Return of Mount Hua Sect

Why is that person here? (4)

It sparkles.

The courtroom was dazzling in the sunlight.

'One twinkle.'

No, there are more.

Cheongmyung, who had been watching the monks of Shaolin standing at the back of the courtroom, shook his head as if displeased. The voice that came out was blunt.

“What’s wrong with that gentleman here?”

“So, to the chief of Shaolin, that yangban, man!”

Yoon-jong was startled and stopped, but Cheong-myeong was calm.

“How are you? He's not even our oldest."

“… … .”

Yoon Jong, who was speechless, finally shook his head.

“Let’s go see each other.”

Hyeonjong led his disciples closer to the prose gate. And he greeted me with a deep hug.

“Welcome, Chief.”

“See you soon, Moonin Jang. Have you been unharmed?”

Hyunjong said with a smile.

“Thanks to your attention, I was able to get along without any problems. It's a long way from Songsan to here, but how did you get there?"

Then the court responded with a smile.

“No matter how far the road is, there is no reason to hesitate if there is a place where you can quench your thirst.”

Hyungwon's eyes lit up slightly.

'Gamrora.'

The two men looked at each other and exchanged a smile.

Those who watched this had to feel a subtle coolness that could not be identified.

“Is it cold all of a sudden?”

“Winter is coming.”

“It is, but… … .”

The court turned and looked at Cheongmyeong, who was standing with his partner's legs crossed.

“How are you?”

“It wasn’t very comfortable because the Shaolin sent a bunch of luggage to the volcano.”

“It’s a load.”

The court laughed bitterly.

The word “baggage” means Hyeyeon.

“The burden will depend on the burden. Still, wouldn’t it be good to call it a treasure trove?”

"Yes? Can you hear me? Is that bald?”

“… … .”

“If you’re going to send your military family, give them some money! Still, you send someone who eats grass, which is hard to find in a volcano, empty-handed? Do you have a lot of money?”

“… … .”

The court rolled its eyes.

It's true that I never thought of sending the money... … .

'What do you mean by hard-to-find grass?'

The court smiled awkwardly and said:

"haha… … . Wouldn't it be helpful though?"

"help?"

When Cheong-myeong's head was twisted, the court slowly turned its head and coughed in vain. It was a courtroom that immediately recalled what kind of a human being Cheong-Myeong was, even without sharing a few words.

And it wasn't just the courts that were uneasy about the situation.

Hyeonjong quickly took one more step forward. As if Cheong Myung was going to cut off the conversation with the court before he gets into any more accidents.

“Please eat inside. I am afraid that the public will curse me for having the chieftain of the great Shaolin standing in the prose.”

“Where would an uninvited guest, who came without a word, dare to ask for hospitality? If you could give me a glass of water or something, I would be very grateful.”

It was at that time when we were sharing words of humility with each other.

“Chief!”

Someone came out from the front and ran in a straight line towards the courtroom, shouting with a fierce voice.

"Five! As Hyeyeon... … .”

uh?

The court's eyes widened a little.

'Hyeyeon?'

huh?

He blinked his wide open eyes several times.

'Is that right?'

it couldn't be

Who else would be wearing the yellow robe, the symbol of Shaolin, on this volcano, and who else would have dared to shave their heads?

Of course, it was right that Hyeyeon was running to him now.

But... … .

'Hyeyeon is right... … .'

Something was a bit strange.

The boy who seemed to have fluffy fur when touched is nowhere to be found, and why is a young man with a shiny copper-colored skin running around?

Besides, her face has definitely changed.

Is it because of the darkening of the skin color, or is it for some other reason? There was no shy boy who bowed his head slightly even when he made eye contact with someone, and he had a strong impression that he would kill Mara with his bare hands at any moment.

'Huh… … .'

The court rubbed her eyes hard. And I looked at the person who was approaching me again.

'Oh, no. If you look closely, your appearance hasn't changed much.'

The court quickly figured out where this feeling was coming from.

a look.

Hyeyeon's eyes, which were soft and fragile, as if they could not kill a single insect, were flashing with a subtle scorching glow.

Hyeyeon, who ran to the front of the courtroom, called him in a passionate voice.

