186 – It’s nonsensical. (One)

stupid thing to do (One)

After visiting Shaolin, it was time to go back to Shanxi.

The more there is, the less we can do. The time has come when there is nothing more to gain.

I really had to leave.

It was a little more than 10 days if I had to count since I arrived in Hanam, but there were more things than expected.

‘On the contrary, I also knew a lot.’

I knew it and I got it.

“Didn’t you leave anything behind?”

Even as I hurriedly packed my things, I kept asking Hongwa. Did you ask five times?

Thanks to that, Hongwa also had a slightly troubled expression.

“You packed everything.”

“yes?”

“You don’t bring much luggage, so you’ll be fine.”

It looked a little twisted, but it was fine.

To be honest, it was true that I didn’t pack my bags.

‘Don’t bother bringing something.’

It was enough for training clothes.

[You say something very right!]

‘…’

There was something subtle about Noya expressing his affirmation as if he sympathized with him.

Do I have to say that I sympathized with something that shouldn’t be the case?

[The Muin thinks training is important. What’s the problem?]

Noya would force me to wake up and practice if I wanted to get up a little later in the morning.

It has become a habit and now it has changed naturally.

Suddenly, I wondered how this old man practiced when he was alive.

‘… It wouldn’t have been a normal robbery.’

From the standpoint of using the same training method as Yeongpoong used to do.

It was unlikely that a nobleman called Hwasan Seongeom would have done less than that.

After reading my thoughts, Noya immediately snorted.

[Don’t you think you’re going to step up the intensity?]

‘Yes, I’ll have to increase it.’

Maybe it’s because they ate energy, or it’s because the bet is starting to assimilate with the body.

Compared to before, training is not so difficult.

‘Just now… .’

Even when I practiced in the morning, even though I increased the intensity a little more than usual, it felt like nothing was wrong.

[It’s ripe, the body is finally.]

A state in which the flesh and the bet are mixed at the climax.

This is usually referred to as the peak of maturity.

[Then, now is the turning point.]

‘Yes.’

Noya nodded at his words.

Now that I’m used to the climax, I have to move forward to reach the hwagyeong.

If the climax is the first wall in the first class, Hwagyeong is like a soldier’s tomb.

Most of the warriors who were called geniuses throughout their lives and even if they polished their martial arts, failed to reach the Hwagyeong and collapsed.

There are many people who are satisfied just by reaching the climax, because they have already changed the arc.

‘Though it has nothing to do with me.’

If it’s like me, you can’t stop here.

I had already been there, so there was no need to hesitate.

Nevertheless, the reason Noya is a turning point for me is that preparation takes longer than expected.

Make your body accustomed to not only betting, but also the pierced stoppage game.

Many said it was a state that needed enlightenment.

In my case it was different.

A bet that is more than enough to fill the danjeon.

When the bowl was full and overflowed, another world appeared.

This, of course, was from my point of view.

There are only a few people in the world who can pull out a bet that overflows Danjeon.

At the time, it was a method that only a person like me, who used to bet like crazy, would try.

‘I’ll have to build a body to support that bet.’

A bet is also a bet, but now I had to focus on making the bowl hard. That was also the reason I wanted to increase the intensity of training.

‘Can I reach it before the terms and conditions are exceeded?’

had to reach

That would make things easier.

[You are in a hurry.]

‘Isn’t the situation a little too relaxed?’

[That’s right, it seems that a moderate amount of impatience is also necessary.]

Apparently, the moment I arrive at Sega, I need to increase the intensity of my training.

‘I’ll ask my father about meteors.’

After a long time, I also visited the Haomen Shanxi branch… It’s time to finish the work that has been decided step by step.

‘Is Noya okay?’

[Well? What do you mean?]

‘Is it okay if I go back like this?’

An associate of Shin Noya in Shaolin.

It was a question about Hwang Ah Bul Young and Cheol Young.

If I go back like this, I don’t know when I will come back here.

However, Shin Noya answers my question in a calm voice.

[What’s the problem? I will see you again someday.]

It sounds like it’s natural.

[And, since it’s obvious that the f*cking bald guy is going to spit out a lot of curse words.]

‘… Cursing?’

tympanum… . curse?

