"Thank you so much!"
Rama monks, who had been diligently preparing, smiled at the greetings of Hwasan's disciples who had finished preparing first.
"You must be ready to leave."
"……I wasn't ready for anything."
Baek Cheon smiled with a slightly coy face. There was no need to unpack because it was a tent for the Rama monks, and all I did was pack roughly. All I packed was enough water.
"Thank you very much for your warm welcome to our tired guests."
"Don't mention it."
Rama-seung, called Cha-in, joined together on behalf of others.
"Then be careful...….”
It was then.
Back Cheon looked back at the sudden sound. Chung-Myung was pulling the load out of the cart.
What's wrong with him all of a sudden?
Everyone looked at the sheep he was doing with curious eyes. Chung-Myung pulled out a large bag of grain from the top and swung it and put it down in front of Ramaseung.
"……What is this?”
"It's just a bunch of stuff. Have it on your way."
Baek Cheon's eyes widened. That's not all. Other Hwasan's disciples also opened their mouths so wide that their jaws almost fell out.
Oh, my God.
I can't believe Chung-Myung gave mine to others.’
Did the sun rise from the west?
Of course, it's not that Chung-Myung didn't do much to others. From time to time, really from time to time, there were times when I took mine off.
But it's a story about when you can benefit from taking mine off, or when your opponent is a really tough underdog.
What good will it do for Chung-Myung to give to the Lamar monks of Podalab Palace, who are not sure if they will meet again in their lives?
"It's okay, you don't have to…….”
Chung-Myung looked at the Great Fire, clearing the tent.
"Based on the size of your luggage, you don't seem to have brought much food, but you should have something to eat on your way back. It's not like we're going to be given a citation in this grassland. And……."
"I don't know about grown-ups, but I'm sure they'll eat plenty."
Cha-in, who heard that, smiled with a slightly embarrassed face.
"Then I'll take it with thanks."
Chung-Myung tilted his head at the sight of his disciples, who opened their mouths wide, as he returned swinging.
"…Are you sick?"
"Let's go to Hwasan quickly. You're going to be in big trouble."
"The death penalty! I'll give it a try!"
No, these things?
Chung-Myung looked up, but Baek Cheon reached out and opened his eyes wide up and down.
"…I think my eyes are fine…"….”
"What's wrong with your eyes?"
"When you lose your mind, your eyes change.”
Chung-Myung sighed with a resigned face.
"……Yes, play with it and just put it where it is."
d*mn it, you guys.
At that time, Bansol Rama, who was organizing the tent, led the Great Fire and other llamas to see them off.
"Oh my, Bahn Meh Hum."
Bansol Rama, who left his six-word statement, grinned.
"It's a long way to Jungwon, so please take a look."
"I'll only be a chief. I hope you stay on your way."
Baek Cheon was greeted as a representative and took a deep shot.
Hawasan's disciples clung to the cart one by one to the cart. Last but not least, Hye Yeon headed for Bansol Rama.
"It's a shame that I didn't have enough time to ask for teaching."
Bansol Rama said with a soft smile.
"There's an illegal act on the road, what good would it be to say something of a man who didn't realize it. The road may be different, but the same place we're trying to go is not enough?""I'll keep that in mind."
Hye Yeon bowed to him once again and turned away. When Hye Yeon joined, the cart started moving slowly.
"See you next time!"
Everyone greeted vigorously and pushed the cart. Climbing on top of a high pile of luggage, Chung-Myung looked down at the Great Fire with his arms folded.
Sure enough, a big fire with an expressionless face was still staring at him.
- How come....
Chung-Myung, who had been pouting for no reason, turned his head. A cart carrying him began to move far across the meadow.
Bansol Rama, who was watching the cart move away in an instant, sang a song. As he began to memorize the song, other llamas all memorized along.
The eyes of Bansol Rama, who blessed those who closed their eyes and moved away, turned to the Great Fire.
The child's deep eyes dared not even guess what was inside.
"What are you looking at, my teacher?"
At the low question, the big fire, which looked at the cart silently, closed its eyes and joined hands.
"A thorny path."
"A thorny path that will lead to fear of victory. I saw darkness that didn't shine."
Then, he left his sincere words and muttered with a meaningless face.
"He's like a candle that burns himself to light up the darkness. But seconds will eventually extinguish the wick."
"I hope there are people who will light him up."
As he closed his eyes and watched the Great Fire enter the battlefield, Bansol Rama let out a low voice.
It was because he remembered the words he had left before the great fire of his predecessor entered the building.
- The devil will return. The devil who cries in the river of anguish...…. If we don't stop him, the world will be colored with darkness without a speck of light.
Bansol Rama's heavy gaze followed a cart that was now far beyond sight.
'Lighten up the darkness.’
One, can you light up the darkness that will color the world alone?
"Again, again, anguish."
He shook his head and bowed to the Great Fire.
"Let's go. It's a long way."
Before I knew it, the great fire, which returned to the face of the child, turned quietly.
"I feel like I'm getting something very pious."
"Isn't that right, boarding house?"
