"…what a mountain!"
Dowon Chan, the lowercase owner of the ghost gate, flung his tongue as he climbed a steep path to the cliff.
He was not at risk of falling because he was confident that he was second to none in the world, but he was the first to climb such a steep mountain.
His sight of climbing the mountain at once suppressing his tingling legs brought a large view of warp and magnificent prose.
"……why on top of this mountain?"
It was full of things that didn't make sense, but it wasn't something that Dowon Chan had to understand.
You just have to go back to your work anyway.
He approached the prose with a determined step.
The prose of Munpa, which is usually kept closed, was wide open as if anyone were to come in. And the person who was supposed to be guarding the door didn't seem to be away.
"Can I just go in there?"
"Don't you think so?"
Dowon Chan shook his head as if he didn't understand and moved inward.
"Hello? We have business in Hwasan...…."
Something flew right next to him before he could finish talking. And stuck in a wall right next to the prose.
The wall shook loudly and spewed out dust.
"What is it?"
Dowon Chan turned his head reflexively and looked at something that knocked down the wall.
After a brief silence, a hand popped out from under the rubble of the collapsed wall.
"Oh, my God!"
Dowon Chan shook his shoulders and blinked.
"Turn it off."
Something crawled out of the wreckage...…. No, a man stared ahead with bloodshot eyes.
What is it?
……is this the wrong place?
No, I'm sure it said Hwasan on the signboard.
The man, who ran out of the wreckage, soon ran forward with his scattered hair fluttering.
Do you want me to kill you?….
But overshadowed by the momentum, he bounced back twice as fast as he had jumped.
Come on, you're gonna die if you get hit like that.
"You're crazy! Open your chest and rush in?"
Then the most grumpy voice in the world came through Dowon Chan's ears.
'These aren't some kind of joke!'
A demon was roaring in the middle of the dusty training.
"You're saying you've swung a knife, huh? Did you get a taste of my hand? Don't be so serious. I'm going to kill you! Doesn't it hurt if you get stabbed? Huh? It doesn't it hurt? Do you want me to tell you how much it hurts?"
Dowon Chan gulped down his dry mouth with a slightly tense face.
Did the Sapa storm in?
Are you fighting the devil in the bay?
But then I saw a man bravely running to the devil.
A white suit without a trace!
White hero on the forehead!
The determined face seen below the hero's case was as pure and as good as Dowon Chan's ever seen.
Isn't that the man who represents Hwasan by anyone's standards?
"Inno ooh ooh ooh ooh !!"
The warrior representing Hwasan rushed at the demon with a sword...….
But why is it a wooden sword?'
However, a black sword soon got stuck in the forehead of a warrior who was rushing in.
He seemed to have lost the power to resist, as the speed of his rush became overshadowed and hardened like a statue on the spot."Are you going to die?"
The devil's eyes are twinkling.
"Yes, yes, and the liver is out of the boat! Come on! Let's die!"
The sword was wielded with excitement.
"Waist! Waist! Waist! Waist! Head!"
Hit by a dead shot in the right flank, and finally a master...…. No, Baek Cheon, with his hair down, fell to the floor.
The scene of cramping while lying face down made me cry.
I can't believe I'm losing.'
I shouldn't have done this.….
"Shoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! You scoundrel!"
Hawasan's fighters began to storm at the demon in unison, shouting indignantly.
However, the devil's black-and-mouthed man kicked each one of each one of a time.
"You put your liver out of your stomach!"
Bite! Bite! Bite!
"Did you do something great?"
People jumped into Ho Gong like firecrackers.
The white-clad men fluttering up in Ho Gong, what is it, um...…. Like.
It's like a flower is blooming.'
It's strangely pretty.
No, this shouldn't be pretty.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Those who soared to Ho Gong crashed to the ground one by one. Those who fell on the ground cramped into tiny twitches.
What the hell is going on here?'
Dowon Chan is also a man with ears.
On the way here, I heard that the armed forces of the bay invaded Hwasan. And it was deafening to hear that the bayonets had been brilliantly repelled.
How can you dream of such achievements if you are not a world-class man or a world-class man?
Everyone was busy talking about Hwasan. While Hwasan's momentum is extraordinary all the way here, he says his return to the old file room is numbered.
Why is he being beaten up like that by one person?'
Everything that happened before my eyes was beyond Dowon Chan's common sense.
At that time, a woman with her hair tied to his eyes was seen rushing to the devil with a low voice.
I don't think so...
Without fail, a woman with a black mark stuck on her forehead flinched and collapsed.
"They're all spinning!"
No, it's not a demon, but Chung-Myung shouts with his eyes fluttering.
"Put useless power on the sword! I've told you that you'll have a gap if your movements get bigger! That's the basic tirade! Just!"
Dowon Chan closed his eyes as he saw Chung-Myung roaring like a beast.
"So, uh? The inexperienced will not die in the first battle, but in the second! People who think I know something are the first ones to die! All right, you chicks!"
You look the youngest...….
"Oh, my God. I'm dying."
"…Please, please, ghost. Please……."
At that time, I thought it would be a hundred times better for Hwasan's disciples to deal with the universal.
"……What is this?"
The demon's eyes turned towards Dowon Chan, who stood in front of the prose.
Dowon Chan, staring blankly, crumpled his neck like a turtle without even realizing it.
"Who's coming over without permission from someone else's gate? Is this a raid?"
"S, the assault?"
Dowon Chan opened his eyes wide.
Why is the development so urgent?….
"It's not even a raid. What nerve would you have to get into someone else's doorstep? Come here. Quickly."When Dowon Chan was unable to move, the demon began to approach him, nodding a sword over his shoulder.
