180 – Not cold winter. (2)

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Not cold winter. (2)

By the time Mo Yong-hee returned to the room with the attendant, it was already night.

After changing her clothes and washing her face, drinking the tea brought by the attendant and covering her neck with the blanket, Mo Yong-hee closed her eyes.

When I close my eyes, I naturally recall what happened earlier.

The appearance of a boy who didn’t even look at me no matter how close I approached him.

The face of the boy who somehow gave the feeling of being fierce all day long.

And.

-Don’t do anything that hurts yourself. It is also a nuisance to others.

It seemed that he could still hear the boy talking to him on the stairs.

– It’s also very cold.

what he said to himself

How did he know, it seems like he never showed up.

breath too.

gait too.

At least, it didn’t look disheveled even when he tucked his hair behind his ears.

‘… Is it obvious?’

Not likely.

Having lived in the cold all my life, it was a piece of cake to not be seen by others.

So I didn’t think the boy would have noticed about this.

However, it was a cold day, so it was too subtle to say that it was polite.

‘Guyangcheon… .’

For a boy whose detailed information was not given for a blood relative of a high family.

In just a few days, he became more famous than anyone else.

Now, you will be called by your nickname more than your name.

The appearance of putting on hot flames and crushing opponents was like hell for the later exponents living in the same era.

With such a thick and high wall in front of them, how many people would not dare to despair?

‘… The Thunder Dragon seemed to have already collapsed.’

Namgung Tianjun disappeared after the sparring with Gu Yangchun.

It was the last time that Panga’s Sogaju appeared and took him away.

Thanks to that, the plan that Mo Yong-hee had initially laid out was twisted.

It must have been like that from the moment I faced Guyangcheon.

What Mo Yong-hee-ah hated the most was that the plan she had set up did not go smoothly.

It was a little different this time.

‘… Why?’

Although she asked herself, Mo Yong-hee knew the answer long ago.

The unknown sensation felt at the point of encounter.

It became clear through the rain.

It became certain today.

He had hopes for himself.

The crouching senses said so. can’t miss him

Even without following his senses, Mo Yong-hee already knew.

Mo Yong-hee carefully stroked my belly with her hand.

“It’s warm… .”

Heat remained in the electrical part.

Heat.

It is a word that did not exist in Mo Yong-hee’s life.

To think that what she had worked so hard to achieve somehow could only be achieved by briefly holding the boy’s hand.

It’s a feeling that I can’t recall even though it’s empty.

“… ha.”

Warmth is something like this.

Winter, which felt exceptionally cold, found comfort with just this little warmth.

‘How on earth could this be?’

The heat I felt on the non-stage was not an illusion.

It was clear from this incident.

That is, the heat he receives from Yangcheon affects his own coldness.

Will the chemist be like that? It wasn’t.

There was a time when I invited Hwa-seon, who was called the 100-year-old master of central plains, to seek help in regards to chemical engineering.

Even if she was given heat by others, Mo Yong-hee felt the same coldness.

The coldness that could not be undone by natural flames, the energy possessed by monsters, or even by unmanned bets.

Guyangcheon was defeated too easily.

‘… perhaps.’

Could he cure this cold?

Mo Yong-Hui-Ah unknowingly harbors such a hope.

Even though he knows best of himself that he is a person who does not fit this sentimental idea at all.

Is it only the Gu family’s chemist?

I didn’t know if Guyang Bay was like this.

The important thing was that his heat could make him warm.

It’s been reduced a lot now, but there’s only a little bit of heat left.

Mo Yong-hee could not escape from the sentiment of the heat she felt for the first time.

so warm

You’re so warm

He pulled the blanket over and wrapped himself a little tighter.

Hopefully the heat won’t escape at all.

‘… Now only a few days.’

The remaining time that Guyangcheon is expected to be in Henan will be only a few days.

The Guyangcheon that Mo Yong-hee looked at was not someone who would set their affection in a distant place.

It seems that the women around him show a weak heart.

After all, what is above them is Nine Yangcheon.

It is extremely rare that the meaning changes.

‘…’

I’m trying to plan what to do next.

