Chapter - 332 Episode 332! Why is it crawling out of here? (2)



Bop Kye returned and moved the coffin.



In the room, where the air was still fresh, the three faced each other in a heavy atmosphere.



"Amitabha Buddha."



Bop Jeong, who left dislikes, looked at Hyun Jong and said,



"As you know, Mane has already been discovered in the 100,000 mountains."



Chung-Myung peeked back at Hyun Jong.



"Really?"



"Well, before the arena began, there was a time when the writers gathered separately and talked about it."



"The Longitudinal Destination of Mane……."



Chung-Myung was lost in thought for a moment.



That is certainly an important story.



However, the discovery of Mane's trace and the discovery of traces of marijuana in the dead are on a completely different level.



"Sorim was one step ahead of the other and didn't get this information. And once I found out, I couldn't help but take action."



"You ordered the shippers to look around again."



"Yes, in conjunction with the opening, we began to track down the Manes. It was before the competition that the name was dropped. But…… I lost contact with someone who was looking around the North Sea Ice Palace……. Amitabha Buddha."



You mean you found a disciple dead in a spell.



Chung-Myung frowned slightly.



A demon in the North Sea?'



No. It's not something to jump to conclusions.



Now this information alone is not telling anything.



Nothing should be foreseen until you have a proper understanding of the situation. That's the kind of place Markyo is.



"It's a matter of great importance to discover the origin of Mahyo. We've already had a terrible war. If we sit on this, we may end up with another war. Therefore, the central region must investigate the North Sea and the North Sea Ice Palace."



"Well."



Hyun Jong nods heavily.



The work related to horsemanship cannot be passed on by anyone in the powerhouse.



Especially for HWASAN. There are so many clans in the world. Would there be a place as deep a grudge as Hawsan?



"But……."



Hyun Jong made a slight frown, coughed low and opened his mouth.



"It's obviously important that Mahyo's species have been discovered. But I don't understand why you're telling us this story.…."



"Long-Written."



Bop Jeong spoke in a determined tone.



"As a long story of Shaolin, I wanted to ask Hwasan for one thing, so I wanted to see you."



He glanced at Hyun Jong and Chung-Myung. The eyes sank darkly, so I couldn't even guess what he was thinking.



At last he opened his mouth heavily.



"Wouldn't you please look into the North Sea?"



"…Yes?"



Hyun Jong opened his eyes.



"…the North Sea Ice Palace?"



"That's right."



Bop Jeong slowly flickered his head. Then he memorized his disapproval in a low voice and continued.



"Of course, I know it's not easy. But there's nowhere else to do this without Hwasan."



"But……."



Hyun Jong was a little embarrassed and clouded his words. It was a difficult question to give a clear answer.



"I think the director overestimates Hwasan."



"It's not an overestimate."



Bop Jeong stares at Hyun Jong with an unbeatable eyes.



"As you know, the relationship between Saeweonsa Palace and the old file room is not good. It's more like an enemy, to be exact."



Hyun Jong sighs quietly.



To be exact, Saeho Palace has a one-sided grudge against the midfield, not between enemies. However, it is not necessary to point that out at the momentarily."The Saeweonsa Palace has a grudge against the people of the Middle East beyond the old file room. As a result, it has already been a hundred years since Jungwon people were unable to enter the area of Saeweosa Temple."



Chung-Myung's eyes narrowed slightly as he was listening.



Now I understand why Bop Jeong bent his pride and wanted to see him. Sure enough, Bop Jeong added.



"However, there is a gatekeeper who recently stepped into the realm of Saeweonsa Temple. It's not just a simple greeting, but a Munpa who had a good relationship with them and started exchanging."



Hyun Jong's eyes narrowed.



"You mean Namman Beast Palace and us, Hwasan."



"That's right."



Bop Jeong nodded loudly.



"Long storyteller, I know it's not easy. However, Hwasan is the only one who has developed a good relationship with Saeweosa Palace among the civil factions of the Middle East."



Hyun Jong tried to say something, but Bop Jeong didn't give it a chance.



