Chapter 388

Episode 388. To attract a tiger to catch a wolf?

In front of the inn, Yeonjeokha looked back.

Waryong Swordsman Yeonmubaek and Yangyanghwa stood there waiting for an answer.

Having a relationship, I took my luck calmly.

“Since my face became like this, no one has approached me. Rather, even though I didn’t do anything wrong, I was cursed and pointed at. The only person who treated me as a human being was Mrs. Yang. So I wanted to help.”

Yeon Mu-baek and Yang Yi-hwa just stood there blankly at the unexpected words.

They couldn’t believe that Namcheon had intervened in the fight between Murim’s breakwaters for just that reason.

The couple looked at each other almost at the same time as the couple disappeared into the inn.

Yang Hwa said with a half-confident face.

“Are the words of the Namcheon Sohyup true?”

“To some extent, this is true. There is no reason to lie to us.”

Hyeonmubaek somehow felt that that was not all.

There was a deep echo in Namcheon’s voice.

Repaying his wife’s small kindness was not enough to explain.

Eventually, the two turned to the main house.

“Thank you anyway. Thanks to your kind heart, I got a chance. If Namcheon Sohyup hadn’t been a guest, I wouldn’t have dared to resist.”

“I am ashamed. I just did it because I thought of the family members of the heads of families when I saw Namcheon Sohyeop.”

“no. There was only one thing my mother did well, and that was to unite you and me.”

When Yeon Moo-baek mentioned white rice wine, Yang-hwa asked.

“By the way, where will your mother be? There has been no news since he left Baekjiajang.”

“Don’t worry too much. My mother is a strong person, so she will be fine wherever she goes.”

“If Yeongamugwan settles down, will he come to visit?”

“He probably won’t come.”

“why?”

“My mother’s long-cherished wish for the rest of her life is to make a Murim family house with her own hands. Would a small military officer on the outskirts be satisfied with such a mother?”

“Even so...”

“Moreover, if you’re a military officer, you’ll hate it even more. Because you have a crush on Mr. Yeon. I don’t know if it’s Waryongjang.”

At the word Waryongjang, Yang-hwa secretly looked at the smoke bag.

Again, the expression was not good.

Waryongjang is a painful name for the Yeon family.

It was taken away by the people who landed on the moon and trampled on by the green forest again.

“Did your mother like Waryongjang?”

“It would be more accurate to say that you were obsessed with it rather than liking it. Because she was trying to repay the love she didn’t receive from her husband through the success of Waryongjang.”

“...”

It was difficult for Yang Hwa to understand her mother-in-law, Baek Mi-joo.

Even though he hated Yeon, he wanted to raise Waryongjang into the Murim family.

“ha! By the way, the Iron Blood Room is the problem.”

“Don’t worry too much. I have non-partisan disciples, so they won’t do anything outrageous.”

Since it was a fight involving a non-partisan disciple, they will also think about the aftermath. As long as it is not a force that can influence Moorim like the famous religion, it has no choice but to do so.

“It’s really fortunate that Namcheon Sohyeop exists.”

“I mean.”

Yeonmubaek looked around Yeongamugwan with bitter eyes.

Compared to Waryongjang, it is the size of the palm of your hand.

I never thought it would take such a desperate effort to open this little crown.

***

Is it because of rumors that a non-partisan disciple is a guest?

From the next morning, the ronin knocked on the door of Yeongamugwan.

Thirty in number.

Surprisingly, ten of them were from Waryongjang in the past.

The Yeons could not hide their joy at the unexpected reunion.

From the afternoon, acquaintances from Jeonggajangju Mountain Sea Sword Jeongyeongcheon came one by one.

They are the county-level masters, Gowol Swordsman Baek Hwa-sim, Nanhwa Sword, Kang Soo-bin, Bicheon-Il-do, and Yang Su-myeong.

Around sunset, something unexpected happened.

Three people with unusual prayers with a red sunset on their backs visited.

“I am Song Jin-wol, a non-partisan secular disciple. I heard rumors that there is an alumni at Yeongamugwan, so I came to greet you.”

“I am called Hongso.”

Luoyang.

iron blood room.

early evening.

Three men sat in the ark’s office.

