Chapter 312

Episode 312. The Dead Sea is the eastern island.

Mu-deok Jang, a free apprentice, asked indirectly.

“Why do you think religious leader Sojeo Namgung made such a proposal?”

The eyes of the audience were focused on Namgung-yeon, the 10th martial artist.

This is because the famous religious leader’s proposal to stop the war was something that no one expected.

“Seeing that Baekdu Horse Soldier Jeokwol Gongchwisan was ordered to be captured alive, it seems that an infighting has occurred.”

“I see...”

Zhang Moo-deok nodded with a reasonable face.

At that moment, Seon Taeryeong helped out with a word.

“ah! Earlier, when the religious leader offered tea at the shrine, he said ‘ungrateful family heads’. If it’s the head of the family, isn’t it Baekduma? At that time, I thought it was just a saying...”

At those words, Gucheonno also opened up in a heartache.

“her! You mean it wasn’t just Jeokwol who rebelled? Why did they betray the cult leader during the war against the Chunjimaeng?”

Namgoongyeon continued to speak.

“Although infighting has occurred, it may not be the direct cause.”

Jang Mu-deok looked at Namgung-yeon with a puzzled face.

“Are you saying there could be other reasons?”

“I don’t think the priest thinks the betrayal of the Baekduma soldiers is a big deal. If it was to the point of threatening the existence of the famous church, it would have been hidden somehow. However, the teacher told Jeokha to catch Jeokwol. If I was afraid of being known to the outside world, I wouldn’t have done that.”

“you’re right.”

“Come to think of it.”

“Well, if it’s the leader’s martial arts and techniques, they’ll remain like that.”

The Kunlun Samseon threw one word at a time.

Jang Moo-deok, who had been thinking deeply, finally nodded.

‘Hey, if it’s that kind of magic on the martial arts of the mythical land...’

Currently, there are about 300 Cheonjimaeng in Chiliha Village.

If it were a cult leader, even two pieces of famous religion would be able to deal with Cheonji-maeng.

“her! I can’t figure out what the witch is.”

The atmosphere, which had been slightly excited by Jang Moo-deok’s sigh, subsided again.

Then Namgoongyeon said.

“I want you to keep the transaction between the leader and the enemy a secret. If the musketeer finds out, he will be accused of collaborating with the famous religion.”

Then Moo-deok Jang added a word.

“It would be nice if only we could talk about the heads of famous religious families.”

“Are you talking about ‘ingratitude’?”

At Tae-eul’s question, Moo-deok Jang nodded.

“exactly. Knowing that, the musketeers can continue the war. He doesn’t know how dangerous the cult leader is, so he’ll insist that now is the time to destroy the famous cult.”

“ah!”

It was only then that Taeeul Seonin understood Jang Moo-deok’s words.

Since the musketeer could take a hard line at this point, he said that he should only convey the words of the leader.

Kunlun Samseon nodded without hesitation.

To that extent, people did not trust the discernment of the mysterious investigator, Jegal Seung-un.

By the time the story was over, the owner brought food.

After a while, the people who finished eating followed the owner upstairs.

Namgungyeon was given a room.

The other two rooms were to be used by Kunlun Samseon, Yeon Jeokha, and Simtong Zhang Mude.

The heartache that entered the room first frowned.

The room was quite large, but there were only two bunks.

At this rate, someone would have to sleep on the floor.

It would be better than homelessness, but I couldn’t sleep like a dog next to a bed.

When Yeon Je-he and Zhang Wu-de followed, Shen-tong quickly put his buttocks on one of the bunks.

“Oops! good night. Confucius, even if it’s a hassle, should you go to the next room?”

“Are you going to see me?”

“Isn’t there one bed left in Namgung Sojeo’s room?”

For a moment, Yeonjeokha stuttered with a surprised face.

“Don’t talk like that.”

“What are you so surprised about? Gangho is originally such a place. In Gangho, men and women should not be considered. The saying, ‘The Dead Sea is the East Island’ is not for nothing.”

“But how is that...”

“Then I will ask for your understanding and use the bed in that room. ‘The Dead Sea is the East Island’.”

Along with the words, Heartache pretended to remove his butt.

Then Yeonjeokha approached him like a thunderbolt and pressed him down with both hands.

“Old Sim.”

“Uhh did he say that?”

“yes.”

“why?”

“There are only two beds, so I was told to use the bed in my sister’s room.”

“ah!”

Namgoongyeon nodded.

“Did you give him your bed?”

“Otherwise, he said he would borrow the bed in your sister’s room. They said, ‘The Dead Sea is the East Island,’ or something, and that’s what it was.”

“Then let’s go.”

“Can I really use it?”

“Yes, this is just you and me. Never share a room with other girls. Only a playboy would say that, especially to a woman.”

“Did the old man cheat on me?”

“You must have hated sleeping on the floor. Are you not feeling well yet?”

“Anyway, that old man is lying when he opens his mouth. See if I leave.”

The matriarch sighed, but did not run up to the room.

Rather, when Namgung-yeon calmed him down and led him, he pretended not to win and followed her.

***

Next morning.

Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-yeon got up a little late and went down to the restaurant.

The eyes of the five people who had been eating with me earlier turned to the two of them.

Simtong, who was looking at the complexion of the two, greeted them first.

“Hum-hum Confucius, did you sleep well last night?”

“shut up.”

“Ah yes.”

Simtong couldn’t even make a sound and busily played with chopsticks.

Since Kunlun Samseon was always quarreling, he was absorbed in the meal with a calm face.

It is time for the party to leave the restaurant after the meal.

Heartache, who had only noticed, whispered close to Yeonjeokha.

“Confucius, the truth is...”

He raised his index finger to his lips without saying anything. It means don’t say anything.

“Ah yes yes.”

Heartache glanced at the complexion under the younger brother.

Unlike the first time I saw him, he doesn’t seem angry now.

No, it’s rather warm because they’re close, right?

I thought I tricked him into stealing the bed, but I don’t think that’s the case.

As if encouraging Yeonjeok-ha, Yeonjeok-ha hit Shimtong-ha’s shoulder and went ahead.

‘I can’t believe Confucius...’

My heartache couldn’t believe the rapid growth of Yeon Jeok-ha.

He, who had been like a child until yesterday, looked like a master of greenery today.

***

Ha Nam.

Luoyang.

white horse.

Early in the morning at Jeoinjeon Hall, seven Baekdu demon soldiers gathered.

The person who usually leads the meeting of the Baekduma forces is Musan Nangrang and Lee Mae-hwa.

But today was different.

Jeokwol Gongquishan was leading the meeting.

“...So Ilwon Dogwan and Sinwolsa Eunhajang Transcendence Lodge agreed to leave Myunggyo.”

As Gongchwisan finished his words, Maehwa Lee shouted.

“Are you saying you’re going to betray the headmaster!”

“It is not betrayal. Didn’t I tell you? I realized that the leader and our path are different.”

“Is the road different? I have to follow the leader unconditionally, but that’s ridiculous...”

At that moment, Gongchwisan slammed the table with a ‘bang!’ and lashed out

“You have to follow the leader unconditionally! Do you know that there is a separate lineage for Wang Hu and Zhang Xiang (王侯將相)? Anyone can become the King of Heaven through training. We will make it!”

“omg! Do you have the Mantra of the King of Heaven?”

“exactly. We know not only the Twelve Horsemen and the Baekdu Horse Army, but also the mantra of the King of Chundu Demons. Are you going to tell us to follow the leader unconditionally?”

Lee Mae-hwa did not dare to refute Gongchwisan’s words, and only blinked her eyes.