Book 12 Chapter - 7

It's not a good habit. To this kind and gentle master, the Lord of the Disciple,

To the point where it makes me want to play it makes me want to play it."

The master looked to the side and pointed it out. But next time I'll fix it.

He didn't seem to expect that. It was a good judgment. Master's Eyebrows

The fruit beard was white as snow, and the shape beneath the fluffy eyebrows.

The bright, clear eyes made it difficult to guess the age and age. that

So Ryu-Yeon sometimes finds this master very different from the rest of the world.

It wasn't once or twice that I felt like a being.

"Tell me about the old days. It's like a story from the past."

Ryu-Yeon spoke in a rare sweet voice. Master at the age of twelve.

After reading the random hand-me-downs that he threw at him, he thought he'd been doing a lot better.

I realized that I couldn't. It occurred to me that this would not work.

Did you say it's a hell of a war? Knowing the enemyIt's only when you know someone that's not compromised, that you'll have an advantage in the fight.

It's something that can do. Of course, the hope of victory is just as high.

It's an obvious fact.

If this proverb is true, now I'm in such a disadvantageous position.

The master knows every detail of his habits.

On the other hand, he didn't know anything about the master at all. As it is

I'm sorry to hear that's too bad.

After that day, Ryu-Yeon thought it wasn't too late from now on.

He was determined to learn about the master step by step.

"What are you gonna do with yourself? It's never better to be curious about a person's past.

It's not a habit."

Master said in a gentle voice, exhorting.

"I just want to hear the great footsteps of my beloved master.

Please think of it as a wish."

Suddenly, his conscience ached like a needle. But Ryu-Yeon is...

I clenched my teeth and endured the pain.

"Really?"

The master's answer seems to rise with joy.

Ryu-yeon lamented to himself, 'I'm very limp at the time of the mundane world, too.

But you have to bend if you need to! Strong is the only good thing.

No, counseling isn't just a test that comes into being. a high sense of pain

Isn't there a rae?

The battlefield of life is only when you are able to master strong bending.

It's a law that can survive to the end and win. In addition

It was an unchanging truth that pain always ensues in victory.

"Please tell us about what happened in Gang-ho. Secrecy is a sunshine.

It's like the worst relationship between a bright master and a pupil. Never a recommended virtue

I mean, what were you like about the snacks?"

"Well, the past..."

Suddenly, the master turned his head and looked at the western sky. The sky is high.

It was green, and the clouds were quietly flowing westward in the east wind.

I feel like the master's gaze is far beyond the present.

Eh Ryu-yeon shuddered. I'm sure he's around.

And I can see its existence with my own eyes, but it's just a shell.

And that spirit is a great stomach that seems to be sailing far away.

There was a sense of harmony. What is the master watching now?

As Ryu-Yeon, who is not the party, has no way of saying it.

But it wasn't long before the Master returned to the present.

Came back to.

"Forgot it!"

The master replied with a serious face like a wise man. Just like that

Sometimes you look like a wise man with a serious face, but soon...

Ryu-Yeon, who dismisses it as an optical illusion of the blind eye and cuts off his nerves.

It was Ryu-yeon's belief that that would never happen.

Ida.

"What?"

Ryu-Yeon was dumbfounded and asked back.

"I forgot. I can't remember. It brings out of memory.

It was so long ago that I was at a loss for who I was.

I've forgotten myself."

For a moment Ryu-Yeon felt himself dazed. I never thought I'd get that answer.

It's something I never imagined. He stumbled, but he managed to fall.

His expectations for a long-winded tale of dance were shattered.

It's broken.

Is it senile dementia?'

Ryu-Yeon is struggling not to read his thoughts.

I thought so. If your thoughts are read out of the blue, you'll have a rock fist.A dry white salt will attack him like a magic bullet.

Intubated.

Every time I see that beard, I want to run and cut it off.

It was this soaring Ryu-Yeon. Nicely stretched silver

The beard was rich, but sometimes it didn't stop for ornamental use and pitiful.

The problem was the fact that the oppression of a poor disciple was often desired.

Ida.

Ryu-Yeon opened his eyes and examined the master's complexion. Airborne

It was a task that should be preceded by hiding and not being read.

