"Here it is."
"Don't mention it, then relax. I'll tell you the schedule in the evening, but there will probably be a long meeting tomorrow. And if you have any inconvenience, you can tell the person in charge of the guide."
"Yes, of course."
Shaolin, who was in charge of the guide, bowed his head and went outside.
When the Shaolin is gone, Hwasan's disciples look around.
"But you're giving me a separate guest."
"I guess you're giving me a separate guest list until the gold. From the covert, they live in a big place together."
Ungum nods at Hyun Young's words.
Chung-Myung made a fuss and won the gold album, so he was able to avoid the confusion.
If you had entered a large guest house where many gatekeepers shared, you would have had a lot to pay attention to.
"However, Shaolin is Shaolin."
"I see. It wouldn't be easy to accommodate so many people, but I can't believe you're giving me a guest. It's hard to imagine how many war angles and Buddhist temples there are."
Today alone, I was surprised by Shaolin's wealth several times.
"I heard that there will be a meeting of long writers tomorrow, and it will be held the day after tomorrow."
"Right, the actual center is the Bimu competition, but since it has the form of a world-class competition, it should be shaped accordingly."
Hyun Jong smiled bitterly.
In fact, format is generally of little use, but it plays a very useful role in packing the kernel.
Hyun Jong will also have to help trim the wrapping paper beautifully.
'That way, they'll shine a little more.''
No wonder you're feeling down here, but you don't seem to be...….
'No, it's rather loose.''
Seeing the children standing in the shape of bandits who came to rob the Buddhist spirit, it was Hyun Jong, who was filled with pride and sadness.
"Yes, a long writer."
"Let the children unpack and rest. I have a little something to look around."
"Yes, a long writer. Don't worry."
When Hyun Jong went outside, Hyun Young looked at the children and said,
"Unpack the room appropriately. I'll take a break before dinner today. Instead, don't make an accident. Baek Cheon! Yoon-Jong!"
Hyun Young said solemnly as he looked at Baek Cheon and Yoon-Jong, who jumped forward.
"You are the master disciples of each of your own!"
"Don't let Chung-Myung get away from him for a second!"
That's a very important thing.
Then Chung-Myung asked with his eyes wide open.
"What about me?"
Hyun Young smiles.
"I don't doubt you, but this is not a place to earn credit, but a place to save face. Keep this in mind and never cause trouble."
"Come on, Elder. I'm not a child."
"I don't even worry about it."
It's a problem because he's not a child. If you were a child, how much trouble?
I'm worried because I'm Chung-Myung, not a child.
"Anyway, all the senior members of each clique are gathered here, and the disciples of each clique are swarming around here. So be extra careful not to get into trouble. Do you understand?"
Hyun Young nodded and picked up the package. He also needed time to clear his luggage.
"Take the room, Woon-gum.""Yes."
As the elders went up to this floor, the children picked up their belongings.
Their mouths didn't rest while searching for an empty room.
"It's so complicated when you walk in, but the accommodation is rather quiet."
"It's because I'm blocking visitors from entering. There must be a lot of nerve-racking people here, but if it's crowded, it's not a matter of stabbing."
"I'm sure he said.
"Phew. So be careful. Did you see the look in the eyes of the guys I met earlier? I don't know how bad the kids are.…."
Baek Cheon, who was listening from behind, looked at them in bewilderment.
Don't they know what they look like?'
In order for a person to know his or her condition, he or she needs a comparison.
Hwasan's disciples, who have been stuck in the mountains and have only learned swordsmanship, seem to have no perception that they look ugly.
I don't know if I should say I'm naive.
But isn't it also a problem that people seem to be starting to avoid it, but they don't have any awareness that it's because of themselves?
Hwasan's students, who had unpacked, gathered back in the living room on the first floor.
"The two elders and the Ungum sasuk seem to be gone."
As Baek Sang said, Baek Cheon asked wonderfully.
"Where'd he go?"
"I don't know……."
Then Chung-Myung opens his mouth like a ghost.
Baek Cheon distorted his face.
"What are you talking about? Didn't you hear the elder?"
"What the Elder?"
"I told you not to make an accident!"
"Tsk tsk. That's why people should understand what they're saying. What did the elder say?
Baek Cheon tilted his head.
"You told me not to fall off and cause trouble."
"Yes, you heard me well!"
"There's a saying not to go out there."
Come to think of it...?
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk."