Come to think of it, I think Noya once said that the host at the time was caught eating meat when he was young.

Was that Hwang Ah Bul Young?

Somehow, I thought I knew a little bit why the two of them were close.

‘With each other… .’

[What man?]

‘no.’

[…] Heh, he said he would take a break, so I’ll have to let him rest first. If you look at it later, it’s enough if you curse a bunch.]

I can feel the affection and longing subtly contained in the grunting words.

Still, does it mean that a colleague and close friend are close friends?

‘Friendly friend.’

It was a relationship that I didn’t know in detail because I hadn’t been obsessed with that kind of thing.

‘Ah, there is one.’

There is only one person, the one who is probably sleeping on Wudang Mountain now.

At least, he was someone who could be called a friend.

It was futile, since you wouldn’t remember it anyway by now.

‘I wanted to see your face this time.’

Unfortunately, he didn’t appear at this Yongbong branch party, so it became an unknown when to see him.

“young master!”

Around the time I finished packing, Wi Seol-ah suddenly appeared and hugged me.

“I’m ready!”

I asked while stroking Wi Seol-ah’s hair in her arms.

“Are you done?”

“Yeah!”

Seeing this, Hongwa hurriedly approached and separated Wi Seol-ah.

“You have to stand!”

“Eiying… .”

Every time I get scolded, I tried to grab the cheek because his face was so cute.

“… I don’t think there’s anything to catch.”

Compared to the first time I saw it, the uniquely reduced breast meat made my heart ache.

[There is nothing else that hurts… . Are you insane?]

‘I don’t know because I haven’t touched Noya.’

[…]

At my words, I could hear Noya swallowing his breath in an instant.

I guess I hit you too hard.

So who said it was a fight?

However, this was Noya’s fault.

While the attendants packed my things, I also went down to the inn.

In the inn, the others were already talking about whether or not they had finished tidying up.

I see Bia Namgung dozing on her stomach and Dang So-yeol calmly drinking tea.

And.

‘Why is he here?’

Sitting next to him wearing a cotton thread was definitely Mo Yong-hee.

It was the first time I had seen it since we broke up with Shaolin the other day.

Well, it was a few days.

“ah! Confucius, are you here?”

Dang Soyeol finds me and smiles brightly.

It was Dang So-yeol who laughed a lot these days.

“Would you like to eat?”

“Didn’t you eat it all?”

“There is still time left, so it should be fine to eat.”

“yes? Shall we eat then?”

As I approached, Dang So-yeol slipped the chair next to me.

Touching the chair with his hand made it sound like he was asking me to sit here.

After sitting down, I immediately called Jeom Soi and ordered food. As always, somen noodles and dumplings were enough.

“however… .”

As soon as I sit down in the chair, my eyes naturally go to Mo Yong-hee.

“Why is Moyong Sojour here?”

Mo Yong-hee did not pay attention to my question.

What are you ignoring?

‘Why are you wearing a cotton thread?’

I was wearing it when I first saw it at Bacheon Maru, but I don’t think I’ve been wearing it since then.

“Moyong Sojeo?”

Only then did Mo Yong-hee turn her head this way when I called her twice.

As I turned my head, something seemed very stiff.

“… not.”

“not?”

“Hey… do it.”

“Where are you sick?”

“no… .”

But why is your voice shaking like that?

It looked like something was broken, so I sneaked up to Dang So-yeol next to him and asked him in his ear.

“… Why is that person like that?”

At my question, Dang Xiaoyeol also shakes his head.

It was a look that he didn’t even know.

“He came in the morning without a word. It was always like that.”

So why… ?

I thought you came because you had something to say.

For such a thing, the gaze processing was quite unnatural.

Between the gaps between fluttering cotton threads, somehow, reddened cheeks and ears caught my eye.

“Moyong Sozer.”

“… Yeah.”

Fortunately, there was a short break this time, but the answer came.

“What are you doing?”

“… that.”

Mo Yong-hee tries to say something, but suddenly shuts her mouth.

Silence fell, and I heard Mo Yong-hee breathe thinly.

After a short time passed, Mo Yong-hee changed her behavior and spoke to me again.