But the master is searching through the forgotten past, and on the side of his lovely disciples,

I wasn't paying attention at all. Master's eyes are still a distant past.

He seemed to be staring intently at the afterimage of.

"But it is, isn't it? How irresponsibly can you say 'forgot. Forgot'.

Can you dismiss it with a simple word? Forced to do one thing.

You can't forget everything, can you? The master's tale of dance.

Think about the heart of the disciple who is looking forward to it with a fluttering heart.

Do it! Do it!"

Although Ryu-Yeon's mouth is now spouting blood, my heart is pounding.

The pulse of his heart, the distance, is cold without any disruption.

It was constant enough to do so. But it was true that curiosity was aroused. Here you go

I was even more curious because he seemed to try not to tell me.

"Well, the past, the past..."

Master comes up with words that he hasn't used for a long time in his old memories.

It was like a man struggling to keep his mouth-watering. It's been a while since I've been thinking.

Consistency in silence covers the dust buried deep in the storage of memories.

It looked like he was pulling out a collection of artificial album from the past. Rain, of course

Ryu Yeon already has a poor memory storage system and the current state of keeping records.

There was a lot of questioning about. It's been a while before the storm started.

Kite asked again, "I can't take it anymore."

"Do you remember anything now?"

Shaking his head, Master Shaking.

"I don't remember."

The search for the warehouse did not seem to have been successful. Or sleep something.

Either he's hiding it from God... or the master's past in a shroud of secrecy.

Layered in layers, I've never looked into it yet.

Somehow I felt bad at the thought.

Ryu-Yeon cried out in a fit of rage.

"Does that make any sense? What kind of amnesia is Master?"

"Is there a law that says I shouldn't be amnesia?"

"Why don't you just say you forgot how to spoon your rice? Then I'd rather believe it.

You'll be happy."

"Oh, my God, you little prick! You're a very senile old man.

You're determined to make it! What you don't remember is what you don't remember.

What else do you need to say? Master is heaven, therefore, the word.

It is a thousand people in the sky. Algan?"

Ryu-Yeon was forced to take a step back by the heavy handed master's attitude.

This is because he has yet to get his money's worth even if he fights against his master. Damage prevention,

Damages, aftereffects, overwhelming emotion, hornyness.

Ryu-Yeon was not stupid enough to execute.

Ryu-Yeon has revised its strategy from hard-line policy to appeasement policy again. that

The voice of changed from the north wind of winter to the breeze of spring again.

"Didn't you ever live in a strong house as a strong house?"

"Kang-ho? There used to be something like that. I think it's still there.""These days, too."

Ryu-Yeon answered briefly and decisively.

"However, Ryuyeon..."

"What?"

The master's eyes looked beyond the years. Buy it with a caring voice.

Boo said.

"Now those things are meaningless to me. I've lived too long.

Now the past doesn't mean anything to me... and it affects me any more.

I can't even hit it. For me now, only the present is important."

"For example, what kind of alcohol would you like to drink this evening?

Is it?"

Master grinned at him.

"That's what it is it. You've gotten a lot smarter. You know how to read the master's mind?

Are you a grown-up now? A child can understand his parents' minds.

It is said that it is near impossible..."

It was a compliment after a long time.

"Not that big of a deal. That's the basic. I'm usually smart.

You have to do it to get something you don't know. I'm afraid I'm too smart.

I don't get anything!"

Ryu-Yeon picked up his head as if he was proud of himself. Cow.

Master Lee couldn't help but admire her brazenness every time.

"You cheeky bastard! You're 300 years too early to say that.

Master said in a ridiculous way.

"I'm a man who doesn't exist in the river. So I'm gonna tell you what I'm gonna tell you about Kang-ho.

I think I did something, but I don't know what it is.

I've already forgotten who I am. It was a long time ago. They're all a long way off.

It's a thing of the past, and now it's a little thing that doesn't have to be undone.

I think it was."

"As expected, senile dementia!"

What Ryu-Yeon is like, a noble and prestigious Member of Parliament.

Diagnose like that and turn your head off with a face that's certain of your true vein.

It was thanks to you.

"Hey!"

At once, the red-faced master's hands split through the air.

Just like that!

