CH 106

Moorim (2)

Three strong picks and three causes.

All three of them are different.

Jang Soon-pil seeks revenge.

Park Gun-woo is studying martial arts.

Park Soo-ho for tourism.

Of course, it is not a comfortable river cruise.

'Is this the proof of history?'

Another name for the 'memory stone' that also exists on this planet.

The answer to that question is a clue.

In the past, all these investigations and explorations were to find the secret of immortality. Perhaps a journey towards death.

"After all, river cruises have such a relaxing taste. No is it?"

A lump was attached to the three of them.

"The scenery is killing me."

the guy is right

way to die. Take it easy and enjoy

I watched the waterfall falling down the straight cliff. The intimidation given by the size is excellent, but the cool sound as if it would break through a blockage was even better.

"Hmm. It's creepy."

It's a majestic natural scenery, has anyone enjoyed it more than Suho? From high mountains to the sea, to waterfalls many times higher than this, there is no place I haven't been to.

It is a planet that we may be able to go back to now, but if there is a crucial difference between it and this place, it is a trace of civilization.

The pavilion, located on the shore of the lake where the waterfall is best viewed from under the cliff, blended in with the surrounding landscape and looked like a painting.

There is also a commonplace in the guardian castle, but it was different from that in many respects. Isn't it a different race from the people who smiled up there?

What made you so excited about it?

"uh? Where are you going?"

"Let's take a look."

"Oh, yes."

I waited for Suho to leave the road in the field and walk towards the lake.

"It seems that Daehyeop likes Seolwoo Falls."

The name Seolwoo was given because the snow falling on a snowy mountain is like the melting rain.

Among the many streams of water falling down the snowy mountain, the waterfall had the largest drop and the splashing water splashed that far away, giving the waterfall an elegant feeling as if it was raining all year round.

The water drops hitting the eaves of the pavilion built below made the sound of rain showers.

"young master. Doesn't your leg hurt?"

"It's okay."

"Don't do that, sit here."

Horses are tourism, but for the undeveloped Geon-woo, it is a march.

Even so, when the party has spare time, they walk, run, and travel on foot because of Suho's words.

'You have to walk a lot to get stronger.'

Suho emphasized foreign work, and Dang Jin-cheol, who is now teaching martial arts, was dissatisfied with his appearance, but he left it alone because it was not particularly wrong.

"It's really good."

"Give it to me."

Jang Soon-pil massaged Geon-woo's swollen leg. As I was doing this on the side of the road, passersby gave me compliments one by one.

"Heh heh, it's nice to see the grandchildren."

"Heh heh heh."

Dang Jin-cheol, who was tired of standing still, came forward and massaged Geon-woo's leg.

"Are you going to use Jean Noya's power to do this?"

"It's nothing like this."

"Heh heh, that precious hand, you should save it. If it's a question of blood, there is no family that can follow the Dan family, so leave it to me."

It doesn't compare to just rubbing. Gihyeol treatment is a state of medicine beyond the level of massage.

"Then please."

Knowing that he was better than himself, Soonpil Jang meekly stepped aside.

"Lie down here."

"Yes, Master."

"Heh heh, it's hard to believe that you haven't even learned the Chinese language for ten days."

"It's overrated."

"What? haha."

Every day is different.

It's just a word for Gunwoo.

The more I look, the more I crave.

'If you are in a relationship .'

If it were this child, I could open up the future of the family.

Trusting Kang-ho's relationship, he was determined to do his best to pass on his secrets.

It takes a while to raise the strength and release the tense muscles and acupoints. Dang Jin-cheol's face was full of sweat after the interrogation and bloodshed.

"It became."

Even if you are a first-class master, this is the stage in which your body, weakened by hunger and dehydration due to long imprisonment, is recovering. His endurance was also somewhat damaged, so the reason he was willing to go out despite the hardship was not a big deal.

"You suffered. I will surely repay you."

"Hahaha, I didn't mean to do something like that. Even if it's inside out, would you spare a handful of history for my disciple?"

Jang Soon-pil laughed.