Soon, Mo Yong-hee’s mind becomes a mess.

Thoughts that were woven in such detail.

Filled with the boy’s voice and eyes, nothing came to mind.

-Would you give me your hand?

Jump!

Mo Yong-hee, who had been tightly wrapped in the blanket, stood up at the boy’s voice that seemed to pass by.

“… ha… . ha… .”

Only then did Mo Yong-hee feel it.

Something seems wrong.

******************

For some reason, there was a cool atmosphere in the inn.

It’s probably not because it’s a winter’s night.

Wi Seol-ah was not eating with rice in front of her.

Namgoongbia was not paying attention to her knowingly or knowingly.

Dang So-yeol’s gaze was slightly sharp.

Not to mention, even Muyeon tried to say something to me, but looked at the atmosphere and kept his mouth shut.

‘… F*cked me.’

I feel the most sense of crisis lately.

I’ve been through so many crises, but this was a significant risk.

“… That.”

“… I decided to tell you.”

I’m trying to say something I had to close my mouth immediately at Namgoongbia’s words.

“… Wherever you go… . Words… You promised to do it.”

“…”

Rarely, Namgoongbia feels full of emotions.

This was obviously sad.

She is showing me the feeling of being sad.

That was a very strong reaction at the Namgoongbia level.

“… sorry.”

In the end, all I could say was this.

“… It hurts.”

“Grunt.”

Wi Seol-ah hadn’t even looked at me before.

Seeing that he hadn’t even touched the food in front of him, he looked quite upset.

“I also… . I also wanted to go with the young master.”

“We can go together next time.”

“When next time?”

“…”

I know.

When should I go next… . I have to go home in a little while.

“House… Even when we go to , we often go together.”

“At the Bocchan’s house… . There is no Shaolin Temple!”

No, I think there was nothing to see but bald people and carp. Why do you keep doing this?

If you recall that even the carp was in the middle, it is actually only in the middle.

ah… . So it’s Shaolin.

[Son.]

‘Yes?’

[It’s rare to see him in a good mood.]

‘… Are you fanning the burning house?’

[Did you not know? I am very good at it.]

‘…’

I really didn’t want to hear Noya’s laugh.

“… for now.”

After being beaten one by one by Wi Seol-ah and Namgoong-bia, he was exhausted.

Dang So-yeol asked me subtly.

“How did you come to be like that?”

“… How did you guys find out?”

“We went because Moyong Sojeo told us about it.”

what?

“Moyong Sojeo said something and left?”

“Yeah.”

Oh my god… .

While I was in amazement, I heard Noya’s laughter.

[Looks like you ate a shot.]

“… Aren’t you going to tell me what’s going on?”

“I heard.”

At Dang So-yeol’s words, I tilted my head.

“But why ask?”

At my words, Dang So-yeol looks at Wi Seol-ah and Namgung-bia and tells me.

“Rather than that, they said we should listen to the old Confucius.”

“…”

Rather than Mo Yong-hee’s words, he said that he had to listen to me directly.

What can I say, it was a proud feeling.

Still, it was too much to bear with such stares.

‘rather… . I will fight one more time with a master of the highest level.’

Should I compare the results of life and death?

After Dang So-yeol’s words, silence came to me. It meant waiting for my words.

As someone who knows my heart, I finally had to speak out.

“… They said they were waiting for me in front.”

My words pricked the ears of Wi Seol-ah and Namgung-bia.

“Are you Moyong Sojeo?”

“yes.”

“why… Yo?”

“… I know? I was just waiting.”

“Did Gongja go in again?”

“… no. How did things turn out so… . Did it happen?”

“How come, how come… ?”

“What if… . What happened?”

I didn’t even know what I was talking about.

[Did I get hit in the head earlier? . It’s broken.]

“then… .”

In the meantime, Namgoongbia looks at me and says.

“… Aren’t you going with me?”

“Where… ?”

“Shaolin Temple… .”

“Why is everyone obsessed with it?”

“That… . You went with someone.”

“…”

Why do you keep making me speechless?

As soon as those words came out, I kept shutting my mouth.

To be honest, I have a lot to say.