Tong-tongued Chung-Myung openly criticized Baek Cheon.
"It is also a disciple's virtue to understand what his superiors are saying. We still have a long way to go, huh?"
Baek Cheon's eyes slightly turned. I can't believe he's saying "disciple virtues" to me. Where else is this even worse?
"I can't go out! Don't even think about it."
In a stern remark, Chung-Myung gave a pathetic look.
"What are you going to say? No, I can't."
"No, no, no. Sasook, listen to me first."
"Look, this is Shaolin."
"When will we come back to Shaolin?" Maybe this is the last time I see Shaolin. You want me to come to Shaolin and go back after looking at the wall in the audience?"
Baek Cheon's eyes shook slightly.
"Think about it, Sasook. Are you sure you're okay?"
The surroundings began to stir.
"Well, I'm still here at Shaolin.…."
"I saw earlier that all of the other moon girls were looking around."
"I was rolling like hell in Hwasan...I can't believe I have to go back looking at the wall here. This is too harsh."
Baek Cheon couldn't say anything like a honeyed mute.
Certainly Chung-Myung felt it was too much for the other disciples.
Then Chung-Myung began to seduce with his tongue fluttering.
"Think about it, Sasook. You're supposed to be next to me, but not if you're going to die. But if I stay here, the private lodging should stay here too!"
Baek Cheon's eyes shook violently."I miss you. Honestly, I'll miss you. That's why everyone says Shaolin. What's so great about going out and just looking around for a while? Right?"
"You son of a b*tc*!'
The problem is that that is not so wrong.
Why wouldn't Baek Cheon be interested when he's a human being?
I came to Shaolin, the northern head of Gangho, but I couldn't even look around, so it was no different than torture.
"Sasook. I don't have to cause any trouble, do I? Right? Think about it. What's going to happen when the private lodging is right next to me?"
Yoon-Jong and Jo-Gol whispered in the back.
"You're almost over it, aren't you?"
"Your legs are shaking."
In front of Baek Cheon, who was about to be tempted, Chung-Myung had an endless look of tenderness. It felt like a fox's tail was fluttering from Chung-Myung's hip.
"…You should never cause an accident instead."
"Hehe. Of course."
I felt like I was being fooled, but...….
I don't have the confidence to hold him here without the elders anyway.'
Instead of letting you do what you want to do, you'd better take proper control.
Baek Cheon rose from his seat, so comforting himself.
And he turned his head to everyone.
"Instead, you all move together."
"What? Why all of a sudden?…."
Baek Cheon turned his head and looked at Chung-Myung.
"I can't stop it on my own."
Everyone who looked at Chung-Myung nodded.
"So I'll go with you no matter what! I'm not taking your counterargument!"
It's a reasonable decision at first sight.
Back then, however, Baek Cheon was never known.
How wrong this valid decision was.
"Oh, it's antique."
"I don't think I'm hundreds of years old."
Hwasan's disciples began to swarm from place to place. Fortunately, the interior was not very complicated, unlike the prose, where the chrysanthemum was frantic.
The busy Shaolin monks were seen here and there, and there were only a few students of Tamunpa who looked inside Shaolin like Hawasan's disciples.
"The death penalty! Here's the Buddha statue!"
"This is what you call stone Buddha!"
"Stone Buddha is the statue of Buddha! What's the difference?"
Baek Cheon smiled as he watched Hwasan's students chattering with excitement.
It's a relief that there are no people around. I don't want to show this to anyone.
I'm Baek Cheon, proud of Hwasan more than anyone else in the world.…There's a flaw in the jade, and it's only human nature that I don't want to show it to others.
"What is the temple so spacious? It'll take a long time to get to the end."
Wasan is big too, guys.
Why are you exaggerating so much?
"I'm sure a hundred people will be in there."
There's something like that in Hwasan.
Guys, please calm down.
Baek Cheon sighed.
'Yes, I understand.'
In fact, they are not surprised by the size of Shaolin. Tamunpa, who came for the first time out of Hwasan, must be curious.
Maybe you're ready to be surprised by a passing cat.
But some of them seemed to find them ugly.
"What are they?"
"Are they cousins?"
His disciples turned their heads in unison at the sound of his piercing voice.
Didn't expect all those people to hear the little whispers, but the hillbilly people flinched and closed their mouths.Baek Cheon has a complaint.
Anyway, it was the moment when I tried to turn things around without having to raise them.