"If you go to a big town, I will rent a blacksmith and make it for you."

Dang Jin-cheol smiled broadly at his promise.

"Hahaha, if you can make it for me, I will leave it as a heirloom for my family."

Cheongeom Yajang was born in the Namgung family.

Cheongeom Yajang appeared after 500 years.

The reason why it is difficult to make a thousand swords is because they are all masterpieces.

To forge a single famous sword, a craftsman must pour his soul into it. This is accompanied by aftereffects, and of course, a few swords that can be made in a year.

Severe people only make one sack every few years.

But how can it be easy to make a thousand famous swords in a lifetime?

Even Baekgeom Yajang is said to be the craftsman of the times, but since the Cheon Sword Yajang was born, Namgung Se, who has a history of craftsmanship, has grown as if wearing wings on the back of a tiger.

Thousands of horses, that's enough to equip all three of my samurai with great swords.

Such a craftsman was actually a citizen of the Earth who was captured by the Namgung family, and the sudden disappearance also did not get caught up in the tragedy of the Namgung family two years ago, but died alive and returned to Earth .

This is the truth of Kang Ho's secret.

"I will also receive Noya's sword and leave my name in history."

Leave your name in history

What a great achievement this is.

How many achievements would it take to achieve such a feat?

It was Dangjin-cheol, with 12 swords made by a thousand sword craftsmen.

"Daehyup is still watching the waterfall ."

Dang Jin-cheol swallowed the words.

After that, I felt a little strange.

'Bobu-sang in the snowy mountain?'

there may be

But the direction is wrong.

The village the group is heading to now, the Mun family, is the first village they encounter when they come down from the snowy mountain.

Even if merchants come, it should be the final destination. Is it really necessary for the Mun family to pass by the village and come all the way to this place where there are no people?

If yes, for any purpose other than business.

Chachaeng!

"Leader!"

"uncle!"

While Dang Jin-cheol reasoned, something had already happened.

The traders who had walked past them attacked the young people who were playing in the pavilion.

The problem is that Park Soo-ho, who went to see the waterfall, was holding a glass of wine between them when he got caught.

*Mun Jong-seong is 18 years old this year, and he is the 32nd descendant of the Moon clan. For the sake of heirs, which has always been the first and foremost duty of direct lineage, all of the famous Sega were married early.

The first grandson of Ga-ju, who has yet to be corrected, and the son of So-ga-ju, he is about to get married next month at the age of 18.

It is said that she is a famous Sega woman, but I have only heard of it through rumors, but I have never met her.

Anyway, Moon Jong-seong was enjoying drinking and singing and dancing in front of Seolwoo Falls for a bachelor party with his hometown friends today.

It was a meeting with three close friends, but there were only thirty-two.

Among them, there were only four men, including Mun Jong-seong, and four courtesans, playing on the pavilion.

The rest of the samurai and the servants were guarding the surroundings under the pavilion.

There are no Mamon villages because the people of Jungwon are holding it tight near the horse border and the snowy mountains. If it were a threat, it was like a beast that came down from a snowy mountain.

In fact, all they have to do is sneak a peek at the prostitutes.

A suspicious man approached by the indolent escorts. Mun's escort, Mun Jong-chu, raised his hand and blocked it.

"Stop."

"Nope."

Is this an unexpected boss?

The servants were very nervous, and the ten escorts turned into a force to draw their swords at any time.

; Jongchu Moon

Level 43 Third Class (B)

escort

All 10 bodyguards are third-rate.

It's funny to say that he's a master, but he's still a third-rate master.

Even if 100 people rush in, not only ordinary people, but also medium-sized people, they cannot exceed 10 people.

However, Park Soo-ho doesn't look nervous at all.

"Go away."

"Is this your realm?"

" ?"

What nonsense?

"Is this your land?"

As Suho pointed to the shore, Moon Jong-chu narrowed his eyes and looked at Suho again.

In his strangely colored clothes, he didn't even have any weapons. There was no sign of being nervous at all.

Either a great master or a very crazy guy.