“Chief!”

“… … Was it Hyeyeon?”

“Yes, Chief!”

An obvious answer to the obvious question was returned, but the court could not readily accept that answer.

what should i do with this

After leaving the house for a few days after leaving the dry yellow chick, the chick turned into a huge rooster and it was like a sight to behold.

The court clenched its lips at that subtle feeling.

“… … What has changed a lot?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Hyeyeon tilted her head. However, Baekcheon and his party, who were watching from behind, slowly shook their heads and agreed with the court's words.

“It has changed a lot.”

"Iknow, right. I didn’t think of it because we were always together, but it’s changed a lot compared to when I first came.”

“… … I feel a little guilty about something.”

The court was stunned and frustrated, and I could not even speak.

'What the hell did you do?'

It must not have been that the man who went out to search for the law became a Samjang Master and went to visit even a chief.

The courtroom, which had opened its mouth without realizing it, flinched and closed its mouth.

This is a volcano, and he was the chief of Shaolin. No matter how surprising it was, he couldn't show his embarrassment.

He asked in a stern, benevolent voice.

“Hmm, yes. Have you attained enlightenment?”

“… … Enlightenment will freeze to death.”

"Yes?"

What did I hear wrong now?

However, Hyeyeon shed tears without considering the reaction of the court.

“Chief! Are you here to pick me up? I trusted the boss.”

“… … What did that mean?”

The court was a bit bewildered, but Hyeyeon looked like a deaf person in the first place. He grabbed the court's hand and brought tears to his eyes.

“Uh, let’s go to Shaolin… … .”

“I, I. Ttttttttt.”

Seeing the scene, Qingming clicked his tongue.

“I know the grace of feeding and putting the young animals to sleep, but look at what a human being is doing, that one.”

“… … .”

Hyeyeon, who had become dumb after eating honey, glanced back.

Ah. It's not wrong.

I fed him and fed him.

They treat people like cows and feed them only grass!

“Do not disturb me.”

Cheongmyung approached and grabbed Hyeyeon's hair in a loud voice.

Hyeyeon looked at the courtroom with sad eyes like a cow being led to the slaughterhouse. But, strangely enough, Cheong-Myeong was dragged along by the trail.

Then, Hyeonjong coughed once and opened his mouth.

“Let’s go inside.”

“… … That, yes.”

The court took a deep breath.

'It's a volcano.'

it's a volcano

“Great.”

“Ummm.”

Even when everyone sat down, no one spoke easily.

There was a subtle awkwardness and stillness.

In fact, Huashan and Shaolin are not close enough to sit together. As a result, those who were seated had nothing to say to each other.

'Please say something, Jangmunin.'

'I'm going to choke to death.'

Hyeonjong averted his gaze as the elders glared at him.

'I'm awkward too, you guys.'

It was only at the non- dance competition that I did not choose what to say or not to say because of the situation. However, it was too burdensome for King Hyeonjong to deal with the long writer of Shaolin.

Shaolin keeps her mouth shut. As a result, there was only one person who was calm in this place.

“Why isn’t everyone talking?”

At the calm and innocent voice, the eyes of the volcano elders all turned to one side.

The moment they saw Cheongmyeong sitting quietly, there was little relief in their eyes.

'I'm glad I have that guy.'

'I'm going to live and live, and I'm sure there'll be something nice about that guy's personality.'

When the elders noticed, Qingming shrugged his shoulders and looked at the courtroom.

“Then why did you come? It’s a long way.”

“I came here because I have many things to share.”

The court nodded lightly and picked up the teacup in front of him. And savoring the incense and sipping.

“The tea tastes good, Jangmunin.”

“I was treated with care before, so I was concerned. It may not be as good as quality tea, but since you came to the volcano, it would be good to taste plum tea.”

“The scent is really impressive.”

The court quietly nodded and looked up at Hyeonjong.

“Everyone has heard of it.”

"Ah… … .”

“The volcano has done an amazing job.”

The court said it was admirable once again.

“Amitabha. If it had never been easy to deal with all the people, I could see how high the momentum of the volcano was. It is praised by the public.”

"thank you."