Jo-Gol responded quickly to Baek Cheon's words while pulling the cart.
"It definitely felt a bit different. A man of high virtue seems to clear people regardless of their path."
Jo-Gol was a little more excited than usual, apparently impressed by Bansol Rama.
Apparently, he was dedicated to evaluating others, but now he was speaking with a reminder face.
"The Sae-Oe-O-Gung I've seen so far is a bit unique, so I thought Podalab would be the same."
"…Isn't that the problem with other palaces?"
Beast Palace was a place that could not be said to be ordinary to say the least, and unlike the North Sea Ice Palace, it was a strange place.
However, Podalab Palace felt like a place where those who were truly inquiring for illegal activities gathered, contrary to public rumors that the mysterious monks were gathered.
"How is it so different...….”
"I know. It's the same Buddhist script.….”
Everyone's eyes crept on Hye Yeon.
Then Hye Yeon's face quickly heated up.
"Ba, don't insult the room leader! It's just different paths and directions. It is the virtue of the world to build up self-discipline, but it is the virtue of the world to guide and lead many people!"Baek Cheon murmured as he looked at Hye Yeon, who wrapped the room with a red face and an angry voice.
"…I didn't say you were the head of the room."
"I know……. You must have thought that monk Hye Yeon was a little different inside."
"We were talking about monk Hye Yeon.….”
Hye Yeon, who unintentionally cursed the room master, grabbed their hearts and shook them with a bewildered face.
"What am I saying?….”
Jo-Gol, who was pulling the cart next to him, reached out and patted his shoulder.
"It's all right, monk."
"Right, it's different.”
"I'll tell Sorim."
Hye Yeon's eyes are wet with moisture.
It's a pain in the ass, and I can't discipline myself because of these harnesses. When Buddha was cultivating the barley tree, he said that the harnesses interfered with the cultivation.
"Amitabha! Amitabha! Amitabha! Back off, you bastards!"
"Don't have to say no to it and turn it off straight."
Chung-Myung, who climbed on top of his luggage, lay back listening to the conversations of his students.
Normally, I would have stepped in and laughed, but the words I heard last night or the conversations I had with the Lama monks kept circulating in my head.
Chung-Myung, who looked up at the sky lying down, soon smiled.
'I don't know what you're talking about again.’
Who cares, d*mn it.
I don't know if a virtuous good man can understand the deep meaning of Bansol Rama, but Chung-Myung was not very close to Donnie's what to do from the start.
And this is not what matters to him now.
We need to raise Hwasan and strengthen the alliance to stop Heavenly Demon, who might be doing something right now.
It's enough to worry about it afterwards.’
Chung-Myung, who had neatly organized his mind, jumped up and shouted.
"Even if a snail crawls, it will be faster than this! Can't you pull it faster? Why are you so slow now that I don't have snow piled up!"
"……there's a real piece of crap."
"Don't say that, Sasook. If you see him, he'll run away. Where are you going to put the harness on him?"
Chung-Myung grinned brightly as he watched the babbling disciples of Hawasan.
"Do you want me to show you what Magani is?"
Chung-Myung jumped off the pile and sat on the front of the cart.
"It must have gotten a little easier to hear you chatter."
"It's all training. It shouldn't be easy. If it's easy, what kind of training is that? The harder it is, the better!"
"What, what are you going to do...….Argh! You son of a b*tc*!"
At the moment, the cart became heavy.
Back Cheon, unable to control his running power even though the cart stopped, shrieked at the handle. Besides, the sound of pain broke out here and there.
"Oh, my! My ankle is breaking, my ankle!"
"That crazy guy again!"
There was madness in Chung-Myung's eyes.
"Training! Training again! How can you survive in such a weak state of affairs? I'll make your body twice as hard until you get to Hwasan! Run!"
"You son of a b*tc*!"
"What are ghosts doing, man? I'm not taking him away!"
Although the sound of death was pouring out like a waterfall, Chung-Myung put more effort into operating Cheon Geun-chu.
While groaning under the weight, Hwasan's disciples and Hye Yeon dragged the cart as hard as they could.The important thing is for Hwasan to be stronger.
The tide is coming.
It was only one's power to be able to protect oneself from the difficult times. Whasan should be much stronger than he is now, no matter what he does.
So am I.
In the past, he had to risk his life dealing with the bishop while he could have dealt with it alone. In addition, he was helped by other death penalty.
In this condition, there is no way to deal with the true bishops of Marism, and furthermore, Heavenly Demon.
"You have to be stronger. More than now."
When Chung-Myung muttered quietly, the death penalty peeked back. But Chung-Myung, already deep in thought, didn't seem to feel their eyes.
Everyone who looked at each other's faces grabbed the cart's handle so tightly that their hands were white as if they had made up their minds.
"Let's get to Hwasan in one go!"
"For God's sake, it's training! Training!"
Everyone who did this began to pull the cart with all their might. The ship was heavier than before, and the ship raced faster on the meadow than before.
The white land crosses the North Sea, and the yellow land crosses the grassland to the end of the horizon.
Where they left.
A place where even the carved cliffs are warm.