Jo Yu-baek, Naedang Dangju, and Woo Byeong-in, the hemophiliac of Dangju, as well as Joo Yoo-baek, the governor of Cheonroe, and Joo Yu-baek, the governor of Bubangju.

Jo Yu-baek opened his mouth with an apologetic face at Joo Yeon-sin’s chin.

“The guest is Namcheon, a non-partisan secular disciple. They said he was a sorcerer from Ohryonggung.”

Then, the lead actress shed a sneer.

“joy! so much drunk. That also means that if you are a secular disciple, there is nothing to see. But why do you have a shit-chewed face?”

“Today, ‘Lakyang Samui’ joined Yeongamugwan.”

“what!”

Joon-sin, who had been slumped on the chair, straightened her upper body.

The name ‘Nakyang Ginseng’ was never light.

Of course, it’s not a big deal compared to the disciples at the headquarters of the Chilpamun, but it was a rough existence in the Iron Blood Room.

“Why are they?”

“Namcheon is said to be a shamanist alumni, so he stopped by to say hello and stayed.”

“damn! Who else was added besides him?”

“The old moon swordsman Baek Hwa-sim Nanhwa sword Kang Soo-bin and Bicheon-Il-do Yang Su-myeong and 30 nangin.”

“Thirty rongins crawled in? I must have told you to keep them out of the way!”

“The heads of the three foreign parties pressed the ronin, but to no avail. There are quite a few ronin who have gathered in Luoyang due to the dispute between the two sides. As time goes on, the number will increase even more. I guess I have to make a decision.”

“What decision?”

“Shouldn’t we hit it before we get more ronin?”

“Grunt!”

A sound of pain flowed from the main character’s mouth.

I thought it would end easily, but it feels like things are unexpectedly twisted.

“’Lakyangsamui’ is not an easy opponent.”

Then, Jo Yu-baek looked at the lead actor with meaningful eyes.

“My lord, do you know who the founder of the Samsal Gate is?”

“Aren’t they the Thousand Demons, one of the ‘Three Evils of Gangdong’?”

The Cheonsalgwijo, which gained notoriety as the ‘Three Evils of Gangdong’, suddenly disappeared about 30 years ago.

Some said that he was in a famous school, while others said he would have gone to the Demonic School.

Gangdong Samak was so powerful that famous religions and demonic religions were mentioned in their disappearance.

“Don’t you think that the three-year-old is working well these days?”

The main character frowned.

It was because it seemed like Jo Yu-baek had been spinning his words around since before.

“Stop brushing your teeth and tell me quickly if you know anything.”

“This is a story I heard through an acquaintance of Samsalmoon, but it is said that the thousand-year-old demon has secretly returned.”

“Is that true?”

“It doesn’t seem like a rumor at all when you see Samsalmun suddenly going well.”

“There is a Thousand Demons behind you?”

“Wasn’t the Heukwu-dang, which had been building a corner with Samsalmun a while ago, suddenly perished? Until last year, Samsalmun and Heukodang were in the middle of the day. Don’t you think something is strange?”

“Even if the Thousand Demons returned as you said, it would be a problem. Isn’t that the equivalent of attracting a tiger to catch a wolf?”

The Thousand-Salgwijo is a terrifying master that even the masters of the Chilpa clan and the four major generations avoid.

I didn’t know what would happen if I brought in such a master for nothing.

“It’s just as certain.”

“hmm.”

The main character’s expression softened slightly.

Certainly, if it was a celestial demon, it would have been able to end ‘Luoyang Sanui’ and other guests with one stroke.

“Isn’t there anything to eat in Goseongchon anyway?”

“That’s true, but...”

His mind slowly turned to a thousand-year-old demon.

In fact, Yeongamugwan had no meaning in Cheolhyeolbang. If Lee Cheol-won, the head of the foreign party, hadn’t been beaten and came, I would have lived without knowing that such a thing existed.

“So, is Samsalmun doing anything other than occupying Yeongamugwan?”

In the end, the main character nodded.

That sounds right.

That’s right, it’s just the work of Goseongchon.

Of course, it would be like a thunderbolt to the person in charge, Yeongamugwan, but what about it?