Return of Mount Hua Sect

Volcano has gained a belly. (4)

"Awesome, after pickling."

Yoo Jong-san made a sound of pain.

The mountain range of the volcano was so steep that even the people living in Hwaeum could make billions of sounds.

Fortunately, there are escorts to help you climb the mountain, so ordinary people would not even dare to climb to the top of the volcano.

The fact that he had to climb that steep mountain again in less than a week was making him uncomfortable both physically and mentally.

"Turn it off."

"Owner Yu. Be strong."

"I'm already giving out my strength!"

I was annoyed at Yoo Jong-san's voice. The escorts are pushing him, but climbing this steep road is not easy.

You have to climb a cliff with a slope that no one can pass through, relying on an old, worn-out rope. This is why a volcano cannot develop until it develops.

'If I get the money, I will never go up to this difficult place again.'

Because I don't even want to see the volcano anymore.

As we climbed the cliff, we came to a slightly flat place. Taehwaruju Gong Mun-yeon glanced back and confirmed that everyone was up, and opened her mouth.

"Let's take a break here."

"Oh, gong Rouge. You've been thinking well. My legs are shaking..."

"The owner of Yu needs to do some exercise."

"Heh heh heh. I'm a person who doesn't listen to people saying that I lack stamina anywhere, but I don't get used to this guy's mountain no matter how much he climbs."

"So it's not that bad."

The owner of Yu shook his head and sat down on a rock.

"By the way, Gong Rouge."

The Rouge flame of Hwasan Daru, who was slowly paying attention, approaches Gong Mun-yeon.

"Why?"

“Why is Jang Moon-in suddenly asking me to come to the volcano?”

The eyes of those who were rubbing their legs were all at once on Gong Mun-yeon.

“Maybe he had some money?”

Gong Moon-yeon smiled softly.

"Is that possible? One hundred thousand nyang is not a small amount of money."

Gong Mun-yeon just cut it off and said.

"But if it's borrowed..."

"There is no one in the world who can lend a hundred thousand nyang to a dying volcano. A person with such a good heart would not have become very rich."

"exactly……."

Yoo Jong-san shrugs his shoulders.

"Then what do you think, Gong Rouge? Why do you think Jang Mun-in has called us?"

"Aren't you trying to ejaculate?"

"What's the matter?"

Gong Mun-yeon turns her head to look at the top of the volcano. There is a volcanic wave up there.

"There is no place for the money to come out, and if you have to assess that you don't have any money on the due date, the seeds won't work, so why not call ahead and try another number?"

"Huh."

Yoo Jong-san clicked his tongue.

"Then you're saying that people who don't have money to repay are saying come and go? Heh. It's the first time I've ever seen a debtor so stiff."

"It is said that he is in trouble because of wealth. In the first place, he is not a long-time writer of the Great Volcano. Don't say too harsh words."

"Gong Rouge is very speedy. Do you still want to think so well of a person who borrows money and has not paid it back for decades?"

Gong Moon-yeon smiled shyly.

"I mean, let's keep our manners. The name of the volcano will soon disappear from the world anyway, isn't it too harsh to make them miserable until the end?"

"The whole world will know the intentions of Gong Rouge."

"You have different personalities, too."

"It was nothing."

Mun-Yeon Gong gave a shout out and showed an example.

Seeing this, Yoo Jong-san clicked his tongue inwardly.

'I'm sitting down.'

I'm thinking of confiscating the building and kicking it out anyway, but what kind of manners is courtesy? I would like to thank the victims for being polite.

'by the way… … .'

Yoo Jong-san raised his head and looked at the summit.

'I'm not going to take the money.'

I was always worried about whether I would be able to sell them at a reasonable price just because I got them. Gong Mun-yeon made a rant, but if money is at stake, isn't it a merchant to start worrying about first?

But now, Yoo Jong-san was not worried.

'I'm sure you're saying you're interested in the fact that people came from Jongnam, right?'

In the past, the fact that Hwasan and Jongnam had a relationship between them was something the whole world knew.

Although the existence of the volcano has been forgotten and Jongnam is ascending to heaven, it has become a faded story, but the resentment that has been going on for hundreds of years will not go away easily.

Moreover, don't the leaders who lead Jong-nam now remember the time when volcanic eruptions weighed on Jong-nam? If that resentment persisted, it would have been obvious that the volcanic buildings would not be allowed to remain in the world to prove their history.

'Gong Rouge must also be thinking of selling the engraving to the younger son.'

Yoo Jong-san's heart warmed.

tens of thousands.

Among them, the amount of money he should receive amounts to a whopping five thousand nyang.

How much money is five thousand nyang? One hermit is enough for an ordinary family to live on for a month. However, it is not a hermit, but a whopping five thousand gold coins!

If you have that money, you can't do business like that. Even if you spend it in moderation, it is money that is left over from generation to generation.

The long tug-of-war is now over. At the thought of finally getting the money, Yoo Jong-san's heart began to rise.

'I wonder what kind of face Jang Moon-in looks like.'

