"Did he go?"
"Yes, Jang Moon-in."
Hyun Jong sighed deeply.
"Yes, it's getting harder day by day."
Hyun Young snorted at the whining.
"Chung-Myung is no different than he used to be. The writer wants more from him.”
"…is that so?"
Hyun Jong seemed to think for a moment, but soon admitted and nodded.
Former Hyun Jong didn't want anything from Chung-Myung. She was just a pretty girl who came to enter Hwasan on her own.
But now everyone secretly expects Chung-Myung to do something and do something. And the same goes for Hyun Jong.
"Jang Moon-in. I think Jang Moon-in went overboard this time."
Then Hyun Sang implied.
"You told me not to go with the kids, but this time I went and helped them, so it's ridiculous for Chung-Myung."
Hyun Jong sighed. There was a sign of exhaustion on his face.
"But I'm not that great of a man."
"I tried to find a good way for everyone, but I didn't feel good about it."
"But this time...….”
"Isn't that too much?"
When Hyun Sang asked back because he couldn't understand the random words, Hyun Jong said with a bitter face.
"I've never seen that kid rest properly."
At that, Hyun Sang and Hyun Young's expressions hardened slightly.
"This time, I realized again when I started training at dawn. He started training in Hwasan the fastest and finished the latest. Don't you take care of your children's training during work and time, coordinate your work with Munpa, and even manage the business that Hwasan is doing?"
Hyun Young nodded as he thought of each one.
There are working-level officials, but all that doesn't work out without Chung-Myung.
"There is not enough heat to divide the work. In the meantime, if you lean on him for everything that's going on outside the gate, when will Chung-Myung be able to rest?"
Hyun Young was about to say something and shut up.
'It just happened so naturally that I didn't realize it.’
Looking back, what Chung-Myung was doing was simply not enough for one person.
Nevertheless, the reason why he didn't take the fact seriously was because his work gradually increased and came all the way here, and the relaxed appearance of Chung-Myung.
No one would think he'd live a hectic life watching him lie on the eaves sipping and sipping.
"We have to do our job without relying on Chung-Myung, neither do our children. This is not for Hwasan. It's for Chung-Myung."
"……When did you start thinking about that?”
"It was when I saw a guy coming and going in and out while he was learning his skills."
"Learning new skills is an important task and an opportunity for the warrior to put everything he has into it. But he's trying to take care of Hawsan's big story while I'm not good enough to concentrate on my studies. I don't think that's the right thing to do."
There's definitely something warped.
Chung-Myung's affection for Hwasan is so great that none of these people here knows.But in Hyun Jong's view, Chung-Myung's obsession with Hwasan goes beyond common sense. In addition, I felt that the trend has become more severe recently.
'Since I've been collecting the eugene of my ancestors, I've been wanting to see more.’
It would be nice if others showed the same change, but Chung-Myung is not the only one. What he does is already excessive.
"Because you didn't let Chung-Myung go, did that include the reason?”
"Everyone knows that he takes extra care of those who are out of the race this time. I thought Chung-Myung would be able to take care of himself if I put him away. And I thought Chung-Myung would be able to take some time if he kept doing that."
Hyun Sang looked at Hyun Jong with a slightly darker face.
Since I took the position of Elder, I should have understood Hyun Jong better than anyone else, but I didn't know that far.
"If you do……."
Then Hyun Young tilted his head.
"Why did you send Chung-Myung again? No, if you're going to do that, spend it with the main camp."
"…I don't have a good feeling about it."
Hyun Jong's face hardens.
"How many times has a ship been seized as a whole, although the enemy has often captured and sold people as slaves?"
"If that had happened, we couldn't have known. That is beyond acceptable. Rumors spread around the world, and the coffins wrapped their heads to wipe out the numbers."
Do you think this wasn't just for the money?”
"I can't sit here and look at everything that's going on in the intestines. But this time, I feel something's wrong. Children who have gone to the intestines may be in great danger."
The two elders look a little darker. Hyun Jong continued in a low voice.
"It's just a concern yet, but it doesn't feel good, so hurry up and prepare for the race. We have to leave as soon as possible."
"Yes, Jang Moon-in."
It's not as easy as you think to empty the door and lead the disciples. There are a lot of things to prepare for, and most of all, coordinate what is going on in Hwasan so that there is no problem even if many students are away.
But now one o'clock was urgent. So, we had no choice but to send Chung-Myung in advance.
'Is it still difficult?’
Hyun Jong closed his eyes slowly.
Chung-Myung would have guessed what Hyun Jong was thinking. Nevertheless, it would have been my own protest that it was not the right time yet.
A door-cutter cannot be a person's life.
It's good for Hwasan to gain fame and be great because of Chung-Myung. However, the most ideal direction for Hyun Jong was not to make Hwasan great because of Chung-Myung, but to make him restful.
Hyun Jong finally sighed because he couldn't stand it.
It's still a very difficult road. Yet
"But it's something I'll have to do one day. For the sake of him."
With his head down, Hyun Jong looked south. My eyes were full of worries.
I hope everything's fine.’
A long breath came out of my mind as it kept getting heavier.
* * *
Chung-Myung's speed of running nonstop was simply enormous.It was not even comparable to when he usually ran with the Ogum. He literally crossed the mountain in one step, and jumped the river in two steps.
"Gasp, gasp, gasp! Hwa, Hwasan the Dragon! Let's go together!"
The face of Dowon Chan, the ghost moon following him, turned blue before he knew it.
