173 – It’s a coincidence. (2)

It’s a coincidence. (2)

A hut built to look like it’s in its own way.

Since he only cared about his appearance, the cold wind of winter came in through the empty gaps.

Winter is a particularly hellish season for beggars.

The number of beggars dying from the cold is numerous.

Chuong, as a military man, has reached a certain level, so he can survive by making bets.

The beggars down there won’t do that.

That’s why Chuong doesn’t like winter.

It’s the season when there’s nothing you can do.

“padrone… .”

The openness in the hut called Chuong.

“why.”

“Is it not necessary to collect the tiles?”

Chuong looked at the wooden plaque on the table at the beggar’s words.

It was the card that Chuong was about to give to Jinryong.

“Hmm.”

The beggar’s hand wouldn’t mean that.

The Ilgeolpae (一乞牌) that Jinryong had.

You’re asking if you don’t have to take it back.

“Crazy, how do I get that?”

“but… . Since the request has been granted, isn’t it right to take it?”

If it’s original, that’s right.

It’s a wooden plaque that Chuong wanted to give. Although the number of times is not a big set thing.

It was not the one-of-a-kind plaque that Jinryong possessed.

An object that can obtain any information at an open level.

Even more so, if there is no information, you have to find out separately and give it away.

It was an item given only to the benefactor of the ark.

No matter what happens, you have to deal with it first, and it’s something that can make the ark move directly if necessary.

‘Why does Jinryong have that?’

How surprised Chuong was when Jinryong took out the Ilgeolpae from his bosom.

That wasn’t something a mediocre late index could have.

‘Is it fake?’

I thought about that for a moment, but I put it away right away.

If it was a Kuga, it was a famous family that was highly regarded, if not as much as the four generations.

A blood relative of such a prestigious family would not do crazy things like carrying fake items from the gang.

Of course, I would have to check whether it was genuine or fake, but I thought it would not be Chuong.

“padrone?”

“Baby, wait a bit, because it’s already complicated.”

At the sound of urging, Chuong scratched his head in response.

As the beggar said, a one-time match is a one-time thing.

It’s right to take it because if you do the favor, the utility value will disappear.

‘That’s not a matter for me to judge.’

No matter how much the owner of the one-of-a-kind card asked for it, it was not up to him to decide whether to retrieve it.

Since Jinryong knew that, there was a high probability that he showed it to himself.

“… write… .”

He said it was a true dragon. Aside from his powerlessness, he had a fox-like aspect.

Chuong, who was scratching, asked the beggar behind him.

“… Do you remember what Jinryong said?”

The beggar immediately gave an answer to Chuong’s question.

“Did you ask me to find out about Hwang Bo-seon and Tu-ryong of the Hwang Bo family?”

If it is Hwang Bo-se, it is the family of Hwang Bo-cheol-wi, who participated in the banquet for the first time this time.

He didn’t show an outstanding figure for a blood relative of a high family, but he was a late index with a glimpse of potential.

‘But who is Hwang Bo-seon?’

Judging by the name I’ve never heard of, it doesn’t seem like a promising blood relative.

Why did Jinryong ask him to find out about such a person?

‘About the two dragons… .’

Tu-ryong was the least known of those called dragons and pins.

It only appeared once.

Although he was a great person who was called the Fighting Dragon just by his one appearance.

Not only did he never appear at the Yongbong Branch again.

He was a soldier who was not being called more and more because he did not have any special activities.

Chuong also tried to meet him a few times.

‘… I don’t really want to think about it then.’

Dark memories were sent to the other side of memory.

In addition, he was more than a swordsman.

First of all, Chuong asked for something like this, threw it away, and remembered Jinryong, Guyangcheon, who disappeared.

‘I don’t know the intention.’

No, rather, I know too well, is it a problem?

‘It seems like he wants to open a kite with me.’

It’s also the fact that he doesn’t avoid talking with a face that seems annoying to the world and looks shy.

It’s the same with putting in a personal request by showing a team that doesn’t need to be revealed.

It felt like testing myself.

‘A late index who doesn’t seem to have lived even half my age.’

Chuong was also a human being, so it didn’t feel very good to be tested.

Ironically, the existence of Jinryong felt like it would be okay.

A subtle intimidation that I didn’t feel from other late indexes.

Feeling that way to a boy who is just a bloody lump would break his pride.

