episode_0470

Cheong was waiting for the food to be cooked and eaten.

After ordering, it takes a very long time for the food to be served.

too long… … .

They all ate, slept, cut, and went through a lot of hardship on the mountain, and were about to come down and suffer.

Everyone was just leaning on their chairs with empty eyes.

Jin Jang-myeong even dozes off.

It was in the meantime.

Suddenly, there was a guy approaching the table.

When Cheong looks up, the beard exposed under the banggat is really handsome.

It doesn’t look like it’s been cleaned in any way.

You just have to be born with something like that.

however? who is this?

No one Cheong knows has such a nice beard.

There is no one who uses dual swords.

“Look here. After listening to it, it seems like a lot of food to eat it all. May I help you a little?”

What is this guy?

Cheong is dumbfounded.

The only thing they say when they come here is to ask for some food.

And that too in a very shameless way.

Except for Jin Jang-myeong, who is dozing off, Master and Mo Yong-juhui also look at Cheong with dumbfounded expressions.

Do you know someone and what are you going to do?

Cheong’s gaze glances up at Banggat.

Isn’t there a blue number that is not used in the midfield?

what? He’s a good guy?

The Qing Dynasty is very generous to good people.

And it doesn’t look like the three of us will be able to eat properly at all.

“I can’t help it. Just this time.”

“Hmm? Really?”

Then the man is actually surprised.

I guess I didn’t think they would give me permission.

“Why? You want to eat together?”

“It’s not fun if it’s like this.”

Cheong’s eyebrows straighten.

What fun?

If you say no, did you even want the fun of taking it away?

How hungry are you to come to someone else’s table and ask for food? I took pity on you and allowed you to eat with me, but now you’re just sitting there looking for fun?

Should we just kick them out?

It was when Cheong was thinking like that.

“Look here. A friend who uses a sword. Let’s fly.”

The man gently lifts the banggat.

Cheong’s eyes widen.

A familiar face appears there.

This is Namgoong Shinjae with a beard.

“No. what? What’s going on here?”

Jin Jang-myeong suddenly wakes up to Cheong’s welcoming voice.

“He ran away from home.”

“Um.”

Come to think of it, wasn’t he running away from home when we first met?

I thought he was just a friend who liked to run away from home.

Meanwhile, Namgung Shinjae bows his head.

“Excuse me, sir. My name is Namjae and I am this friend’s sword friend. I did this to pick on my friend, so please think of it as cute.”

“Well, that could happen.”

“Hello, Sojeo too?”

“No, you.”

“Call me Namjae, not you.”

Of course, Mo Yong Ju-hee also recognizes Namgung Shin-jae.

Namgoong Shinjae sits comfortably on the chair.

“Okay. friends. Uh, I don’t remember what the name is.”

The fact that I can’t remember your name means that I’m in disguise so what should I call you now?

“The senior here is Baekjang, I am Baekil, here is Baekyi, there is Baeksam.”

I changed my pseudonym because the Kang Pae-cheon guys would find it.

It’s an insincere name that is an alias no matter who hears it, but since aliases are plentiful in the city anyway, no one will pay much attention to it.

“That’s right. That’s right.”

Only then did Cheong become fascinating.

Asking what they call you means that you recognize them in disguise.

how? I can’t tell even when I look in the mirror?

“What is it, how?”

“That’s right, kidneys. Isn’t the length of the arms and the length of the legs the factors that determine a swordsman’s skill based on the range of the sword and the length of the stride?

The answer is that he knew based on his height, arm length, and leg length.

“… … ?”

Cheong tilted his head.

No, do you usually recognize people by that?

Is that possible?

Cheong casts his gaze at Cheon Yu-hak.

Can you really recognize people with that?

Cheon Yu-hak shakes his head and sends an answer.

Is that possible?

“Let’s eat rice first.”

Cheong’s group left the separate room and came down to the first floor.

why?

Because Cheong has no idea?

Of course, it is a very valid inference.

But unfortunately, this is the opinion of Cheonyuhak.

