a quiet prose
Despite its reputation in the world, it was still quiet on the way to Hwasan.
A group of people showed up in front of the morning dewy prose of Hwasan.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
"Yes, I don't know if it's because it's been a while, but it's really tough."
"…Yes, that's Hwasan."
Everyone looked down, wiping the sweat off their foreheads.
There was a cloud hanging in the middle of the cliff down there. It was a rare sight without Hwasan.
"You used to climb this mountain a few times a day, didn't you?"
"Hah. Have you ever done that?"
"Yes, I went up and down the mountain many times for training."
"Yes, I did."
There was a sentimental reflection of memories in their voices.
As they looked at each other with pleased eyes, they soon threw their eyes at the prose.
"It's been a long time since we found Hwasan, who left when he was very young."
"…the death penalty."
"Let's go in. We'll have to stop by and beg forgiveness before the investigation. It would have been even better if the master who would have given the order was alive."
The old man, who was in the lead, walked toward the prose with a bitter face. Others followed the old man to the wide-open prose.
"Well, it looks like a new prose."
"I think so. Rumor has it that Hwasan made a lot of money."
"Ha ha ha. I see. It's Hwasan's Hongbok."
The old man burst into laughter and entered the prose.
At the same time, the old man stopped and opened his mouth without realizing it.
"Oh, my God.…."
"Huh... Oh, my God?"
Those who followed were also speechless and gazed around.
to be different
It was so different from the image of Hwasan they remembered.
"Where are the fallen angles going...…."
"Don't you think more than half of them are new?"
"I'm sure it's a blue stone that's laid on the floor, but how much did it cost to lay that expensive thing down?"…."
"Tue, when did Hwasan do this?"
Everyone couldn't hide their agitation.
The last time they saw Hawasan was where they managed to make up for the impending collapse of war angles.
Among them, most of them were worn out and cannot be used, and even the normal ones were messy because of the rain and insects. Nevertheless, the building became too weak and there was no money to touch it.
How did this happen?'
The new war angles and the past war angles were harmonized.
Had Hwasan shown the collapse of the Munpa in the past to the extreme, the present-day Hwasan felt the power of weakness.
"You're a primitive man."
The old man in the lead couldn't help but shout Do-ho low.
"I'm... I'm feeling new, death penalty.
"Yeah, I see."
The old man in the lead nodded with mixed emotions.
That's right, conduit is supposed to be like this.
As new buildings have been built, there are no more disciples of Hwasan.….
It was that moment.
"I'm going to die in the morning, man!"
"Who's not taking him? What are ghosts doing?"
"Hey, isn't that what you said to Chung-Myung?"
"What's the difference?"
A loud cry in their ears...…. No, I started hearing screams.
Looking at the sound, a group of young men in black suits were racing madly.
The urgency and biting lips on the face. And the dripping sweat told me how hard they are now running."Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
There were some who couldn't beat the speed, but none of the runners helped the bottom rollers. He just jumped far and went his own way.
A man who was running lightly as if walking behind his running disciples approached the fallen man and kicked him without delay.
The kicker flew Ho Gong and fell into the middle of the running crowd.
The kicker swept his hair back and tied his slightly untied hero gun.
Then, he belatedly found them standing in the prose and frowned slightly. Then he bent slightly towards them and captured them.
"Did you visit Hwasan early in the morning for a fisherman's job?"
Those who saw it unknowingly voiced their admiration.
He's so sweet.
He was a young man with the appearance of a hero who will lead the times.
'Hwasan is making a name for himself because of these people.'
The old man nodded pleasedly.
Of course, the trip I just showed you was a bit strange, but to put it better, wouldn't it be considered to spur training?
I could tell who the interest was by looking at this sweet figure, the appearance of admiration, and the gaze of Jungkwang.
"Yes, I guess you're the one who's been making a name in the world lately."
"There is nothing to be humble about. Aren't you the Hwasan Divine Chung-Myung?"
"I'm Baek Cheon, Hwasan's second best student."
The old man stared blankly at Baek Cheon.
Judging from his twitching eyes and subtle twist in the corners of his mouth, it doesn't seem like Chung-Myung.
"Oh……. Such an illustration. Then that sword?
The old man covered his mouth with his fist and coughed low.
"Well, I see. It was Baek Cheon, the Hwajeong sword. I've heard a lot of rumors."
The eyes are not good enough.
There was a slightly awkward atmosphere.
Baek Cheon cleared his voice slightly and opened his mouth.
"But who are you, and what brings you to Hwasan this morning?"
"Oh, my God. That's right. Let's start with the business."
The old man smiled.
"Is Hyun Jong inside?"
As soon as I heard that, Baek Cheon's face hardened. He stared at the old man with a slightly angry look.
I was angry that he dared to come to Hwasan and call Do-ho of Jang Moon-in as if he were calling his subordinate, but if the other person is capable of that, I cannot act rashly.
"Excuse me, may I ask who you are?"
"It's a little hard to tell you, subha. So go get Hyun Jong. Then you'll know everything."
Baek Cheon looked silently at the old man and those guarding behind him. Then he said firmly.
