Chapter - 167 Episode 167. But I walk with you. (2)

"Well done, wasan, dinosaur."

"……How many days do you stick together after you say you're taking a day off?"

"The food here is delicious, the bed is comfortable, the alcohol is...…. Oh, no. It's not that, but I can't get well...…."

Chung-Myung looked at Hong Dae Kwang with incredulity.

'How did this great man open up?''

In the past, openness was the risk of life on a single agreement. Considering the loss of power, Hawasan suffered the most damage in Daesan, but considering the number of dead Mundo, there is no one who dares to follow the opening.

I was thinking about the open-mindedness of the consultation, and seeing such a slow-moving human being...….

"Was the opening always slow?'

I don't know. People change on the battlefield.

"Anyway, the Hawaiian dinosaur. Are you going back to Hawaii now?"

"You have to."

"Really?"

Hong Dae Kwang's eyes changed seriously. He commands a deep hand at Chung-Myung.

"Hong Dae Kwang, the open-door Nakyang Buntajoo and Chilgyeolgae. Thank you for the help that Hawasan gave to open up in this case. Open is a door that never forgets grace. I will try to return this favor someday."

Chung-Myung also took out his pranks this time and faced Hong Dae Kwang.

"Don't mention it."

It was not long before the two people with their hands down faced each other with awkward faces.

How should I say this.

I feel like I've developed a comradeship.

"And now you'd better be careful."

"What?"

Hong Dae Kwang whispered.

"Whether you like it or not, this will bring your reputation to the fore. Everyone watched you play. After two years of Hwajong Branch, your reputation, which had faded a little, will spread again."

"Hmmm."

"It's not necessarily a good thing to have a reputation in a strong lake. In other words, more people are jealous of you and more people are trying to bring you down and gain fame."

"What an obvious story."

Chung-Myung said bluntly.

I've had enough of that already. And all the guys who came like that went back with wind holes in their hips.

After beating up every single one of them, didn't you get the grandiose nickname of plum blossom inspection?

"People give you advice!"

Chung-Myung nodded reluctantly when Hong Dae Kwang got angry. Anyway, he's not Chung-Myung for plum blossoms, he's the Hawaiian dinosaur Chung-Myung.

"I believe you will do well on your own. And from now on, I'll send people to Hawaii regularly."

Chung-Myung slightly glowed his eyes.

"Whoa?'

Sending people won't just mean open fire. This means that the opening will continue exchanges with Hawaii in the future.

"I don't have anything for you."

"That's for us to judge."

Hong Dae Kwang smiled.

"We are also planning to re-install the open chords that we had once withdrawn. So if you need any information about the opening, you can ask them."

"You're taking our information from the chords, right?"

"Haha, that's how you live and help."

Chung-Myung grinned.

It's not a bad suggestion. Rather, it is what I hoped for. Now one of the things that Hawasan lacks is information.

In fact, Hawasan's intelligence is now inferior to that of a small and medium-sized group. Now that you've been stuck in a mountain valley worrying about money, do you have any idea what's going on out there?

Chung-Myung added with a nod.

"Additionally there."

"Huh?"

"Those who come to the harmony fight, they're smart kids. I have a lot of information I want to know.""Hmmm."

"And leave a couple of beggars in Namyoung and apply for Hwa Yeongmun. I'd like you to give me a few contacts as well."

"I'll do that."

The decision was clear and quick.

Anyway, it wasn't without income.'

I didn't get what I was aiming for, but it's not a normal income. Anyway, as Hwasan was kicked out of the old file room, he was able to interact with and get information again with the opening of the relationship that was completely.

I think Hyunjong will shed tears of emotion if he finds out.

"Thank you, wasan, anyway."

"Yes, take care. We'll never see each other again."

"Maybe I'll see you again."

Hong Dae Kwang left the words behind and waved.

"Wait a minute.

Chung-Myung grabs Hong Dae Kwang's waist as he tries to turn around.

"Huh?"

"Don't forget the promise."

"Promise?"

"I'll send that beggar to Wasan."

"……."

Hong Dae Kwang's eyes trembled a little.

