172 – It’s a coincidence. (One)

It’s a coincidence. (One)

Hanam of the midfield.

And Shaolin in Hanam is a place with many meanings.

Of course, it is the main axis of the old file room.

The reason why the Moorim League was created in Hanam was also because Shaolin was there.

Its meaning must be different.

It has the largest number of people among the old file rooms.

most supported.

In a way, Shaolin was a place that could be called a political sect itself.

Of course, my point of view was a bit different.

‘A collection of black bald heads.’

A den of f*cking bastards who seem to have shaved their heads and shaved their consciences as well.

Shaolin was such a place, at least from my point of view.

“Then when are you going to go to Shaolin?”

Dang So-yeol asked me while eating after the banquet.

It was a time when it became natural to eat together.

“Well, I’m thinking of going before I go back to Sega.”

He said that, but he had no personal reason to visit Shaolin.

It was a part where there was no need to go if there was no Shin Noya.

‘Still, I should go at least once.’

Of course, it’s not like there’s nothing to see.

It wasn’t an important reason, but it was a good thing to go once in a while.

‘If you can see the new dragon of the future, see it.’

A young Buddhist who will take the name of Shinryong, which is currently vacant.

It was a name that was decided long ago due to the back story of Meng and Shaolin.

When I saw him, I thought he was a person enough to be called Shinryong even if that didn’t happen.

‘Of course, I will become a Mine later.’

This is something in the distant future, and it may not be possible in this life.

To think that a child who had received Shaolin’s expectations became a demon.

It’s really odd.

And there isn’t much time left for that to happen.

He was chewing dumplings with his chin resting on his hand.

Dang Xiaoyeol asked quietly.

“Then Gongja-nim… .”

“yes?”

“Then that… . Do you intend to go with Moyong Sojour?”

At Dang So-yeol’s words, I quietly recalled that time.

I never imagined that Mo Yong-hee would appear and say something like that to me.

‘Why did he say that to me?’

It’s not anyone, it’s the world’s Mo Yong-hee.

There was no way that cold, unfeeling woman would approach me without thinking.

I knew all too well that she was a woman who put plans aside from emotion in every word and gesture.

-no.

so it was rejected.

Be as assertive as possible.

If you don’t believe in Mo Yong-hee, that’s not the case again.

I thought there was no need to be involved more than necessary.

Fortunately, Mo Yong-hee nodded at my refusal and went back without regret.

If I had come to say this, I thought I would have told you why.

Squeak.

When I moved my gaze to the sound of the water, Namgoongbia was filling my empty teacup.

Looking at it as if asking what this is, Namgoongbia replies with half-sleepy eyes.

“water… drink. You look thirsty.”

I wasn’t particularly thirsty, but I drank it gratefully.

I quenched my thirst with a glass of water and quietly asked Namgoongbia.

“How are you feeling?”

“… it’s okay.”

Since the sword wound wasn’t that deep, they said it wouldn’t leave a scar.

Since Namgoongbia was not low, the treatment went smoothly.

‘I’m glad.’

My stomach was rotting without realizing it, but it was fortunate.

After hearing that, Dang So-yeol bluntly spits out a word.

“You must be happy.”

“Well… ?”

“You went to the doctor’s room every day.”

“… When did I… .?”

“weird… . Are you sure you went every day?”

when did you see

I was obviously sneaking.

When did you see… ?

Thanks, that got me in a bit of trouble.

At Dang So-yeol’s casual remark, Namgoong-bia looks at me with a strange expression.

I moved my gaze, perhaps because I had read the slightly fluctuating emotions in Namgoongbia’s eyes.

It really wasn’t too embarrassing.

“… I just went because I had nothing to do.”

I tried to say it, but the gaze I felt didn’t go away.

Was this what you were aiming for? In front, Dang Xiaoyeol giggled and laughed.

“Are you laughing?”

“It’s fun.”

I don’t know where the fun is.

He let out a small sigh and ate the dumpling again.

I felt like I was going to get caught in Namgoongbia’s gaze, but I had to fill my stomach.

He took a handful and munched on it, examining the crackling chopsticks next to him.

It was none other than a hypocrisy.

Seeing that, I snorted inwardly.

‘Is there anything going on there?’

If it’s to the point where Wiseol-a lives and eats, it’s obvious that something big is going on.

After that, I asked several times, but Wi Seol-ah did not answer.

