Return of Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 75

I think the volcano has changed something. (4)

Baekcheon's eyes narrowed.

'Who is this guy?'

It's amazing.

I felt a subtle sense of incongruity from the moment I first entered this guesthouse, but now that I look closely, I can understand why I felt that way.

A child who may have only turned 15 now drinks alcohol after ordering an expensive meal?

Of course it is possible.

The sons of a high-ranking official, or descendants of a wealthy family. And in the case of the children of shopping malls, they enjoy the taste from a young age.

The problem is that this is a chord.

As he knows, Hwaeum has no grand masters, no descendants of a prestigious family, and no children from wealthy merchants. Even if there is, it is not the age of Cheongmyeong.

So who the hell is that kid, so it's just that he's drinking alcohol alone in harmony?

"Cool."

The child coughed low and waved his hand.

"I'm just a passerby. Don't worry about it, just eat what you eat."

"It's a passerby."

Baekcheon's eyes softened.

"Yeah, maybe that's the case. Small system. Then, it's a relationship that we met here, so why don't you use a common name? They say I'm Baekcheon, the second disciple of the Great Volcano."

Cheongmyung sharply sharpened his teeth behind the hands that covered his face.

'No, this bastard? Why are you so persistent?'

You can't lose it outright.

There is no burden on the celadon back, whether it is peeled or dried to make a kite, but it is not a white porcelain boat.

If the fact that Qingmyeong wields a mouse like a mouse spreads through the volcano, the Jangmunin will wrap themselves up and lie down, and it is clear that the unsword, which has become more nagging these days, will run wildly on the road to cut down Qingming.

Then everything that Qingming has built up will be destroyed.

'That's not okay.'

I can't afford to suffer like that by getting tangled up with a young guy. Qingming coughed twice.

"I don't really have a name to come up with..."

"It doesn't seem like a gentleman's duty to cover his face when having a conversation?"

What kind of gentleman is the mastermind Taryeong? Then leave the office, you bastard!

It was a terrifying Cheongmyeong, but for now, the first thing to do is to avoid yourself.

Qingming quietly got up from his seat.

"Then I'm alone."

"Stand there."

"See you next time and let's talk."

Cheong-myeong, who was about to turn around a little, smirked and grabbed the wine bottle on the table. And with his mouth covered, he bowed his head.

"good bye."

"Small. Do I want to talk to you a little more?"

"I don't have a hobby of playing games with men. Then."

As Cheong-myeong ran to the back entrance, Baek-cheon hardened his face and quickly stretched out his hand.

'Where!'

The moment his hand was about to grab the hem of Cheong Myung's robe.

swoosh.

Cheongmyung naturally takes a step aside, and Baekcheon's hand cuts through the air.

"What?"

"work hard!"

Cheongmyung jumped out of the room and left.

Baekcheon looked at the place where Cheongmyeong had left with blank eyes.

'Did you avoid it?'

He obviously operated the golden tree at the last moment. Even if it wasn't the ultimate craftsmanship, it was an overkill for catching a child.

But did you avoid it?

"The death penalty. Why didn't you take it?"

"……Yes?"

"Didn't you let go at the end?"

A look of embarrassment appeared on Baek Chen's face.

What should I answer?

"...Persecution of young children is not something the Doin should do."

"It's like death penalty. Haha."

Baekcheon put on an awkward smile.

'It must have been a mistake.'

It must have been that he was tired from the long journey, or that he was relieved by the fact that he had reached the volcano.

There's no way he wouldn't be able to catch that little kid if he played his golden tricks properly.

"I thought there were more people in the chord, but there were also more faces that I couldn't see."

"Since the harmony is not small, we cannot know everyone. If there is a relationship, we will meet again."

"Yes, the death penalty."

Baekcheon smiled and went back to his seat.

But his smile was not as bright as before.

* * *

"Hey! Rotten!"

Qingming kicked the stone beak.

"Why do you have to crawl in there and make a fuss? There are many other guests and there are too many bases. Anyway, if you're unlucky, even if you fall backwards, your nose will break!"

Oh, it hurts.

When I think of the snacks I haven't finished eating, my stomach is upset. how much money is that

"I'm glad I brought some alcohol."

As he climbed the volcano, Cheong-myeong drank alcohol continuously.

"Hey, it sticks in your mouth."

It would have been better if there were only snacks.

Cheong-myeong was nauseous and threw the empty wine bottle into the corner.

"Ugh. Climbing the mountain is terribly difficult."

Even if I climb this mountain, I don't get used to it.

'By the way, it's a white porcelain pear.'

The unplanned ones suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Of course, their appearance doesn't really bother me, but... … .

'It might be a little annoying.'

The reason Qingmyeong has made life easier on the volcano is because he has been receiving preferential treatment implicitly for his tremendous achievements. But that's not all.

The biggest reason that Cheong-Ming thinks is that the age difference between Unja and Celadon is extreme.

Compared to the Unja boats, who are all over fifty, the celadon boats are now only children under the age of twenty. Unja's boats are chasing one by one and threatening them is embarrassing.

Basically, this is what the top riders do.

