"What the hell are you doing?"
Just as Hwasan's disciples were about to rush into Songwon, Chung-Myung waved his remaining hand.
"That's enough, that's enough. Calm down."
"I'm sure you have something to check."
Then, he grinned and stared at Song Won, who was grabbing his hand.
"How's it going? Are you done checking?"
Song-won looked at Chung-Myung's face and his hands alternately with a subtle eyes.
Then he let go of his hand and leaned back deeply.
"Excuse me. I was rude because I thought it was good to be certain. Please forgive my rudeness."
"The Lord of the Palace must be happy. Such a meticulous person is in charge."
Song-won looked at others and said,
"If you have any inconvenience, please let me know. Call me as I promised and I'll show you around."
"Yes, thank you."
When Baek Cheon answered as a representative, Song-won peeked around the room once again and stepped down.
Chung-Myung smiled at the door that Songwon closed. Baek Cheon and other disciples swarmed and asked.
"Why are you holding my hand all of a sudden?”
"You said you were hurt.”
"It's a trick.”
Chung-Myung shrugged instead of answering in detail.
'You're a tough guy.’
Anyone else would have been hit by the number of Songwon.
He seemed to be a man of caution.
After all, Baek Cheon, who thought the situation had been sorted out, looked at the death penalty with a stiff face.
Everyone paid serious attention to him.
"It's true that they suspected us anyway."
"Don't forget that this place is out of town and watch your manners."
"Don't let it get to you.….”
Feeling his hand on his shoulder, Baek Cheon turned his head reflexively. Chung-Myung was smiling brightly.
He picked his ear a couple of times and blew it with his mouth.
"I saw a strange sight yesterday.”
"Someone closed the window looking at me?"
He has a good memory.
* * *
That's right away.
Songwon's face as he walked down the hall was seriously stiff.
Is it an illusion?
You can't hide your body shape even if you wear a mask. The body shape of the pleural fluid was clearly very similar to that of Chung-Myung.
There was no sound in the body.’
Those who are dealing with the tingling of the height of an ice bag must have a tingling sound in their bodies. No matter how neat he was, it was impossible to relieve that energy in half a day.
But when I held his hand and checked, there was no small note in the body of that Chung-Myung.
"At that age, keep the palace's attack intact, and clear the yin...….’
It's not the Hwasan Divine, it's supposed to be the Hwasan Musin is the only way to do it.
So in common sense, that Chung-Myung could never be a pleural fluid.
Song-won slightly frowned, shaking his head at Suha, who looked suspicious.
'What's on the line?’
The opponent's body was as clean as ever. There was no doubt.
Nevertheless, it is because of the attitude of the other person that makes me feel uncomfortable.
"If anyone is in a position to be investigated in a foreign bingo, they should show minimal fear or discomfort.’
However, the opponent was very confident. As if Songwon knew what to do in advance and prepared."…...I don't know if it's too much to think."
Songwon peeked around the room where the mundos of Hwasan live.
He looked straight ahead and hurried again.
* * *
"Don't laugh, if you don't want to die."
Jo-Gol clenched his teeth desperately as he saw a bump on Baek Cheon's head. My swollen cheeks were about to burst because I was holding back my laughter, but if I laughed more here, I would really die from being beaten.
I didn't want to be buried in this faraway snow country.
"Let's keep talking."
"Yes. Private lodging……(sighs) (sighs) (sighs) (sighs)
Baek Cheon looked up at the ceiling with empty eyes.
What the hell are you struggling to get?
"Hey, hey. Don't do it. We're going to take you on board."
"Oh, don't do that!"
It was only a little while before the true Baek Cheon sighed and asked Chung-Myung.
"So…… you didn't seem too close to him?"
Baek Cheon frowned at Chung-Myung's words.
"I don't understand. According to Hanyi Myeong, it's the North Sea Ice Palace that attracted Mahkyo.”
"But they respect each other? Is that possible?”
Chung-Myung replied in a nonchalant way.
"Is there any reason you can't?”
"It's about bringing in external enemies to hit internal enemies, which has happened many times in history. But you don't have to be close to the outside world."
"…is there no point in having a relationship if the conditions are right?"
Chung-Myung nodded lightly.
Baek Cheon muttered to himself. Surely I understand that part. But it turned out to be something else.
"If the conditions are right, it means that Mahkyo has something to gain from here, too."
"I thought the horseman was trying to take control of the Bing-go and turn the Bing-go into Jay's horseman. But if it's not, what the hell is he aiming for here?"
Chung-Myung grinned at Baek Cheon's question.
"I don't know."
Baek Cheon's face, which was so serious, was squinted.
"Is Sasook an idiot? Why would I come here if I knew that? I would have just told Shaolin to take care of it."
"Did you get hit and you're losing your head?"
I don't know if I've got a bad head, and I think my head is definitely steaming.
"...That's enough. I'm a fool to ask you."
"You know it well."
Finally, a feverish Baek Cheon was about to have a seizure when Dang-Soso quickly intervened in their conversation.
"Isn't Markyo trying to get something from the Bingo?"
"Magyo was originally based in the south of the Middle East. There must be a purpose for them to come all the way to the North Sea. Otherwise, there's no reason to come to this barren place. There must be a lot of places nearby that don't have the influence of the midfield.”
Baek Cheon nodded in agreement.
"Well, I think so, too."
At that moment, Chung-Myung clapped his hands and jumped up.
"Oh! That's right!"
