Chapter - 747 Episode 747, no one can stop me! (2)



"Well, this is mutiny.”



Chung-Myung's face was twisted at will.



"Oh, my God, it's my fate. Now I'm in a situation where I can't come and go freely with my blue descendants. Oh, my God!



After complaining for a long time, he suddenly looked back at Chung Jin's grave.



"Hey, what do you think?"



The grave cannot speak. Chung Jin's grave is just still...….



"You're not answering, you son of a b*tc*? Because I'm into it?"



If Chung Jin was watching this in the ship world, he would be frothing and swearing. Of course, I'm one of the people who knows Chung-Myung the best, so I might appreciate not kicking his grave.



"Ooh! I! I...…Ooh!"



Chung-Myung couldn't express his complicated feelings in words, but only kept groaning.



After all, isn't Hyun Jong a distant descendant of him?



Although he is a long-time writer of Hwasan, it is a distribution that needs to be made flat on the floor once the plum blossoms are actually inspected.



But now, Chung-Myung can't do what he wants to do because of Hyun Jong's order, so it's weird.



"Yes, everyone's grown up.”



In the past, we were all just so naive. Chung-Myung, Chung-Myung, a song...….



"Uh……. This is creepy, too."



Chung-Myung sighed deeply.



"Yes, I like it when everyone has an opinion.…I don't think I can do what I have to do to follow all of that.….”



What else is there to do with the death penalty but cause trouble?



"What the f*ck are you? Whose side are you on?"



Ha ha ha. I'm not on your side, man.



"Oh, don't pair up!"



I'm so frustrated with just one, but now it's just the two of us!



Do I have to do good?



"Well, this isn't the problem."



Chung-Myung folded his arms.



In fact, I said it in a playful way, but this is a sensitive issue.



Do you respect Hyun Jong as a writer or lead him as a descendant?



So far, it has been moderately moderate. There was something he had to lead, but he also needed respect for the wise men who had devoted their whole lives to protect Hwasan without him.



But I had a hunch that there would be more of a clash between the two sides in the future.



"What do I do……?.”



Chung-Myung's lips twitched while looking up at the sky in agony.



"I don't know. I'll think about it later!"



He sprang up from his seat.



"Not this time. No one can stop me!"



The grassy tomb watched the scene of Chung-Myung going down in joy and joy.



* * *



"What is it?"



Why isn't it here?



"I'm sure I left it here."



Chung-Myung flicked things out of the closet. It was so simple that it was a closet with only a few clothes without clothes, so it quickly became empty after throwing things away.



"I can't believe it.”



Chung-Myung's eyes trembled.



"My, did I put it somewhere else? Are you already losing your memory? At this young age?"



It's not strange to be senile in the past life, but this body is new anyway! But I'm already forgetful.….



"Are you looking for this?"



Stroke!



Chung-Myung looked back in surprise at the sudden voice.



Familiar people, led by Baek Cheon, stood in front of the door. And the black clothes were dangling from Baek Cheon's hands."My, my nightly happiness!"



"You're the one who's going to do it. I know. This is a confiscation."



"Possession?"



Chung-Myung's eyes flashed at the unexpected remark.



Confiscated? My stuff?



The shock was beyond description, and my mouth was wide open.



It is Chung-Myung who has taken other people's things in his previous and second life, but has never taken my things away from others. What do you mean confiscation?



"Living quarters."



"Why?"



"I think Sa-sook is losing her touch now, I'm Chung-Myung."



"I know, you son of a b*tc*! It's because I know!"



Baek Cheon shouted, twisting his face.



"Covering your eyes and not even crying! The writer told me not to go, but would it be solved if I followed him in happiness, huh?"



Jo-Gol smirked as Chung-Myung looked blank and looked for something to say.



"Look, I told you this would happen."



"……Well, good job."



Yoon-Jong patted Jo-Gol on the head uncharacteristically. Then Jo-Gol's face smeared with pride.



