Banrohwandong was absurd nonsense."
"As expected, Maejonghak Daehyeop. He turned Murim upside down."
The muffled conversations of the people pierced my ears.
"But who is next to you?"
"Isn't it Jin Tae-gyeong, the Shanseo Jamrong? I heard from someone I know yesterday, how did the Shanseo Jamrong hold his neck while talking to Maejonghak Daehyeop?"
"Huh uh uh. Isn't that enough to be a Gwangryong rather than a Shanseo Jamryong?"
No Sibeol. I did it because I knew it.
It was
because
I didn't know it.
"You kill me twice.
We moved to a quiet backyard.
It's still early spring, but the weather was warm and the flowers were in full bloom. Mae Jong-hak, who was walking looking at an unknown flower, opened his mouth.
"First of all, I should say thank you. "
"which…?"
"Cheongpung. I heard that you were a great source of strength for that child."
"Do you have any strength?"
"I don't know the details, but it must have been a big help to call that child a benefactor."
I don't know the details, but I don't know too much?
I wondered what kind of expression Mae Jong-hak would make if he gave a few to Bingdangho and heard the sound of benefactors.
"Actually, I was very worried about that child. But this time, seeing you, I put my mind at ease. I have a debt of heart."
"Ah yes."
I don't want to talk about Bingdang Lake. It is said that Sword Saint owes a debt of heart, but there is no need to eat my flesh.
"Is the Qing Xiaoxi doing well?"
"I have recovered to the point where I can move. As soon as I opened my eyes, they swarmed to see you."
"Oops. So how did it go?"
"hmm? They became quiet when they gave me dumplings."
After all, 20 years of parenting is not going anywhere. He knows very precisely how to handle blue wind.
"How is the enemy confrontation?"
"You haven't woken up yet. I have something to ask you about that matter…"
"Ask me anything."
I struggled to open my mouth,
"There is a possibility that I will never wake up???… Is there a possibility?"
Hmm."
Mae Jong-hak stroked his sleek chin,
"What did the doctor I sent say?"
"Oh you mean that person?"
I felt bad when I thought of the mouse-looking old clinic I visited yesterday
.
"Quack. You mean Luoyang Guiyi?"
"It's Luoyang Kai or something. After looking at it for a while, it suddenly leaves saying there's no way to do anything about it. What is that quack?"
What kind of old man's spirit was so great that he grabbed his arm in absurdity and screamed so hard that his deafness fell. He screamed that he would never
see Jeokcheongang's treatment again, so he had no choice but to let go
. She clicked her tongue
.
"Then…"
My heart sank at the sight of Maijonghak nodding his head.
He patted me on the back, as if that thought was evident on his face.
"Don't worry too much. If life and death were in jeopardy, Luo Yang Guei wouldn't have just returned."
It was a warm consolation, but all the troubles in my heart did not disappear.
It is the Jeokcheongang that seemed to wake up soon.
For the past year, he has been a teacher who generously passed on everything to me, and on the other hand, he was like a paternal grandfather.
'no. Nothing special.'
I struggled to suppress the rising anxiety.
I have already looked at the state of the Jeokcheongang among the warriors and famous people who are among the ten fingers in the world. For now, it was best to trust them.
After thinking about it, I changed the topic.
"Are there more facts about Amcheon?"
"It's dark…"
Mae Jong-hak looked at the flower field with a strange expression.
"I can't figure it out at all."
"What parts are you talking about?"
"entire."
"Yes?"
"I'll ask you. Did you feel anything strange about this incident?"
I was deep in thought before opening my mouth.
Yesterday, too many things were going on urgently, so I didn't notice it, but there is something that definitely raises my doubts.
"If there are any parts that I find strange… there are a few things."
"Something?"
"First of all, I don't know their intentions."
"Go on."
"If Amchun had intended to hit Murim, he should have prepared a bigger blow."
The leaders of the political faction Murim gathered in one place.
If the goal of Darkness is to destroy the political faction and take over the world, it is worthwhile to plant explosives at least. Regardless of the
possibility of success, it is a golden opportunity to annihilate the enemy's leadership in one fell swoop.
But at the cost of sacrifice The only ones are Beopwang Guengdo and Shaolin Temple. They set a clear target from the start and moved
. It's a feeling."
Maizonghak, who had been quietly listening to the story, suddenly opened his mouth,
"The metaphor is wrong. Shaolin Temple is the symbol of a political faction. Amcheon destroyed that symbol and imprinted their existence."
"Was it necessary?"
"There are several speculations. The first is that they want a head-to-head fight."
"…I hope so."
"Don't underestimate demons. They are only ruled by blood and power. That's no different from the demons of the Great War. It's completely unpredictable."
Maijonghak shook his head and continued,
"Second. Amcheon is just a tent."
"A tent?"
"Do you know who the people who caused the bloodshed in Shaolin Temple are?"
"Yin-Yang Twins… Ah."
