- If I'm surrounded by enemies, be sure to save me. If it's difficult, take even a dead body to Hwasan.
- If that doesn't work, we must send this non-payment to Hwasan.
- Don't forget, death penalty.
The only person who can do that is the death penalty. Never! Never forget!
Trembling fingertips approached the white goal. However, the fingertips, which seemed to reachable at any moment, soon stopped as if they were frightened.
I'm afraid it'll crumble the moment I touch it.
I'm afraid it's going to disappear like a fantasy.
Here you are.
Here you are.
My priest, how lonely you were in this dark place.
Chung-Myung stammered his forehead with trembling fingertips, as if he were speechless. As soon as he felt the rough and cold sensation, he was surprised and pulled out, but soon after, he carefully stroked the white goal again as if touching the baby again.
I... I came too late.
How long have you been waiting? How long have you been waiting in this cold place?
Forgive me, Chang Jin.
Forgive this ugly death penalty that has finally come to you.
The hand groping the cheek of the backbone seemed to be smoothing the living person.
Why do people find out only after they lose them? How can he be so foolish?
Chung-Myung's jaw trembled. When I lowered my eyes, I saw clothes that had faded and disappeared halfway. The bones you see inside are blackened everywhere.
Even walking at the last minute wouldn't have been easy.
You would have come all the way here, rolling and crawling desperately when you couldn't stand it.
I'm not afraid of death. It's all good to die.
There is one thing that must be left behind.
Where no one in the world can find it. Where only Hwasan's disciples can find it.
That's where I have to leave it somehow.
Like a thread, he would have cut down the rest of his life, dug up oysters, and died recalling those who would come to this place one day.
Now that I can't go back to Hwasan, at least where I can think of him...…so alone and alone.
You've been waiting, haven't you?
You thought I was coming, didn't you?
Your death penalty.
Chung-Myung's eyes finally looked at something that looked inside the hem. No, I looked, but I didn't.
I don't see anything. This is because the view that has been thrown into disorder has become blurred.
I bit my lips and closed my eyes tightly. The overflowing sorrow flowed down my cheeks. It was not until so long before Chung-Myung opened his eyes and stared at what I had to find reasonably.
a single book of non-payment
It's something that I didn't take away from my body for a moment until the moment when Chung Jin was dying.
A self-deprecation period, plum blossom screening.
Stares at the book with trembling eyes. Although much clouded by the years, the sleek handwriting still caught my eye. Chung-Myung's unbearable groans came out of his mouth.
Lord of Jahan.
I can't even show this to the death penalty.
Oh, it's a figment that only Hwasan's master craftsman can learn! Go away! Before you rip it open!
Yes, of course I should keep it. I just have to protect my guard, and the death penalty is to protect me.
- Don't worry. I'll protect this emergency even if I die. That's the way I protect Hwasan.Yeah. You protected yourself.
Chung-Myung grabs the floor.
"I couldn't do that. I'm……."
Forgive me. Please forgive this ugly death penalty.
Chong Jin아……. Chong Jin아.
Chimmy's sadness is so great that she can't breathe. The front kept getting blurry.
Everything I had endured flowed out of my neck and poured down.
He stretched his trembling hand forward, carefully hugging the white bone, which has now become too small.
Chung-Myung buried his forehead on the shoulder of the backbone, hugging Ho Gong so awkwardly that he could not even touch it.
Huge feelings burst out as I weighed on my chest. I can't say anything.
Let's beat feet.
Let's go back together.
Now that I'm here. Let's go back to Hwasan together, Chang Jin.
I'm sorry I'm so late.
So let's go back to Hwasan now.
There are still things you left there. The things you wanted to leave behind are breathing.
It was more of a convulsion than a sob.
With his mouth squeezed in, the emotions that he had blocked came out.
You were right. I didn't leave anything behind.
But the people you tried to protect were still there. As you say, embrace the things you left behind.
So let's go back.
The place you kept. Where you wanted to go so badly.
Baek Cheon, who was watching Chung-Myung burst into tears as if he had lost his tongue, turned his head without seeing any more.
Before I knew it, the priests who came down together and saw the scene seemed speechless when they saw Chung-Myung and their ancestors who had long faded away.
For a hundred years....’
In this narrow, dark cave...….
Baek Cheon gently closed his eyes.
Digging a hole this big would have been possible because it had left the enemy's eye for a moment, meaning it could have tried to escape.
Nevertheless, the ancestors chose to hide in places where the enemies could not find them, instead of venturing with remaining power.
Instead of risking one's life, one day I'll make sure to pass on the body's pay to Hwasan.
How the hell did he end up in this dark, cold place, Baek Cheon couldn't even guess.
But at least now I could see what he was supposed to do.
When Baek Cheon winked quietly, the disciples, who understood the intention, stepped left and right to create a space.