Baek Cheon was about to spit fire out of his eyes, and Yoo-Esul, who stood by him, was also determined. Baek Cheon said sternly.



"I've tolerated whatever you've done!"



"Oh, Sasuk. That's not Yongin, I couldn't even touch my feet."….”



Squeeze.



"…No, it's Yongin. Yes, Yongin.”



When Yoon-Jong's petting hand grabbed Jo-Gol's head, Jo-Gol quickly changed his words.



"But... Not just this time! No matter how much you are, you can't ignore the orders of a long writer! You're the only one who said that if the door wave turns upside down, it'll be a mess! You're not going to take a bite out of the books, are you?”



"…I say three things.”



“…….”



No... I'm not bragging about it. You keep saying that.



"No, Sasook!"



"Why!"



"Do you really think it's going to work out without me?”



"It could be ruined."



"You know what I'm talking about. Then, Sasook will help me persuade Jang.….”



"But!"



Baek Cheon resolutely cut off Chung-Myung.



Sometimes failure is better than success. It's better for Hwasan to follow his will than to ignore what the writer says and make his own way!"



Flinch.



Chung-Myung stepped back without realizing it.



Even the world's Chung-Myung couldn't find a word to refute that perfect logic.



"Even if I lose my life for not taking you, I will not regret it!"



"Gee, really?"



“…….”



For a moment, Baek Cheon, who was speechless, clapped his lips as if he was about to say something.



Then the five swords in the back began to murmur.



I'm sure you're gonna regret it.



'Honestly, I regret it, does that make sense.'



Come on. Don't be so pretentious.….’



The celadon boats flinched and looked away as Baek Cheon turned around with bloodshot eyes.



"…Of course you'll regret it. But the fact that this choice is right remains the same! So you should give up and follow the decision of the writer.”



"Whoa……."



Yoon-Jong helped Baek Cheon.



"Yes, we'd better do what Sasook says this time."



Jo-Gol quickly sided with Yoon-Jong, too.



"Yes, you son of a b*tc*! No matter how long the writer ordered, you shouldn't break it. And you're gonna tell the other death penalty to listen? You have to have a conscience."



Yoo-Esul also added words with a frown.



"You'll get in trouble."“…….”



"You'll get in a lot of trouble this time."



The soul slowly slipped out of Chung-Myung's mouth.



It wasn't just the wise ship.’



Now, the blue white porcelain, the celadon, and the whole thing are going to be avenue.



Death penalty! Long sentence death penalty!



Do I have to put up with this treatment? What? Me! This plum-blossom, Chung-Myung, to those blue...…!



I'll follow you if you're a long storyteller, you son of a b*tc*! If you ignored me like that in your past life, you should listen to me this time!



"When did I ignore you? I did everything you asked me to do!”



"Why are you yelling all of a sudden?"



"……Oh, no, that's not it."



As soon as Chung-Myung was embarrassed and tried to say something, Baek Cheon decided to clear things up.



"Anyway, never this time. We'll stop moving immediately and return to Wasan if you sneak in. After that, if you ignore the orders of the long man and go to the Janggang River alone, I will ask the long man to lock you up in Chamhoe-dong for a year!"



"What? Are you crazy at home?”



"I'm saying this because I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy! You're the one who's crazy! You can't break a man of a literary circle! Don't you even know what knighthood is?"



"Ki…The Four Apocalypse (이고: deceiving a teacher and slandering ancestors)?”



"Yes, knighthood!"



Chung-Myung was about to burst into laughter.



Hey, you bastards...….



What you guys are doing right now is the destruction of knights. You're the ones who...….



Oh, my God.



"I don't say it twice! Don't be so useless and keep your seat!"



Baek Cheon turned as heartless as he could over Chung-Myung, who was enraptured.



Then Yoon-jong quickly followed and whispered.



"Will it be all right?"



"One time, it was something I had to do. Now he can tell what to protect."



