Chapter 53

Episode 53. I’m Daebung (大鵬), and

Shim Yang-gak reacted sensitively to the word hell.

“omg! Hell?”

“There is also Gucheonhyeonnyeo, but there is no hell. The Simbeop memorized by Old Man Shim was learned directly from the Hyeonnyeo Gucheon.”

“Is it true?”

Shim Yang-gak glanced at Yeonjeok-ha with a half-confident face.

Gucheon Hyeonnyeo is a woman in mythology. It was amazing to learn directly from the legendary Gucheonhyeonnyeo. However, it was difficult to deny that Yeonjeokha was like that.

“I don’t care if Old Sim believes it or not. However, when old Sim regains his inner strength with a 300-character ballot, ‘Ah! Live thinking that hell is waiting for you.”

“Why is that?”

Shim Yang-gak was happy to hear that he was ‘recovering his inner strength’, but he was uncomfortable when he said ‘What about hell’.

“I told you. If there is a fairy, there is also a hell. You wouldn’t have thought it would turn out well even if you just killed someone, didn’t you? As long as you consider losing your inner strength as punishment.”

“...”

An awkward smile appeared on Shen Yang-gak’s lips.

I never felt guilty in my life. It’s been like that since I was young, seeing things stealing, beating, and killing people. If I hadn’t fallen in love with Juhwa Ibma, I would have lived without knowing it.

However, I feel something when I am ignored even by a guy like Hwang Yo-myeong, who has a poisonous pericardium. It’s like the sadness of the weak who have to be trampled on by the strong without any countermeasures.

As Yeon Jeok-ha said, I don’t know if there is a hell, but I felt like I vaguely knew the line between right and wrong. It was different from the distinction between the right and left factions.

“Brother Yeon.”

“why?”

“Is the kid who was locked up in a warehouse for ten years, Yeon-hyung?”

If you look at Yeonjeokha, you can feel the untainted innocence. He has the ferocity of a warm spring day and a summer storm.

He was a person who was far from the promiscuous selfishness of people in a relationship. Shall we say that it is like seeing the heavenly nature that has never been touched by humans?

“what? Does this body look so weak?”

“Hee hee hee hee...”

Shen Yang-gak laughed poodle poodle.

It was new for him to show off his bluff like a child of his age.

“Old Sim.”

“yes.”

“You know what the simbeop we learned?”

“Isn’t it a true story of nine thousand days?”

“Yeah, at the end of the jingyeong, there is a text that reads, ‘If you bloom a gold flower in your seat, the fish will become a big fan [天花亂墜 鯤化爲鵬]’. One day, the Merchant of Heaven and Earth told me about this ‘Gun Hwa Yu Feng’. It’s pretty painful for a fish to turn into a bird. lets think. Fish and birds are very different in appearance.”

“ah!”

Shenyanggak nodded with a blank face.

He feels that pain more than anyone else.

Maybe he’ll die before he’s even made it.

“Old Sim won’t take ten years like me.”

“Yes...”

Only then did Shen Yang-gak know how Yeon Je-ha was going to accept the ten years he had been confined.

“Looking back, I mean. It was really like underwater. Even breathing was stuffy, it felt like I was alone in another world, and I couldn’t see very far.”

“....”

“Old Sim is like that now too, isn’t it?”

“Hehe, to be honest, not that much.”

“Obong tengeol is one hundred characters, and Sim Old Man has learned three hundred characters. Do you know what that means?”

“I do not know.”

“The perfect nine-thousand-nine-days truth that Gu-cheon-hyeonnyeo taught me is nine-hundred-ja. A white porcelain ball will give you the power of a hundred characters, and three hundred characters will give you the power of three hundred characters.”

“okay.”

“That means Old Sim will be at least three times stronger than the five-and-ten-girls.”

For a moment, Shenyanggak felt a chilling shudder.

The Five Bon 10 Girls will someday become masters of the provincial level only with the white porcelain ball game.

