Chapter 962

Episode 962. If you can’t see it, you’re not together.

A healthy mind resides in a healthy body.

That is by no means an exaggeration.

Namgungcheon, who suffered a broken spine and ribs and severed limb veins, had to lie down all day.

He, who had been flying around as the highest number among the late indexes, ended up in a situation where he could not even promise when he would be able to move.

Unable to do anything, he spent time reflecting on the past and regretting and resentment.

Hefei.

Namgungse is not alive.

around dusk.

Jin Seol-ha asked, wiping the sweat from Namgung-cheon’s forehead with a cotton cloth.

“How are your brother and sister? Can I wipe it for you?”

“Okay.”

“If you feel sweaty, please let me know at any time.”

“thanks. And I’m sorry.”

“Don’t talk like that.”

Jin Seol-ha looked at Namgungcheon with sorrowful eyes.

Feeling sorry for the person who was hurt while searching for you...

My heart was full.

Then I looked at Namgungcheon because it seemed too quiet.

The always cheerful person stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

“What do you think?”

“I think I was lucky.”

“....”

Jinseolha kept her mouth shut, not knowing what to respond to.

I was lucky to be lying down with a body that didn’t know when it would recover...

I don’t know if that’s true or if it means something else.

“Because he made a name for himself among the latter ranks and ran amok as if he were a master of the 10s, so he was lucky to be alive...”

Sure enough! It was self-torture.

“Don’t talk like that. But since he is my brother, he is alive. If it were someone else, he would have already died. Members say they can’t believe it. Of course, Namcheon Daehyeop tried their hand at the right time, but...”

Chin Seol-ha, who was speechless, asked sneakily.

“Brother, have you heard of what happened at Shaolin Temple?”

“What happened?”

“Not too long ago, the Daewoongjeon of Shaolin Temple, the Janggyeonggak Hall of Thousand Buddhas, suddenly collapsed. Everyone says that Namcheon Daehyeop did it.”

Despite hearing such a sound, Namgungcheon’s expression did not change.

When Jin Seol-ha opened her mouth again, Namgung-cheon spoke.

“I’m grateful for my enemy, but I also resent him.”

“Are you resentful?”

“If Jeokha had told Hocheonmyeong, ‘Don’t cross Namjikryeseong,’ as he did to his father in the past... there wouldn’t have been a fight with the Shaolin monks.”

“...”

Jinseolha did not refute.

I know that it’s not just that it’s completely wrong.

Yeonjeokha had the power to do so, and he was not in a position to be criticized by the Murim people for doing so.

It’s just that the decisions he made at that time were different.

After a while, Chin Seol-ha carefully took her luck.

“Brother, don’t resent Namcheon Grand Hyeop though. No matter what you do, it is a lifesaver.”

“Whoops. Are you saying thank you for giving me sickness and medicine?”

“Rather than that... ha! I don’t know.”

He shook his head excitedly.

I don’t know why life is so hard when the sword king, who is the greatest master in the world, and the younger brother of the first person in the world are in the same family.

Just then, the voice of the commander-in-chief came from outside the door.

“Soga Lord Namcheon Daehyup and his wife have visited.”

Namgungcheon pretended not to hear and did not answer.

In the end, Chin Seol-ha opened the door and went out instead of him.

“Welcome, Mrs. Yeondaehyeop Namgung.”

Namgungyeon only silently bowed, and Yeonjeokha responded with a forced smile.

“Jean Sozer. Long time no see.”

“It’s late, but thank you for saving my brother’s life.”

Yeon Jeok-ha waved his hand at Jin Seol-ha’s thanks.

“you’re welcome. Are we strangers?”

That’s what she said, but her expression wasn’t good either.

It was because Namgungcheon passed the responsibility on to him a little while ago.

“Is that right?”

“of course.”

“I have to leave right away tomorrow. Two wagons will suffice, right?”

Then Namgoongyeon said teasingly.

“why? Wouldn’t it be faster if we went by fortune-telling?”

“Time is not tight, so we should go slowly while looking around the world. And make memories with Jian.”

“okay. Ji An will love it. Because I can be with Dad all day.”

“Oh, when was I apart?”

“If you can’t see it, you’re not together. You play with Jian for a little bit in the morning and evening, and the rest of the time you spend with old man Sim or old man Tang.”

“Am I?”

When Yeon Jeok-ha asked back with a shocked face, Namgung-yeon nodded.

“okay. that you did Don’t you understand when you see that Jian follows Wall-Ah and Geum-Ah more than you these days?”

“That’s it, isn’t it because those kids play well?”

“I spend more time with you than with you.”

“I have to look around the bad business places, so. It’s hard to always stick together like Wol-ah and Geum-ah.”

“So who said what? I just said Ji An would like it.”

“and! Is it hot even though the sun has set?”

Embarrassed, the serial killer quickly turned around.

Namgung-yeon responded to his words as if he knew nothing.

“It’s August. Not worth it.”

***

Hapbi.

Yeo Kang-Hyeon Seogyeongjang.

next day.

As soon as the day dawned, he notified the family members of his family of the trip and ordered Shen Tong to get two wagons.

Shim Tong, who left the Shigyeongjang in the morning, returned around noon with two double wagons.

“There are only two two-headed wagons left in Yeogang-hyeon. A wagon was bought and the driver decided to give it to us at a rate of 50 a day.”

“What about cooking?”

“Are we the top? Need a cook?”

“Then what shall we eat?”

“You can just eat that much. You can eat dry food, or you can stop by the village to solve it. Haven’t you been doing that all along?”

“It’s because of Ji An. Get a cook too.”

“Why don’t you just take Sook-soo from our Seokgyeongjang?”

“Hwang Sook-soo?”

“Yes, if I offer a per diem, Hwang Suk-soo will also follow me, saying, ‘What an idiot.’”

“Then talk well to Hwang Sook-soo and try to go in the same direction. If you refuse, don’t even think about taking it by force.”

“I am not forced. By the way... what should the god of the clear stream do?”

“I will take you. It’s only a specter, but it’s not like there’s a separate place that hurts.”

“Yeah, but... I don’t have a few days left to live. Would that be okay?”

“why? Do you want to stay and take care of Old Sim?”

Then the heartache jumped out.

“Oops! no! Don’t make a big deal out of it. Why do I take care of the god of the clear stream?”

“You like the blue god. If you like it, I can take care of it. Why are you so surprised?”

“It’s not like I like it, it’s just like sympathy.”

“Why do you ask if it’s okay when you’re not going to stay and take care of it?”

“This is what I said because I thought I would have to pay a funeral on the road.”

Yeonjeokha looked at the heartache with unexpected eyes.

It seemed that he didn’t care, but he must have even had the portrait of the god of the clear stream in mind.

“Don’t you know that people die and return to the dust? Just bury it in the ground.”

He said it was not a big deal.

It was nothing new since it had been done in Obongsan.

“Ah, that’s right. Then I understand that you do it that way.”

After speaking, Simtong busily walked toward the kitchen.

I’m going to find a guest for Seokgyeongjang.

that afternoon.

Two two-headed wagons carrying the family members of Seokgyeongjang slowly passed through the gate.

This is the first group tour of Seokgyeongjang.

However, Namgung-yeon was the only one who fully understood the meaning of this trip that should be enjoyed.