"…You mean Yakson's marriage squad, the most famous and faithful man in the world?”
Im Sobyong's eyes were a serious glow.
He began to stutter for the first time, as if he had oil on his tongue.
"Well, I mean, the...…do you mean that Hwasan has the Yakson's marriage party, which no one in the world has ever saved?"
Then Chung-Myung, who was silent for a moment, turned his head and looked at Baek Cheon and asked.
"Huh? Am I not supposed to say this?”
When Baek Cheon opened his mouth wide and couldn't say anything, Chung-Myung smiled awkwardly at Im So-yong again.
"Oh, keep this a secret for now. It's not something people should know."
Im Sobyong alternately looked at the Hwasan disciples in front of him with a bewildering look.
You're saying it's true? It's not a lie?’
His grip on the chair gave him strength.
'Then at the Sword Gun... '….’
How surprised were you to hear that Yakson's tomb was found?
He would have run right away if he could. But then he happened to be in a living quarters at the end of the midfield, and when he heard the news, the KEDO had already been completed.
When I heard that everyone who ran into me didn't find anything, I finally relieved my disappointment.
"You've deceived the world.”
"Hehe. It's not that I didn't say anything to deceive you."
At Chung-Myung's words, Im Sobyong nodded slightly and leaned back on the chair.
"So what do you want to say?”
"Well, it's simple. I'd like to count this as a single unit.”
Im Sobyong smirked.
"Do you know what my illness is?"
"Yes, I know."
Im Sobyong stared at the master in front of him with a curious eye.
Chung-Myung has never had a crush on him. Although his ignorance is on the high side, the true vein is not something you can see with your eyes, but you have to feel the energy.….
He was lost in thought and opened his eyes for a moment.
"Come on, don't tell me when I hold your hand...…!”
"No, I just took a quick look at it.”
Im Sobyong buried himself in a chair with a sullen face again.
"Well, where did you...….”
"I'm not selling drugs. I really know. That pale complexion, the yin on the forehead, the cough that coughs like lung disease, and bright hair and radiant radish!"
"There's only one disease with these symptoms! Vertebral vein!”
Im Sobyong raised his eyes as if surprised again. Chung-Myung smiled triumphantly.
"I told you so, aren't I?"
"……I don't think so?"
The eyes of the two were intertwined in Ho Gong.
"…That can't be true.”
Chung-Myung tilted his head with a frown.
'It's weird. The symptoms are too accurate to say no.’
Im Sobyong's body shook up and down just in time for a burst of coughing. He put down his handkerchief, which he had covered his mouth, and laughed bitterly.
"Would I still be alive if I were a puice vein in the first place?"
"Oh, that's true."
Chung-Myung nodded convincingly.
Vertebral vein refers to a disease in which the nine most negative blood in the human body is naturally blocked. The person caught in this disease has a brilliant head and outstanding radish because of the warped blood loss, but the warped blood loss does not exceed twenty.
"Then it's not real, is it?""Yes."
"Oh, I thought you were right."
Chung-Myung looked back at Baek Cheon again, smacking his lips.
"…What should I do when things get mixed up?”
Baek Cheon's eyes and mouth cramps.
I really wish I could die. For real.'
You're a primitive man.
Why are you picking on me for getting off at Hwasan? Why!
When Baek Cheon didn't answer, Chung-Myung smiled awkwardly and scratched his back. Im Sobyong sighed and opened his mouth.
"Oh, wait, wait! Don't tell me! Let me guess!"
Chung-Myung's eyes glistened with desire to win.
"The symptoms are similar to those of the vascula, but they're still alive! Then... about a seven-syllable.
"Or the tricellular vein?"
Baek Cheon's face began to turn red.
"If it's not that, then yes!"
Unheard, Baek Cheon screamed.
"You son of a b*tc*! That's not gonna work! Why are you making things without any certainty...….”
But at that moment Im Sobyong jumped out of his seat as if surprised.