On the contrary, I felt different emotions from the fact that I confirmed the truth a little more.

‘Where is the pride left in the first place?’

Chuong smiled slightly at the self-torture that flashed through him.

Where is the pride of a beggar who lives on the floor and lives on begging?

As long as you can live with it, that’s it.

‘If you think about that, the name Jinryong suits you so well.’

It seemed like he didn’t like it, though.

Chuong, who was quietly organizing his thoughts, came to a conclusion.

“It’s a spindle.”

“Yes, king.”

“Regarding the card Jinryong was carrying, I will take care of it, so keep your mouth shut.”

“Yes? Why don’t you report it to the branch manager?”

“I’ll take care of it, so just keep your mouth shut, I’ll do it even if you report it.”

“padrone… . Last time, you posted about Shinsung and Jinryong too late, and you messed up.”

“… Would you like to black too?”

“I will keep my mouth shut.”

The branch manager is an asshole.

If you were going to do this level of work, you had to go to the ark, not the branch manager.

Even if you ask, it will be faster to ask that person.

‘It’s a problem to find.’

He was an old man drinking and drinking on the street, but he was the hardest person to find in the world.

– My disciple.

-Yes.

– Hiccup, life is short.

-what? line?

-Yes, give. If you ride well… . Hiccup, it makes the world easier.

A person who begged a young disciple and drank in the back.

He was the leader of the previous generation, and he was a man who could not be called a human who was called the ear of the swordsman, the three great kings of the world.

“The king, then what about the request?”

“What should I do if I want to do it?”

“… Unpaid?”

Wang Chao grabbed the tile from the table and threw it at the beggar.

“Do it, roughly.”

“… Big, roughly?”

“If you don’t mind, just put it under my name.”

“Wang-cho, considering only what is attached under the name of Wang-cho, it is possible to make a military crown in the name of the people of Henam… Noah!”

“Baby, if you want to be black, you have to be black! What is so talkative!”

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Cried the beggar, rubbing the bump on his head.

“They say Wangcho is going to die if she does as she asks!?”

The beggar knew.

Because that person was never a person who would work fine.

‘All the money I receive is distributed to the beggars in the neighborhood, what? Will it become an ark?’

that doesn’t sound like it What kind of seat are you going to sit on while giving it all away?

“You’ll figure it out. Is this the last time?”

“They say you know what every day.”

“Ah! It really is the last.”

Chuong huffed and kicked the beggar and sent him out.

I know that beggar is worried about him, but who cares about whom?

‘If you’re a beggar, just worry about making a living, don’t worry about me.’

Worrying for nothing is a no-brainer. If I harbored such a damn affection, my eyes would be blurred.

Beggars shouldn’t trust each other.

So you can live one more day

Chuong sat still and exhaled, recalling the last words of Guyangchen.

-see you later.

Last time he reached out his hand, but this time he reached out first.

‘Isn’t it dirty?’

The boy who did not frown while holding his sometimes stained hand.

It was a special feeling for Chuong.

What are the hands holding together?

You must have met countless people from famous families who acted like that.

‘Sval.’

Chuong continues to ruminate on the meaning of the boy’s gaze on him.

What did he hold in those ferocious eyes when he saw himself?

What does Jinryong want from himself?

“You don’t know anything at your age, so you can’t be a beggar.”

Chuong finished his thoughts and got up.

did not draw a conclusion.

If I had done that well, I would not have been in this state.

“Aw, what a f*cking life.”

Chuong jumped up and kicked out the door.

Although I have to post information about this non-muje.

I want you to know that… .

‘I’m sure the branch manager is going to suck again.’

If you twist it, you’ll cut it, I’ve been stuck here and rolling around for years.

It was the teacher’s words, Nabal, and he had to find a way to live.

It seemed like there would be no real porridge or rice to go on like this.

“Hey.”

“Yes, king.”

“Tell the branch manager something.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve been to Xi’an for a while.”

“Yes?”

Chuong gave up his words and jumped straight into the air.

The direction is west from Hanam.

The destination was the place where the Xi’an monument, where the Tulong Biuijin was located, was located.

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“I don’t know if you want to do a good job.”

He spoke with both hands thickly holding the food.

Gujeo-yeop naturally took my luggage and asked.

“What do you mean?”

If you ask what it is, of course it was referring to the work requested by Chuong.