The scariest person to a new recruit who has just joined the military is neither the general nor the emperor. It's the hand rider. Isn't it common sense that the old man with a dirty temper in front of you is more terrifying than the best general in the world?

However, there was a senior who thought there was none.

"Okay. White porcelain pear."

First of all, the relationship was a bit strange.

"Ah. I shouldn't be laughing there."

But I couldn't stop laughing.

Because Baekcheon's words were so absurd.

"Catch the servant?"

on that subject?

Cheongmyung clicked his tongue over and over again.

If only the mouths of those who seemed not even the third generation disciple of the former Jong-nam were alive.

"Aigoo death penalty. Now, even those kinds of things are withered as disciples of the volcano. Yes? These days things! Uh huh!"

When I saw the third disciple, I was less shocked.

How much would they have learned if they had to learn martial arts? Even if he had learned the proper martial arts anyway, it would not have been much different at that level.

However, this disciple is different.

The third disciple must lay the foundation, the second disciple must grow through training, and the first disciple must reach maturity. And when you become an elder, it is the norm to complete your own path of muhak.

okay… … . that's the essence

"Aigoo Duya."

Qingming took a deep breath.

When I see these great disciples, my stomach turns inside out. They are also members of the volcano, so they should be embraced by Qingming... … .

"This is not the time for me to waste my time like this."

Seeing the disciples of this great age, my urgency grows even more urgent.

"Ugh. At what age do you make those things a good thing for people?"

It was still a very, very long way.

* * *

"Execution of Jo-Gul! All three great disciples gather at the dance hall."

"Why?"

"The masters are back."

"Um, I got it. Did you tell the ambassador?"

"Yes! He's coming soon."

"okay."

Jo-Geul took her clothes and put them on.

After all, it is time for the sun to go down.

'Is this guy coming back?'

Jogul opened the door and went out and opened the door of Cheongmyeong.

"Kuha... drool, ku!"

“……”

When I looked at Cheongmyeong lying on the bed, it was a jogger who could not speak. Lying down is like wearing a big cup... … .

"No, did you really eat it?"

Where do you think the alcohol smell comes from?

Embarrassed, Jo Geul ran to Cheong Myung and grabbed her shoulder and shook her.

"Cheongmyeong! Priest! Priest Qingming! You madman..."

"Yes?"

“…ah, no. Forget the last one.”

It wakes up quite nicely.

"Everyone gathers that the teachers have returned. Wash yourself quickly. It's not a joke right now."

"Ahhhh."

Qingming stretched out.

"It looks like you've fallen asleep from taking a break."

that's not john

Chungmyeong-ah, there is no creature that sleeps like that in the world. I have to say that I lie down and sleep.

"You wash up..."

"Tkcha!"

The smell of alcohol wafted out when Cheongmyeong gave a little cheer. Jo-Geul, with her eyes wide open, was just about to say something... … .

'Huh?'

The stinky smell of alcohol disappeared in an instant. I sniffed and smelled it, but it's still the same.

"Huh? Where did you smell the alcohol?"

"It's alcohol. What's wrong with the holy cleanliness, death penalty. Then get punished."

"...isn't it? Obviously..."

"Let's go. You should be spanked if you left late."

It was Jo-Geul who became very unfair, but for the first time, Cheong-Myeong was right, so I hurriedly followed her without saying a word.

“Then why are we leaving when the great disciple is returning?”

"Still, I have to welcome you back. They are returning after a difficult closure."

Tough closure to die of freezing.

Closing is not like that.

I have to put it in the chamhoe-dong, where there is no light, and for two or three months, eat moss and swing my sword

. 'Oh, I did some training.'

doing it

'Somewhere young men and women come in pairs, wielding a knife or something, and arrogantly put water lilies in their mouths.'

I didn't at the time! when I am!

It was unimaginable in a volcano 100 years ago.

"This time, he really sharpened his sword. So the long-distance man also had a big heart and applied for the training. He said that he would press Jongnam's nose once in a while."

"okay?"

"Yeah. Baekcheon's teacher strongly requested it."

Cheongmyung snorted.

"Yes, yes."

"You also have to be careful with your attitude. Baek Cheon's teacher is strict, so if he behaves like usual, he'll definitely get upset!"

"Yes, yes."

"Because it's real."

"Yes, yes."

Abandoning Jo-Geol, who was making a face of tantrums, Cheong-Myeong walked towards the prose. By the time Qingming arrived, there were already quite a few people gathered.

The elders, the elders, and the Unja ships all came out of the hall. Everyone stood at the prose gate, waiting for the white porcelain ships to return soon.

"Come here."

"Open the gates."

The newly built gate opens to the left and right. Soon, two great disciples of Hwasan in black robes walked in proudly.

"Five!"

"The mood has changed."

"It's really great."

Unja boats admired, and celadon boats applauded. And the wise ships welcomed the returning disciples with happy faces.

There was only one dull person.

'When will it end?'

I have to go eat lunch.

Baek Cheon, who was leading the two great disciples in the front, responded to the welcome with a smile.

'Wow, here's a picture.'