Return of Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 77

A person who rolls does not gather moss! (1)

"Four, death penalty."

“……”

"What is this? No matter how much we praise our hard work..."

Even with the voice calling out to him, Baekcheon couldn't say anything. I was surprised because he was the same.

In front of them, the sacrament of Jinsu is placed.

In terms of the worldly concept, it may be a little lacking to say that it is a true feast, but in terms of a volcano, it was almost the same as the food eaten by the emperor.

once that

that! that!

"...Isn't that meat?"

"Huh."

Baekcheon rubbed his eyes.

What was in front of him now was obviously food made as evidence of his sin of killing a living animal and taking its flesh.

How could such atrocities happen in the clean Doryang?

"Where does the money come from?"

I know yeah!

If it wasn't stolen from anywhere, where did the money come from the volcano?

"Come on, wait a minute. Death penalty. Looking back, the inside of the restaurant has also changed a bit. It's been a while since I've been here, so I thought it was awkward, so what doesn't it look shiny and clean?"

"……Come to think of it."

A hundred thousand looked around. The whole building is not newly built, but it certainly looks like it has been renovated. All the holes that had been drilled in various places and the places that seemed to be worn out were fixed.

"Isn't there going to be new halls, the restaurant won't be fixed, and the meat will be on the table now!"

“……”

"I don't know what the hell happened to the volcano while we were away. Unless a new god descended from somewhere."

Baek Cheon smirked.

it's jaeshin A volcano is a land abandoned by the god of wealth.

If there is only one clan in the world that can fight openly over the world's best beggar clan, it's a volcano.

No, the openness will not be poorer than the volcano. Because openness is just a group of beggars, and openness itself is not poor.

Wealth in such a volcano.

Are there any other words that don't fit like this?

Baekcheon lifted his head slightly and looked at the Unsword.

"Sasuk. What about these foods?"

"These are the foods that Jaegyeonggakju prepared to honor you. Eat a lot."

No, why are you talking so casually?

Where do you go to Sasuk, who said that because he ate only grass for 30 years, he felt like he became one with the rabbit instead of the sword?

In the midst of this, what was even more strange was the reaction of the three great disciples.

The three great disciples, who were present to celebrate the second, did not show any signs of surprise even though the meat was placed in front of them.

They just stare intently at the table.

Baekcheon listened slightly and overheard the conversation of the three great disciples.

"I'm tired of meat now, is there anything different? Fish or something."

"The madman is tired of looking for fish in the mountains. Do you want to be beaten with the head of a fish?"

What the hell are you talking about, you idiots?

what? Tired of meat?

Unable to understand the situation at all, Baek Cheon, who became frustrated, opened his mouth.

"no……."

"Heh heh heh heh!"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

“……”

No, I had my mouth open.

Baekcheon turned his head slightly to the side and shut his mouth at the gaze of the executioners.

'Let's eat some.'

'You have a lot of money, so you're going to eat meat. We only ate byeokgokdan for a year now.'

Baek Cheon, who was suppressed by the eyes and momentum of the executioners, coughed in vain and opened his mouth.

"If the elders or the elders don't come, would it be okay if I had dinner first?"

"Um? Oh, I didn't notice. Come on."

"Yes, then."

Ungum took the chopsticks and put a piece of meat in his mouth. As a signal, the executioners began to play their chopsticks like crazy.

Papa Papa Papa!

Food bounces into the air.

But there was nothing to worry about. The chopsticks flew in and snatched the meat before the meat jumped into the air and landed on the floor.

Baekcheon looked at his father, Gyu-hwan, and closed his eyes tightly.

It may seem exaggerated, but it's actually normal. Huashan was the poorest clan in the world, and his disciples are the poorest people in the world.

In the meantime, the only food they have eaten here is a little grain flour, pine needles, and a few nuts. In a good way, it was good food, and in a bad way, it was the cheapest diet in the world.

Besides, thanks to this training, didn't you only live on Byeokgokdan for a year?

People who can afford it, like Baekcheon, can buy food with the money they spend at home, but those who can't have not even smelled the meat for several years.

Of course my eyes roll.

In the meantime, Baek Cheon sees the three great disciples enjoying their food leisurely.

Looking at them casually, I realize that these foods are now nothing special in the volcano.

"Sook."

The Unsword, who was eating and drinking, turned his head and looked at Baekcheon.

"Why? The food doesn't suit your palate?"

“It’s not like that… The disciple doesn’t understand the current situation at all. What the hell happened to the volcano while we were away?”

"That's right. I didn't think of your position."

Fortune-sword laughed bitterly.

"It's too long a story to tell right now. You'll find out later. You just need to know that a belly button rolled into the volcano."

"A belly?"

That was the moment.

bang!

The door opens wide. The two great disciples, who were eating, flinched and tried to get up from their seats. If you can boldly open the door like this and come in, you must be an elder... … .

'Huh?'

'Are there any elders that young?'

'Is that possible!'

Surprisingly, the person who opened the door was a blue-eyed child. Cheongmyeong, who had followed Jangmunin, trembled and entered the room.