‘I’m not particularly looking forward to it.’

I don’t know if it’s at the level of officially requesting the opening.

It didn’t matter if it didn’t work because it was something I told Chuong personally.

It wasn’t a particularly important request anyway.

‘Looking at the fact that he didn’t take a hand, it seems to be okay.’

To be honest, I didn’t have any major problems with it.

It’s true that it’s a waste, but it wasn’t something to find fault with and look at it strangely.

Since I was walking calmly, I wonder if the silence was uncomfortable.

“… Confucius that day.”

“why.”

“Is it okay to talk about openness like that?”

At Gu Gujeoyeop’s words, I stopped walking and looked at him.

Gu Gujeo-yeop, who met my gaze, flinched.

“What do you mean?”

“No matter how much it is a political faction, I was wondering if I should go to Sega separately and do the same thing… .”

“I can’t do it.”

“Yeah?”

“You will.”

Gu Gu Gu Yeop’s eyes widen at my calm words.

Rather, the reaction felt strange to me.

“You weren’t going to?”

“no… That.”

“I don’t want to drag on the obvious, so it doesn’t matter if I just say everything.”

Gujeo-yeop reacts as if he didn’t know how to say it openly like this.

In fact, it’s like Muyeon and Gujeolyeop.

Most of those attached to me were the eyes and ears of Sega.

The only person you can trust is a hypocrite.

If there’s one thing that’s a little different, it’s that Gu Gujeo-yeop is more of a senior citizen than a member of the Sega family.

“It doesn’t matter if you tell your grandfather everything.”

“…”

“It wouldn’t make much of a difference if I found out.”

I looked at Gu Gujeo-yeop, who had closed his mouth, and then moved on again.

He has a good mindset and talent, so I wanted to keep him by his side and raise him.

Gu Gujeoyeop was, after all, a man of the Iljango.

I didn’t really have high expectations.

As far as I wish, to the extent that I hoped that the foxy old man would not cross the line?

Iljangro is a fire moth that sees a flame and jumps into it.

In the end, this was a thoughtless thought, knowing that he would not be able to stand it and would burn.

To give you a little more concession, I don’t want to burn it with my own hands, so I hope you do it in moderation.

Of course, this doesn’t look like it will happen, but it does.

‘… The degree of openness should be this much first.’

Opening, to be exact, I was thinking of cutting off the succinct about Chuong.

I didn’t have a very long relationship with me in my previous life, so there was no need for a deep relationship.

It’s good if it’s well-connected.

or it doesn’t matter.

To be honest, it seems that his face is already sunken, and it will depend on Chuong’s situation.

I could tell he was showing some interest in this.

Finally, I bought some skewers and threw them to Gu Gujeo-yeop and said while looking at Mu-yeon.

“Lead free.”

“Yes, Bocchan.”

“Looks like I have some business to do.”

Muyeon nodded at my words.

He didn’t even ask what he was doing.

Seeing that, I laughed and said to Muyeon and Gujeoyeop.

“Then go tell them something.”

“Yes?”

As soon as he finished speaking, his body was filled with heat and he kicked off the ground and ran.

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Quickly so that the two, especially Mu-yeon, could not follow.

Moo-yeon raised the bet at the moment and tried to catch up.

Seeing my speed, I stiffened my body with a dumbfounded expression.

This was also the reason why he got out of the group to meet Chuong on purpose.

You’ll probably hear a lot of nagging when you go back.

‘… grunt.’

However, there was no other way.

It was okay to go with Mu-yeon, but he was never the one to go alone if he said he would go alone.

‘Since he’s weaker than me, it would be easier if he just told me to stay.’

I was a bit reluctant to say to Mu-yeon what I could have easily said to Gu Gu Gu-yeop.

Die, because I knew you were wielding a sword.

‘I’m sorry, but I’ll be back soon, so I’ll be a little lenient.’

It won’t take long.

It’s not long since it’s past noon.

We should be able to go back before sunset.

I thought so at the time.

“… Why are you here?”

If it weren’t for the woman looking at me under the stairs leading up to Shaolin Temple as if she knew it would be the case.

A beautiful woman full of subtle chills.

Seolbong Mo Yong-hee looks at me and says with a charming smile.

“It’s a coincidence. I’ll meet you all here.”

“…”

Anyone can see that it wasn’t a coincidence.