Return of Mount Hua Sect

It's like a doorman who won't even pick up beggars! (1)

"……."

Gong Mun-yeon quickly straightened her complexion. Even if you are caught in a tiger's den, won't you survive if you keep your mind?

"Uh, I don't know what you mean."

"Ha? Can you see this guy?"

Cheongmyung snorted at her.

"This guy thinks my eyes are knotholes. Does he look like someone I can't even recognize when I'm born?"

“……”

Qingming shrugged and said.

"It's very crafty. It's crafty. The person who operated the main base in Hwaeum and was in debt to the volcano is coincidentally learning Jongnam's martial arts, right? Taeeulshinsu, who learned it very well?"

A cold sweat ran down Gong Moon-yeon's forehead. I was so surprised that I couldn't even feel the pain in the place where I was hit.

'Damn it.'

should have been patient

Even if the neck is cut off, it is impossible to use Taeeul Shinsu. Moreover, in front of the one from the volcano!

fatal mistake.

But could this be called a mistake?

If the author hadn't pushed Gong Mun-yeon so much, and if he had not suddenly pulled out his sword in front of Gong Mun-yeon, who was too busy to be beaten, then Gong Mun-yeon would not have used Taeeul Shinsu even if he had to die.

If it's a coincidence, it's the worst coincidence, and if it's what you're looking for, you can't really imagine how deep the author's heart is.

"Did you send it from Jongnam?"

“……”

Gong Moon-yeon kept her mouth shut.

No matter what I say right now, it can't be an excuse. If I could turn the situation around even with a lame excuse, I would do anything, but now that's impossible.

Then he clumsily opened his mouth and gave more information, rather than giving him more information.

"Hey? I'll shut your mouth."

Cheongmyung clenched his neck and approached Gong Munyeon.

"Well, that's fine. It's a matter of reliance. I think it's a good choice. But there's one thing you're mistaken about."

"...?"

"You know what it is?"

"……what?"

"Aren't you going to tell me?"

“……”

Jongnam is not a very easy place. Jong-nam has been at odds with Hwasan for a long time, so he doesn't feel very good, but there's no reason not to admit that Jong-nam is at least one of the top-ranking people in the old file room.

There is no way for a clan of that size to be sloppy in their work. That's Qingming's thoughts. The information Gong Mun-yeon knows would be extremely limited, and even if he knew more information, the information would not be correct.

All you need to know is that it has something to do with Jong-nam. Isn't that something Qingming or Huashan should find out?

Of course, you don't have to tell Gong Moon-yeon about that.

"Hey, these bastards. Still, the old Moorim were bleak, but they didn't kill him, but these old-timers aren't martial artists, and they're trying to help others with money? It's also a scam? It's a very good thing."

Gong Mun-yeon could no longer maintain her composure and shouted.

"Heh. Wouldn't that be better from the volcano's point of view?"

"Yes?"

"You must know! Volcanoes are hopeless now. Wealth? Money? Those are just additional things to Mufa. A volcano that has lost its martial arts can no longer be a volcano of the past. It's just a matter of persisting a little longer and failing!"

"Huh?"

Cheongmyeong listened to Gong Mun-yeon's story as if it was interesting.

"I was just trying to put an end to the dying volcano's breath. Again, the volcano is something to be thankful for. Anyone like you would know that? Volcanoes can no longer survive! It's the law of death."

"Who is it?"

"You don't understand?"

"No. Who said that the ignorance of the volcano was cut off?"

“……”

Gong Mun-yeon looked at Cheongmyeong with blank eyes.

If someone else had said this, he would have snorted. However, the words that came out of Cheongmyung's mouth had a different weight.

At least in the eyes of Gong Mun-yeon, he was a former master of Hwasan.

"These cubs are trying to cut off a well-lived volcano. And! A volcano lives even if it lives, and a volcano dies even if it dies.

“……”

"For example, the spout is a lot of logic. It was a lot of logic. I was going to beat my volcano because it was like a volcano.

Too many.

The closer you live, the more likely you are to bump into each other. Just as the basic principle of diplomacy is to stay close to each other, neighboring clans are always at odds with each other. Hwasan and Jongnam had many similarities in that they were swords with a strong sequel style, and they were also similar in that they mainly used swords.

If a similar type of Daemun faction is located right next to each other, one of them will unconditionally die.

As a result, in the past, Jong-nam of Cheongmyeong-do was beaten when bored. To be precise, it looked like Chongmyeong was getting a catfish while arguing with Jongnam.

"I am not a subordinate!"

"I will."

“You seem to have misunderstood, but the technique I just learned was just by chance.”

"Am. Yes. I will. Can I tell you a very surprising fact?"

"...what is that?"

"I'm not a volcano person either."

“……”

"A sound that makes sense..."

"You, you bastard!"

“……”

Cheongmyung was startled as he tried to spit on the floor.

ah mask. It was going to be a big deal.

"Anyway, in return for showing Taeeul Shinsu, I will show you something interesting. If you know this, it will be very interesting. It would be a pity if you didn't."

Qingming slowly held out his sword.

"Tell the one who sent you wisely."

The prayer of Qingming changed completely.

The past playful appearance disappears. The bent back is straightened, and the sagging shoulders regain their shape.

Perfect posture as if painted in a picture.

Gong Mun-yeon, seeing this, opened her mouth involuntarily.

