Chapter - 343 Episode 343. Are they all crazy? (3)

"Who is he?"

"I heard it was a wise ship."

"So it's the death penalty of a long man?"

"The death penalty is frozen! How can the people who ran away be executed? He's just an old man!"

"There you go, there you go!"

Hwasan's students also showed signs of discomfort.

There should be a big difference in distribution.'

It is also burdensome that he was a wise man in the past. And even if that fact is completely absent, it's burdensome.

How can I treat an old man who is older than a long writer?

It was uncomfortable to treat him like a guest, and it was impossible to accept him as an adult.

Baek Cheon sighed and said.

"For now, try not to run into each other as much as you can until the writer decides the direction."

"What if we meet?"

"……First of all, I'll have to treat you like an adult."


Hwasan's disciples wrinkle their faces. Baek Cheon comforted them as much as he could.

"Don't worry. It's not going to be a problem."

However, things in the world don't happen as you think.

"What the hell is this?"


Hyun Dang's cheeks trembled.

His eyes were fixed on the table.

"Meat in the sacred conduit! It's a meat diet with firepower! How long have you been saying that the meat has been on Hwasan's table?"

Baek Cheon flinched briefly, but soon replied calmly, looking at Hyun Dang.

"As far as I know, there is no prohibition on food or meat in Hwasan.…."

"You don't know the difference between 'don't forbid' and 'recommend'? Hwasan is a conduit and a non-commissioned officer. In order to avoid complications, the law is also set to not avoid eating meat. Since when did it become a meat recommendation?"

In the thunderstorm, Baek Cheon sighed in secret.

Hyun Dang asked in an angry voice.

"Who allowed this?"

"…… Elder Hyun Young allowed it."

"You're saying you don't know that because you're an elder! It's my fault. It's my fault. I didn't teach the kids how to do Hwasan."

Baek Cheon's eyes wriggled.

That kid?

Wasan's Do?

'No, these guys?'

When Baek Cheon tried to say something, Yoon-Jong pulled his arm.

"Living quarters."


Baek Cheon's face, struggling to swallow the horse to the tip of his neck, was hardened all the way.

At that time, Unam heard the noise and ran into the restaurant.

"What's the matter?"

"Hwasan's table is full of meat! What do you mean this is not legalize?"

Unam looked at the table with a face of difficulty.

"Hwasan now does not prohibit meat eating."

"Ha. I can't communicate with you either. Where is Hyun Jong? I need to meet my writer."

The face of metamorphosis began to be slightly distorted.

"If you do……."


Then Jo-Gol ran to the table like a bolt from the blue and picked up the meat plates.

"You don't have to eat it. How can you die from not eating meat for a few meals? Let's clean this up!"


"Come on!"

Hawasan's disciples rose from their seats and began carrying food into the road kitchen.

Even though they were unhappy, they moved without a murmur because they knew why Jo-Gol was taking a step forward. Of course, those who are most uncomfortable with their existence should not give them an excuse to meet Hyun Jong.

Why did you crawl in?'

If you really have a temper.'

Yeah, let's just hang in there for a few days. Just a few days...'

Unam bit her lips slightly as she saw the table empty.

I don't know if they're wrong or not. Aren't you not confident that you know better than they do what laws HWASAN has followed in the past?"You have to put up with it."

Baek Cheon whispered to Unam. Unam also nodded softly.

If there is a conflict here, Hyun Jong is forced to come here. Unam also wanted to avoid that situation.

"You guys are having a hard time."

"That's all right."

Baek Cheon sighed low as he looked at the table with only grass left.

But the problem has just begun.

"What are you doing?"


It's still early in the morning.

Hwasan's disciples, gathered at the smokestack for training, looked blankly at Hyun Dang, holding a lump of lead they had been carrying to train their muscles.

"No, why did you come to me from morning training...….'

What's wrong with him, really?

But Hyun Dang screamed whether or not he knew the minds of those disciples.

"I asked what you were doing."

"…I'm training."

"That's what you call training?"

"Yes, to train muscle strength……."

"What a fool!"

Hyun Dang raises his voice.

"Hwasan's Black Doga's Sword. What is the province? It is a sword that seeks naturalness by becoming one with nature. But you don't know that artificially increasing muscle strength only hinders Hwasan's pursuit of a sword?"