"Document! I've got the paperwork! White!"
When Chung-Myung shouted, Baek-ah, who was crouching in the blanket, poked her head out.
"That! Where's the paper?”
When Chung-Myung asked, Baek-ah nodded quickly a couple of times and ran toward the window. Then he opened the clasp of the window casually and went out.
asked Baek Cheon, who stared blankly at the process that had happened in an instant."……Are those shackles open?
"They say it's a creature."
It was Baek Cheon who wondered what Dambi would do to become a creature, and why he would become smart when he became a creature.
'Anyway, there's nothing normal.’
The window that had closed then opened again. A white child with a pile of paper in her mouth came inside.
I think he just opened the window with his hand.’
………No. Let's be reasonable.
Whether the spirit was a spirit, Baek-ah did not bring the papers in her mouth to Chung-Myung but handed them over to Baek Cheon.
This was proof that he was really smart.
"……what is this?"
"It was in the palace room. I've got it for you've got it! Hehe!"
Baek Cheon smiled delightedly, looking at the qualities that looked so proud.
'What a proud man to say that he stole.’
You're a primitive man.
What the hell are you going to do with Hwasan? What the hell!
But stealing is stealing, and it had to be looked at.
Leaving Do-ho once in his mind, he soon began to look at the papers with serious eyes.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The document passed quickly.
After a quick glance at it all, Baek Cheon grinned.
"How did you get away with the people of the Bingo yesterday?"
"Didn't I explain that?"
Chung-Myung put pressure on his shoulder as if he had bitten well.
"These bastards stick like leeches and bother people. So I cut a hole in that lake and hid it down and got out of it!"
"…down the lake?"
"Sure! I'm the only one who can show that kind of wit for a moment. No matter how meticulous they are, they can't search under a frozen lake! You're smart, aren't you?
Chung-Myung proudly stretched out his belly.
Baek Cheon smiled even more brightly.
"Under the lake?"
"I thought it was freezing.”
"You mean you're in the water, right?"
"Why do you keep asking? Don't you understand this?"
"Uh. I don't understand. You mean you got the documents as much as you could and then you took them into the water?"
Baek Cheon threw the papers in his hand at Chung-Myung and scattered them.
"Hey, you crazy bastard! You can't go into the water with the ink paper! It's been wiped clean! Clear and clean as your head!"
Chung-Myung snatched a pile of paper and quickly looked over.
"……This shouldn't be the case."
The clear and transparent water in the North Sea turned even the paper inside it into very clear and transparent.
"……I've been through a lot of trouble.…?”
Chung-Myung, who was reeling as if he had lost his mind, trudged to the front of the brazier and lit the fire.
"What are you doing?"
"It's cold in my heart, so I'm going to warm up."
Baek Cheon pressed down on his prickly temple and asked.
"……so did you get anything else?"
"Do you think you'
"…I should not talk to you."
Baek Cheon grabbed his head with one hand and screamed. I touched the spot where I was beaten by Chung-Myung.
"I'm telling you, it's not working."
Then Dang-Soso, who stole the paper from Chung-Myung, shouted as if he had found something.
"Sasook! We still have the word Bingjeong here.”
"Yes, Bingjeong, this is a mountain...… well, I think it's calculated."
In the light, Dang-Soso stuttered a word. Then Chung-Myung, who was sitting weak, turned his head.
"Oh, right! I heard the court lady talking to the elder, and it seemed like the marchers were asking for ice.""An ice boat?"
"Yeah. I thought you said it was hard to meet the demand because it was too much."
"……Magyo demands an ice cap?"
Baek Cheon wrapped his chin in agony.
"Then maybe it's not because of his feelings with the midfield, but because of his lack of goods.”
Hye Yeon, who was listening silently to their story, added an insinuation.
"Why does the horseman need ice? That's a lot to the point that even the Bingo can't handle."
"…I don't know."
Baek Cheon is stuck in his head and in agony.
Something's not working.’
As people disappear, demand large quantities of ice...….
"It seems certain that Mahyo is up to something in the North Sea.”
"I think so, Sasook."
Baek Cheon asked as he looked at Chung-Myung in the brazier.
"So what are you going to do now? Even if we gather more information, it doesn't seem easy to get more from the inside of the bingo."
"I suppose so."
"And it is not easy to find the sites of the Magitans in this wide North Sea. It's just a coincidence that we were able to find the Magitans then."
"That's right, too.
"Then there's no way."
But Chung-Myung smirked when he said there was no way.
"Why are we looking?"
"If they're doing something in the North Sea, they're probably on edge right now, so we don't have to look for them. If you make a scene, they'll find you.”
"Don't you know the word 'tacho slope'? If you touch the grass, the snake will come out on its own.”
"Yeah, and then you're usually bitten by a snake."
I think that's true...….
Baek Cheon sighed as Chung-Myung tilted his head. Then I swept my chin slightly with my fingertips.
Anyway, I understood half of it, but there's still a question left.
"So what are you going to do?"
Chung-Myung grinned as he thought of something.
"I heard they're looking for ice cream."
"But we need it, too.”
Baek Cheon was beginning to feel uneasy.
"You know what?"
Sure enough, Chung-Myung's eyes began to glisten with madness in no time.
"I'd rather set fire to the Bingo than watch my things fall to those demon cubs.”
"From now on, the ice is all mine. Anyone who touches you will die!"
Baek Cheon smiled pleasedly.
Do as you please.
at one's disposal