Master's Albaam set off a fire of punishment on his forehead. Ryu-Yeon의

The stars shone in front of my eyes.

"Oh, my God, oh, control! These days, honesty and truth are shunned.

I see!"

Ryu-yeon's characteristic was that he didn't say he was wrong even if he died soon.

"Oh, my God! I told you to be respectful and aweful of your master.

I don't know... respect and love for the master should be like faith.

Sister, you've told me!"

Master said in a voice filled with conviction.

"A mission to you, who has no respect for me today.

Let us know what courtesy and pride are, and what it's like to defend them.

Hey, you d*mn thing! Dig in that thin earhole and listen carefully!"

Master said in a stern, stern and peremptory voice. quite an artist

I was shaped. If you rebel at times like this, the results were not good every time. Master

I know from my long-standing student life that it's scary to be sincere.

It was Ryu-Yeon.

Master slowly opened his mouth.

"The laws of any country are not mine. I'm not sure what regulations and regulations and rules.

It is neither bound nor bound. People in the world are forced to frame it.

An example of ostentatious morality, embellished and polished with a set of tongue.

I don't care about temples. I only look and listen with my eyes and ears, sleep.

Speak and act as God's heart commands."

Stopping for a moment, Master glances to see if Ryu-Yeon listens to him.Go went on again.

"Even if someone says it's wrong, what's right is not wrong. that

The same is true of opposition. To measure one's value by the standards of others, to sweep in.

Don't join the clowning of such a silly public entering. Ooh

As long as Lee sticks to the standards of truth that his heart presents,

It works."

"Us?"

"Yes, you and me! So, we! If you're a student of the Roe Moon, you're right.

And to act. So you have to be responsible for the name."

"Your name?"

"Yes, name! There's only one thing I still remember and tell you.

It's

The invisible dignity rose like a haze from the master's predecessor.

Suddenly, the master seemed to be a giant.

"Nobody can use the name of a torpedo. It's because he's...

The same goes for anyone. The only way we can write that name is if we don't know the name.

It's only a descendant."

"What about the roe?"

"You're a client? Hmmm…"

Master seemed a little worried.

"You need permission to use that name. No one is incompetent.

I can't write the name of the roe. There are so many fish in the world.

Take the name of the roe and put it in front of your name. ridiculous

How dare you name a man in the face when he's not even capable?

What are you talking about? Teach such foolish people the subject. that

A name is not a name for you."

"And what about the former?"

It was Ryu-Yeon who was persistent. Master Glance at Ryu-Yeon

The boy tried to avoid it, but the old man was faster.

Just once! There was a spark in front of me.

"It's the same, same! Brain failure to pass the test.

I don't deserve to write my name. Yeah, sure."

Master added one more word here.

"Honor is courtesy of a name. Therefore, the name is more names.

To spoil is to defame the hon. Therefore, you are our gate of corruption.

You must do your best with pride to protect someone's name. You are Woo

Can you stand Lee's name being defiled?"

"How can you stand such a thing?"

Of course, you can't put up with such a bloody thing, and you can't put up with it. Something like that.

Enduring is very harmful to your mental health, and he's been learning it for a long time.

I knew it well. It doesn't do anything to make the world happy.

will

"So keep that in mind!"

"Yes, Master!"

Ryu-yeon replied in a determined voice. It's not like a poem.

It wasn't the usual way to joke around and play.

"Nim!"

Master did evil.

"Yes, sir!"

Ryu-Yeon responded immediately. This time, the word "master" goes somewhere.

It was gone. The master's fist slowly goes up, preparing for another punishment from heaven.

Ryu-Yeon sat slowly, poised to flee.

I slightly took my butt off from the top.

But the master's fist did not fly. At that moment, the end of the fishing rod flinched.

It was a staggering experience. It was a long-awaited bite.

He's always a self-indulgent, self-indulgent master, but it's his honor.

I remember being quite strict about that.

Did they say it's hard to hear? I don't want to do this, but I do.

You have to do it because the action makes your mind noisy.There are many cases that Ryu-yeon wasn't to that extent, and his own literary circle.

He's kind enough to forgive his name for being soiled.

I couldn't. I was never a good man.