"Oh, you got it right!”
Baek Cheon's eyes were on Im Sobyong.
"...You got it right?”
You got it right?
All the drive in the world disappeared from Baek Cheon's eyes.
Regardless, Im Sobyong nodded in real admiration.
"You are indeed the Hwasan Divine Dragon."
"Hehe, what? It's normal."
When Baek Cheon's shoulders drooped, Yun-Jong comforted him and shook his head silently.
"Calm down, Sasook. It's not like you've been through it once or twice."
"……It's not like I've been through it once or twice."
"He's right, too."
Im Sobyong opened his mouth scratching his head with a fan while Baek Cheon was seriously agonizing over what life is.
"To be exact, it's a joint and a half-syllable vein."
"……Is it okay to do that, not to weigh it in the field?”
Im Sobyong kindly answered Baek Cheon's question.
"It depends on how clogged your blood is, so if nine are blocked, it's a vascula; if three are blocked, it's a trisectiona; and if two and a half are blocked…….”
I felt like my head would go weird if I listened to it more.
Im Sobyong laughed bitterly at Baek Cheon's response.
"So the peak of the ternary vein is the ternary vein, and the weakest is the ternary vein, and I'm in a better position than the ternary vein. Two large blood vessels are completely blocked, and one is half blocked."
"……That's a very awkward disease."
"That's what I'm saying."
Im Sobyong distorted his face.
"It's too much of a side effect to ignore, but there's no way to fix it, and...….”
Chung-Myung listened and helped.
"Anyway, life expectancy is reduced again."
"So is he."
Chung-Myung's eyes shone as Im Sobyong nodded gently.
"That's better. I'm not sure I can fix it with a co-conspiratory organization, um...…. No, a joint and a half-syllable…….”
"Let's just go with the joint vein."
"Yes, I'm sure you'll be able to fix it with a joint vein.”
Im Sobyong is lost in thought.
I'm in the mix.
A limp is simply not treatable. Because most colonies are a means to advance the military, not a means of healing.
However, the Honwon group differs from such a common shrine.
The Honwondan was not created by Mufa, but by Yakson, who was called Hwata's Advent. As the word "marriage" means, it is a drug called the most effective in recovering a broken body."If it's definitely a marriage party...….’
If Chung-Myung's words were true, it was definitely worth talking about.
"…But, well, I don't really need a marriage party right now. It's a little uncomfortable, but...….”
"I'm Sobyong," squinted Im Sobyong. Then Chung-Myung looked at him with strange eyes.
"Well, let's get rid of each other's uselessness."
"It's a little weird. To me, greenling is said to follow my skills, but he hides his identity and puts himself in front of me...…. I wouldn't do such a nuisance.”
"My taste is a bit like that."
"I don't think you're the one who's going to be bothered by your taste."
Im Sobyong stared silently at Chung-Myung.
But Chung-Myung grinned at the pressure in his eyes.
"The reason is simple, if you think about it. It's not that I don't reveal it, it's that you don't reveal it. Those bandits will not accept King Green Lim, who is suffering from lung disease. Even if there's no rebellion, the solidarity will surely weaken. Isn't it?"
Im Sobyong sat with his legs crossed and started fanning gently.
"That's an interesting interpretation. There's a reason."
Chung-Myung shrugged and continued.
"There's no way that I'm dissatisfied with King Greenlim because I'm fighting with all the people now, but when things calm down, the story will change. Um... Wait a minute, did you start a war with all the people? To turn your eyes out?"
Im Sobyong, who folded the fan, tapped his head with the end.
"I asked you to break up just by looking at your face, but you're bringing a knife to see what's inside your stomach."
"Well, I can see it'
"People didn't know it was obvious."
Im Sobyong sighed deeply.
"So what do you want? If you're going to come in here and shake off your hands, I don't think it'll be right to let you go either.
There was a momentary chill in his eyes.