"I have a seat here."

As Jo-Geul raised her hand slightly, Cheong-Myeong leaned her head towards the Unsword and stomped her head towards her seat. And the people sitting nearby gently pulled the seat, making it easier for Qingming to pass by.

Baekcheon narrowed his eyes at the sight.

'Does the children take care of that child?'

Of course you can. If all are polite and good children.

However, the three great disciples that Baek Cheon knew were sincere and quick-witted, but they did not fit well with the word goodness.

It means only one thing for such people to naturally engage in such behavior.

'Is that little guy grabbing the Three Great Disciples?'

It's unbelievable.

But there was too much evidence to make us believe it. The fact that the seats left by the children were supposed to be the center seats, and that Jong-Jong Yoon and Geol Jo were sitting on the left and right of the seat.

Jong-Yun Yoon is the big brother among the three great disciples, and Geol Jo is the strongest among the three.

'Are you saying that cause and power are on the left and right?'

But by what means did that little child grab them? Furthermore… … .

'Why doesn't Sasuk Unsword say anything?'

It was quite rude to kick in the door a little while ago. You can excuse yourself by thinking that there is no Lee Dae-disciple or Unsword inside, but if you do, it is polite to apologize properly.

If you are a Unsword Sister who values politeness, you should definitely say something. But he was casually pointing his chopsticks as if he didn't care at all.

'The more I look, the more I can't tell.'

Baek Chen shakes his head. In his eyes, he saw the image of Cheong-myeong having a conversation with the children around him.

"Why are you so angry again?"

"I want to go to the top of the galaxy."

"...there again."

"So. I'm not some seogu!"

Yoonjong grinned at Cheongmyeong's complaint.

"At first I liked it."

"Once or twice, huh."

Cheongmyung scratched his head.

"Still, I'm glad I only had to deliver it to the branch in Hwaeum, and if I had told him to go all the way to Xian, I would have really been lying down."

Seeing Jong-Jong comforting Cheong-Myeong and Jo-Geul giggling and poking, Baek Cheon was convinced.

'He ate all the three great disciples.'

I don't know what method he used, but it was certain that Qingming had become the dominant force ruling the three great disciples.

'In many ways.'

Baekcheon gave a subtle smile.

Yoon Jong, the great disciple of the third disciple, had a tendency to treat superiors with respect. I thought I would bow my head even if Baekcheon didn't press on me.

But no matter how you look at it, that guy called Cheong-myeong doesn't seem like that.

'I need to catch me once.'

To answer a number of questions as well.

"Metabolic."

"Well?"

"Aren't you?"

"Ah, I have to eat."

Baek Cheon picked up the chopsticks. But soon after, he put down his chopsticks and looked around.

"Where is Sister Yu?"

"...well? It was there a while ago."

The two great disciples looked around at the word "Same Yu".

"I stayed until I came to the restaurant."

"It looks like it's gone somewhere else."

Everyone answered indifferently as to whether this had happened quite often. But Baek Cheon frowned as if he was completely dissatisfied with that.

"Shouldn't we look for it? It's a place where the death penalty solves their grievances after a short while. It's a pleasure to have someone fall for it."

"Isn't there anyone who can find Yoo Sister? If you don't want to come, you won't find anyone."

"I'm just going to waste it for nothing. Death penalty."

Baekcheon narrowed his brow slightly.

"Ummm."

Those who looked at his uncomfortable expression finally got up from their seats, sighing softly.

Yui Seol has a bizarre side, so it's not easy to find unless you reveal yourself. But as long as Baekcheon has hardened his expression, he has to pretend to find him.

'Because the death penalty favors Yu-sama too much.'

A person who is fair in other matters often seems to lose his composure in matters involving Yu Yi-seol.

'I have to.'

It's not something I can't understand. Thanks, it's just a little annoying.

It was a moment when some of the great disciples were just about to get up. The closed door opens slowly.

Everyone's eyes turned to it.

Through the sunlight pouring through the open door, a woman walks in. Small steps, not even the sound of footsteps.

"Sister."

Baekcheon raised his voice.

Yoo Yi-seol came inside and looked around. As if trying to find someone.

Baekcheon smiled and raised his hand.

"Sister, this..."

Yui Seol begins to take steps again. But the direction was not the one with the hundred thousand.

jambak. jambak.

Yui-seol, who walked to one side with a frequent gait, soon reached the destination and stopped walking. Then he stared intently at the person sitting in front of him.

Baekcheon's eyes twitched slightly.

Yoo Yi-seol asked the man who was staring at him.

"Can I sit down?"

The two great disciples flutter. In particular, the men were so surprised that their eyes popped out as if they were about to fall out.

'Did Sister Yu talk to the man?'

'no. When was the last time you heard sister-in-law talk?'

But the surprise was not over.

The man to whom Yui-seol was talking, that is, Cheong-myeong, had all kinds of annoyance on his face and waved his hands as if chasing a fly.

"No."

“…then let’s talk for a moment.”

Qingming said firmly.

"No. I don't want to talk to you. Go back."