The wind seems to be blowing from somewhere.

The gentle scent of plum blossoms like a fantasy with the gentle breeze.

"Plum blossoms give off the most intense fragrance when they bloom in the snow. Although it is winter now, the volcanic spirit does not cease. Eventually, when spring comes, plum blossoms bloom in full bloom."

Gong Moon-yeon saw it.

The tip of the sword of clarity moves slowly.

shiver.

The movement that started with a very small tremor soon turned into a big tremor, and that great tremor soon changed into the trajectory of a sword like a fantasy embroidered the sky.

The tip of the sword that seemed to cover the sky.

Vivid plum petals bloom from the tip of the sword.

After a bleak winter, the plum blossoms drawn by the tip of the sword of clarity filled the world as plum blossoms that herald a warm spring bloomed all over the mountain.

'This is a fantasy.'

The Wind Blows.

The plum blossoms covering the sky as if fluttering in the spring wind began to bloom all at once. Eventually, the petals flew up as if swimming in the sky and landed quietly on Gong Mun-yeon's forehead.

The petals gently swept past Gongmunyeon, blowing away his consciousness like the wind. Until the very end, he didn't know what he was looking at.

dump.

Only the sound of Gong Mun-yeon, who lost his consciousness, falling to the floor echoes emptyly. The plum blossoms that covered the sky had disappeared like a mirage.

Cheongmyeong, who recovered the sword, turned around.

"Hey!"

The blood flows back into the corners of the mouth due to the unreasonable operation of the qi. Qingming, who took off his mask and spewed out the gushing blood, distorted his face.

'I'm going to die, really.'

Even though it's a broken body, it still lacks strength. If it were him in the past, it feels like all the history of his body is being sucked out with just one sword that he would have drawn like a joke.

'The foundation is good, but I'm going to die like this. Ah-oh.'

He thought that he had to come up with some kind of countermeasure, and he wore the mask again.

"Well then."

His gaze went over the Gongmunyeon, which had fallen on the floor, to the merchants.

“……”

The merchants looked at Cheongmyeong with eyes as if they were seeing a ghost.

Why not?

He had never seen or heard of the harmony that made plum blossoms bloom in the sky with his sword. No, I had heard that there were such deceased in the past, as in the past, but at least I thought it was an exaggerated legend.

However, the human who tore out the legend is now standing in front of them.

From the point of view of those who tried to extort money by defrauding the volcano, Qingmyeong is nothing more than a grim reaper.

"Who's going to fit in?"

“……”

"Who's going to just go with?"

"Me!"

"I'll just go!"

"Please save me!"

He nodded his head broadly, as if he liked Cheong-myeong.

"Okay. Very cooperative."

Merchants rushed out to the side. But, of course, Qingming had no intention of letting them go so easily.

"Stop moving."

“……”

The merchants stopped all at once.

"If you go like that, how am I going to pull all these wagons? Think about it, think about it!"

“……”

The merchants looked at Cheongmyeong with eyes full of resentment.

Does that mean that we should also consider the convenience of the robber? No matter how backwards the world turns, there is no such law.

But no one dared to speak up against it.

"you guys."

"Yes!"

"From now on, each of us will check how much money is in their wagon. I'll put the youngest youngest next to him."

No more words were needed. As soon as the words were finished, the merchants rushed to their carts and started counting their wealth.

"It's eight hundred and eight hundred nyang!"

"It is two thousand and three hundred nyang!"

"I'm eight thousand..."

"What? Did you have that much money?"

"Is that important now? This human?"

They even roared with each other and rushed to report first.

Qingming frowned at the sight.

"Hey."

"Yes?"

"Did you include the cost of the cart and horse?"

“……”

"Recalculate."

"Yes."

Somehow, when the calculation was finished, Qingming nodded his head.

“Then I will lend you a horse, so one of them should go to the nearest battlefield and bring money. I will sell it in kind.”

The merchants looked at Cheongmyeong with blank eyes.

They are also people who roll on the bottom of money, but this is the first time I have seen such a human being.

"Bring the money on a bearer slip. If you mark it on the slip and get caught, you'll be murdered today. Okay?"

"Yes."

until you get there.

"Go, one guy."

"...but me."

"What?"

asked one of the merchants.

"What if the one going to the battlefield escapes?"

Cheongmyung laughs bitterly.

"What are you going to do when you run away?"

“……”

“Do you have any money?”

"No."

"Is your property confiscated?"

"Yes."

"Then what are you going to do if you're just here and run away? If you want to get a review, you'll have to come back?"

"...then if you report it to the coffin..."

"try."

Cheongmyung gently raised his leg and then hit the floor.

thud!

The floor cracks and cracks.

"Report instead and never come back. Run to the ends of the continent. Even if I die, I'll catch that bastard. Never come back. Never."

“……”

Merchants gave up the report at that moment.

If you think about it, their family still remains in chords. I can't think of a way to run away from this madman. I don't think the military will be able to catch this guy.

"Let's go."

"……Yes."

Hwasan was benevolent like a prestigious faction.

However, there was only one reason they were unhappy. The volcano is benevolent, but not everyone who lives there is benevolent.

On that day, even before the sun went down, the masked man with a slip the thickness of a book in his hand climbed the volcano in excitement. The wealth made from the sweat and tears of countless people was stored in the warehouse of such a greedy scoundrel.

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