"Don't be bullshit and shut up!"

If you are a master, it will be a ritual for them anyway, and if you are a madman, this threat is enough. If there is a risk that it might get damaged anyway, I will protect even my dignity as an escort officer.

"What are you talking about? I didn't even turn into a dog."

"You are absolutely crazy."

estimate came out.

Jong-Chu Moon's impression became wild, and when he was about to kick him out by force, Jong-Sung Moon on the pavilion showed interest.

"Bell, what's going on?"

"it's nothing."

Although he respected him as a distant relative of the collateral, even though he was younger than him, Moon Jong-chu could not treat him as a relative or younger brother.

Moon Jong-seong is Gaju's grandson and Sogaju's son.

After three generations, he will become the head of the household.

"It's a fun joke. Are you a Moorim?"

As Moon Jong-seong walked out to the pavilion, his eyes met with Suho.

"no."

"Then are you a herbalist?"

"no."

"I am neither an unmanned person nor a herbalist, but what am I doing in this snowy mountain empty-handed?"

"I was watching."

"caliber? Hahaha."

"It's a fun little joke. Would you like a drink?"

"good."

As Suho stepped forward, Moon Jong-chu stopped.

"Huh?"

Isn't he a subordinate?

"young master. Safety cannot be guaranteed."

"Bell. Now that you are, back away."

" ."

Jong-Chu Moon stood stubbornly as he was in charge of the escort.

Moon Jong-Sung sighed and said.

"That double color belongs to the earth. You will know that I had deep exchanges with Earthlings who were foodies in Sega when I was young. I want to recall those memories this time, but will Jonghyung keep stopping me?"

" I will accompany you."

"That's right. Jonghyung is also having a hard time, but I guess he couldn't pass my drink."

"I do not drink alcohol while escorting."

His ignorance ruined all the excitement, but that's why he was safely attached to his life.

As Moon Jong-seong turned his head, he heard a sound of admiration from the side.

"Hey, I have a table set."

There were eight people, and the food on the long table was more than enough for all thirty people to eat.

They all said that the bags brought by the attendants were large, but it seems they were packed with food in them one by one.

"Heh heh heh, I say that the Mun clan is the 32nd descendant of the Mun Jong-seong. My grandfather is Mun Sang-gil, the head of the current Mun clan."

"Ah, nice to meet you. It's Park Soo-ho."

"Are you from Earth?"

"right."

At Suho's confirmation, Moon Jong-seong smiled at his escort soldier, Moon Jong-chu.

"Look, Jonghyung. Earthlings often get lost in the wrong place, so this is not the case."

" ."

Moon Jong-chu had all his eyes on the guardian, whether it was whether his heart was broken or whether it was an expression of his will not to miss his every move.

Whether he looked at him or not, Suho didn't mind at all, so he sat down and started eating.

"Hey, is this really delicious?"

I haven't been able to get all of the earth's food yet, but there are so many delicious foods in Jungwon.

"I'll get you a drink too."

"Uh, thank you."

When Jong-sung poured alcohol, the close friends also tried to boost the broken spirit.

Sangrimun, who had the lowest grade among the dogs, struck the prostitute sitting next to her on the side.

"How is it that a door-to-door housekeeper who is going to go out of business next month will wait for you to drink alcohol?"

"Ho-ho-ho, I'll pour you a drink."

"good."

Suho emptied the drink he received at once and held out the glass again.

"Oh my, there is no other hero if you just look at drinking."

"Haha, it has a different taste than soju."

I wanted to play on the lakeside pavilion, and I was drinking such delicious food and alcohol.

When I return to Suho Fortress, I will have to make a beautiful pavilion like this. The lake was dug very large, and the waterfall was also made beautiful.

Minjeung is 33 years old, estimated age is 1000 years old.

Park Soo-ho's exodus from Gucheon Planet Moorim and Kang Ho-haeng started with a drinking party with 18-year-old Confucius.

The ripe atmosphere was broken again by the urgent cry of the escort under the pavilion.

"Stop."

Chachaeng!

"Shut up."