Chapter - 118 Episode 118. Plum blossoms will bloom in the world someday. (3)

"Turn it off."

My chin!

Wiso Haeng, who climbed the last hill, gasped.

'Why is the mountain so rough?'

As I have felt before, this mountain does not allow human access easily. Aside from being steep, the problem was that in order to reach the top, you had to climb numerous cliffs that you could barely attach.

But Wiso Haeng was able to climb the mountain easier than he thought.

Unlike in the past, piles were embedded on each cliff climbing the mountain, and the piles were connected to each other with thick ropes. Climbing the rope made it several times easier to climb the mountain than climbing the bare cliff.

"Oh, my God! And yet it's so hard."

Wiso Haeng stole sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

The shaman has a sea index, so the shaman must untie the sword and get off the horse. But there's no need for a sea index in Hawasan.

Because horses can't climb up here.

That's why it's said that everyone who climbs to Hawasan is equal. Gokwan daejak should also be disembarked from the kiln, and Yi Do, who rode the horse, should tie the horse at the bottom of the mountain and climb the Hwasan with his two feet. As such, Hawasan is tough.

"I don't know who thought it, but it's a great idea. This will make it more comfortable for those who climb up Hawaii."

It was amazing that I thought that the history of Hwasan would never be short, but Wiso Haeng nodded that I had done it now.

His eyes, which had been rejuvenated with sweat, finally caught the giant Hawaiian prose.

"……No, why aren't you familiar with anything?"

I don't think that prose was like that either.

When I visited Hawasan in the past, the collapsing prose remains so impressive that the magnificent prose that I can see now feels awkward.

I could see a signboard written "Great Hawasan faction" with a beautiful handwriting. The moment I see the signboard, I feel overwhelmed.

'It's definitely not what it used to be.'

Ten years is more than enough time for a literary faction to change, isn't it?

With high expectations, Wiso Haeng approached the prose of Hawasan.

To overshadow the great prose, there was no particular presence of a front-guarding stomach. And maybe it's still early, but the door was also tightly closed.

Wiso Haeng takes a short deep breath and knocks on the prose.

"Have you!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

I came to visit Munpa.

'Are you here?'

I wondered if it was right to shout, but it was difficult to find another suitable word.

"We invite you to visit Hawasan. Are you there?"

Shouting as politely as possible, Wiso Haeng stopped knocking on the door and waited for a while. If anyone heard it, by now...….

Squeak.

Sure enough, the door opened and one person stuck out his head inside.

Wiso Haeng happily opened his mouth. But before that, a bolt out of the blue flew in.

"I'm not going to be visited today."

"……Yes?"

"Hwasan is not accepting visitors today, so come back tomorrow."

"Oh, well, I didn't hear that."

No wonder no one climbed the mountain.

He's a real man!

"Sure."

"Well, wait a minute!"

Wiso Haeng exclaimed urgently.

"I'm sorry, but is there any way? I have to see the long-written man of Hawasan.""Today is a day without foreigners. If it's not urgent, tomorrow...…."

"I'm not a foreigner."

"Hmm?"

Baek Sang, a man who opened the door, looked up and down at Wiso Haeng.

I've never seen him before. But you're not a foreigner.

"I'm from Hwajeongmun. It's a song by Hawasan."

"Did you say Hwa Yeongmun?"

Baek Sang's way of speaking has changed.

"Yes, I have to meet a long writer about Hwayoungmun. It's an urgent matter. I know it's my fault to climb the mountain without properly recognizing the situation of the gate. However, given the circumstances of Hwa Yeong-mun, could you at least give him a message?"

Baek Sang spoke in a polite tone.

"I'm sorry, but I haven't heard of Hwa Yeongmun because I have a short knowledge."

"He……."

"But I can't know everything. I'll go in right away and ask about Hwayoungmoon and tell the person who wrote it."

"Thank you!"

"Then please wait a moment."

Baek Sang closes the door and goes inside. Still, I sighed thinking that I had avoided the worst.

'It was a great spirit.'

Apparently, he's not much older than Wiso Haeng, but he had a knife-like theft. I wonder what will happen if I hear a sword in the hand of the person I just saw.

Is this wasan?

Wiso Haeng waited for Baek Sang nervously.

"What if I get punched in the door?"

The anxiety grows when it comes to the realization that Hawasan's status has changed. Hawasan, who is now starting to make his name in the Dead Sea, may not be dealing with places like Hwajeongmun.

It's been decades since we had a proper exchange...….

It was then.

Gulp!

The door opens violently unlike before, and Baek Sang runs out of the door with a stiff face.

"You said Hwa Yeongmun, didn't you?"

"Huh? Ah... Ah, yeah! It's Hwa Young Moon."

"Inside, please. The writer says he'll see you right away."

"Yes?"

"Come on!"

"Oh, yeah!"

In a sudden change of attitude, Wiso Haeng walked inside along Baek Sang with a puzzled face.

* * *

I'm so nervous.'

Wiso Haeng swallowed a dry needle.

On the other side of him, Hyun Jong, a writer of Hawasan, was sitting with a loving face.

For Wiso Haeng, who is only a student of a small literary faction, facing Hyun Jong, a long-time writer of Hawasan, was a burden in itself.

But the burden did not end there.