No, I did.

It’s a formal statement that nothing happened.

I watched it quietly and just quietly stroked Wi Seol-ah’s hair.

If it was something I didn’t want to say, it would have had the opposite effect if I had been forced to ask.

While I was eating, Moo-yeon came up from behind and quietly whispered to me.

“young master.”

“say. Because I am listening.”

Muyeon hesitated for a moment, then continued.

“I came to see you in the open.”

He stopped the chopsticks he was using to pick up the dumplings.

“who?”

“I have stated that I am the Chuong of openness. He said he had a promise with you. If you don’t want it, can I send it back?”

It was just Chuong’s personal wish to take time off when the dance was over.

I did, but I didn’t have to keep it.

Did Mu-yeon find out the answer from my reaction?

“Then I’ll send it back in moderation.”

At Muyeon’s words, I blocked it with a hand gesture.

“No, tell me you’re going to see me when you finish eating.”

It was quite embarrassing to face a beggar after a meal.

It wasn’t anyone, but Chuong, who would later be called Geolwang.

Now, for some reason, he seems like a nerdy and shrewd guy.

He was a person who would truly become a hero more than anyone else if bloodshed broke out.

‘It’s okay to reveal the face.’

Coincidentally, my ransom price had risen to the limit, so if it was an opportunity, it was an opportunity.

I ate the last dumpling in front of me and stood up.

“I’m eating and resting. I’ll be back soon.”

In my words, Wi Seol-ah and Dang So-yeol are at the same time yes! he shouts

The look and feel are similar, so when the two were put together, it felt like watching a small animal, so I was happy.

Of course, I didn’t show it outwardly that I thought so.

As soon as I came out of the inn, I saw a few beggars hesitating.

People were also paying close attention and moving out of the way.

If it is openly open like that in Hanam, there is a high probability that it will be open unconditionally, so it seems that it is not able to say anything.

“What street are you on?”

Seeing that, I said it as if I was absurd, and Chuong, who was standing in the front, smiled shyly.

“hehehehe… . Confucius, wouldn’t it be strange for a beggar to go into an inn and wait?”

that’s it again

I asked looking at Chuong.

“You found me.”

“oh my… . First of all, congratulations on winning. Old Confucius, ah. Should I call you Jinryong now?”

“… No, the former, please.”

Just listening to it gives goosebumps to your ears.

Who else decided on the nickname Jinryong? Are you a lord?

When I refused with a confused expression, Chuong was a bit taken aback.

hahahaha, Ji-soo received a special issue, but he didn’t like it, rather hated it, so it seemed strange.

“Ah, anyway… . Anyway, thank you for coming out like this.”

“What a great meeting, even thank you.”

It was a great encounter.

On the other side, it is.

“How wonderful! It’s a meeting with the winner of the non-title title.”

I know that, so I’m trembling with my own humility.

If you pretend to be too proud, no matter how much you do, the bad influence will be more.

“By the way, are you going to continue talking here?”

There weren’t many people, but it was a street that passed by.

If we were going to talk, it wasn’t the right place.

Sure enough, Chuong also guided me right away to see if he had something in mind.

“It’s not as clean as an inn, but you won’t be uncomfortable!”

He nodded at Chuong’s words.

Actually, there was no problem sitting on the ground and talking.

First of all, I had to show off the reputation of a famous family, so I had to act in moderation.

The building we were guided to was not as clean as Chuong said, but it did not look uncomfortable.

“Would you like some tea?”

“Do you have a car?”

No matter how I look at it, I don’t think there are cars.

It was Chuong’s words that solved my curiosity.

“I don’t have any, but if Confucius says he has one, I’ll get one right away!”

“… That’s it.”

There can be no way either.

Cross your legs and sit in a position that is as comfortable as possible.

Because I didn’t have to look.

As soon as I sat down, Mu-yeon, who had followed me, started to be on guard.

The secretly spewing bets sway as if they are holding you in check.

When Chuong saw it, his eyes stood out.

He noticed that it was a considerable level for a single Horwich.

It seemed so to me too.

‘you’re close.’

It seemed that there really wasn’t much left until Mu-yeon crossed the climax wall.

‘Although Namgoongbia seems to be faster than that.’

The current Bia Namgoong was also walking around facing the wall, but if you look at her talent and the realization she gained from fighting.

It won’t take very long to get over the wall.

