Chapter - 251 Episode 251. I dug my own grave. (1)



"No?"



"……."



"Didn't you just say you could cut a season off with your mouth? But what do you mean no?"



It's cold.



A dagger flies into the chest and sticks in it.



But don't worry. The tongue is faster than the eyes.



"That's right."



"What does that mean? Are you saying you can cut it or not?"



"Well, you can cut it."



"Hm?"



Hyun Sang tilted his head and frowned.



"Tell me clearly. Why……."



At that moment, Hyun Young screamed.



"왜 우리 애 기를 죽이고 그럽니까!"



"……내, 내가 언제?"



"애 경기 일으키니까 입 다물고 계십시오!"



"……."



Hyun Young kicked his tongue a couple of times and turned his head to Chung-Myung. It was Chung-Myung who got goosebumps to see his face blooming brightly in an instant.



"Yes, Chung-Myung. There must be a reason."



"He, isn't he?"



"Well, let's start with the reason."



ah ah



There seems to be a halo behind Elder Hyun Young. This is the true master of...….



Yes?



The halo is Buddhism?



……Anyway.



"Hmm."



Chung-Myung cleared his throat.



"Oh, of course I can cut one season. Of course I can. So I made the pot."



"Yeah, yeah."



"But I had a hard time making the pot, so I was very discouraged."



"Hm?"



Hyun Young opened his eyes wide.



"Are you saying you've had internal injuries?"



"Uh, that's... I've spent so much of my life making a small group...…."



"There you go, there you go! That's a lot of work!"



"Yes! That's right!"



Chung-Myung sighed.



But at that moment, Hyun Young tilted his head once again as if he was strange.



"But why didn't you eat jasodan if you were in a bad mood?""



……That's sharp.



"Oh, I haven't eaten yet."



"Then eat jasodan and get well soon. What's the problem?"



"Uh……, that's."



Chung-Myung rolled his eyes.



Let's just say anything and get out of this situation!



"I think I'll be able to take it a step further if I take it this time, so I'm going to take it more carefully."



"Oh!"



"You're moving on again! Oh, my God!"



Don't admire me!



There's no such thing!



Chung-Myung's forehead is sprouting sweat.



No, this is how things work out!



Oh, my God.



I dug my own grave.



Hyun Jong, who was listening to all this conversation, cleared up the situation.



"So you have to take self-help and recover from internal injury to cut the middle of the season."



"Yes, exactly, Jang Moon-in."



"Then how many days will it take to get fit?"



"Uh…… I think I'll need it for a couple of weeks."



"Really?"



Chung-Myung grabbed Danjeon.



"I didn't tell you...…this is a very serious internal injury……."



When Chung-Myung made an impression as if he was sick, Hyun Young immediately flipped his eyeballs and bit the crab bubble.



"Hey, you should have told me right away if you had internal injuries. I didn't know that and I was just liking it! Where are you? Does it hurt a lot?"



Huh?



It shouldn't be that serious.



But even Hyun Young wasn't the only one.



Hyun Jong and Hyun Sang were also looking at him with a serious face.



"Chung-Myung아."



"Yes, a long writer."



"Nothing is meaningless without taking care of your body."



"……."



"Forget what I said and go back and settle down. You may take as much time as you like. If you raise your energy while you are injured, you may be in big trouble. Don't let the other elders put pressure on Chung-Myung by saying useless things in the future!""Yes, Jang Moon-in!"



Uh...



Chung-Myung smiled awkwardly as he looked at the serious atmosphere.



You're really screwed.'



What should I do?



"I think he's coming."



Jo-Gol smirked as he saw Chung-Myung running to the white market.



"What else is going on?"



"I'll ask."



Half blocking the entrance, Jo-Gol raised his hand slightly toward Chung-Myung, who was running in a straight line.



"Chung-Myung아. The man of letters...."



"Get out of the way!"



Whoosh!



"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa



Chung-Myung threw Jo-Gol, who was blocking the entrance, far away and jumped into the white market.



"……."



Yoon-jong's eyes trembled a little while watching the scene.



What's going on?



I haven't seen him in such a hurry in a long time.



It's Yoon-Jong, who doesn't care about Jo-Gol that flew far, but only feels anxious about Chung-Myung, who is in such a hurry.



In time.



Boom! Boom! Boom!



Along with the harsh footsteps, Chung-Myung showed his face again at the entrance of the Baekmaegwan.



Yoon-Jong looked at Chung-Myung with a shuddering eye.



"……Chung-Myung아."



"Huh?"



"What sin did you commit? Don't do this and think again. I'll pray with you."



Of course, he looked like he was running at night with a large package on his shoulders. Of course it's not night time now.



"The death penalty."



"Yeah, go ahead and tell me."



"I'll be down for a few days."



"…where?"



"I'll take care of myself in harmony for a while, so don't look for me! Don't even come to me!"



Chung-Myung, think about it.



He doesn't have to look for you unless he's crazy.



"Did you tell the long storyteller?"



"Yes!"



"Okay, then have a safe trip."



You don't have to come.



Think about it, Chung-Myung. It could be happier out there.



"Then I'm off!"



"……uh, yeah."



Chung-Myung ran out to prose without a hitch. Looking at the back of it, Yoon-jong looked sad.



'That's a good thing.'



Just the fact that Chung-Myung is away for a few days will bring spring to Hwasan.



One.



It means that spring is coming to Hwasan, which means winter is coming somewhere.



Yoon-Jong closed his eyes slightly and expressed his condolences to those who would be facing the winter.