There are so many excuses in my head.

Somehow I couldn’t get it out of my mouth.

Is that sad and sad look the problem?

As silence falls again, Moo-yeon sneaks out with Hong-wa, as if she can’t stand the atmosphere.

I looked at him with earnest eyes, but Mu-yeon didn’t even look at me and left me with quick movements.

This must be revenge for what I left earlier… .

I don’t know what to do, so I’m rolling my eyes here and there.

“… I want to go too.”

Namgoongbia spoke to me in a slightly lowered voice.

“I also… . I want to go with you.”

“Shaolin Temple… ?”

I reacted curiously to Namgoongbia’s words.

That’s also because Namgoongbia didn’t seem to be particularly interested in that sect.

Shaolin is a place that really has nothing to do with the sword.

At my questionable words, Namgoongbia shook her head and said.

“… anywhere.”

oh

It was only then that I could feel the emotions mixed in with those words.

It was jealousy.

It was a feeling that I did not know how to feel for Namgoongbia, and I myself do not know well.

I didn’t know that she would feel that way for me.

“… That.”

Perhaps because I realized that, it became very difficult for me to speak.

On the other hand, a warm feeling rises in the chest.

Immaturity coexisted, not knowing what to do.

“together… . Let’s go then.”

When I speak up, Namgoongbia’s eyes widen.

“Together.”

The shape of Namgoongbia’s lips slightly changed.

Although I felt the change coming from that fine difference better than anyone else.

I couldn’t think of any other way than this.

The fortunate thing is, whether it’s Wiseol-ah or Namgoongbia.

It was an expression of satisfaction.

[Did I look satisfied with that?]

‘… Isn’t it?’

[Okay, since you tried hard enough, I’ll take a look. Is that your expression? Ugh… . If I was going to wake up and see something like this, it would have been better for me to just stay stuck.]

‘…’

After I spoke up, I didn’t know whether the rice was going into my nose or mouth, so I roughly squeezed it in and went up to the room.

As I climbed the stairs alone, I heard Wi Seol-ah, Namgung-bia, and Dang So-yeol join in a conversation below.

As soon as I glanced at him, he shut his mouth as if nothing had happened.

‘What are they talking about?’

I was a little curious, but there was no way anyone could go and ask, so I just quietly entered the room.

With a sense of relief that he had barely survived, he slumped down on the bed.

[What, that expression crawled out of the devil’s cave.]

“Isn’t it roughly the same… .”

[You’re talking f*cking shit, I don’t think there’s another demon that’s so happy.]

Without the strength to answer Noya’s words, he took out the book he had picked up earlier.

Judging from the fact that it was not burned, it must have been made from the skin of a monster.

‘Is it an important thing?’

On the surface, it was just a book, it didn’t look like that.

[Did you intend to open it now?]

“It’s better than being late.”

After speaking, I immediately opened the book.

“Well?”

As soon as I saw the first chapter, I unknowingly made a sound.

Of course, I expressed this and that with clumsy handwriting.

Most of them expressed the human body with immature-looking pictures.

When I saw that, I quickly flipped through the book.

Chara Larak.

As the bookshelves were being turned over, the more I looked, the more I could clearly understand.

Minor movements or detailed descriptions…

‘… It looks like a martial art from Shaolin.’

It was because everything seemed to be related to Shaolin, and even arcane martial arts.

******************

Skip.

In a dark room full of emptiness, only the sound of a brush can be heard quietly.

The old man calmly wrote down the letter.

The car in front of me had already cooled down and lost its warmth.

The teacup is full of water as if he hadn’t taken a bite.

-Taeju (太主).

The old man’s ferocious eyes look out the door at the voice he hears from outside.

Even so, the hand is still moving.

“Come in.”

As soon as the old man’s permission is granted, the door opens and a man enters the room.

The man who appeared with his face covered in black carefully bowed to the old man.

In front of him, the man was moving differently, but the old man’s hands and eyes were focused on the writing again.

The man looks at the old man and says.

“… Samho has disappeared.”

tall-

Only then did the old man stop his hand at the man’s words.

“extinction?”