From the left and right sides of Hyun Jong, the solemn looking people are seated.

Why did you have to go this far?'

In fact, I ran all the way to Hawasan with one last strand of anticipation, but I didn't expect to be able to face a long writer.

However, it is not easy to soothe the pounding heart now that not only the long-lived but also the elders and disciples of Hawasan are seen.

"Yes."

Hyun Jong opened his mouth with a soft voice.

"Did you say you were from Hwajeongmun?"

"Yes, yes, long-winded man! I'm Wiso Haeng of Hwayeongmun."

"Well, I see. I'm Hyun Jong, the author of Hawasan."

"It's an honor to meet you."

Hyun Jong smiled.

"There's nothing to be nervous about."

"……I'm a little timid."

Hyun Jong reached out and pointed to the car in front of Wiso Haeng.

"Then listen to the car a little. It'll make you feel better."

"Thank you."

Wiso Haeng reached for a teacup. I drink tea, but I don't know what it tastes and smells like. That means you're that nervous."Hwa Young Moon. It's Hwa Young Moon. I know Hwasan's inner family has a Chinese character, but maybe the last time I stopped by was about 13 years ago?"

"Do you remember?"

"Sure, you must be the little boy from then."

"That's right."

Then Wiso Haeng was not nervous at all, unlike now. I was at an age when I didn't know what it meant to climb the main mountain as a servant...….

'Hwasan back then was different from what he is now.'

The surprise in the prose was no surprise. Entering the prose, Wiso Haeng was stunned by the magnificent hall that filled the area.

Apparently, Hawasan in his memory was a desolate place with sparsely fallen halls, but what happened to him in the last ten years turned into this?

A seat makes a man...…. No, clothes are wings...….

"Money's wings!"

The realization of Hawasan's financial strength makes it even more shrinking. I wonder if he can ask for such a favor.

"Well, what made you want to see me?"

"Yes, it's a long story.…."

But the opportunity for Wiso Haeng to open his mouth wasn't so easy.

Gulp!

The door suddenly opened, and a cold-faced old man walks in.

"Hwa Young Moon? Did you say that someone from Hwa Young Moon is here, Jang Moon In?"

"Greetings first when you come in...…."

"Are you from Hwajeongmun?"

Hyun Young stares at Wiso Haeng with fierce eyes. Wiso Haeng, who flinched for nothing, nodded with a frightened face.

"Yes, I...."

Even before the end of the talk, Hyun Young approached him and swung his arm.

"Are you getting hit?"'

Wiso Haeng closed his eyes without realizing it. But Hyun Young smiled brightly and tapped Wiso Haeng on the shoulder.

"Yes, you're from Hwajeongmun! Hahahaha! He is indeed a disciple of Hwajeongmun!"

"……."

"What's going on? Feel free to talk to me! Did you come here because of any difficulties? I'll figure something out for you!"

"……."

Wiso Haeng looked at Hyun Young with a puzzled face.

What is this sudden hospitality?

Hyun Jong, who couldn't see it, dissuades Hyun Young.

"Isn't it embarrassing to act like that all of a sudden?"

"I'm Hwa Yeong-mun! Don't you understand?"

"Huh?"

Hyun Young slightly distorted his face and said.

"Hwa Young-mun is the only family that has consistently sent even a small amount of money to the home for the past 30 years! Now they're all packing gifts and bringing some money to see how they can cross the bridge. Where is the place other than Hwayeongmun where we preferred the main mountain when we were beggars?"

You look like a beggar in front of a customer.

Let's face it.….

"By the way, Hwayeongmun is the place where Hwasan sent money to help the country while he was eating from the ground! Money!"

"I knew it...…."

"There's no such thing as this. Hwayeongmun is the best of the Hawaiian folk songs! It's a place where I've been sending money for more than 30 years and never asked for anything. So how can it not be so pretty!"

The expression was radical but fully understandable.

It is not important that the amount of money is large and small. How much would the money that Hwa Yeong-moon sent help Hyun Young when he was about to fall into debt?

Money can be paid back, but the debt of the heart cannot be paid back. Hyun Young always had a huge debt of heart for Hwa Young-moon."Well, what's going on? Is there a shortage of money? Just say it! I'll lend it to you very cheaply."

"……Hyun Sang."

"Yes, a man of letters."

When Hyun Sang wakes up without saying a word, Hyun Young slightly pinches and closes his mouth.

"Oh, I see. Why don't you just shut up?"

Hyun Young, who has a protruding mouth, sits down in search and sits down. Hyun Jong sighed deeply at the sight.

'When will you grow up?'

To be exact, I am worried about when I will recover the iron that has suddenly disappeared. Hyun Young's iron, which flew away with Chung-Myung's appearance, did not expect to return until this moment.

"I think you're relaxed, so talk to me. What brings you to Hawaii?"

"Yes, a man of letters."

Wiso Haeng took a little deep breath and opened his mouth.

"Hwa Young-moon is angry. So my father sent me to ask for help in Wasan."

"What kind of help do you mean?"

"Chung-Myung."

"……Huh?"

Wiso Haeng's eyes are strained.

"I'd like to take Chung-Myung, the master of the Hwasan New Dragon!"

As soon as the name Chung-Myung came out, a deep prickliness began to appear on everyone's face in the hall.