But Chung-Myung grinned back in front of the slightly ferocious momentum.
"The question is wrong. It's not us who want it, it's you."
"Hey! Get me a chair!"
At Chung-Myung's words, Jo-Gol flinched and ran to the chair, and the bug ran several times faster than that to deliver the chair.
Im Sobyong saw such a retaliation with a face of incredibility.
"What's wrong with him?"
"…It's long to explain."
Back Cheon replied weakly.
Chung-Myung sat on the chair brought by Rebellion and crossed his legs the same way.
"I don't think you know what's going on."
"You're being nice and understanding very slowly. Don't you know? I have a marriage party. A group of people alone?
"He, uh, Yakson, uh? Made with a ton of soul! Now I have the marriage fabric that's just around the corner of the world. A marriage organization that can solve all your troubles at once?"
Im Sobyong's face is starting to get distorted.
"By the way, what? What do you want? I can't make a deal with this guy. You think I don't have anywhere else to sell? Even now, there are people in line who want to buy this if you go out! The string!
Chung-Myung rubbed his forehead with an exaggerated gesture, waving his arms.
"Oh, I'm craving alcohol talking about the line. Here's a drink……."
Even before he said it, he quickly approached me and offered me a bottle of alcohol. This time, Chung-Myung was a little flustered."…Thank you."
He's a lot better than I thought.
Under the cap of the bottle, Chung-Myung drank almost as if he were pouring it in. And put the bottle down violently.
As soon as I wiped my mouth with my sleeves, a smile spread around my mouth.
"Well, so listen carefully."
Im Sobyong stared at Chung-Myung with a half-empty face.
"You need to cure the disease as soon as possible and take control of the green forest. There must be a limit to walking around pretending not to be the king of green forests. Why? The whole crowd will try to clean up the greenery first."
"I can't help but step up when the war gets fierce. By the way, I had no choice but to go out because the war got fierce, huh? King Greenlim was the lung disease.”
Im Sobyong sighed deeply.
"There must be rumors that he's still ill there. It's only one moment when the green forest breaks down. There's no way you don't know that. But you kept this situation because you couldn't help it, right?”
Im Sobyong scratched his head back. The long-grown hair was up and down at willy-nilly.
"Oh, I can't let the stamp do it.”
Chung-Myung shook his hands as if he was really excited.
"This whole thing's gonna be solved in a single coma!" Come on! It's so cool! Huh? Just one pill!"
Baek Cheon, who looked at it, smiled pleasedly.
You're selling real drugs.’
You're selling drugs.’
Chung-Myung said that Im Sobyong was lifted and released by a professional drug dealer.
Chung-Myung's hand slammed down the chair. The wind broke the handle of the chair and fell on the floor.
He, who drew attention at once, smiled and said.
"I'm not asking you what you want."
As if he had spoken passionately, Chung-Myung leaned back on his chair and crossed his legs.
"How much are you going to pay?”
Im Sobyong's blue lips trembled. Then it slowly opened.
"Bae, a million……….”
"Oh, I can't hear you.”
"One million extra for all the conditions!"
"Oh, my. If you sell it somewhere else, you'll get five million."
"Well, then two million!"
"Let's pack up, the executioners!”
"Four, three hundred! More than three hundred is impossible! Three hundred! Stamp! Please watch my situation!"
"The bandits don't seem to make any money these days. Three hundred. I'll just eat and die."
"Four, four hundred is too much...….”
The bargain continued violently. Baek Cheon and his party were bound to fall into fundamental doubt.
By the way, is there a single party left in Hwasan?’
Didn't you use it all in the last Battle of the Mannins?’
But what's he selling now?’
Can't you see it?
"You're cheating.k.a. fraud."’
Jo-Gol marveled at Chung-Myung, who is happy and happy with his legs crossed, and Im So-yong, who desperately persuades him.
Then he threw his eyes out of the window.
The Taoist is cheating on the bandit.’
Where's the lightning strike?