"Of course, I know that the North Sea Ice Palace and the South Bay Beast Palace are different. But they have a bond as a new foreign affairs palace. If you are a friend of the Namman Beast Palace, the North Sea Ice Palace will not be able to treat you completely. Only Hwasan is likely to enter the North Sea Ice Palace without collisions."



Bop Jeong lowered his hands and bowed his head to Hyun Jong.



It's not an unwritten example, it's a human example.



"Please. Please make a brave decision for the world, which is a long sentence."



"Well."



Hyun Jong drooled.



No matter how much the relationship has gone wrong, it is not reasonable for Shaolin's boss to refuse coldly to lower his stance. Besides, isn't this for the whole world?



'What should I do?'



Just as Hyun Jong was about to be troubled by the unexpected suggestion, a firm voice was heard next to him.



"What happened to Mahyo? Is that all?"



There was a slight difference in Bop Jeong's eyes looking at Chung- From the moment the word "magyo" came out, the child who had been showing obvious hostility to Shaolin has been pushing Shaolin aside and showing hostility to Maolin.



"Nothing is certain yet. One can guess, however, that the painter's penmanship is very high if it leaves such a mark."



Chung-Myung tapped his finger on the cheek.



Well, actually, it's not that great.



But it's not something to ignore.



The important thing is that someone who has mastered that much of the magic moves through the North Sea.



And maybe Mahyo is taking advantage of the situation in which relations between the Middle East and the North Sea have been severed.



"What about the worst?"



"The North Sea Ice Palace itself was taken over by Mahyo. Then next, the Magyo will move south from the north toward the middle."



"Well."



Chung-Myung opened his eyes faintly.



It's not a story without possibility. It's just...



"Yes, well, I understand."



He stretched his back straight.



And I looked at Hyun Jong and Bop Jeong alternately with lively eyes as usual.



"If I'm done talking, can I go now?"



"…… hmm?"



Surprised Bop Jeong raised his head.



You're leaving?



"Cow, cow stamp. It's not over yet."



"Yes. Well, I know."



Chung-Myung replied, scratching his ears.



"I knew it roughly. I mean, there's a demon in the North Sea, and Hwasan wants you to go and check it out. Other Jungwon people can't enter the area of Saeoeuogung, because Hwasan has been in the area of Namman Beast Palace for a long time?"



"That's what I'm saying."



"But."



Chung-Myung blew his finger."What about us?"



"……."



Bop Jeong's face was stunned.



"…why not? Didn't you say that a demon appeared?"



"Hey. I've heard of course. I mean, why should Hwasan go when the horseman shows up? There's Shaolin, there's shamans, there's a lot of other clans. Why does it have to be Hwasan?"



"Didn't you already explain that already?"



"Oh, because you have experience?"



Chung-Myung smirked as if he had seen something funny.



"Have you tried?"



"Hm?"



Chung-Myung opens his mouth looking at Bop Jeong in a seductive way.



"Hwasan, what's so great about being friends with the Beast Palace? It just happened somehow."



"……."



"So Shaolin can do it, too. I've tried it before, but there's nothing you can't do if you try. So I'm sure Shaolin can do it if she tries."



Bop Jeong unknowingly opened his mouth wide.



What the hell is he talking about?



"No, effort?"



"Yes, compared to Shaolin trying, there's nothing like Hwasan. I'm afraid that things will go wrong if we go into this serious business. So we'd better go back to the island and watch Shaolin take care of things and clap. Isn't that right, right?"



Hyun Jong looked back and forth at Chung-Myung and Bop Jeong with a slightly puzzled face.



But soon after, Hyun Jong's face also regained its usual tranquility.



"Yes, sir."



Bop Jeong spoke to the two, pretending to be calm. But he couldn't hide a sigh mixed with words.



"It's for the world."



"Yes, I know. It used to be like that. Isn't it?"



Chung-Myung's words penetrated Bop Jeong's lungs.



And Bop Jeong couldn't refute this.



"I'll leave without wasting any time. Binggo is also a place where people live, so if you do well, you'll be able to communicate. Of course."



"For a while."



When Chung-Myung rose halfway, Bop Jeong raised his hand firmly to dissuade him.