"Yes. During the Great War of Demonic Cult, the Great Demonic Douji made a name for himself under the banner of the Demonic Cult.
Even though many years have passed, there is a strong possibility that he is still following the Demonic Cult."
It is said that Amcheon is a chain store of the Demonic Cult. No, it could be a sub-organization. As Maijonghak said, there was a good enough possibility.
However, if there is one thing that gets in the way…
"Is that Blood Juice also a member of the Demonic Cult?
" I don't know."
Maijonghak, who answered without hesitation, scratched his chin.
"The Sleep Force you learned, the Explosive Magic Ball used by the raiders of Shaolin, and even the person called Blood Master. It definitely smells like the Demonic Cult… but something is different.
It got darker and more bizarre."
Maejonghak is a living witness who has experienced the Great War of Jeongma with his whole body. He must have personally experienced their martial arts while fighting numerous enemies. He is one of the leading experts in magic arts in the political sect Murim. What he says is no different from the established theory in the academic world. "Especially, the technique I saw last time
. It was something I had never experienced before."
It's not a new law or a light technique. It's a technique. I
've heard that there are all sorts of bizarre techniques in the Demonic Cult, but I didn't know that even such a thing was possible. Even
I, who was used to magic, was surprised with my mouth wide open.
'Isn't that almost magic?'
"There is a difference of opinion as to where such a number of enemies came from. If such a technique is used
If it could be used on a large scale…"
"The thought of it is terrifying."
The word "surprise" is also ridiculous. If the enemy suddenly appears in the east and west like Hong Gil-dong, it's like lightning
.
It was a time when I clicked my tongue while thinking about this and that.
"Have you ever thought about that?"
Maijonghak's transparent eyes stared at me,
"Why are they so obsessed with green jade Buddha?"
"I don't know. Because it's a sacred object of Shaolin Temple?"
"It's okay if you break it."
"I think it might have been more focused on stealing. To be honest, I want to take it and use it for something."
The chrysanthemum I remember was nothing more than a special wand.
I thought it looked even more amazing because it was imbued with the authority of the head of Shaolin and the thousand-year history of Shaolin Temple.
It's not an elder wand, but what can I do with a green fluorescent wand?
" there must be Other people's opinions were the same."
After that, Mai Jong-hak, who had been deep in thought, suddenly opened his mouth.
"Are you aware that Ambassador Hongdo left me a letter?"
"It's the first time I've heard of pepper hair."
"Maybe he guessed his fate, he left an arrangement. The letter said that you are a star that will drive away the darkness."
"You are a genius I have never seen before. Look around. Who else has reached that level at that age?"
I thought for a moment and answered.
"It's a blue wind."
"ah. Right."
"Pung crossed the climax when the child was eighteen. I think you would have done that too?"
"At that time, it went well in a different sense.
The nickname was Night King."
"It is comparable to the Five Kings. What do you mean?"
"no. I go to Giru so much."
"Oh, I see."
A chilly silence passed.
Mae Jong-hak, who had been scratching the back of his head unable to find words for a moment, laughed hysterically,
"As expected, he is my grandson."
"…I'll just go."
Behind me as I turned around, the call of the Maison Crane resonated.
"I'll be back soon! With news that will surprise you!"
Ah, somehow I'm excited.
"Are you here?"
When I returned to the room where Jeokcheongang was lying, Hyukmujin bowed his head and greeted me. Unlike before, I smiled happily at the military discipline
. Do you like it?"
"Of course. I will protect it."
"Uh. Let's go."
"Honorable name!"
It was at that time when Hyuk Moo-jin was about to get out of the room as quickly as possible
.
"If you don't put it down until the count of three, you will be killed today. one two."
Shake well.
Hyuk Moo-jin, who had put down the gold mask that had been gathered by force earlier, lowered his head powerlessly.
"Ah, did you know?"
"Do I look like a Hogu?"
"Chief, please, this time I wrote even Yeomwangchae…"
Even 100,000 Nyong was not enough, so he even brought private loans.
You're crazy. I clicked my tongue and put the gold nugget into my bosom.
look."
"Hey, that means…"
"I'm going to rest from now, so don't let anyone in. Even my eldest brother"
"You mean the cow owner too?"
"okay. Say you're sleeping because you're tired."
Looking out the window, I see the sky slowly turning red.
"The deadline is tomorrow morning. can you do it?"
Hyukmujin nodded resolutely.
"I will give my life."
"I know I won't give it anyway, so keep what I said."
"Honorable name!"
It sounds like John.
Hyuk Moo-jin, who had a bright color, smiled and moved away.
I stared at the face of Jeokcheongang, who seemed to be soundly asleep, and lay down on the bed next to me.
'How much is this?'
The past year has been running without a break.
Now I desperately want to loosen the reins a little and return to the arms of my family.
'log out.'
belt ring.
My vision went black with the familiar sound of the alarm.