But you’re going to be three times stronger than that?

“How?”

The old man, frustrated, pointed toward the river with his finger.

And soon, he rolled up the mat he had been sitting on and left.

Knowing that conversation was no longer possible, Ambassador Gong went out to the riverside with the Arhats.

The reeds that had just risen were swaying in the spring breeze.

When they came out to the riverside, the empty ambassadors and the party could not do anything.

Not a single boat was seen along the river, let alone a fisherman.

First of all, the blank ambassador and the Arhats scattered widely and searched the riverside.

Has it been two hours (four hours)?

Mungok, an Arhat searching through the reed forest, shouted.

“Sabaek! There is something here!”

The empty ambassadors and Arhats quickly gathered around Mungok.

The shallowly buried cloth was swept away by the rain and wind, revealing part of its figure.

As Ambassador Gong Gong glanced at him, Moongok pulled the hold on with all his might.

Tuduk.

A cloth came up slightly over the soil.

It was part of a large battery.

But the battery didn’t move anymore as if it was stuck somewhere.

The battery fell off only when Mungok and the Arhats dug out the soil around them with both hands.

Moongok untied the ropes that bound the battery.

Surprisingly, what came out of the bag was a separate human torso and head.

The blank ambassador carefully checked his head.

“omg! Tongue brother....”

The decomposed head belonged to the missing Yangwon.

As if caught in a gust of wind, the Seungpo of the ambassador blank fluttered violently.

After a while, Ambassador Gong, who calmed down his anger, carefully examined Yangwon’s torso.

“Ummm... famous school.”

The body is dried up like a mummy.

This was a phenomenon that appeared in the bodies used as sacrifices for famous religions.

***

Luoyang.

Gonghyeon Samhyangjuru.

Four men are sitting around a large round table and drinking. They were Baekse Sangbang’s ark Lee Se-chang, Acting Agent Lee Yeon-bok, and Samjin Sangbang’s Ark Cheon Tae-sang and Acting Agent Cheon Yaksoo.

On the splendid stage prepared in front, a beautiful lyre was playing the pipa and cheering up, but the men’s expressions were not bright.

Behind the four men, nine warrior escorts stood with calm faces. Four of them were Waryongjang warriors, and the other five were Mumungwan warriors.

As the expression of the ark and the agents hardened, the complexion of the escort warriors also darkened.

Finally, one of them banged the table and shouted.

Samjin Sangbang’s agent was Cheon Yaksu.

“It’s too much to listen to! Are you saying you want to eat our Samjin Sangbang’s Gonghyeonyo (鞏縣窯 pottery producer) for free?”

Gonghyeonyo is a place where pottery called Dangsamchae is produced. Dangsamchae is a porcelain decorated with green, white and brown glaze, and is also a specialty of Luoyang.

Baekse Sangbang’s agent, Lee Yeon-bok, sneered.

“joy! Free? How much money did Samjin Sangbang borrow from Baekse Sangbang? Instead of forgiving the debt, they told me to hand over the management of Gonghyeonyo, but why is that free?”

Then, the cheonyaksoo responded harshly.

“Damn it! Where is Simbo, a thief who would hand over Gonghyeonyo for only 10,000 nyang of a hermit? If I manage Gonghyeonyo for three or four years, I have more than enough money to pay it off!”

From the point of view of Samjin Sangbang, there is no such thing as a thief.

The revenue earned from Gonghyeonyo exceeds 3,000 nyang a year. They said they would take it for 10,000 yen of debt, but they didn’t raise a knife, but there are no robbers.

“Ugh! What a thief! I know that words are everything! You guys who try to take other people’s money are thieves!”

At Lee Yeon-bok’s swearing, the atmosphere suddenly fell, and now it is no longer strange to swing a fist.

Cheon Tae-sang and Cheon Yak-soo of Samjin Sangbang glared at Lee Yeon-bok while grinding their teeth. It’s just astonishing to see a guy like a gangster who farts get angry on the contrary.