"Oh, yes, of course. I'm not forgetting."

"Don't think I'm going to fall for it. I'll never forget."

"……."

What the hell did he do to this guy?

"I keep my word! I'm Hong Dae Kwang!

"If you don't keep your promise, you shouldn't think about breaking open chords."

"...okay."

Hong Dae Kwang would laugh if other people made such threats, but I couldn't laugh because I had already checked Chung-Myung's last name countless times.

Anyway, Hong Dae Kwang left Namyoung under threat until the end.

After completing the last task to be done in Namyeong, Hawasan's disciples stood at the main gate of Hwa Yeongmun with a bundle around them.

Wiso Haeng and Hwa Yeongmun's Mundo, including Wirip San, came out to see them off.

"Thank you very much."

"Don't mention it."

Baek Cheon was spoken by Wirip San.

Already, Baek Cheon and Wirip San had discussed over a few days how to run Hwayeongmun in the future and how to support Hwasan.

As Wirip San, who put a stovepipe into the main building just in case of the crisis, I couldn't help but appreciate his disciples who solve all the problems and promise to support them.

"There's a lot of work to be done by the Lord Hwa Young-moon. There are many expectations in the main mountain as well."

"Would I be a great man? But I'll do my best with this one-body repair."

As Wirip San lowered his head deeply, so did his students.

"Chung-Myung stamp."

Wiso Haeng looks at Chung-Myung with a face full of regret.

"Why?"

"Something's missing……."

"There's a lot to be desired. We'll see each other more often now."

That's a welcome and worrying thing to say.

"Can I become a disciple of the main mountain later?"

"No, I can't."

Chung-Myung cut the line firmly.

"You have to be the master of Hwajeongmun."

"……I guess so."

"But it's possible to come to the main mountain and train. Because Hawasan doesn't discriminate between a stenographer and a native disciple. Jo-Gol's death penalty here is also intended to go down from Hawaii one day to succeed the family."

"Oh, Master Jo-Gol?"

Wiso Haeng looked at Jo-Gol as if he had found the answer. Then Jo-Gol shook his hand in bewilderment.

"Oh, it hasn't been confirmed yet!"

"Anyway, that's possible."

Wiso Haeng's eyes are filled with determination.

"So for now, you have to help him. You'll have a lot of work to do for a while.""I will."

Wiso Haeng smiled back as if the blockage had been lifted.

When the situation was roughly settled, Baek Cheon greeted Wirip San once again.

"Then I'll be on my way."

"I'm going a long way, but I need to give you some money."

"It's all right!"

Chung-Myung stuck out his belly. There's something sticking out of his chest.

"Because we're rich!"

"……."

Uh... yeah.

"Anyway, I'll see you next time."

"Take a look."

As Hwasan's disciples waved away, the people of Hwajeongmun waved back.

"He's gone."

"Yes, he's gone."

It felt like a storm had swept away.

Feeling slightly empty, Wirip San smiled softly as he looked at the back of Hwasan's disciples.

'Hwasan will be different.'

No, it's already changed.

And one day their names will be cast off into the heavens with the name of Hawasan.

I can't stay like this.'

"Let's go in. to have a lot of work to do Ten bodies are not enough to do the homework given by the main mountain!"

"Yes, Father!"

The disciples of Hwa Yeongmun turned around.

Their shoulders were full of confidence and pride that they had never had.

The phrase "Hwasan House" written on the signboard of Hwayeongmun appeared more straight today.

* * *

The streets looked rather dreary.

All those who flocked to Namyeong escaped, and Namyeong residents were surprised by a series of events and refrained from going outside, making the city quiet.

"It's a waste of time, after all."

"It's not a waste."

Baek Cheon shakes his head at Yoon-jong's words.

"We have dealt with the work of Hwajeongmun, and we have a good relationship with openness. In the meantime, he fought a fierce battle with a shaman, raising Hawasan's reputation. You can't get more than that."

"That's true, private residence."

However, I can't help but feel sorry for myself.

I had a hard time with the mixed fabric, but I didn't get anything from the sword gun.