The thought of that stern face would be distorted makes me smile. There was a bit of bitterness, but Yoo Jong-san suppressed the rising pity. Isn't it true that there is no family or friends in front of money?

"Now, let's stop climbing."

"Yes."

Everyone seemed to be having a hard time, but no one said that we should take a little rest.

The dead, blinded by money, started climbing the volcano again.

"Every time I see it, I mean it's really weird here."

Someone shuddered.

"It's just a building that's all going down."

There is a sense of reluctance in the tone of voice.

Falling buildings and walls. And the front door with the door leaf falling off.

It was the appearance of a sect that was either going bankrupt or already ruined by anyone looking at it. Still, there is something strangely captivating to the viewer.

The weight of a volcano that has protected Shaanxi for hundreds of years.

They didn't say anything, but everyone shared the same feeling.

but turn away

They have now come to suffocate the volcano. Today, if they do not accept the long writer's offer, the volcano will not survive only seven days and seven nights.

The volcanic dynasty that has protected harmony for hundreds of years is finally ending.

"Hmmmm."

"Uhhhhhh!"

Do you know how heavy the job is? Everyone just coughed without saying a word.

There is no intention of turning away from the reality of money, but for them, who were born in Hwaeum, the volcano is a place with a deep meaning. There is no choice but to hesitate when there is a situation where you cut off your breath in such a place with your own hands.

"Let's go in."

Only Gong Mun-yeon maintains a casual new color. When he took the lead, everyone hesitated, then followed him with awkward faces.

"Are you here?"

As they enter the main gate, Unam greets them.

"Unam Jinin. Nice to see you after a long time."

"I am still not good enough to be called Jin-in. Please call me Unam."

"If you do, I'll call it a dojo. Are you okay?"

Unam smiled without a word.

"The long gatekeeper is waiting. This way."

"Well."

Gong Mun-yeon frowned slightly.

'Do you think you can afford it?'

When they arrived the other day, the Unja ships stopped them with contemplative faces. However, in Unam's appearance now, there is no urgency as it was the other day.

No matter how long the gatekeeper called them and knew they would arrive around this time, isn't it normal to see basic discomfort?

Gong Mun-yeon looked at Unam's back and started walking after him.

'I don't know. Maybe this is the true nature of the volcano.'

Perhaps he acknowledged the fact that everything was coming to an end and let it go. So, it may be that he is showing the true form of a volcanic master, rather than a person who is obsessed with money and uncomfortable as before.

'I have a lot of small worries.'

Perhaps it's because the moment has finally come when everything you want comes true. Ordinary people tend to be vigilant the moment they reach their goal, but Gong Mun-yeon is a person who pays more attention at times like this.

As we quietly walked along Unam, we came to the residence of the Jangmunin. And in front of him, Hyeonjong, the volcanic long gate, was already waiting for them.

"I'm seeing Jang Moon-in."

When Gong Mun-yeon swooped in first, those who followed him all bowed their heads.

It's the last road, so it seems that his words of being polite are engraved properly.

"Come here. You've worked hard to come down the rough road."

Hyeonjong, the long gatekeeper of the volcano, smiled softly and greeted everyone.

"I'm sorry to take your time while you're busy. I hope you understand the anger that I didn't comply with even though I know it's polite to go down in person."

"No words. We are busy, but are we busier than Jangmunin? Of course we should come."

Gong Mun-yeon also received Hyeon-jong's words with a smile.

“What else…?”

"Haha. Are you in such a hurry? You must have had a hard time climbing the mountain, so even a cup of tea..."

"Jang Moon-in."

Gong Mun-yeon cut the waist of her horse in a polite but resolute tone.

"It's good to enjoy tea and chat. But we're lowly merchants. I'd like to discuss work-related issues rather than fashion."

"Ummm."

"The merchants are people who embrace the problems to be solved, eat and pretend to eat, and drink tea, but they can hear it.

"No. I guess I was just thinking."

Hyeonjong burst out laughing and looked at the merchants quietly.

"Let's get to the point without wasting time."

"thank you."

Gong Moon-yeon smiled lightly.

"I have brought you all here today, nothing else but to convey the position of the volcano."

"If you say that you are in the position of a volcano?"

Hyeonjong glanced at Gong Mun-yeon slightly.

With that little movement, Mun-Yeon Gong was able to know in advance what was going to happen next.

"I've tried in every way, but I haven't been able to find anyone who can lend money to the volcano. In other words, I don't think I'll be able to repay the money on time, no matter what I do."

"Ugh."

Gong Mun-yeon frowned at Hyeon-jong's words.

"Long door man. We gave enough time. We also have to earn a living to make a living. Also, we can't delay the deadline."

"So that's what I mean."

Hyunjong made eye contact with everyone and opened his mouth.

"I know it can't be delayed any longer. But it's impossible for Hwasan to pay back 100,000 nyang on the due date. So, please."

Hyeonjong bowed his head and swore.

"I can't pay back all of that money, but I can pay back some. So, if anyone here can personally delay the payment, please help the volcano."

Everyone was bewildered at the fact that Jang Mun-in had bowed his head, and just stared blankly.

The atmosphere was starting to get weird.

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