* * *



the upper chord of the galaxy



Bang!



"Wen……."



What the hell is he?



I wanted to shout proudly, but unfortunately, Hwang Jong's wish didn't come true.



Why are you coming out of here?'



The reason was very simple. It was because the person who kicked in as if to break the door was a familiar figure.



The person he used to call a small stamp.



But now I'm Chung-Myung, who can't call me that anymore.



"Hwasan the Dragon, aren't you?"



"Don't call me weird, just call me Chung-Myung."



"…...where could you possibly do that?"



Wang Jong looked at Chung-Myung with new eyes.



It has only been two years since he met Chung-Myung, but in those two years, Chung-Myung's status has risen tremendously.



The world's best review index.



The Divine Dragon of Hwasan.



The genius of the sword born by Hwasan.



People were referring to Chung-Myung with numerous other modifiers. Perhaps it is the parties and the Wasans who do not realize Chung-Myung's changed status the most.



Hwasan's influential chord here is now more famous than Hwasan's lengthy writer Hyun Jong, so what else would you say?



If there is a problem, the person himself has not changed a bit compared to his reputation.



Consistency is usually used in a good way, but when the two characters meet, it creates a sad uplift."But what the hell is going on...…?"



"I'd like a room, please."



"…room?"



"Yes."



Chung-Myung nodded.



"I have work to do, but it's kind of weird to do in Hwasan. Give me a room and don't let anyone approach me."



"……It's not difficult."



First of all, there was Wang Munnyak's order that Chung-Myung should not throw up and proceed. And without him, Hwang Jong's answer would not have changed.



How many places in the world would there be to refuse when the Hwasan Divine asked for a room?



Even that Shaolin will give me a room first and think about countermeasures.



But if you have to find a problem...….



"I'd like something greasy and nutritious for three meals a day. The best drink ever! Oh, you can add another bottle of alcohol at night. No, two bottles!



"……."



I'm sure he's a master.



"Is that all you need?"



"I'll take care of everything else, so just take care of your meal."



"Well, I'll see. I'll do as you please."



"Ah…… and!"



"Hm?"



Chung-Myung grinned.



"I didn't bring any money because I was in a hurry, so please give me some money."



"……."



That bastard is a master.



He's a master.



Chung-Myung, who occupied the room under the guidance of Hwang Jong, repeatedly urged no one to approach and locked the door.



Then, I unpacked my luggage and took out the empty booklet and jipilmuk that I had prepared in advance.



"Yes, you should die rather than suffer!"



It's a terrible situation, but it's a good opportunity to think backwards. No one would doubt it if it could create a situation in which a twenty-fourth plum examination method was found in a long writer's note.



Who would imagine that there would be a madman who would come through a comment made of iron in his later years and leave his wages behind?



It's a problem to be here.'



Chung-Myung groaned and looked at the books.



'It's not like you're just throwing the emergency around.'



No matter how secretly Chung-Myung is recognized as the highest figure in Hwasan, his status itself is the youngest.



If Chung-Myung teaches how to use a twenty-fourth plum-pum-pum-pum-pum-pum-pum-pum-pum.



Therefore, it is better to make the unexpected or Hyun Sang understand it for some reason. Then, through their teaching, everyone will be able to learn how to do it.



The problem is...



'Ha, I'm going crazy. Can they really understand this by just looking at the emergency?'



Why would the twenty-fourth plum inspection be called Hwasan's purification and the representative martial arts of Hwasan?



The shaman, which is a similar inspection, has a number of advanced prosecution methods, including the Taecheong Geomjeop, Yangyang Geomjeop, and so on.



But Hwasan only endured with one 24-year-old autopsy.



In a good way, they are gracious, and in a bad way, they are not flexible enough to sell only one well.



Why is that?



This is because the twenty-fourth purchase inspection method is so difficult.



Even if you start learning under the terms and conditions, it is only in the middle of your life that you know what completion is. It is not that there is no higher level, but most people cannot dare to move on to the next level even after learning the twenty-fourth-purchase method for the rest of their lives.



And Chung-Myung was obliged to properly pass on this twenty-fourth parallel.



"Not on an emergency basis."



To teach a blind man to learn how to do a twenty-four-year-old painting is to give a hermit to the blind and to bring three pieces of sugar along the way back from filming Haenam-do Island.So what he had to make now was not an emergency, but an illustration of twenty-fourths-peddling.



One herb restaurant.



Twenty-four books in total!



We have to make this as soon as possible.



"Oh, yeah.



Chung-Myung scratched his head.



In my previous life, I used to hold a brush once a year, but I don't know how many books I already write in this life.



"But you still have to!"



It's a perfect way to do it's perfect!



Even in the eyes of Dang-Soso,



Oh, this is what it means.'



And then with enough detail to understand right away!



Sneak, Sneak, Sneak!



Chung-Myung began grinding his food in a cautious manner.



"Now that we're here! Take this opportunity and fill it up again!"



Flames rose in his eyes.



It's not just the Twenty-Fourth-Price Examination Act.



It was important to learn the basics right away, so all the scholars who failed to pass it on to Hwasan should be buried in this opportunity.



If I miss this opportunity, I might not have a chance to hand over martial arts again.



"Whoosh!"



Having stopped breathing for a short time, he opened an empty book and began filling in the blank space at a formidable speed.



His eyes, which constantly write in a straight posture, unravels dimly.



S. S. S. S.



Soon in the room, only his breathing and the brush and paper rubbing sounded small and small.