“Yes.”

be extinct

It was an incomprehensible word. it’s extinction

They were beings that could not die unless they died over time.

died together?

The old man’s eyes turned to the man.

The man flinched at the old man’s eyes, but continued talking without stopping.

“The energy that was connected to it has been cut off. It looks like you touched the taboo.”

“If it’s No. 3, it’s that ferocious guy.”

“… Yes.”

Was he the guy who often said he would kill himself someday?

His tone is intrusive, but in the end, he was a guy who did his job skillfully, so I kept him by my side.

What happened?

“I broke the ban… .”

“… Yes.”

“I wish I hadn’t said anything nonsense.”

If it was enough to touch the taboo, it means that it was a dangerous situation.

‘Perhaps, did Meng notice something?’

That was difficult to predict.

These guys wouldn’t be able to notice even if the three zones of the world came.

However, that is not the part that can be reassured.

‘If you’ve noticed this process… .’

It was still difficult.

At least, aside from the fallen sword, there was a risk that the news would reach Wihyo-kun, that damn bastard.

The old man took out a book of a different color from his bosom and held up a brush.

“Send the other children to see if there are any traces left.”

“… All right.”

I quickly draw a few lines and hand them to the man in front of me.

“Let this be delivered to the palace separately.”

“Can I send it right away?”

“Yes, while conveying it, let’s say separately that things related to Shaolin will be delayed.”

“All right.”

The man was about to turn around right away, but the old man called him and stopped him.

“for a moment.”

“Yes. Tae-joo.”

“How are things going with the Gu family?”

“I think the right time has come, so I sent the kids to Hanam in advance.”

When it comes to the Gu family’s work, it is the first elder of the Shanxi Gu family. It was about the letter sent by Gu Chang-jun.

The content is decorated with neat words, but in reality it was a request for help with family politics.

‘It’s a trifle.’

The old man clicks his tongue like that inwardly, but Guseonmun offers more than one or two. I had to accept this kind of request.

Even so, I couldn’t help but laugh at it.

‘You don’t seem to know how trivial it is to harbor fleeting desires.’

It seems that he has reached his own level as a martial artist, but Gu Chang-joon did not seem to know it.

That means there are things you can’t be greedy for.

“You said your goal was to remain in the old family.”

“Yes.”

I remember it wasn’t something to worry about. I remember that Gu Chang-jun also didn’t say anything about it, perhaps because he had the same mind.

Do you see me talking like this now?

‘It seems that the old man is in a hurry.’

The old man took a sip of the already cooled tea.

“Did they say Guyangcheon?”

“Yes, they seem to be contacting you, but from what I heard in the middle, it seems that they are showing their talents in the untitled.”

“Hmm… . It looks like he inherited his talent.”

He is the son of Goo Cheol-woon, a ghost who is no one else.

The old man thought it was a lineage that made it all the more strange that he had no talent.

‘… No matter how late it is, if it’s his child, you’ll need to be careful.’

The pit lump, which had no original talent and was evaluated as an idiot, suddenly began to blossom with talent.

‘I heard that the children of the Gu family are also in Henan.’

Sam Ho also briefly remembered being in Shaolin. The old man quickly shook his head.

As long as there is a branch of Yongbong, there will be a lot of late indexes in Hanam.

There must be several forces there, but to think of it like the son of a Gu family out of the blue.

It was a thought too far for the old man to think.

“There will be no setbacks.”

“Yes.”

“i get it. Let it go.”

At the old man’s words, the man bows his head, takes a bow, and disappears out the door.

profit.

As the man disappeared in front of his eyes, the old man leaned back in his chair.

A long scar on the back of the old man’s neck, probably because he was a little closer to the candle.

It doesn’t exist now, but originally, it should have been a tattoo in the shape of a dragon.

The old man patted the back of his neck.

even though so many years have passed.

I could still feel the pain in the scar.

The old man whispered to himself in such agony.

“… There is not much time left to see you soon, so please wait.”

In the past, long ago, the old man who was called the Black Dragon Sword.

In the dark, I whispered my friend’s name.

“Wee Hyo-kun.”