“Why did you follow me?”

I bluntly asked Gu Gujeo-yeop, who was standing in the back.

Moo-yeon aside, why did he follow?

“I just want you to eat.”

At my words, the gujeolyeop answered dumbfounded.

“… It was because I was ordered to serve the First Lady in Sega.”

“Then why did you serve them before?

“…”

“You can see the inside. child.”

“Kuhm… .”

It must have been because of the sword he received from Meng.

Is it because I told you that I would give what I already received to Mu-yeon or Gu Gu-yeop?

Hearing that, Gu Gujeo-yeop lit up his eyes and followed me around.

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“Oh, that’s annoying… .”

“I just want to escort Sun Gongja… .”

“Who escorts whom? You are filthy weak.”

Gujeolyeop stumbled at my words.

It’s a very hurt expression, but it’s true, so there’s nothing to say.

And then I heard a burst of laughter from the side.

Muyeon seems to be smiling.

Seeing that, Gu Gujeo-yeop looked at Mu-yeon as if shocked, but Mu-yeon covered her mouth as if nothing had happened.

‘They play well.’

Tsk tsk, he clicked his tongue once and moved his gaze back to Chuong.

“Anyway, what are you talking about?”

Chuong seems to have come to his senses at my words and quickly changes his stance.

“It’s not different… . I have something to recommend to Confucius Gu.”

What do you recommend to me at the opening?

Although there were a few things that came to mind.

Before that, I had a question.

“why?”

I had to ask why.

To be honest, the reason was also obvious.

By asking this, I had to take care of the justification and situation.

Chuong must be aware of this, so perhaps he has an explanation prepared.

And, as expected, Chuong started talking without hesitation.

“From generation to generation, openness has been giving some support, not sponsorship, to outstanding late index people.”

“Sponsorship, are you giving me money?”

“Oh, where do beggars get their money?”

“then?”

“The support of openness is information! We would like to inform Gongzi Gu.”

Chuong carefully takes out a wooden tablet from his bosom and slips it this way.

I saw that and looked at Chuong with a blunt gaze.

‘Information.’

It seems that there is something in the name of sponsorship.

It was just laying the groundwork for things to work out later.

In the opening, you helped me from this point on.

So don’t forget, it was a base meal like this.

‘This is a rather bland story.’

Is it because he thought of Chuong later?

There was no nutritional value at all for what I had come to hear.

Is it because you read those feelings in my expression?

Chuong was slightly taken aback and continued.

“If you think I can tell you with this hand. It is a tile given only to a small number of people in the open branch.”

“What would you like to receive?”

“You can easily get information that can be provided at the branch level!”

Information available at the local branch level of the open.

From the point of view of the latter index, it was a good condition.

It’s also the fact that famous families are already tied to openness.

It is a fact that all the later exponents now know that information is a great power.

It meant that the intelligence organization would treat it as a subject of special management.

This is definitely a story that will help.

From my point of view? It is a story full of words.

Even with the information I would have known, there were numerous stories that Open did not know.

Although there may come a situation where you need help opening up.

It was also a problem that there was not much faith in the organization called ‘openness’ itself.

“Hmm… .”

What should I do?

I can’t say I don’t need it at all.

The original purpose was to make only Chuong and the face.

That’s enough of this, though.

‘It’s a waste.’

Rather than opening up, I wanted to establish a relationship with the character Chuong.

Moderately, not excessively.

tuk tuk-

I tapped my fingers on the tabletop.

It was because I needed some time to think about it.

From Chuong’s point of view, you might wonder why he is so worried.

In fact, there will be no cavils in the opening or intervening in personal affairs just because they hold hands in this way and sponsor them.

It was just one of the hundreds of ways that openness could flesh out and survive.

I quietly looked at my hand and pushed it with my hand in the direction of Chuong.

This meant rejection.

“Uh… . Jin, no, old Confucius? this is really good… .”

As if Chuong was taken aback by my refusal, he tried to add an explanation.

When I took out an object from my bosom and showed it to him, he opened his mouth wide and fell silent.

“I lost. Because it was sponsored.”

The item I took out was a wooden shield that Shinui told me to use if I needed help in opening up.

Perhaps it was said that it was at a level where you could meet an open ark just by looking at it.

I said looking at the half-broken Chuong.

“Can I ask for something else? Personally.”

Rejection probably won’t work.