Episode 97. Treating others first, Sang Jae
-yong of the Ark of the Dead Sea opened his mouth slowly.
“Yesterday, suddenly the owner of Cheonhyang Banjeom asked to see me, so I met him. Ah, the owner of the Cheonhyang Banjeom is a former master named Cheok Do-gwang, the Cheon-salmaan.”
Gu Cheon-no also waved his hands as if he was suffering from heartache.
“quickly. what a lot to say Knowing the name of such a bastard, where do you write it?”
Sang Jae-yong unknowingly shrugged his shoulders.
That heinous warlord’s madou scale light is called a bastard. Thinking that the old man was that much of a master made his back ache. That’s why you have to fool that monstrous old man.
“Yes yes. I mentioned him because he is the owner of a killing group called Jukbang.”
In an instant, a light flashed in the eyes of the heartache.
This is because Jukbang is one of the organizations he needs to find.
“He asked us to make amends for the damage caused to him by the Dead Sea Chamber. One of my ronin made a request to Jukbang, and the damage was serious...”
Sang Jae-yong thought of abandoning Choo Yeop-jin, so he lowered himself to ronin.
“Hehe, is that what you did in the jukbang?”
“Yes, I clearly said so.”
“Who is the guy who made the request?”
“This is Choo Yeop-jin. He is so cruel that he is called a murderer. In fact, about ten days ago, he came to me and said strange things.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Jang Moon-ho, a cloth merchant, asked me to kill Poong Dae-hyeop, but he said he didn’t know what to do. So I rebuked him not to say anything strange. Because Jang Moon-ho and Pung Dae-hyeop were all people who helped me with my work.”
“omg! Moonho Jang?”
Takgomyeong, who was listening behind him, jumped up from his seat.
Even if it wasn’t, it reminded me of how Poongyeoncho was reluctant to him because it didn’t feel good.
That’s the reason why Sahapwon was found far from Jang Moon-ho’s house.
But that man named Jang Moon-ho did such a thing in the end!
Takgomyeong asked in place of the Poongyeoncho hanging down in the center of the floor.
“Did that Chu Chu also tell me why Jang Moon-ho tried to kill Brother Pung?”
“yes. He said it was to accept Feng Daehyeop’s wife as his concubine. When Poong Dae-hyeop dies, a woman will come to him...”
Poong Yeon-cho, who was lying down as if shocked, gave out a sick sound, saying ‘Keuk’.
“Jang Moon-ho, a guy worse than that dog, did the job in the end! you bastard! Sang Jae Yong! If what you just said is a lie, you won’t die gracefully!”
“Tak Daehyeop! Really! I swear to the God of Heaven and Earth, it is true!”
Sang Jae-yong trembled and groaned.
It’s an unbelievable change that he acted carelessly just a moment ago. Like a worn-out merchant, he is submitting to great power.
The heartache said to Yeonjeokha.
“Confucius, if you really did it in Jukbang, there will be a cancellation of the drug. I’ll check if the old man’s words are true.”
“Go quickly. Poong hyung-nim, I’m going to run out of breath.”
“yes. In the meantime, brother Tak, hold on to Chu Yeop-jin. I can’t believe that old man’s words.”
“Okay. Come quickly. I will take care of Choo Yeop-jin.”
After Takgomyung’s words were finished, the heartache stomped and soared into the sky.
It is a method of eogichungso (御气衝lake) that can be used only when the internal power is at its peak.
The heartache that twisted in the air three sheets (approximately 9 meters) was ‘uhhhh!’ Asrai went away with a dreary howl.
Seeing this, the escorts’ complexions turned pale.
Even a long master of the Chilpaimun would not be able to see such an inaction.
Sang Jae-yong, in particular, was terrified like a dog who was afraid to poop.
Since the chuyeop jin has not been removed yet, it seems that the inside is burning black.
“Sang Jae-yong. Where is Chu Yeop-jin?”
Sang Jae-yong bowed his head and answered Takgo-myeong’s question.
“That I don’t know either. I’ve rarely seen him during the day. I usually come to the corps around dusk, guard the outer garden until midnight, and then go back.”
