Return of Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 57

Is Sodo really a Tosa? (1)

"I got it. You bastard!"

Cheongmyung smiled and got up. The thorax grabbed his wrist and tried to pull his hand away with a puzzled face, but Qingming couldn't let go of it.

"this guy!"

The thorax quickly raises the opposite hand and tries to strike Qingming. But at that moment, the door opened wide and the room around it was brightly lit.

It was Hwangjong.

jerk. jerk.

He walked in with his hardened face and opened his mouth with a heavy voice.

"What the hell are you doing there? Commander?"

“……”

Beon Ja-bok (樊子服), the superintendent of the upper galaxy, who was held by Qing-myeong, turned around in bewilderment.

"Cow, Lord Sodan!"

"I'm asking what you're doing right now."

Burn's confession contorted his face.

"I just wanted to check the condition of the small dojo..."

The answer to that question came from Qingming, not Hwangjong.

"Oh, you want to check and kill me?"

Qingming waved the commander-in-chief's hand he was holding.

"Something is wrong..."

"A misunderstanding? I like misunderstandings too.

Qingming jumped up to his feet.

Bongjabok looked at Cheongmyeong with great eyes.

“Boo, it must have been a serious injury…”

"I think it was a misunderstanding. It's fine like this."

"...I was unconscious."

"Ah. I haven't slept well lately. It's been a while since I slept well."

Bongjabok sharpened his teeth.

"You deceived me."

"A. You shouldn't say things like that. You have to insist that it's a misunderstanding now as much as possible. If you say things like that, it will be revealed that you've made up something."

"this!"

He struck Cheongmyeong with a left-handed player who did not have a traditional suit. However, Qingming neatly avoided his hand, let go of Beonjabok's hand and jumped off the bed.

Then he walked towards Hwangjong without looking back.

"Look. You said you'd come, didn't you?"

"...Ummm."

Hwangjong nodded her head with her heavy eyes.

"I was skeptical of what you said, but I have nothing to say because of the result. The commander who I believed would not be the most likely was a bad boy."

Hwangjong's eyes, staring at the cloak, were supremely cold.

Seeing those eyes, Beonjabok realized that any excuses were meaningless. He stares at Cheongmyeong with a hardened face.

"How did you doubt me?"

"I had no doubts."

"……What?"

Qingming shrugs his shoulders.

"I never guessed who the pneumothorax was. I know how long it's been since I've been here. I just pretended to know how to treat Hwang Dae-in and thought he'd come to kill me if I lie down wounded."

"...if I hadn't come?"

“I have no choice but to come.”

Cheongmyung laughs bitterly.

"It's difficult to kill the first one, but after the two, it's not too difficult. And if you kill me now, you can put all the sins on the second son, how can you miss that opportunity?"

"You've already kissed the last man, didn't you?"

Cheong-myeong looked at the bunja-bok with a fat face.

"Isn't it?"

The contorted face of Beonjabok suddenly went blank.

"...isn't it?"

"Yeah. They were just arguing. I was still thinking about how to solve this, but they just created the situation. Thank you."

Confucius clenched his teeth and bit his lip.

"Inner wounds! I don't know anything else, but the legislator said that he was seriously paralyzed!"

"If it was difficult to deceive an ordinary member of the legislature, I wouldn't have even started. You keep asking only obvious things."

Qingming shrugged his shoulders.

"You seem to have a lot of questions, but it's not important to answer your questions. What's important is that you fell into a trap, and I found the beast who killed Daein Hwang."

"Ha ha ha ha ha."

Then, in an instant, Beonjabok turns his head and looks at Hwangjong.

"Sodanju. You don't believe that little guy, do you?"

"...Is there any way I wouldn't believe it?"

"You don't look like the young Sodanju. Isn't there something important in that child's logic?"

"much?"

Bongjabok nodded his head.

"Yes. The fact that I tried to harm that child is no evidence of the murder of Gaju. Why would I do such a thing? How much did the Lord give me. So, Sodanju, didn't doubt me?"

"Ummm."

Hwangjong let out her saliva.

It was an obvious excuse, but it certainly wasn't wrong.

"Then why did you want to kill Sodojang? Why did you hide the fact that you learned martial arts?"

"Isn't that kid deceiving Sodanju! Even the masters of the world have failed to heal Danjoo. But how does that young man heal Danju?"

"Then you should have persuaded me!"

“If I persuaded you, would you listen? My soul went out? A deceived person never listens to others! Killing that child was the only way to bring Sodanju to his senses! That means we can keep going!"

In an instant, a roar was heard.

Hwangjong gently turned her head away.

The servants who had gathered after hearing the commotion were talking to each other while whispering. It seemed that they were sharing the words of General Bunjabok that he was not so wrong. He couldn't hear the words, but his gaze and expression were the same.

To that extent, Bongjabok’s words were persuasive.

"Did you finish talking?"

However, at that time, Cheongmyeong cut the atmosphere and took a step forward.

“……”

Bongjabok stares at Cheongmyeong.

"It is true that I tried to kill you, but I have never assassinated Danju. You too..."