A cloud hanging high over the blue sky peeped through the cracks.

Pieces were running like powerful horses in a strong west wind.

"You have to do what you have to do!"

In a dull voice, he spoke quietly.

Big mistake in salinity

"Do you know the congruent wall?"

asked Dong vacation.

"Well, how do you do that?"

Salinity was astonished that there were people who knew it but themselves.

"I've had a painful experience!"

The face of Oriental studies and defeat, the pain that has been endured from the past to the present.

The rim passed by by by a sneakily.

"You didn't survive the attack?'

Salinity and ice blackness were bound to be astonished. Master, if you call it a dry-hair wall.

It was one of the most powerful seals of N's power. made of cast iron

It's their credit that even humans can't stand up to it and survive it.

It was a common opinion. And now that he's survived the seal,

How can they believe it!

But the truth is, these two old men also ate the herbivorous power in front of them.

It did not survive the confrontation. These two were born a hundred years ago when they were born a thousand years ago.

They were the ones who were attached to the Ryeongs and swept the Jeongyangdo Island.

Both of them had a painful experience of being beaten by the Taegeuk Shin Army. These two

We were still friends a hundred years ago, but even after joining forces, the military of the Taegeuk New Korean Army, Hyukwol

Lin's left field and excellent prosecution failed to stop him. Then the black flag of excellence.

The wounds to the left's index finger still remain fresh in both of their bodies.

It was.

To be honest, when they came up against the wall of congealing, they gave up their resistance.

At the same time, I threw away my hope of life. There's no help from their master, He.

If it were, they should have buried their bones there that day. And that

A hundred years to work together to break something. Even if it's not him.

The time has come for revenge.

"Come on, show me your dry-hair wall."

But the two had no choice but to become honeyed mittens. Still discharged

This is because he could not show what he had not learned in front of others.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid?"

"I don't think so. I don't know what fear is."

"Then you don't... you still haven't mastered it?"

The absurdity of Orientalism. Shame on the face of the instant ice sword and salinity.

It turned red with

"People have their own reasons. I'm asking too deeply.

Do not change the fact that we are dealing with you.

Oh."

The old man's eyes narrowed at the words of the bingo. The intuition of an old man is very strong.

It was being evaluated as outstanding.

"What happened to the New Army?"

It was a voice that thoroughly suppressed the tremors of emotions. Old man's own agitation.

It's something you don't want to be read by the other person.

"He is praised as a god of nothing. I call you a new soldier.

It's not a name to be called wealth."

Binggum replied coldly.

"Are you still alive?"

Slightly examine the bingo and salinity. To them in the shadow of a thousand ghosts.

This was an enormously serious issue, as it were.

"Do you think there is a sword in this world that will hurt him?"

Binggum answered around, unperturbed. He's never been a master.I didn't say yes. But he didn't even say he was dead.

It's like the blade of a double-edged sword to determine the authenticity of the word.

It seemed to be trying to dissect this ice sword's cold eyes. But blue and silver

The prosecutor of did not budge.

"......."

Ssangma replied in silence. It was a creature called an atheist. the identity

I knew it well. There was a time when I learned a painful lesson. No matter how hostile it is

It was true that relationships were difficult to say carelessly.

But Dong-Bak was not an ordinary person either. Heukdo Island, which I've been through a lot.

He's a big shot in the world. I don't usually talk much, but I need to talk.

There was never a way to be silent when there was. He has a hunch about this tug-of-war.

I saw through the loophole of the flag. The old man's sharp gaze at the salinity.

I did. The old man knew what he had to do.

said Dong-Bak, kicking his tongue bitterly.

"I'm sorry if you want to say that I'm still breathing."

I can't believe it. He died in the fields and was not fed by wild animals.

I'd be glad if it was. Teach me where the grave is later. Cleanup of the past

I'll give you a ride of incense later. I hate sin, but I'm a man.

I told you not to hate him, so I'm gonna slit or dismember a corpse digging a grave digs.

I'll save you the punishment of being a deputy. That's the kind of thing you're going to get.

Even though he deserves it a thousand times. You're the kind of people we give you.

You must be deeply grateful for your kindness and generosity! Come to think of it, at the end of the year,

That was pathetic. Yeah. A world without a proper heir.