They make strange faces when they see the patterns of plum blossoms embroidered on their chests. And the expression quickly turned into a stark laugh.
"I was wondering who it was, and it was the Wasans. Don't tell me Hwasan was invited too. Shaolin is not wrong when she says she's prepared for her death."
Baek Sang looked at the two as if he was dumbfounded.
"What are they?"
"Huh? Death, death penalty. They……."
Baek Sang squints his eyes.
His eyes were greeted by a wave pattern on their right chest.
Three wave patterns embroidered in blue.
There is only one Munpa in the world that uses that signature as a symbol of the Munpa.
The face of Hwasan's disciples hardened at the mention of Haenampa.
Whasan's disciples hate the most in the world is Jongnam, no matter what anyone says.
But there was a different clique that his disciples wanted to win the most in the world.
That's what Haenampa means.
"Huh? What's wrong with everyone's face?"
Chung-Myung tilts his head and Baek Cheon says without turning his head.
"What about it?"
It's Haenam of the old file room.
"Gupile…. Haenampa is a Goofile room?"
Baek Cheon nodded his head.
"It is Haenampa that sits in the old file room after Hwasan is left out."
Come to think of it, I think I heard that. I erased it from my head because I wasn't interested.
Thinking about it like that, I understand the reactions of the disciples. Haenam is a place that reminds us of the reality of Hwasan.
"Tsk. I don't care about that's all."'
It's a place where you can regain your power at any time, and you don't need to show hostility.….
It was then.
"What's going on? What the hell is going on?"
"Hey! Get all the kids!"
The disciples of Haenam began to flock when they saw dozens of people gathered in front of their motives.
And a confrontation was created in an instant.
Baek Cheon's face was a little embarrassed.
'Oh, I shouldn't have done this.…?'
The elder told me not to make trouble. The same goes for the writer.
It's a little bigger than I thought, but I have to finish it well somehow.
However, the students of Haenampa began to murmur among themselves.
"What's going on?"
"Metabolism, the Wasans."
A man called the metabolic type opens his ax eyes and looks this way.
Baek Cheon sighed low.
'Why do you guys look at us like that?'
If you want to get angry, you have to be on this side of course. You don't have to show hostility to someone else's position.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Hwasan's Lee Dae...…."
"What have the failed gatekeepers crawled all the way here to eat?"
"……disciple……. What, dude? Come here."
When Baek Cheon became angry, Yoon-Jong and Jo-Gol hurriedly put their hands on his shoulders.
Angry Baek Cheon sighs at the dissuade.
But that side didn't seem to stop.
"If I had been kicked out of the old file room, I wouldn't have enough to put down the signboard because I thought I was ashamed, but I crawled all the way here without even realizing it. How did the world's most famous Hwasan get to this point?"
"Don't do that. Death penalty. I heard you're starving. Wouldn't it make your mouth water?"
"The restaurant is over there. Hurry up and go. There should be some cold rice left!"Baek Cheon's body trembled.
This wasn't a shiver of anger.
It's true that their words are out of order, but Baek Cheon is so low-bred that he's angry...…. No, I've just been a little pissed off, but I can stand this.
The problem is...
"No, but those bastards?"
There is a man here who has no patience to endure that.
That's also the most dangerous one.
Baek Cheon turned his head slowly. Unsurprisingly, Chung-Myung's eyes were twinkling.
Chung-Myung smiles and licks his lips with his tongue out.
"Don't worry, Sasook. I'll never cause an accident."
"Yes, you have to put up with it."
"He's been insulted, and he's entitled to eat in Hawasan?"
"Those bastards swore at Hwasan?"
Baek Cheon slowly turns his head forward.
But somehow his head is crooked, just like Chung-Myung.
Baek Cheon's words drew the attention of Haenampa disciples in unison.
"How dare you guys in Haenam-do say such a thing?"
"Is that crazy?"
Baek Cheon waved his hand.
"Let's not make a fool of ourselves. There's nothing good about talking here."
Yoon-Jong and Jo-Gol breathed a sigh of relief.
Yes, indeed, Baek Cheon's boarding house.….
It was that moment.
Baek Cheon picked up the sword he was wearing around his waist and stuck it on the floor.
"So come on, you disgruntled bastard. I'll let you crawl all the way to Haenado."
Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol look back at each other.
……Yes, come to think of it, he was insane.
I keep forgetting because of my old image.….
There were two people who were keen to realize new facts.