"Yakson…Yakson, you d*mn man!"

Chung-Myung kept grinding his teeth to see if that part still bothered him.

But what can I do? It doesn't mean that mixed fabric falls from the sky just because it drags on. I have no choice but to go back.

Baek Cheon sneaked a step forward. I think I have to leave Namyoung quickly so that I can lose my lingering feelings.

Then Yoo-Esul, who had been silent until now, opened his mouth.

"By the way."

"Huh?"

"Why did a man named Yakson become a scrapper?"

"Huh?"

Yoo-Esul looks back at Chung-Myung.

"You said before. Let's start from there. Starting with the scar."

Baek Cheon nodded and added.

"Come to think of it, I think you said that. Chung-Myung, what's the reason?"

"How am I supposed to know. I'm just saying."

"Yes."

Baek Cheon shook his head.

It was surprisingly Jo-Gol who answered the question.

"Because I had to hide who I was."

"Huh?"

"It was something that Yakson should never have done. You would have knocked down the masters and stolen the sword. It'd be crazy to name it Yakson. There were people trying to kill Yakson."

"That's a matter of course……."

Baek Cheon narrowed the gap between his forehead.

I think there may be some other reason.

I felt like that alone didn't explain anything.

"No, not there."

This time it was Yoon-Jong.

"You've been hiding your identity and taking away your sword."

"That's right."

"Why did you do that? I don't think he wanted it in the first place, given that he took it away and smashed it in a sword gun like that."Jo-Gol narrowed the gap between the eyes.

Come to think of it, it's a very strange thing.

Yakson did not covet recruits. But that doesn't mean he wants to be the best in the world.

In retrospect, all that Yakson did in the name of a bald sword is nothing more than a wild goose chase.

Then why would you do such a thing?

Why did you make a sword gun?

Then Yoo-Esul opened his mouth again.

"You just didn't like it?"

"……Huh?"

"Maybe we don't need a reason. Maybe he just didn't like it."

You didn't like it?

Yakson is a warrior?

Baek Cheon tilted his head slightly.

"Same, tell me in more detail."

"Yakson is basically a congressman."

"That's true."

The platform price would be more right, but basically Yakson was a man of action. He is only more famous in Gangho because of the mixed fabric, and he has spent his entire life treating the injured and the sick.

"That's the kind of person he is. I don't think he would have liked it. Soldiers who swing swords unnecessarily to kill people. I'll kill you even if you treat me."

"I've done this with such simple feelings. So what's a sword gun?"

Yoo-Esul says with a vague look.

"Wasn't he trying to warn you? To the strong people. If it wasn't for Yakson's disciples, no one would have known he was a saber."

"No, wait a minute."

Yoon-jong tilted his head.

"Then Yakson had his disciples, so why did the mixed fabric platform go into practice? Hasn't it been delivered to the disciples?"

"I heard that Yakson didn't teach his disciples how to use mixed fabric. He doesn't deserve it or what?"

"The more I hear about it, the stranger I am."

"After all, is it all Yakson's whim?"

It was then.

Chung-Myung, who was walking slowly as if he was lost in thought, stops walking.

"Huh?"

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Chung-Myung.

"Chung-Myung, why?"

But Chung-Myung murmured something, looking at the distant sky as if nothing had been heard.

"Yakson. Mixed fabric. Moonpa. Skull. Skull. Podium. Disciple. Exams. Exams...…. Moonpa……."

There is a series of bewitching murmurs.

"It's going on. I'm leaving. I'm going to test... Kang Ho-in. Then...…."

Soon, Chung-Myung's body trembles.

Then he turned around as if he had realized something. And I started walking in the opposite direction as I had been going.

"Uh, where are you going?"

As soon as Yoon-jong tried to catch Chung-Myung, Baek Cheon quickly blocked and attracted him.

"Shh!"

"Uh...…."

"Let's follow, be quiet."

"Oh, I see."

It was not long before everyone began to carefully follow Chung-Myung, who mumbled something.

What did you find out? You freak.'

Baek Cheon's eyes raised an indisputable expectation.