"Now, wait a minute. I'm not saying that...…!"
It has been a long time since I threw my mind down that cliff to ask about the extortion of the command.
It's meaningful only to a person who can communicate.
He lived long enough and rolled long enough.
No, in fact, even if you didn't have experience and experience, you could see that words don't work for this young man in front of you.
"Oh, I got it. Come here."
Chung-Myung approached him as if he were a gang member in the back alley. Dowon Chan seriously thought about whether to puke without looking back.
Gye Hong rushed into the prose and blocked Dowon Chan and Chung-Myung.
"Mo, I brought you here! I told you to bring our Lord of Small Names! This is the Lord of the Lower Gate of the Ghost."
Chung-Myung's eyes alternated between Gye Hong and Dowon Chan.
"Ah………. Lowercase liquor?"
Chung-Myung nodded and strode toward Dowon Chan.
In fear of something flying, Dowon Chan unwittingly closed his eyes, raising his hand in front of his chest.
But the hand was snatched into Chung-Myung's hand.
"Oh, my God, you've come a long way!"
Dowon Chan slid open his eyes. I saw Chung-Myung holding his hand and waving his body and smiling brightly.
"I've heard a lot. Haha, give me the rumor of the ghost gate!"
He peeked at Gay Hong, but he just shook his head from side to side as if he had never done so.
"Come on, don't do this and go inside."
"Yes! You have to go to the guest house."
In my opinion, I wanted to turn around and run away immediately.
'What's the door like this?'
Neither Safa nor Man will be beaten without looking back like that.
Dowon Chan was embarrassed and at a loss. Looking at Gay Hong, he expressed his meaning with his eyes.
'I told you.'
I thought the one who failed the mission was embarrassed and made a rough case. You really didn't think there was such a thing in the world.
"Come on, here. You can come this way."
Chung-Myung dragged Dowon Chan inside.
Dowon Chan looked back with sad eyes like a cow being dragged into a slaughterhouse.
"…I know, that's what I said."
Gay Hong looked at Dowon Chan with sad eyes. Then Chung-Myung looked back and said,
"Somebody go and...…. No, why isn't he awake? Everybody's out!"
You beat it up.
Yoon-jong, who was lying on the floor and barely breathing, groaned and opened his mouth.
"…Living in private."
Baek Cheon's answer didn't come back, but Yoon-jong, who thought he'd be listening, asked.
"Are you alive, Sa-suk?"
The training floor was wet with the tears of the Hwasan disciples.
"…Yes, Lord Summoner."
"You crazy bastard!"
Dowon Chan jumped at Gay Hong and strangled him.
"What the hell made you bring me here? What the hell!"
"Cack! Cack! Come on, come on.…put it down!""What the hell are you thinking?"
Gye Hong, who managed to tear Dowon Chan's hand off, coughed.
"That's why I told you!"
"How can I believe that, that!"
Dowon Chan clasped his head with a troubled face.
I came here without much thought, but now I'm starting to worry. If you show your face properly and ask the reason of the Moon faction, Hwasan, the provincial gate, believed that he would give up the Jangmunryeongbu.
But the Hwasan he saw with his eyes didn't seem to be a place where he could connect.
I'm glad Dory doesn't say anything about it.
"Why the hell did you call us?"
But there was no room to ponder the answer to the question.
The door of the guesthouse suddenly opened and a group of people went inside.
Dowon Chan, who saw a do-it-all, just around the age of old age, rose to his feet.
Do-in smiled a little embarrassed and opened his mouth at the sight of him.
"I've done an impolite thing to keep my guests waiting. Please forgive me for my mistake."
"Oh, no. But……."
Do-in smiles brightly.
"Bondo is Hwasan's writer Hyun Jong."
"Come on, let's meet Jang Moon-in!"
Dowon Chan bowed his head violently. Inside, he was quite embarrassed.
All of a sudden, Jang Moon-in comes out?'
Of course, he is also a gossip of a literary faction.
But what kind of gatekeeper is Hwasan now? Isn't it the most famous moon pie in the midfield after defeating the bay?
I can't believe a man of letters from such a place greeted him in personally.
Understandably, Dowon Chan was strangely increasingly anxious.
"Sit down for now."
"Oh, yeah! Yeah! Long story!"
When Dowon Chan sat down, Hyun Jong sat across from him. From side to side, the people of Hwasan sat long.
Hyun Jong, who had been silent for a while, opened his mouth.
"I just heard about it. So……."
His cheek, which had put on a gracious smile, was subtly pudging.
"…You're here to find the Order of the Long Moon?"
"He, he is."
"The Order of the Long Moon?"
Hyun Jong shut up again. There was a spark in the snow.
In an English-unknown anger, Dowon Chan sat idly without knowing. At that time, an old man and Chung-Myung, who were sitting on Hyun Jong's left side, were seen slowly moving back.
It was then that anger, which seemed to be growing, exploded.
"Hey, you lunatics!"
Hyun Jong took off his shoes and threw them away.
"Now you're threatening me by stealing from someone else's doorstep. You're the masters, you bastards! Why? Why don't you set up a living quarters? And now come and talk about it! Come here! Come here!
Perhaps he was not relieved by shouting loudly, but Hyun Jong jumped up and rushed toward Chung-Myung and Hyun Young. Then the people around quickly grabbed him and hung on.
"Come on, Jang Moon-in! You have to be patient!"
"There's a foreigner! Long storyteller! Please be humble.…!"
"I've got a temper, I've got a temper! Ouch!"
Hyun Jong is shouting and Chung-Myung and Hyun Young are getting pushed to the corner.
Watching the whole scene, Dowon Chan grinned as if he had given up.
'I don't know now.'
Where am I?