Ojang Song blinked again and again.
But the reality in front of him hasn't changed a bit.
"Jeez, you lost?’
How is this possible?
This was a match that I couldn't possibly lose. If you compete with nothing, you may not know, but if you compete with speed, the Mundos of the Ghost Moon were second to none in the world.
You even ran the usual training route, but you lost to your first students here?
"How can I...….”
His disciples, who had arrived before he had even regained consciousness, took a ghost Mundo's leg in one hand and dragged him inside.
Seeing the students faint with bubbles in their mouths closed their eyes.
Fainted ghost Mundos piled up in front of the training.
Ojang Song gulped down his dry mouth.
"What took you so long?”
When Chung-Myung smirks and asks, Baek Cheon shoots life out of his eyes.
"Is that the snout? You're the one who just said that, aren't you?"
"Kill me! Really!"
"…Think of your voice. Cut it."
Hwasan's disciples, led by Baek Cheon, turned their eyes and rushed to Chung-Myung.
But this time, the results weren't that different.
Chung-Myung kicked Baek Cheon and approached Ojang Song with his tongue kicked.
Chung-Myung grinned as Ojang Song hesitated to answer.
"Why? Is there a problem?"
Ojang Song, who hesitated and opened his mouth slightly, soon shook his head and closed his mouth.
I couldn't help but see what happened to the Hawasan disciples. However, it would be nothing more than a red herring to bet on the status of her students.
"No, I'm not."
"So we won, right?”
"Where's the man you were talking to? Did we win?”
Chung-Myung grinned and shook his head. Crouching Ojang Song glared at him with a bluish red face.
He's lived enough to live for himself and has experienced all sorts of things, but I've never seen such a mean man as this son of a b*tc* who smiles and bends in front of me.
"You're not gonna say it in one bite, are you? Then I'll understand that you're actively cooperating from now on.”
Ojang Song sighed deeply.
"…I see. I can't say anything in one bite."
"Yes, I should. Then, please obey the Lord of Rumor from now on."
"…Isn't that a given?"
"Don't just say it, do it right!"
"Oh, I got it!”
Ojang Song screamed and sighed the ground to the ground. Chung-Myung grinned as he exchanged glances with Dowon Chan.
"That cow seal...….’
Dowon Chan let out a voice inside.
I wondered why he was raising his work so much, but it didn't seem like he did it without thinking.
In fact, Dowon Chan was still stuck in the limelight of his position as a low-profile politician. If he had been truly treated as a doorkeeper, the elder would not have been able to risk his return from signing himself.
However, for Dowon Chan, who is still not old enough, he couldn't help but look at Ojang Song.
Meanwhile, since Elder Oh lost the match against Chung-Myung, it was clear that he would not be able to speak as well as before.
Above all, all the Mundos of the Ghost Gate watched the outcome of this match.
He thanked Chung-Myung with his eyes.Chung-Myung, who received the gaze, also gently urged Dowon Chan with his eyes.
After reading the meaning, Dowon Chan nodded and stepped forward.
"This is a game!"
When he opened his mouth in a firm voice, everyone in the hall noticed Dowon Chan.
The response didn't return. I couldn't react to it in the first place, because it was actually itself.
"But this doesn't mean a ghost moon defeat. Ghostmoon and Hwasan have already decided to be friends. There is no need to decide whether to win or lose with a close friend.
Dowon Chan's voice resounded, full of conviction and power.
"Bring me a drink. I'll hold a banquet. And this will be where the ghost gate welcomes Hwasan as a close friend!"
"Yes, Lord of Small Words!"
Finally, a loud answer came out.
Dowon Chan smiled and looked at Chung-Myung.
"It's a little early, but how about a drink, a small stamp?"
"Come on. Ask me something. Of course…."
But before Chung-Myung could answer, someone screamed.
Looking next to Dowon Chan, Baek Cheon, Jo-Gol, and Yoon-Jong, all covered in mud, came in. Yoo-Esul and Dang-Soso had already gone to wash up.
Yoon-Jong said weakly.
"…I'll wash up for now."
Dowon Chan nodded in a somewhat solemn mood.
* * *
Baik Cheon, washed clean and fluffy, looked across the street like a knife-blade. Akso, sitting across from him, was also looking at Baek Cheon.
Hwasan's students and ghost gate students, who participated in the race, stared at each other for a long time without exchanging words.
Thanks to this, even the disciples of the other ghost gate, who had been expecting a lively and enjoyable banquet, were unable to speak properly because they were looking at each other.
After staring at Baek Cheon for a long time, Akso finally twisted the corners of his mouth to open his mouth.
"…You don't think you won, do you?"
Baek Cheon responded with a gentle look.
"I think I've won."
Akso's cheeks trembled.
"If we're really good at it, we'll...….”
"Yes, we won."
Blood vessels began to form on Akso's forehead, which quickly turned red.
No, why does he look like that and talk like that?
"…a zombie or something like that's all.
"Malko the Taoist.
Akso grabbed the back of his neck and began to flip his eyes.
"Hey, get back together! This time, I'm going to smash that leg stick!"
"Why bother when you win?"
As Akso almost looked like he was foaming, the people next to him hurriedly stopped him.
"Calm down, death penalty!"
"Isn't it a banquet hosted by the Lord of the Moon? This is going to be a disaster!"
"…Turn it off."
After hearing that, Akso barely managed to see Hwasan's disciples with a look of incomprehension.
"Are you guys still masters?"
"Why? Is there a law that says, 'Doctor should only be beaten?' If you walk in a fight, you'll beat it up."
Akso smiled in vain at the absurdity of Baek Cheon, who proudly and gracefully lined up words like that.
Are they real masters?
There's no one like this, that, and the Taoist.
Akso's eyebrows are frowned upon.
