The face of the shaman, Heo Do-jin, became cold as if there were thin ice.
Upon completion of the report, Ho Sanja swallowed dry saliva in the cold energy emitted from him.
Heo Do-jin grabbed the tea table as if he were dying of anger.
Even after his crushing defeat in the last game, he has not changed much from the past. I just shook my head because I could fill in what was lacking.
However, it seemed impossible to maintain composure with just one word.
"You don't sit still for a second. Hwasan……. Hwasan!"
Heo Do-jin gazed at Ho Sanja, who chewed on the horse.
"They beat up the water supply?"
"Yes, thanks to you, the people around the Jang River are praising Hwasan.….”
"He must be cursing at us."
"……and this is due to Hwasan. Perhaps because they're up and down, it's unusual that the numbers are going wild these days."
"I don't care why. What matters is the outcome. As a result, Hwasan is being praised again and we're being blamed, right?”
Heo Do-jin, who had been silent for a while, opened his mouth.
"Prepare your disciples."
"I'll go myself. I'm gonna have to beat up a watercolour. Maybe a couple if I can afford it."
Surprised Ho Sanja shouted.
"Come on, long storyteller. Do you want to go to the Janggang River?"
"How come……. Long story short. Those who are talking now will soon forget it anyway. Do you really need to waste your energy?"
"People will forget.”
Heo Do-jin worked coldly.
"But there is Hwasan. Did you forget? Hwasan can make the fame that soared in that short period of time into his own, and he can roll it as a gain."
"If I let him do it again, he'll do something ridiculous and try to get his hands on me."
Heo Do-jin hit the attic.
"Isn't it more foolish if you're so humiliated and you ignore him!"
"I don't do this if it's Hwasan I used to be Hwasan. But now I'm not the Hwasan I used to be. It's not a big deal that their power has been strengthened. The problem is that Hwasan created a force called the "Cheon-U-men."
"There is no fool to choose Hwasan over Goofa. But if you're a heavenly fool instead of a gufa, that's a different story! If you give it a span like that, your position will be reversed one day.”
"How can they be comparable to the old school?"
"Not yet. Not yet."
"But when I first heard his name again, I said the same thing.”
Ho Sanja shut up slowly.
"But what about now? Wasan, who was even petulant to deal with in person, is now putting a sharp dagger under our jaws. Is it important to save face in this situation?"
"Don't tell me to get ready. I'll go to the Janggang River. The player was taken away, but it's not too late."
Ho Sanja knows there's nothing wrong with what Heo Do-jin says. In the first place, Heo Do-jin has a different depth of thought. Of course I'll look further, deeper.
But Ho Sanja was still hesitant.
Because it was not easy to judge whether this Heo Do-jin's order now came from a really deep insight or from a bad feeling for that Hwasan.
"Long storyline. I'm...….”
It was then.
"Long story short!"
I heard a loud voice outside the door.
"I'm talking about something important, so come back later."
"Long story... Well, the library is here."
"I'll see you later."
"This is a letter from Shaolin's chief.""…bring it in.”
When the door opened, the person who came in handed over the library and went out again. Heo Do-jin's lip, who opened the envelope and opened the library, twisted strangely a moment later.
Ho Sanja, who was looking at him, asked carefully.
"May I ask what it is about?"
"They're sending their disciples from Sorim to Janggang."
"He's going to beat up the water supply. He pretended to be stubborn and couldn't stand it this time."
Ho Sanja's eyes are wide open.
"So, even in Shaolin?"
Then, it means that Heo Do-jin thought the same thing in Shaolin.
This means two things. That Heo Do-jin was not wrong. And…….
"Is that Hwasan now the head of the old file room, a gatekeeper who can make all the sham and Shaolin move?"’
A sense of inferiority is a term that should be used at times like this.
"If you dilly-dally, you'll lose your player. Get ready. I'll lead my disciples to the Changgang River myself."
"Yes, Jang Moon-in."
Ho Sanja couldn't stop Heo Do-jin anymore because of this.
"I'll be ready right away."
Heo Do-jin, who was left alone in the room as Ho Sanja rushed out, looked down at the attic with sunken eyes.
I don't let it go wild anymore.
* * *
The whole world was realizing the changed status of Hwasan.
Those who lived in the Janggang River, those who heard the news from afar, and even those who were busy to hear it, could no longer ignore Hawsan's movements.
As the influence grows, it is bound to add meaning that was not in every single move.
What Hwasan was doing in the Janggang River became fleshier and bigger.
The Hwasan disciples, who were actually involved, had no idea of the changed status.
No, let alone feel it...….
"Rain, d*mn it...….”
"What the hell are you doing?"
Gwak Hae, who was pulling the cart, eventually fell flat forward. The cart he put down was literally piled up with rocks and soil.
"Bba, wake up! Chung-Myung might come!"
"It's a mess! I'm not strong enough to train. I'm going to tell them to run a round of the intestines.”
"That doesn't make any sense, how do you run the long river?"