“I heard that you are leaving today, so I came to say hello.”

The subtle trembling of the voice disappeared.

The motions that were somehow unnatural became natural again.

It was nice that it disappeared because I was concerned about how it looked like something was broken.

I didn’t know why Mo Yong-hee was like that until just before.

“I mean hello.”

“Yes.”

Mo Yong-hee carefully took out an object from her bosom and handed it to me.

I accepted this and asked her.

“What is this?”

“This is a seal that we ask you to use comfortably if you are to use our guild one day.”

At Mo Yong-hee’s words, I looked at the goods.

A ring studded with blue jade stones.

According to her explanation, it seems that it is something that can receive preferential treatment from the Okcheon Merchant Operated by the Moyong family.

“Why are you giving this to me?”

Speaking of the top of Okcheon, even if it is not the best in the midfield. It was a place of great standing.

Especially as much as it exports and imports intensively cloth and silk.

I used it to make clothes, and thanks to the high quality, it was a place that women used a lot.

“Your uniform was worn out a lot.”

I was rolling around so much that my clothes were mostly damaged.

“… I’m not the type of person who really cares about living.”

At my words, Mo Yong-hee smiled slightly.

I couldn’t see it because of the cotton thread, but it seemed to be smiling.

“It is not something to be burdened with. I’m just asking you to use it comfortably, so please don’t think too much.”

“…Yes, thank you.”

Having said that, it was hard to refuse.

I wanted to give you something too.

Although he was a blood relative of a famous family, he did not carry anything with him.

When you want to rummage through your luggage in a hurry.

Mo Yong-hee calmly raises her body.

“Then, let’s go first.”

“Yes?”

Rather, her words made a burning sound from my side.

“Are you here to give me this?”

“Yeah. It’s better to finish public business quickly.”

My eyes widened slightly at Mo Yong-hee’s words.

If it’s a public matter.

‘Is it to put the kite lightly?’

Maybe because of those words, I felt a little more at ease. If I had approached it from Sega’s point of view, I wouldn’t have felt burdened.

‘I looked too deeply, I.’

Could it be because the emotions the people around me gave me were particularly strong?

I wondered if even Mo Yong-hee had a different idea of me.

Fortunately, it was self-consciousness.

‘That’s right, it was a strange idea for Mo Yong-hee to have that kind of thought for someone.’

I thought I knew Mo Yong-hee well, but I made a mistake.

Just because he stood out in this non-music title.

He must have come to establish a relationship as a blood relative of the famous family.

“Thank you. Moyong Sozer.”

At my words, Mo Yong-hee slightly bowed her head and took an example.

Then, with a dignified gait, as if he had no regrets, he headed for the door with the attendant.

“Oh. Old Confucius.”

Mo Yong-hee, who was about to go out the door, suddenly called me.

“Yes.”

When I answered this, Mo Yong-hee did not answer and took the appearance of hesitation.

In a way, it seemed like he was just standing still.

I felt that Mo Yong-hee’s breathing became a little rough due to the widened field of view.

Should I say that I am breathing deeply so as not to show off as much as possible?

“Are you going back to Sega right away?”

“Perhaps.”

“… okay.”

Mo Yong-hee, who had stopped to say something more, shook her head slightly before speaking again.

“Then, see you next time.”

After these words, Mo Yong-hee goes out the door.

It was somehow faster than before.

It seemed like he had something to say, but it was too formal a greeting for something like that.

‘… What?’

I couldn’t pinpoint it, but it was an uncomfortable meeting without knowing what it was.

I think there’s something more.

Around the time I wondered why he was like that.

[As expected, they look alike.]

Noya spits out in a faint voice.

‘Who are you talking about?’

Are you just talking about Mo Yong-hee?

If it’s true, I tried to ask who said that Mo Yong-hee and I look alike.

I shut my mouth shut at the sudden thought.

It felt like he was exuding an aura as if he was telling Shin Noya not to ask.

‘If I ask now, I think I’ll be really cut off.’

My survival instinct told me so.

I’m praising myself for not saying anything.

“… It’s ruined.”

I can see Dang So-yeol muttering something to himself next to him.

“I think it was twisted again… . When? why?”