Baek Cheon boldly moved his foot. However, he looked back with a sideways glance as he was secretly bothered and pulled from behind.



"Well, he's not that daunted."



Ogum shrugged his shoulders out of Chung-Myung's room. Then, other celadon boats, who were holding their breath, came out one by one and snooped in front of Chung-Myung's room.



When Chung-Myung was completely mesmerized and sitting on his bed, they clapped their tongues and went back one by one.



"Chung-Myung is done now.”



"It's about time I lost my energy."



"Now it's just private lodging. Let's get ahead of ourselves."



"Come to think of it, the next long-term writers are Baek Cheon and Yoon-jong. He doesn't even have power."



"Really? Why haven't I thought of that so far?"



Death penalty. Long sentence death penalty.….



The kids have grown up so much, really...….



But why...



You're crying, aren't you?’



(Laughs) (Laughs)



Wasan. Yeah, wasan.….



You've got to hell! d*mn it!



* * *



"Then I'll be back, Jang Moon-in."



"He, yeah."



Hyun Jong nodded with a heavy face and looked at his disciples lined up in front of him.



Baek Cheon, Yoo-Esul, Baek Sang, Yoon-Jong, Jo-Gol, Dang-Soso, 그리고 Hye Yeon까지.



It's a familiar combination if you're used to it. Every time there's a foreign exchange, the disciples of Hwasan...…. No, because Hwasan's disciples and one of the other students used to go out on a foreign trip like this.



But why...



Why is it so strange?’



There was only one person missing, but I felt restless and couldn't calm down.



"The……. uh, um…….the…."



Hyun Jong stuttered as if he was looking for something to say, but couldn't



Where'd it go?



Why can't I see a shadow, man?I think it would be better to check for a grumpy face, but he didn't even show his face here to see if he was upset.



Hyun Jong, who gave up, looked at his students, controlling his facial expression.



"You know, it's...…it's a very sensitive issue, so…….”



"Yes, a long writer. I'll look and see to it that there's no problem."



"Yeah."



Seeing Baek Cheon's determined face makes me feel better...I should lose. I'm sure it is.….



Hyun Jong almost bit his index finger nails without realizing it.



"Ho, if there's a problem, don't try to solve it and run away right away.”



"Yes, Jang Moon-in."



"The numerical ones are as vicious as can be. Always on alert."



"Yes."



"You should never try to solve it among yourself. I've made an opening statement, so I'll report back to you from time to time and call for help in case of emergency."



"……Yes."



"Eat three meals a day. If the water doesn't fit, you might have a stomachache, so don't go away, and you'll get endemic disease...….”



"I'll stay up all night!"



"……uh, yeah."



In the end, Hyun Jong shook his head at Hyun Young's annoyance.



My face has been burning and my heart has been pounding since earlier, but I couldn't calm down the whole time. Like the first time they let their disciples out.



"Long storyline, don't worry. I'll be careful again! Trust us."



"Yeah."



Hyun Jong closed his eyes tightly. When his disciples say so, how can he not be trusted as a man of letters.



"Be careful when you come back."



"Yes, Jang Moon-in!"



Those who simultaneously attacked Hyun Jong turned and left the prose.



"Have a safe trip, death penalty!"



"You have to be careful!"



"Take care and come back! Scold the enemy!"



Baek Cheon looked back, nodded, and then peeked around.



"......I can't see it.”



"I don't think so."



"You're not following me secretly, are you?"



"Come on. I've said that, but I'm going to."



Baek Cheon sighed softly.



It's the first time that Chung-Myung isn't here.



It's true that you're nervous, but you have to do your best. They should take this opportunity to prove that Chung-Myung can stand alone without him.



Don't be so upset, man.



Baek Cheon, who captured Hawasan's scene in his eyes, turned his head and stepped firmly off.



"Let's go!"



"Yes!"



Hawasan's disciples proudly left prose.