"When did that bastard ever make sense?”
Uh... That's definitely true.
Eventually, Gwak Hae groaned and pulled himself up. A long procession leading up to the river came into sight.
Chung-Myung's instructions to them were very simple.
- Just one simple thing. Do you see that river over there?
Yes, you can.
- Fill it up.
Fill it up.
Fill the river.
Is this something that people can think of?
Of course, Hwasan's disciples, who have been taught that there is nothing a man cannot do with effort, and that if a man tries to do so, he can get rid of mountains, are human beings who will easily fill up the river.
The problem is that the river in front of them is not just the river, but the widest and longest river in the world. No matter how much the island they were on is in the middle, its width exceeded the common sense.
"Why are you doing this crazy thing?”
"…If you fill up the land across the island a little bit, it's shorter and easier to defend. It's good to use Hwapo intersection. And what did he say? If the river narrows in the middle, the flow becomes faster, making it difficult to drive a boat and attack it?""Who doesn't know that?" Where's the crazy guy who solves it like this!"
"…he said he didn't think much of it either."
"I told him that the river is wide, and Chung-Myung said we can fill it up.”
"Accident……. Accident, please!"
What the hell is wrong with you?
Have you ever seen him solve a problem normally?
"But what's more sad is...….”
"……but it does fill up?"
It was more sad.
I've peeled all the mountains I can see near the land across the island. The river's width, which had seemed distant, gradually narrowed as it was poured in and poured in soil and stone.
'Don't you dare do this, you lunatics... '….’
The ones who make me do it, the ones who make me do it.
If this is the case, wouldn't it be better for the three generations to live comfortably after receiving construction from the government instead of them?
"……I'll be done in seven weeks.”
"No, the river is getting deeper and deeper. It'll take ten days.”
"Hey, you don't know. Chung-Myung can't end up like that. I don't think you should be swept away by the flow. I'm going to make you do something again. I see a full moon."
The disciples have now begun to quote fairly skillfully.
As he was called to do many things and did physical labor, he calculated faster than other experts.
"What? Man, five days doesn't make sense. How do people do that?"
"It's okay. You can do it.”
"No, but that's...….Huh?"
The disciples, who were chatting while looking at the island opposite, slowly turned their heads back.
Evil... No, Chung-Myung was standing.
"Why not? Why not? We have time to get together and lay the oars, but if we don't finish it in five days, we're not human, right? Don't you think so?"
"Go and work."
"…Don't you hit me?"
"If I'm bored, I'll beat you up to me?
Gwak Hae almost said yes for a moment, but quickly shut up with a surprising base.
"If you can't finish it in five days, you'll get double that time."
"Keep playing. Let's have fun as much as hard as you can. I'll let you know how cold the riverbed is."
"Ee, I'll work. Right now."
Gwak Hae and his group freaked out and drove the cart to the side of the river.
Two conflicting emotions occurred to the faces of bandits who saw the scene.
One is the subtle joy that comes from the fact that the d*mn human being is not a thief, but from the fact that it is a bully if anyone is caught. And for the same reason, it was a clear sorrow.
"He has no blood, no tears."
He's not even a real person.….’
It just so happened that Chung-Myung shook his hand and tried to move again.
"Ooh! My ears hurt!"
Chung-Myung turned his head to the sound of a roar coming from far away. His eyes see a familiar face running with power this way.
"Huh? When did he get here again?"
Hong Dae Kwang came running with all his might and breathed in front of him.
"Oh, my gosh! Oh, I'm out of breath!"
"……why are you here again?"
"How can the needle not be threaded?"
"Who's the thread? A beggar who doesn't even have thread to sew his clothes."
"No, that's...…. Oh, no! This isn't the point! Hwasan The Dragon! I'm in trouble!""Why? Why are you making a fuss again?"
"Ji, Shaolin and the shaman are coming to the Zhang River! I'm kicking you in the water!
"That's not all! Anhui's Namgoongse is also moving! And from Sacheon, Cheongseong started to Janggang!"
"Sorim, shaman, Cheongseong...…the Southern Palace."
Chung-Myung twisted the corners of his mouth.
"It looks like your ass is on fire. It's not going to be as relaxed as it used to be."
I expected to move. However, it was twice as fast as Chung-Myung's expectation.
Even Namgoongse seems to be under considerable pressure to them than Chung-Myung thought.
"Hey, what are you going to do now?"
"Gupa and Namgoong Sega are coming to the Janggang River."
"So what about it?"
"Come on, let's figure it out!"
"What about me?"
Chung-Myung snorted as if he had heard a nonsense.
"They're not coming to fight me, they're coming to fight the numbers, so why am I taking measures? We're going to have to do something about it."
"I'll just watch Good and eat rice cake. I'll just watch the kids fight like hell. giggle giggle."
Chung-Myung smiled happily and swung away after a long time.
"……why am I here?"
Only Hong Dae-wang's shoulders drooped weakly, who had been running sweatfully on the soles of his feet to tell the news.