The veins rose on Baek Cheon's forehead.

"…We've become stronger this way. And he proved his strength in the show. About training...…."

"He is also a short thought. If you're strong in that way, you can be stronger when you follow the traditional training methods of Hwasan! How do you know one thing and you two don't?"

Then Hyun Dang twisted his eyes and kicked his tongue as if he had seen something he could not see.

"Who made you do this training? Was it Hyun Jong?"

"Oh, no."

"Who would train you to do this?"

It's Chung-Myung.

But this wasn't something to say to them. When the answer was delayed, Hyun Dang complained.

"There's no needless to say. Stop this ridiculous training right now."

Baek Cheon said toughly, frowning.

"This is Hwasan's training. It's not something foreigners can get involved in."

"A foreigner? Did you say foreigner?"


When he didn't back down, Hyun Dang showed his temper.

"Foreigner. Yes, that's good. Foreigners, I would ask, do any of you know more about Hwasan's training than I do?"


"Because I'm giving him the training he's lost, you're not going to listen to me because I'm a foreigner? Is that the law of Hwasan?"

After all this, Baek Cheon ended up closing his mouth like a honeyed mute.

'No, this is a ridiculous situation.'

A wise ship is too powerful a position. Even that old man was above the original long man, and older than the long man.

'That means you know your past Hwasan better than your long-time writer.''

It is not easy to ignore what such a person says.

"Nothing to say. Quit this ridiculous training practice right now and start meditating."


"Yes, Doga's disciples must start with a clean mind. Don't stick to the sword. When you realize the degree, black naturally follows you."


"Get started."


"Come on!"

Baek Cheon, who was about to say more, eventually closed his eyes.

All the other disciples were looking at him in disbelief. Baek Cheon said in a dismal voice.

"…put down the balloon and get ready for meditation.""The death penalty!"

"For now…, yes, for now."

They were all silent, but desperately communicating with their eyes.

'No, why are you listening to them?'

I told you not to make trouble because you only have to hold on for a few days. It'll take a few days. In a few days!'

In the end, everyone turned their seats on the spot with a discontent face.

A smile of triumph bloomed around Hyun Dang's mouth.

You can color it in your own color a little by little by little.'

Then they'll be following soon.

* * *


Jo-Gol roared and kicked off the tea table in the white box. Yoon-Jong took the table flying with a nonchalant face and put it down.

"You old bastards! Ugh! I'm so frustrated!"

"Calm down."

Jo-Gol turned his head and looked at Yoon-Jong.

"Don't you get mad at the death penalty?"



Yoon-Jong pulled a sword on the table he had put down and was cleaning it with hemp. Then he smiled quietly.

"What are you going to do with anger? You just have to poke...…."

"Gee, calm down! Death penalty!"

Jo-Gol, who managed to control Yoon-Jong, who uttered eerie words, turned slightly. Baek Cheon was stuck in a corner.

It's only been a few days since the uninvited guest, but Baek Cheon's face was half-faced.

"Lodging…. Are you all right?"


"Are you okay?"


"……No. Nothing."



He's wrong now.

It was unimaginable to Baek Cheon.

But Jo-Gol fully understood such Baek Cheon. Baek Cheon was receiving all of those old men's planks for being the ambassador of the white porcelain ship.

Wouldn't it feel like being nagged on a heated grill? So in just a few days, a man is so skin and bone...….

Jo-Gol blurt out in anger again.

"When the hell are you going?"

"I don't know. It's time to go."

"No, that's just...…."

Yoon-Jong quickly cut off his words and scolded them.

"Be careful what you say, but they used to have enemies in Hwasan."

"What does that mean?"


Jo-Gol shrieked and closed his mouth when the rant came back.

"Ha... Accident, please say something. Accident. Say something."

Yoo-Esul nods at Jo-Gol's words.

"…to apologize."


"Making fun of you for being an old man. A real old man is different no matter what."


I can relate to that.


Jo-Gol shook his head.

I thought it wouldn't be a problem if I avoided it, but the situation went completely different. Whenever they did something, Hyun Dang's group, who appeared like ghosts, nagged at everything.

"What about the old Hwasan?"

"Tradition is a frozen tradition! I almost fell on the street while keeping the tradition!"

"How can you be so old-fashioned from start to finish!"