"I admit you guys won. But don't think about ignoring the ghost gate! I'm a person who gets hives when I see people who are prestigious."
"It's the same with this side.""……Huh?"
Akso tilted his head at Baek Cheon's unexpected answer.
"You're a prestigious sect, aren't you?"
Baek Cheon smirked.
"Have you heard the name Hwasan a few years ago?"
Uh... Come to think of it, it is.
Baek Cheon looked around.
"This is a good living. Once upon a time, Hwasan never dreamed of this.”
Yoon-Jong and Jo-Gol nodded and sympathized at the words.
"There's a bath.
"The food is coming out well."
Akso was dumbfounded to hear that.
What are the... beggars?
Baek Cheon waved his hand and said.
"It's up to you whether you swear or not, but don't think we've lived comfortably in a good environment. That's offensive."
Hwasan's disciples nodded. Only Dang-Soso turned his head slightly and looked away.
Baek Cheon grabbed the bottle that lay in front of him.
"By the way, the ghost gate is where we're going to have to board with Hwasan for a while to come. Let's use this for the old dregs."
Akso sighed deeply as Baek Cheon poked the bottle forward. He wasn't an idiot who didn't know what he was supposed to do.
So he finally held out the glass in front of him.
The alcohol that Baek Cheon poured over Akso's glass.
Akso, who put the glass down, took over the bottle and poured it to Baek Cheon.
"I don't really like it."
"It's the same with this side.”
Akso and Baek Cheon's eyes met in Ho Gong and sparkled.
"Let's get along!"
"Come on! Let's see!"
The two men's cups clashed violently.
Dang-Soso, who was watching the scene, sighed secretly.
I'm not a kid. I'm serious.
* * *
"The details will be explained at the top of the galaxy.”
Chung-Myung, Dowon Chan, Ojang Song, and Gay Hong sat face to face in separate seats.
"It won't be too difficult. And once again, this is definitely beneficial for ghost doors.”
Dowon Chan nodded silently.
Ojang Song was still a little prickly, but he wasn't as aggressive as before.
"A small stamp."
Just as Chung-Myung tried to explain a little more, Dowon Chan politely cut it off.
"There's nothing to worry about. Hasn't the ghost gate already decided to be with Hwasan?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't make a lot of money out of this. I felt it for sure because of this. The ghost door cannot be bigger than the way it used to be. We're with Hwasan and we're looking further away."
Chung-Myung, who was blinking his eyes, smiled pleasantly.
Dowon Chan's eyes looked quite serious.
"I'll make sure that we're in charge. So don't forget the promise that Hwasan will lead you to the ghost gate."
"Don't worry. I'm sure of that again."
Chung-Myung's face was filled with satisfaction.
We're going to start one by one.’
Munpa is not a place that consists only of the main mountain and the inner house. In the past, Hwasan expanded his influence in conjunction with many small and medium-sized clans as well as shorthand.
Of course this is just a small start. However, if this process is repeated, there will be a day when the status of the past will be restored not too far away.Dowon Chan said with a small smile.
"Tomorrow I will be officially sworn in as the doorkeeper of the Ghost Gate. Basically, you're supposed to invite visitors as well as Mundo to take over as the gatekeeper."
"So I'd really appreciate it if you could attend."
"Well, say thank you for that. Of course I should."
"Thank you again."
Dowon Chan smiled brightly.
It is not yet clear whether it is a gain or a loss to join Hwasan. But it was clear that this was an opportunity for ghost doors to never be again.
Chung-Myung turns his head slightly and looks at Ojang Song.
Ojang Song sighed and said calmly.
"I don't mean to be a pawn in my mouth. I'll do my best to cooperate in this matter. Now that we've decided to do it, the honor of the ghost gate is at stake as well."
"One thing instead."
Ojang Song gave a passionate look.
"I've heard from the Lord of Rumor that the little man is in charge of the training of his disciples. Is that true?”
"Well, that's about it."
Ojang Song shook his head as if it was still hard to believe.
The youngest distributor, Celadon Bae, teaches those who are more distributed than him.
No matter how hard it is called, the Hwasan Divine Dragon, it was so shocking.
Is this why Hwasan has recently made such a name?’
It is not bound by the laws of the past.
It's not enough to reiterate, but it would never have been easy to do that in a long-standing civil society like Hwasan.….
"If that's true, there's only one thing I want from a cattle stamp."
"Tell me how to make our Ghost Gate disciples stronger."
Ojang Song bowed deeply toward Chung-Myung. A little embarrassed by the response, Chung-Myung shook his hand quickly.
"What's wrong with you?"
"The old man bragged about his anger. But please note that all that was done solely for the disciples of the Ghost Gate. If the small seal helps us with the ghost gate, we will not hesitate to repay the favor to Hwasan, either."
Chung-Myung looked at Ojang Song with new eyes.
In fact, it is never easy to bow to a young person like Chung-Myung at that age. There may have been some problems with that way, but it was true that Ojang Song was only for ghost doors.
"Okay, raise your head. Well, that's a big deal."
Ojang Song raised his head and slightly frowned at Chung-Myung.
He'll do the same.… Chung-Myung was smiling with a very strange expression.
"Well, basically, you can train like Hwasan, but...….”
Dowon Chan and Gay Hong shivered briefly at the placid murmur.
A number of sights from Hawsan brushed past their eyes.
"The Ghost Gate has to be a combination of work and training, so it needs to be different. So what I'm going to do is...….”
While Hwasan's disciples and the doorkeepers were building friendships with alcohol and abuse, Chung-Myung on one side gave his best lecture on how to manipulate the door's disciples.
The fact that the most enthusiastic student of the lecture was Elder Ojang Song was the beginning of the misfortune that the disciples of the Ghost Moon will face in the future.
Unfortunately, I'm afraid.