"Wait a minute."



The eyes looked quite serious.



Chung-Myung put his butt back on the floor without a doubt. Bop Jeong nodded quietly and shouted "no."



"I know. No, I know. Shaolin, a lengthy writer, does not dare to say that he will repay Hwasan for the ball in the future. So I understand the reaction of Jang Moon-in and the small painter."



Chung-Myung's eyes have become slightly thin with suspicion.



What the hell is this bald head doing?'



To be honest, he deserves to step down at this point. No matter how calm he may be, Bop Jeong can't have a good eye for Hwasan.



But we're going to continue our conversation here?



That means there are still hidden numbers.



"In order for a person who has lost faith to make a request, the reward must be taken out first. That's why So-seung couldn't keep the order."



"Compensation?"



"That's right."



"Ho-ho."



Chung-Myung smiled slightly.



So far, it's just a dog's tongue, but there's room to consider it as nonsense if it's a reward.



"So what is the reward?"



"Bop Kye."



When Bop Jeong sang without any delay, the door opened again and Bop Kye came inside.



'He's really busy.'



You came in with a coffin earlier, and now...…."Huh?"



Chung-Myung tilted his head.



It's about sending Hwasan's disciples all the way to the North Sea. Then, unless the compensation is reasonable, the conversation itself will not be established. But what was in Bop Kye's hands seemed too small and shabby to be a reward.



box



The long box wasn't that big. Even if it was filled with gold, it would not have been as good as Chung-Myung's idea of compensation.



"Here you are. Head of the room."



"Well."



Bop Jeong received the box that Bop Kye gave out and put it on the tea table in front of him.



"Sure."



Bop Kye headed out and went out. As if he didn't dare to see that box open.



I couldn't guess more from the reverent attitude. Chung-Myung stared at the box.



What the hell is it?



So far, their actions have not deviated much from Chung-Myung's palm. Clear words and actions. But at this moment, it was hard to interpret even Chung-Myung.



What the hell is in that box?



"The reward is this."



"The box?"



"It's exactly what's in the box."



"…It's not money, it's stuff."



Chung-Myung's eyes were once again dimmed.



Recognizing that he was struggling with something, Hyun Jong insinuated on his behalf.



"Don't make fun of me too much, but show me what's in the box."



"Of course I will."



Bop Jeong grabbed the lid of the box. Then instead of opening the lid immediately, he smiled significantly.



"If this is a masterpiece, of course you will accept this offer. It's because it's a business that's too much to live for."



"……."



Before Hyun Jong could answer anything, Bop Jeong opened the box.



"What is it?"



Hyun Jong frowned when he saw the item.



There was no dazzling glow, no surprises.



Inside the silk box was just a sword that looked antique.



What does it say?'



Although the calligraphy was engraved with a brave handwriting, it was hard to read it correctly because of the age.



"What the hell is this sword...…."



It was then.



"Huh?"



Chung-Myung flinched with a dazed sound.



"Huh?"



At the same time, Hyun Jong flinched. It was the first time I saw Chung-Myung so flustered and surprised.



Chung-Myung stared blankly at the sword in the box, blinking his eyes. Then he murmured as if he was speechless.



"Oh, no...Why is this crawling out of here?"



Hyun Jong had no choice but to tilt his head.



What the hell is this sword that baffles this child?



Then Bop Jeong reached out quietly and lifted the sword. And slowly pulled it out of the sword.



Hyun Jong covered his eyes with his hands at that moment.



Unlike the antique swordsmanship, which was full of traces of time, bright and pure light poured out from the blade of the sword.



No one could deny that the sword was a recruit if they saw this light.



Bop Jeong stared at the two and grinned.



"The sword's name is Zaha."



Also



Chung-Myung's eyes sank deep in time.



And Hyun Jong, who heard the name, also hardened his face. The director looked at the faces and added.



"The sword of your own. It's a symbol of the Hwasanites. It's a pet peeve of Cheon Mun, a former Hwasanian writer.""Ah……. Ah……."



Enthusiastic Hyun Jong's eyes shook like reeds in a storm.