What's more sad is that white porcelain boats and celadon boats are impossible to resist their words.

Can't I disobey their authority?

You're welcome.

The problem was that every time they spoke, they talked about their predecessors.

"My former teacher, a veteran of the Korean War...….'

As soon as the words come out, it becomes impossible to refute themselves.

I can't deny what they say unless I see it and hear it in person. If you deny it, you will disobey the words of the previous writer, so it is no different from the sins of the annihilation of knights.

White porcelain boats caught up in this ridiculous logic eventually had to give it to them according to their words, and the Unja boats watching couldn't do anything about it."Why are you so quiet?"


As Jo-Gol complained about the writer, Baek Cheon, who was hanging like a corpse, flashed his eyes, and Yoo-Esul gave off a chilly chill.

Jo-Gol flinched and cringed his neck.

"The person who is in the most trouble right now is the writer. Feel free to talk about other complaints, but don't talk about long-term writers. Do you understand?"

"……Yes. Private lodging."

Baek Cheon, who left the horse, leaned back against the wall.

Then I covered my face with one hand and bit my lips.

'That's awful.'

I can't do that unless I'm determined to do so.

I'm sure the writer is in trouble, too.'

This would not happen if there was only one elder Taesang in the Munpa. The moment you step in, the fire will fall.

The problem was that Hwasan's biggest adult now is Hyun Jong, and unlike other prestigious people, there are no elders left in Hwasan.

There was nothing I could do about it.

"But if Jang Moon-in really made up his mind, he wouldn't be the only one holding back."'

Baek Cheon shakes his head.

This is an idea that should not be made. Hyun Jong, whom he knows, is never a foolish man or a man without determination. So now you have to trust and endure the long-written man.

"We have to help the writer. So don't ever rebel and don't cause trouble. I'm telling them not to get picked on. Do you understand?"


I don't have the strength to answer.

But Baek Cheon didn't have to blame it. I understand how you feel more than anyone else.

At that time, Yun-jong, who was still, asked.

"By the way… When is Chung-Myung coming back?"


When Baek Cheon asked again, he put his groomed sword in a sword and opened his mouth.

"It's only when we're together that we're going to put up with it, but Chung-Myung is going to go crazy when he comes. Don't you think all of those old men's beards could be pulled out and thrown down the cliff?"


Baek Cheon shuddered with goosebumps all over his body.

I think that's gonna stay.'

I'm glad you're alive.'

'You're going to get stuck in your mouth while talking about tradition.'

Baek Cheon said, fed up.

"So somehow before he comes back...…."


Yoo-Esul cuts off Baek Cheon.

"Isn't that a solution?"



"They'll all be kicked out."



Solved. Yeah, it's settled.

If you could call it a solution.

Baek Cheon sighed deeply.

"Anyway, by tomorrow, Jang Moon-in will have come up with measures. Then they can't force themselves here anymore."

"What if I said I'd stay? There's nothing I can do about it, right?"

"…...then there's nothing I can do."

Baek Cheon said emphatically.

"The poison is the only way to catch it' I'll throw Chung-Myung at them!"

It was Baek Cheon who wished he wouldn't get to that situation.

* * *

"Oh, it tickles."

Chung-Myung scratched his ear.

"What's wrong with you?"

"No, my ears are itchy all of a sudden. Who's blaming me?"

"Who's to blame for the cow seal?"

"…It's a problem because there are too many. First of all, I'm suspicious of my colleague."


"No, it's nothing."

Chung-Myung grinned and lifted the bottle.

"By the way, Upper Lord, you drink better than I thought."

"Ha ha ha. Merchants can't make money if they can't drink. Feel free to carry it. I can do a masterpiece for you.""Hehe. Thank you."

Hwang Dae-in laughed.

"Wouldn't it be an honor to be able to masterpiece with the famous Hwasan Divine Dragon at the Cheonhabi Festival!"


"Wow, that reputation is now shaking the Dead Sea! Isn't it that your name is being talked about every single day in the castle?"


"Ah, the world's best sword! The sword of future generations! And the wasan sword of the day!"


As Hwasan's disciples were dying of old-fashioned tricks, Chung-Myung was spending a happy day melting into the entertainment of a 50-year-old merchant.

……and don't even know what's going on with Hwasan.