Does this make sense?’
Ghost doors may be weak, but the new law is known to the world, and Dowon Chan is the very gatekeeper of them.
So, of course, I was confident that I would be second to none if I faced with the new law. Under the new law, it would be better to discuss the world's most open-mindedly.
But now Dowon Chan was just too much to keep up with Chung-Myung running ahead. It felt like my breath was coming up to the tip of my chin and my Danjeon was upside down.
How could this be happening?….’
It's unbelievably fast.
But what's more surprising is that it's maintaining that tremendous speed from the start to the present.
'How good the history is...…?’
Now, of course, the reputation of the Hwasan Divine Dragon is ringing the Dead Sea.
Already, the Hwasan Divine is not classified as a latecomer. The fact that the Hwasan Divine Dragon won the shaman's elder in the shaman's tombstone is a famous fact that anyone who is a strong man now knows.
Therefore, I have never doubted the ignorance, but I take that fact into consideration. Even so, this far exceeded his expectations.
"Tue, Hwasan Shin…….Hwasan The Dragon!"
After several consecutive calls, Chung-Myung, who was running like an island war, turned his head.
"Joe, if you could go a little slower...….You're too fast!"
"You know what?"
Then Chung-Myung tilted his head as if he didn't know English.
"I'm running moderately for you, Master Moon."
"…... this, this?”
Chung-Myung shrugged as he looked at Dowon Chan.
"I'm sorry, but I'm busy right now.”
"The destination is the same anyway, so let's go meet."
Chung-Myung smiled brightly and waved his hand and ran forward at a much faster speed than he had run.
I tried to shout something, but Chung-Myung quickly became a mole and disappeared.
"…Is it a person?"
Dowon Chan, who had even stopped to his feet in shock, murmured vaguely as he looked at the direction in which he disappeared.
* * *
Baek Cheon frowned slightly.
I've already researched it for a few days, but nothing special comes up.
"What about merchants?"
Yoon-jong sighed quietly and shook his head and answered.
"It's the case. I feel like the numbers have increased a little bit recently, but nothing seems to be known about harm. The other day, an entire ship went missing, so there's an investigation going on, but I don't see anything else."
"Isn't it sometimes what happens when a ship sinks. If the ship sinks in the middle of the long river, no skilled sailor can come back to the river."
Then it's a pity, but it's not something to look at at at this point.
Baek Cheon made a faint groan and looked at Dang-Soso.
"Both of you, too?"
"Yes, looting doesn't seem to be happening. Although most of them live in Janggang River, they either farm or fish on the riverside, but they don't seem to be interested in numbers because their pockets are clear.”
If you think about it, it's natural.
The bandit is not after the people. In the first place, those who climb the mountain with no money to go a long way are not considered Yangmin. Ordinary people rarely leave their birthplace.In that sense, it is clear why the numbers do not touch the people living on the river. There's nothing left after we talk about it anyway.
Why would I rob the poor out of the water when the people carrying the money on the water are swarming around in boats?
"Any rumors of water debt?”
"You don't seem to know that either. Even if it's the Janggang River, there are so many rough areas around, so there aren't many places where people live.”
Janggang is very famous for its outstanding scenery. In other words, it is no different from the spread of inhospitable wilderness.
"They pick out such rough waters and regularly carry householders on board."
"So you don't really have a home base."
"Yes, I think so."
It was more troublesome than I thought. We don't know exactly where the watercolors are right now, let alone which watercolors were aiming for the specials.
'I thought you'd be like bandits, but you were completely mistaken.’
If you think about it the other way around, it was because Im Sobyong was on their side that they were able to find and attack living quarters so easily.
"What about the opening?"
"Open information doesn't seem to reach the top of the river. What happened on the waterway is beyond their knowledge."
Baek Sang scratched the back of his head as if he was sorry.
"That's... that's so obvious, because the information power of openness comes from beggars spread throughout the country, would a beggar ever get on a boat?"
Baek Cheon, who became a honeyed mute, sighed as he looked at Baek Sang.
"……Yes, it sounds like it."
I had a lot of trouble.
"I wondered why they couldn't clean up when they sometimes stormed ships and government vessels.”
It was like finding a needle in the desert to change seats when bored in this vast river.
"What are you going to do?"
It also failed to locate the missing person.
If it doesn't come out even if I find it here, there is a possibility of either. Either he really drowned or he was taken prisoner and taken to prison.
In order to find out, they had to specify the water supply that attacked the special ticket and confirm its home base.
"The death penalty."
Then Yoon-jong said with a serious face.
"I think it's hard this way."
"How is it possible to find numbers that go out of water and over water in the first place?"
Jo-Gol, who had been listening, clasped his hands and put them around his head and grumbled.
"If I were rich, my enemies would come to me on a boat. I don't have any money, so I have to look for numbers."
Suddenly, Baek Cheon stared at Jo-Gol and asked quickly.
"What did you just say?”
"It's too bad I don't have any money.”
"No, before that."
"What? Oh……… If I'm rich, the numbers will come by themselves…"….”
Baek Cheon, who had been muttering for a while, smiled brightly.
"I heard dog poop is sometimes used for medicine.”
His face, which had been in agony, suddenly brightened up.
"Let's change the plan."
"That's what Jo-Gol said. If we can't find it, we'll get it from over there."
At the moment, the disciples trembled with unknown anxiety. Baek Cheon's mouth smile was similar to Chung-Myung's.