I can't believe you left. It's just two half-digit students.

Hey, is it a bunch of two?"

Each and every one of them was an extreme language that stimulated people's psychology.

The old man's sarcastic words blow the hearts of the salinity and the bingo.

The final blow, in particular, was fatal. finally unbearable

Salinity of anger exploded.

"Shut up, you f*cking old man! Any more insults to the late master.

Don't do it! I'll tear you to pieces!"

"Salinity!"

A scream burst out of the bingo's mouth. the instantaneous salinity

Oysters became thin in an instant. What a terrible mistake you've made.

I realized that

"What an idiot, an idiot!"

Salinity had nothing to refute even if he heard such a thing.

"LOL, LOL..."

It was a terrible threat to tear him to death so he wouldn't be left in shape, but East.

A smile of triumph came to my mouth during the vacation. He is filled with joy.

I was out of control of something.

"Laughing out loud! Hahaha! Hahaha!"

I can't think of anything coming out of an old man's skinny body.

A loud laugh of joy resonated in the canyon.

The canyon was shaking. Some government officials can't stand it and turn their ears off.

I blocked it's blocked.

"Finally, did Hyukwolin finally die? Because of him.

I've never been able to breathe properly... ..and now I'm looking at the light of the world.

You'll be able to walk pleasantly. Unless he comes forward, he's not gonna believe anything.

I was worried there was no one to stop me, but thank you for letting me know. Thanks a lot!"

The bingo's face hardened to a wretched degree. It is a must-have

It was the face of a determined man. Salinity is shocked by its own mistakes.I had received

Binggum thought that d*mn mouth was the equation. I'll never let it slide.

It was a secret that shouldn't be. So far, the Heavenly Spirit has made its full appearance.

The secretive activities that have been carried out by Musin Hyukwolin and Musinma Gal Jung Hyuk.

It was because the shadow was cast over the river. If there are two radishes

If Monsin, one of the crabs, died, the shadow faded.

There wasn't one either.

An image of the Southern Palace, where the salinity barely returned from a state of mental panic is a little off.

I shouted while looking at

"Sang, play the game with the Redeemers! Don't let anyone in. that

And at all costs, you must never let those two go.

Everything."

"Huh? A long time ago!"

The statue of the Southern Palace looked like he didn't know what was going on, but he ordered it.

The marquis dispersed in unison, quickly circling the two old men.

The weapon in their hands shone softly. But ah

The vast majority of the government officials have lost track of how things are going.

It was.

Then Salinity shouted out loud again.

"What are the others doing now? Are you watching a fire? You want to die.

If you don't, just jump! The procrastinator has to repeat 50 special training sessions.

Everything."

The government officials, who had been sitting idle at the scolding of the salinity, hurriedly moved their bodies.

Strangely enough, they don't seem to know exactly what happened yet.

He looked like he didn't know why he was making such a fuss. Ooh.

You're surrounded by a dozen men, but don't look like two old men.

It was peaceful as if I were taking a walk.

"Never let them live!"

The distorted bingo's face was devastating.

"You understand, you idiot! What you did, you tie the knot. We are the association

You can't let them live even if you're a ball!"

He's bringing out a narrow attack that he doesn't want to do more than die.

It was a good representation of whether things were taken seriously. The breath of a thousand frightened spirits.

I couldn't volunteer to open up myself. Musin and Musinma.

For the past hundred years, it has been a weight-bearing, shackled, restricted movement of the thousand spirits.

It's something that doesn't show up to the dead master.

Calm had flown out of nowhere. Even the heart is cold.

The bing sword that said the crab would be frozen has this urgent, embarrassing look on his face.

It was the first time. As such, the issue was urgent.

"Will killing the two of us solve the problem? There's an ambush up there.

People are not deaf. To the extent that Nobu's voice boasts,

I don't think it's that big of a deal, but I don't think they've ever heard

Don't you think it's too late?"

Yumdo's face turns pale with the sneering words of Orientalism.

Lost. It may be too late to stop the running cart. But next to

The ice black in hasn't changed a single face color. His face was never defeated.

It wasn't his face.

"That's not gonna happen. Before this thoughtfulness that just fell for your provocation,