The court glanced at the elders and continued.

“When I think of the time I met him in Shaolin the other day, I can’t help but realize how much the phase of the volcano has changed during that time. Even without looking at how much effort the Mundo of Hwasan including Jangmunin must have been able to tell.”

The more his words continued, the stronger the volcanic elders' shoulders became.

In fact, I've heard quite a few compliments like this before, but the fact that those words came out of the mouth of the head of Shaolin, who was no one else, had a different meaning.

No matter what anyone says, the leader of Shaolin is the highest authority in the world.

As the corners of their lips curled up in an irresistible way, the court continued with a soft sigh.

“And also sorry. In fact, if something like that happens, the law is that the clans around you will support it, but it happened so suddenly… … .”

“It was really sudden.”

“If Jongnam had not done Bongmun, Hwasan would not have fought alone. Unfortunately, Jongnam’s reunion was something I didn’t expect.”

"Fine."

Hyunjong smiled brightly.

“Can the long-running Shaolin chieftain even care about the affairs of such a distant place? It’s basic to solve your own business.”

“No, Jang Mun-in. This is something I should apologize for.”

The court chanted dissatisfaction over and over with a calm face.

On the other hand, Cheongmyung looked at him and narrowed his eyes.

'What else is that raccoon going to do... … .'

It is true that the volcano did not receive the help of the surrounding clan. But actually, it's not something that can be called Shaolin's fault.

Nevertheless, the chief's reflection continued.

“Even though the times are bad, I never thought that all people in Guizhou would attack Shaanxi at once.”

“How can the chief know in advance and prepare for it? If you keep doing this, it will make me uncomfortable.”

“Amitabha. Long door man, how come you think it's not my fault?"

"Yes?"

The court glanced at Hyeonjong and opened his mouth again.

“I fully understand the heartache of Jang Moon-in. I fully understand the disappointment of those who have not been able to help when that has happened.”

“… … What do you mean by that?”

When Hyeonjong gently hardened his face and asked, the court slowly turned its gaze to Cheongmyeong. Then he spoke with a subtle expression.

“So, it is understandable that Hwasan is now trying to join hands with people other than Gupa, Jang Mun-in.”

Qingming's face wrinkled slightly.

'This is it!'

When I asked why he had to come to this far place, he came to say this.

Shaolin's intelligence would have easily figured out that Huashan was trying to unite with other clans.

But even if that's the case, the manager will be able to move on his own.

'That damn bastard!'

Hyeonjong also coughed in vain, perhaps bewildered by the court's words.

“Hmmm. That work... … .”

“Of course I understand, Jang Mun-in. one… … .”

The court's significantly narrowed eyes stared sharply at Hyeonjong.

“I think it is a matter to think about whether other sects will really understand it.”

Cheongmyung wrinkled his face and jumped to his feet.

“No, but this gentleman?!”

“Cheongmyung!”

“Stay still!”

But when the elders shouted at the same time, he had no choice but to make a grunt and sat down again.

In the yard where all the elders of Shaolin were watching, it was impossible to see the Third Disciple ignoring the elders of Huashan.

However, the court smiled brightly as if it was able to guess his mind.

“Long Moon Man.”

“Yes, chief.”

“Can we talk to each other separately? It’s a pretty important story.”

“Ummm.”

Hyeonjong was thought for a moment.

Hyeonjong has nothing to hide from the elders of Huashan, but the elders of Shaolin who are now sitting on the left and right of the courtroom are certainly burdensome.

“That’s right.”

They each looked at the elders and said,

“Stay out.”

“Leave your seat.”

At those words, those who were filling up the seats got up and went out at once.

"Ah."

Then the court said

“You have some left, Volcano God Dragon.”

Cheongmyung, who stood up to leave, frowned as he looked at the courtroom.

"Me?"

“Yes.”

"why?"

“It’s because I have something to talk to you.”

Cheongmyeong's eyebrows soared into the sky at the court's smirking attitude.

'Did this gentleman look less angry last time?'

Then let's see

what kind of sound are you making

Qingming sat down without saying a word.

His sharp eyes and the dark eyes of the court were tightly intertwined in the air.

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