Hwasan's disciples began to bow in unison.
It was a more reverent gesture than ever. With respect for our ancestors and respect for the warrior who carried out his will to the last minute.
One more time.
After two bows, Baek Cheon slowly rose from his seat.
And slowly approached Chung-Myung. This time Yoo-Esul didn't stop Baek Cheon either.
Baek Cheon carefully grabbed Chung-Myung by the shoulder.
The moment I touch my hand, I feel a tremor. His shoulders, which had always been proud, were trembling to the point where he was afraid to grab them.
Baek Cheon, who sighed quietly, carefully told Chung-Myung.
"Shouldn't we bring him to Hwasan as soon as possible?"
"It's so cold and lonely here. Let's go to Hwasan, Chung-Myung. My forefather would want it, too."
Only then did Chung-Myung nod slightly.
After carefully placing the white goal, I slowly took off my coat. Then I spread out my undressed clothes and laid them on the floor.Then, he looked at the white goal without saying a word for a long time.
Baek Cheon, who guessed why Chung-Myung was not moving, pressed down on his shoulder.
"I'll do it."
But Chung-Myung shook his head slowly.
"I have to...….I have to do it, Sasook."
It wasn't the voice of Chung-Myung he knew.
Baek Cheon had no choice but to nod and take a step back again this time. Chung-Myung then blanked out for a long time and reached for the white goal more slowly.
"Okay, let's go back, Chang Jin."
You wanted to keep going back. So let's go back now.
Chung-Myung, who grabbed a white goal as if touching his injured cheek, slowly lifts it up. I felt a slight resistance at the fingertips.
In the end, Chung-Myung, who bit his lips tightly, closed his eyes and gave more strength to the hand that grabbed the white goal.
The white bone, which was rattling small, fell off the neck.
After touching the hair over and over again, he carefully moved it over the jacket he had let go of.
Chung-Myung, who removed each white bone that seemed to be scattered on the floor and moved it onto his coat, carefully wrapped it up with his own clothes.
I know it's frustrating, but hang in there.’
Chung-Myung picked up the scaffold on the floor. Then he approached and held out the guard to Baek Cheon.
"Take care of yourself."
"This is what private accommodation should do.”
Baek Cheon looked at the old guard and nodded. I can't guess all of the intentions, but Chung-Myung's words must mean something.
He also took off his coat and carefully wrapped the guard.
Chung-Myung nodded slightly and turned around to hold Chung Jin's remains and put them around his shoulder. His gaze suddenly touched the inscription on the wall. I shouldn't have laughed.
'Anyway, you're not being cool.’
If it's the last word left in the world, I'll pretend to be in moderation.
Let's go now. Where you wanted to go so badly.
Chung-Myung looked up and looked at Hwasan Ogum.
"Let's go back."
Everyone nodded slowly at the words that finally came out.
Yoon-Jong was the first to step back, but then Baek Cheon's horse grabbed him and pulled him up.
"Look at it clearly…"…remember."
Everyone had a very deep view of the cave in their eyes.
"Here was the soul of Hwasan."
It is not the highest honor in the world that protected Hwasan, nor the reputation of the highest inspection.
It is the will that remains here to protect Hwasan.
What they should not forget. All they have to carry on is here.
Hwasan's disciples, who engraved everything in front of them, turned one by one with a stiff face.
So finally, Chung-Myung, who was left alone in the cave where Yoo-Esul and Baek Cheon had escaped, looked around the dark area with his sunken eyes.
The empty burrow depicted the image of Chong Jin in memory.
He would have dug a hole, built a wall with a history, and squeezed out all the power to sit on his feet.
Did you laugh?
Yeah, I'm sure it was you.
- I leave the back to you. The d*mn death penalty.
The playful voice of Chung Jin, who smiled brightly, seemed to be heard in his ears.
I know. You can't trust me. I'm that kind of guy.But…….
What you said, what you asked.
What I'm supposed to do.
Chung-Myung slowly approached the wall. Standing silently, he looked at the stone wall engraved with the last words of Chong Jin, and raised his hand for a while.
The sound of a hard stone wall scratching echoed in the same blood.
After a while, Chung-Myung lowered his hand and turned away as he looked at the stone wall. He pulled himself out through the passage and soon after, a pile of dirt poured out and the passage was completely closed.
The cave is now completely dark.
There will now be no light seeping into this place.
But one day, the years will go by so many times.… If someone finds this place where animals who have found a place to rest dig burrows or where they have been cut by the wind and rain, they may be able to see the inscriptions on the stone walls.
Even though my body sleeps here,
My heart is with far-off Hwasan.
Chong Jin, the 13th disciple of the Hwasan faction.
What was left of Hwasan's soul?
I'm getting it back to Hwasan.
Chung-Myung, the 13th largest disciple of the Hwasan faction.
Words that no one can understand, those words.