“… What are you doing again?”

It was frightening because the kids seemed somehow not normal.

When I ask in a worried voice, Dang Xiaoyeol turns to me.

“Confucius, are these flowers?”

“What do you mean, flowers?”

“But why do you keep getting bees?”

“… What?”

“Usually this should be the other way around… . obviously but… .”

Let Dang Soyeol keep muttering to himself first.

I took one dumpling and ate it.

If I touch that, I think I will only lose.

‘…I must have had a nightmare at night.’

There are days when everyone is not sane.

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

Wudang Mountain located in Hubei.

It is one of the old file rooms and is home to shamans who mainly use swords and swords.

Passing through the high and steep mountain, the young guru was running and panting.

Just by looking at the book tightly wrapped in his hand and his trembling eyes, you could tell how urgent he was.

After running for a long time, the boy was able to stop his legs only when he reached the bottom of a huge tree.

“buy… Say goodbye!”

The boy shouts before he even has time to catch his breath.

The direction was up the tree.

“Sahyeonong… Let’s go!”

Despite the boy’s voice calling sadly, the person the boy is looking for doesn’t seem to want to appear.

In the end, the boy who had been crying for a long time gnashed his teeth and shouted in a louder voice.

“Hey damn… !”

baek!

“Keek!”

The boy screamed and fell backwards at a stone he didn’t know where it had come from.

Before long, someone landed in front of the fallen boy.

“Your talking habits are like shit, priest.”

“… If you don’t do this, the death penalty won’t appear, right?”

The one who appeared in front of the boy was a young man with a fierce face somewhere.

Because of the uniform he was wearing and the sword he wore around his waist, I guessed that he was a practitioner belonging to a shaman.

There seemed to be something far away from the aura of an ascetic.

“You should know that the death penalty like the sky is the time to sleep, but what happened to this?”

“The sun has risen in the middle of the sky, but what kind of sleep… .”

“Would you like another shot?”

“… Wu has been sentenced to death.”

At the boy’s words, the young man tilted his head.

“I guess so. He wasn’t expecting to win there.”

A disciple of a shaman who is said to have gone out to the festival. They say he picked up a few people because he didn’t go out.

Do you have the chin to be

The boy continued to speak, rubbing his forehead.

“It’s not like that, they say we lost in the preliminaries.”

“… yes?”

When the young man heard that, he frowned.

“Anyway, that’s not the point. execution.”

“… Isn’t that important?”

Isn’t it important that the shaman’s apprentice lost in the preliminary round?

So what’s important?

“Do you know that the death penalty is Guyangcheon?”

“nine… . What?”

The young man’s expression darkened even more at the boy’s words.

The boy had a hunch that if he said something wrong here, he would get another hit.

With a fierce survival instinct, the boy immediately handed the letter he was holding to the young man.

“What is this?”

“It’s a letter sent by Brother Wu.”

“Did the loser even send a letter? hahahaha… .”

There is something chewy in the voice that laughs benevolently.

The boy realized that it was never a good feeling.

‘Ooh death penalty… .’

Inwardly, the boy just hoped for the comfort of the death penalty.

Leaving that behind, the young man who had been reading the book for a long time suddenly spat out words.

“Are you close with me?”

It was a line that listed the excuses for losing earlier.

The young man skipped over this because it was not very important.

I couldn’t help but frown at the words written around the last line of the letter.

“Yes, if this is correct, Sasuk asks the brother-in-law to come… .”

“Who?”

“nine… . Yangcheon.”

“therefore. Who is that?”

‘Why do you ask me that?’

The boy struggled to manage his expression.

It is said that a person named Gu Yang-cheon said that he was friendly with Jam-ryong.

The person in front of me had an unfamiliar expression.

“I don’t know?”

“… Yes, me too.”

“Then come find out.”

“… Yes? I beg your pardon?”

“He said he was close to me, but I don’t know, so find out.”

“…”

I don’t know what kind of bullshit this is, so the boy is looking at the young man, no, the jamryong, with a dumbfounded expression.

Jamryong smiles benevolently and tells the boy.

“What are you doing, priest? run.”

The boy laughed as well.

‘F*ck you.’

I mean, swearing inwardly.