It’s very suspicious that he got into a top-class guesthouse like a beggar.

There will be people who will be even more suspicious if you use a separate room at a time like this.

And suspicious kites are on high alert.

In that case, it would be better to just show off the noble Cheong technique of Cheong-eokgi on the first floor and attract attention.

This is because once they become a spectacle, they are no longer suspicious and just turn into strange kites.

Usually, suspicious people don’t want to do anything that attracts attention.

So Cheong did just that.

A continuously empty plate of dishes, three meals!

At first the guests glanced, then they just stared at each other, and then they watched the scene of the inhumane behavior as if they were fascinated.

Really, will you be able to eat all of that?

An amazing sight that will make you sweat.

And finally, Cheong puts the last piece into his mouth and raises his fist.

Then, applause, whistles, and cheers fill the room.

-Hwiik! “Eat well!” “Truly a food god! It’s a food spirit!” “It’s a food spirit, haven’t you seen it being eaten? It’s not a shikigami, it’s a mountain ranger!” “Amazing!”

“Sanjeo!” “Sanjeo!” “Sanjeo!”

“Jumsoy! What was that dish you just ate over there!?”

Sanjeo refers to wild boar.

Cheong’s eyebrows twitched.

Sanje? What kind of baby started?

Anyway, thanks to this, the guests became noisy as if a banquet had been held.

Jeomsoy seems to have gained an appetite after seeing Cheong eat and drink, and Jeomsoi runs around busily, hearing orders being placed here and there.

Meanwhile, Cheong and his party went up to the guest room.

“This person is my second teacher, Master, this is Namgung Shinjae, was he the grand duke of the Namgung family? Right?”

“That’s right. hello. I couldn’t greet you properly earlier because I thought you were using an assumed name. This is Namgung Shinjae. I am a close friend of Seomun Sojeo, who is here.”

In fact, Cheon Yu-hak had already seen Nangong Shin-jae several times.

It was time to pretend to be a worker for the Murim Alliance.

Of course, even Namgung Shin-jae, no matter how sharp his eyes are, did not memorize the limb lengths of so-and-so, a member of the Murim Alliance, so it was only Namgung Shin-jae’s first time meeting him.

So, Cheon Yu-hak is also aware of the expression “geomwoo” because he has heard it several times.

But this is my first time hearing Jin Jang-myeong.

Jin Jang-myeong pokes Cheong’s side.

Cheong was tickled, so as a matter of course, he fell asleep right away.

“Ahhhh, what is it, just ask.”

“Yes. What is Geomwoo?”

“Small size! Did you ask what Geomwoo is? If so, it makes sense that I would give you the answer!”

Cheong tilts his head.

Can we prevent the destruction of the world and at least maintain peace?

Did Geomwoo have such an obligation?

“Geomanwoo is an expression that only true swordsmen can use, referring to friendship made with a sword. No, the word friendship is too trivial to express this strong relationship between Geomwoo. Do you understand what I mean?”

“I don’t know.”

Of course you don’t know.

“But who is Confucius here?”

“Ah. This is my younger brother Jin Jang-myeong. Shinnyeomun Ewha University student. This is Namgung Shinjae. Namgungse is the grand duke.”

“Ah. this. I ended up being rude. Young Sojeo was young and saw my mistake.”

At that, a tendon bulged on Jin Jang-myeong’s forehead.

Not all women will welcome you just because you say you look young.

It is a taboo word that should not be said to women under the age of twenty.

Plus, it’s a bit weird to hear you say you’re handsome to your face.

Is Namgung Shinjae called Geomchi for no reason?

He is the owner of that amazing sense, who talks about half a sword even while staying at the gate.

So just because you’re in front of a woman doesn’t mean you start to notice things you didn’t know before.

To be precise, it’s not that I don’t notice, it’s just that I don’t notice.

“Anyway, what kind of dual swords are they?”

I once carried several Qingdao swords, but instead of kicking them left and right, I kicked them side by side to the left, or if I felt like it was going to be tilted, I kicked them behind my back.

Because you have to pull it out with your right hand.