"I understand, but it's against the laws of Hwasan. Visitors to Hwasan are not allowed to enter the text without identifying themselves, and of course, they are not allowed to meet with long writers."
"Hahaha. That's right, that's right. That's right."
Even though it was a fairly sharp answer, the old man laughed back as if he was happy.
"That's right. But that's a word for foreigners. I am not a foreigner of Hwasan, so I do not need to abide by the law."
The old man shakes his head quietly.
"I'm not in a situation where I can talk to you for a long time. Go and get Hyun Jong. Or any of the elders is fine."Baek Cheon never knew how to deal with this situation.
At that time, a welcome voice grazed my ears.
"What's going on?"
Baek Cheon turned around, delighted.
He was walking this way with a questionable face.
"They didn't reveal their identity and said they'd meet Jang Moon-in."
"Who dares to do such a rude thing? Who are these people?"
Hyun Young looked at the men with a slightly sulky face.
"I've never seen……."
Then he closed his mouth tight.
His face began to solidify.
Baek Cheon was surprised to see him. I've seen Hyun Young angry many times, but this was the first time he showed such a serious face.
On the other hand, the leading old man smiled rather brightly.
"It's been a while."
Hyun Young stared at the old man without answering.
His eyes began to tremble slightly.
After staring at the old man for a long time, he opened his mouth as if he were chewing.
"What shame did you put your foot back in Hwasan?"
The old man shakes his head.
"It's called the beginning of my life. Even a young man who was full of spirit is bound to become an old man someday, and as an old man, I miss my hometown."
Hyun Young's face is distorted.
"How dare you say Hwasan is your hometown?"
The old man's face also hardened slightly at the mention of you.
"Don't call me like a man below you."
"Your relationship with Hwasan was immediately cut off. But he's coming back here to eat something. Go back. I've done all I can for nothing."
"I need to meet Hyun Jong."
"The long man is not a man of leisure!"
In the end, Hyun Young raised his voice.
"What are you doing?"
"Get them out of here now. And sprinkle with salt!"
Baek Cheon hesitated for a moment with a stiff face.
Hwasan's disciples, who stopped playing the gubo after hearing the commotion, began to sneak up on him.
"What's going on?"
"Elder Hyun Young must be really angry."
Hyun Young's angry voice was clearly embedded in their ears as they approached with a face of unknown English.
"I don't know what I'm here for, but it won't work out the way you think it would if I were here!"
"……I fully understand your mind."
"How dare you...…."
"One thing you should not forget, too. This is not something you can decide on. Didn't you?"
Hyun Young kept his mouth shut. The old man said with a sneaky smile.
"Please call Hyun Jong. If he asks me to go back, I'll turn around, too."
Hyun Young bit his lips gently.
I never wanted to let them meet the long-in.
"I don't know about that. If you don't go back right now, your hands...…."
It was then.
Hyun Young's face was distorted by the voice heard from behind. As I turned my head, I saw Hyun Jong approaching with his hands behind his back.
'Of all things...'
Before Hyun Young could do anything, Hyun Jong's eyes turned to the old man.
Hyun Jong, who approached quietly, looked at the old man for a long time before lowering his head lightly.
"Long time no see. Death penalty."
"……Yes, it's been a long time."
When the old man spoke in a soft voice, Hyun Young shouted again."Long storyteller, the death penalty to those who abandoned the gate! These are people who have already been removed from the Wasan list! That's not the right way to call it!"
Hyun Jong nodded calmly when he saw Hyun Young.
"But don't blame me too much because I can't think of anything to refer to them."
Hyun Jong looked at the old man with a calm gaze.
His death penalty and former ambassador to a wise ship.
If I hadn't left Hwasan on my own, now Jang would have become Hyun Dang, not Hyun Jong.
"……The death penalty is here."
"It's been a while."
Hyun Pop, who was standing next to Hyun Dang, nodded with a smile.
Hyun Jong's eyes glanced at his disciples. Everyone was staring this way with a stiff face.
"…First of all, go inside. The morning air is cold. You'd better have a conversation inside."
"Yeah, let's do that."
Hyun Jong slowly turned away. Afterwards, Hyun Young, who seemed unhappy, followed, and the Hyun Dang crowd began to walk with a relaxed face.
Finally, as they moved away, Hwasan's disciples rushed to Baek Cheon.
"The death penalty. What the hell is going on here."
"…I don't know. Me neither……."
Baek Cheon stopped talking and shut up.
His eyes show the back of those heading to Jang's place.
'What is this?'
The long man clearly called that old man the death penalty. That would mean they were wise ships that left Hwasan in the past.
"Yes, death penalty."
"……I think it's going to be a big fuss, so try to crack down on your disciples. From now on, Hwasan's white porcelain boats and celadon boats are prohibited from approaching the place of Jang Moon-in, and if they have a place to stay, do not move near there. Do you understand?"
"Yes, the death penalty. I'll crack it down as you say."
Baek Cheon nodded heavily.
I don't know.
In the midst of this happening, it was Baek Cheon who could not tell whether it was anger or luck that Chung-Myung left his seat.