Takgomyeong went down to the yard where the escorts were.
“Do you guys know where Chuyeopjin is?”
“I do not know.”
“We don’t know the escorts of the General Corps.”
***
Unboxing.
Cheonhyang Spot.
Around lunchtime, as befits a place with famous accommodations, customers flocked to the spot. Shopkeepers walked around the tables, took orders, and delivered them to the kitchen.
As usual, the busy but peaceful daily life ended with a binge of drinking.
Someone had fallen from this floor into the middle of a spot on the first floor.
No, it was slammed onto the table.
Surprised by the unexpected situation, the guests scattered like locusts.
Udangtang. thump.
As many people rushed to the entrance at once, a commotion broke out.
Stepping on the remains of a broken table, a man covered in blood struggled to his feet.
He was the owner of the Cheonhyang spot, the Cheon-salma-an scale maniac.
“Cool!”
His lips, which had been spitting dark red blood with a cough, twitched.
“Why are you doing this to me who left Gangho? Please tell me why.”
Of course, it is true that he left Gangho on the surface. Those who did not know the details knew him as the owner of the Cheonhyang Banjeom.
Heartache descended from this floor like a feather.
“Scale light. Did you try to kill the escort of Yonghuiru a few days ago?”
“That’s right.”
It seems like he already knew, so he didn’t deny it.
The opponent’s inaction was so overwhelming that I felt like giving up.
“You do know that the escort warrior was poisoned by a poisonous needle, right? Give me the release right away. If there is no cancellation, you will die.”
“If you give me the cancellation, will you save me?”
The Cheok Do-gwang looked at the old man with hot eyes.
“of course. I came to get the cancellation drug, not to kill you.”
“Then I will give it to you. Do not break the pact.”
The scale light was a face that came back to life after dying.
I still don’t know if that old man will keep his promise, but I’m still satisfied. I thought I would surely be beaten to death, but where did I find even the tiniest bit of hope!
After moving to the jukbang, Do-gwang Cheok took out a small porcelain bottle from under the table.
“If you feed one drop of this, it will be detoxified within a few days.”
The heartache kept her bottle in her arms.
I turned around and asked as if I had belatedly remembered the heartache I was about to leave.
“Is the person who hired the Chu Yeopjin from the upper part of the Dead Sea?”
“exactly.”
“Do you know anything more about Choo Yeop-jin’s contract?”
“I don’t know anything except that he tried to make a contract for 700 hermits.”
Heartache stared at the scale light.
It didn’t look like the scale maniac was lying.
Listening to his story reminded me of Sang Jae-yong’s face glistening with dog oil.
“Why did you call Sang Jae-yong yesterday?”
“How could a woman like Choo Yeop-jin pay for the contract? It’s all money for commercial use. So I met with him to extort some compensation from him. Two of the well-raised waterspouts died...”
If Shimtong was the root of the political faction, he would have killed the Cheok Do-gwang who was talking about the waterspout. However, Simtong was a sapper to the bone, so the story of Zhao Daogwang was only interesting.
“So you’re saying that Sang Jae-yong is the one who gave the money to Choo Yeop-jin?”
“Almost certainly. Moreover, Choo Yeop-jin is like Sang Jae-yong’s limbs. There was no way I would have made a contract without Sang Jae-yong’s permission. But the fox-like old man finally caught it. Yesterday, there was no evidence, so I just ended the story.”
“You’re not hiding anything anymore, are you? If I hear something different besides what I’ve said so far, I’ll come back. Know that that day is your ancestral rite.”
“I have told you everything I know. What else do I hide in this yard?”
“joy!”
The heartache of being cynical opened the door and disappeared.
The scale light who had been standing in a daze fired the shotgun ceremony.
“ha! Who the hell are you? He looks just like a thief...”
The goatee and tough-looking face is Hao Mun, but Mu Gong is a long-term member of the Chilpai Mun. No, maybe even stronger than them. Lee Yeon-ik, the swordsman I saw from afar, wasn’t even that good.