However, Namgung Shin-jae took one shot to the left and right.

Doesn’t that mean he wants to use dual swords?

“Oops. Geomwoo. I feel sad. Don’t you recognize me? This isn’t a double sword or something.”

Mo Yong Joo-hee’s forehead also bulged.

Of course, the twin swords are a symbol of certain defeat.

But it’s not something you would say to the face of someone who uses those twin swords.

However, Namgung Shinjae is a true swordsman.

Even if it is better than those who use other weapons, there is no need to worry about the feelings of dual swordsmen.

“This is it. It’s a sheep sword.”

“En.”

“Don’t know? Dual swordsmanship is the practice of using two swords. If you hold two swords and use one martial arts skill, then isn’t it no different from a half-sword?”

In response, Mo Yong Ju-hee lights the double wick.

“What are you saying? And the main family’s dual sword technique is not about one sword technique, but about harmonizing two sword techniques, right?”

“It’s good to be proud, but don’t you know Moyong and Sojeo? Since each sword technique does not exist entirely on its own, isn’t it a martial art that was originally created with the assumption of dual-wielding weapons? From what I understand, the path of the left and right weapons is biased up and down to the left and right?”

“That is, to prevent the swords from becoming entangled-”

Namgung Shin-jae cuts Mo Yong-ju-hee’s waist.

“After all, isn’t it just an excuse? However, if you are a true swordsman, the different sword techniques must move independently. Rather than a structure where the sword complements the sword, shouldn’t two different sword techniques be unfolded in the hands of one swordsman?”

“That’s impossible, if you use two sword techniques that are not dual sword techniques in the first place, the sword paths are bound to become entangled-”

Cut the horse’s waist again.

“Who decided that it was impossible? Isn’t martial arts originally a process of overcoming and transcending the impossible? If I swing it 10,000 times and it doesn’t work, I’ll swing it 10,000 more times, and if that doesn’t work, I’ll swing it 10,000 times more. Since I have decided to see the end of my sword, I will continue to work hard and overcome it.”

Those were truly wonderful words.

But Mo Yong-joo-hee, who was cut off not once but twice, is seething inside.

And the answer is so plausible that it makes me even more upset.

Isn’t this truly an anecdote from Wu Gong Yi-san?

Once upon a time, there lived an ignorant old man (Woo Gong), who came up with the ignorant idea that the mountain should be cleared for the development of the neighborhood.

Every day, a smart old man (Jisoo), who couldn’t bear to see what was happening, tried to stop him from digging up the dirt from the mountain and throwing it away.

Then the ignorant old man said.

If I don’t do it before I die, when my children, my grandchildren, and my grandchildren’s grandchildren dig the ground, won’t that mountain disappear someday?

It is literally a level of tenacity that believes that the more you use your shoulders, the stronger they become.

Doesn’t this mean that they will even subject their children and their descendants to forced labor by subjecting them to this absolutely stupid act?

This is why it is said that it is scary when ignorant people have beliefs.

So the mountain spirit also became afraid.

So I asked the Jade Emperor to stop that ignorant old man.

Oh no.

The Jade Emperor was also the owner of the doctrine of tenacity!

The story goes that the mountain was moved because the old man was so moved by his great spirit that he even sold his descendants.

Thus, Wu Gong Yi Mountain is a word from the Taoist scriptures that praises Wu Gong’s tenacity and ridicules the smart old man who gave up out of fear without even trying.

So Mo Yong-joo has no intention of playing the role of a smart old man.

I just thought it was best not to talk to crazy people.

And it’s actually the smartest way.

“By the way, why is Geomwoo wearing a disguise? I became convinced when I saw him ordering food while watching me to see if it was Geomwoo.”

“Ah. that is… … ”

Cheong told the story so far.

The appearance of an evil suction demon!

Sapa’s massacre is even more evil than that!

And so, the chain of grudges continues one after another like a lucky letter!

This grudge-making first started with an attack by a blood cult, and spread the grudge by traveling around Laosan, and within a day, your clan attacked other clans… …