"iced coffee."

Cheongmyung lightly waved his hand and stopped talking about the beonjabok.

"Okay, okay. I don't want to know the reason, and I don't want to hear so many excuses.

"What……?"

"I'll just have to lose!"

Before anyone could dry it, Cheongmyung flew towards the bonjabok at a quick speed.

Then, aiming at his head, he stretches out his spear.

With the sound of silk slicing, Cheongmyung's hand emitted a strong light. The beonjabok, who had guessed the power of the flying hand, stretched out to face the rain and blocked the hand of Cheongmyeong.

The two hands cross each other, and Qingming leans back.

"Come on, pay attention!"

And flash the excellence upwards.

"I, that one!"

Everyone who saw his outstretched hand doubted my eyes.

The black handprints near the wrist of Cheong Myung are very clear. The handprint turned white and wanted to disappear, but then the entire wrist of Cheong Myung was dyed red.

While everyone held their breath and looked at the scene, Qingming slowly opened her mouth.

"It's called danmasu (丹魔手)."

Qingming gently waved his hand. It's like looking straight ahead.

"Anyone who is hit by a short-distance beast who has reached the highest level cannot withstand even a single meal and die with their whole body dyed dark red. Of course, this yangban isn't that great, but even at this level, it's not too much of a problem to kill people. If you're an average old man who hasn't mastered it, it's easier than a piece of cake."

“……”

As soon as the bunjabok, which had been struggling with something, gave strength to his neck, Chungmyeong struck the player without giving him a break.

"If there is anyone besides you who can continue to infuse the power of a short magic beast without being suspicious of anyone by his side, I will trust him to say that he is not the culprit."

That was the decisive blow.

There is little anger in the eyes of those who are watching. Don't you think it's unbiased? No one here will trust the words of his confession more than his own eyes.

The changes revealed in Chung Myung's right hand are very similar to those of Daein Hwang, who is now lying in a hospital bed.

"Me, me! A dog-like bastard who doesn't even know grace!"

“You mean you dared to assassinate Dan-ju, and then shamelessly act as a commander-in-chief next to him!”

"He won't be cool even if he beats me to death!"

As everyone's mood had changed, Hwangjong was no longer shaken.

"Choong and Aaan!"

His angry voice resounded through the top of the galaxy.

"Subdue the general right now! If you resist, you can kill me!"

At Hwangjong's command, the servants rush into the room. Then, the robe that bit his lips tightly fired tension at those who came in.

"Aww!"

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Those who entered the room are swept away by the tension of the banjabok.

"Damn it, I'm almost done!"

Bongjabok stares at Cheongmyeong with eyes full of Wondok.

"If it wasn't for this little bastard!"

“I feel bad for the kid who hears that.”

Qingming stuck out his mouth.

I'm not even a kid in the first place, but I feel twice as bad because I'm being called a kid.

"Vengeance will be over in just a little while! If I had known this would be the case, I'd rather have killed him right away!

"iced coffee."

Qingming waved his hand.

"Well, of course, there will be difficult circumstances, but we'll talk about that later at the office. For now, we'll finish it quickly. I'm a bit sleepy when I wake up.

"Knock it down?"

Bongjabok exploded in madness.

"Hahahahaha! This little guy is arrogant. I don't know how he knew this, but you dare say that you knock me down even if you say that the martial arts I've learned are a short magic beast? You're me?"

"Nope."

"……Huh?"

"Ah. How do I do that? There are other people who do that. There."

Cheongmyung pointed somewhere behind him.

Then everyone's attention is focused on one place.

"……me?"

Lee Seong-baek, who was staring blankly at the situation from the back, bewilderedly points his finger at my face.

"me?"

"Ugh. The youngest hero has come to subdue Madu. Please take care of yourself without any injuries."

"Oh, no me?"

"Then who's here?"

When Cheong-myeong opened her eyes and asked, Lee Song-baek understood the situation. Come to think of it, since Ki-mok-seung took his disciples back, the highest number here is, of course, the transfer bag.

"My, why am I..."

At the moment Lee Dong-baek, who had a feeling of injustice, humbly asked, Cheong-myeong gently chin and pointed to his side. Lee Dong-baek turned to follow him and only then found Hwang-jong staring at him.

'Oh, yes!'

This is your chance to rectify the accident he hit! Looking back now, I doubt it was an accident, but anyway!

"The evil enemy will be dealt with by Jongnam's sword!"

As Lee Song-baek drew his sword and rushed forward, Cheong-myeong quickly cleared the road to the side and applauded.

"Awesome. The look of a hero!"

I wanted to curse him to shut up, but Lee Dong-baek, who had just entered the battle, couldn't afford that.

Leaving behind the battle of the two men that started tangled up, Qingming slowly approached Hwangjong's face.

"One has been resolved."

"...isn't it over yet?"

"I'll catch you soon. Still, he's a famous disciple, but there's no way he'll be defeated by someone who hasn't mastered martial arts properly."

"You can't learn it properly? If you were at this level before..."

At that moment, Cheong-myeong reaches out to Hwang-jong, invisible to others.