episode_0062

A mournful sound came out from the Qing Dynasty’s treasure chest.

Here was a moving narrative that could be listened to without tears.

The other day.

Seomun Surin returned the Boksin Jeok and said:

“This teacher is already old, so there is no need for a new flute with a dear friend whose hands are dirty.”

Then Cheong shook his head.

“Master, it’s a luxury item worth 10,000 gold, right? Now the world’s treasures are free! Benefits only for Master! The passionate heart of a disciple!”

Seomun Surin, who was about to punish with nuclear honey chestnuts, stopped.

Boksinjeok was an indestructible treasure, a treasure without a price tag.

Nevertheless, if you were to put a price on the treasure, it would be about 10,000 gold.

Anything under 10,000 gold is not suitable for treasure.

More than 10,000 gold was enough to live on without having to work for generations.

So there is no difference whether it is 10,000 gold or 20,000 gold.

What surprised Seomun Surin was that Cheong surprisingly knew exactly the value of Boksinjeok.

I thought they were giving it to me because they didn’t know.

Even though I knew its value, I offered it without hesitation, saying it was a gift to my teacher.

The old man’s heart trembled with ripples of deep emotion.

okay. The kid is really nice.

Even though she was born to live a thousand years, she is still so upright.

It’s just that the baby is a bit blind… …

No, but isn’t there a degree?

Even plain water shouldn’t be this fierce, right?

But what I was thankful for was what I was thankful for.

The disciple’s heart is so proud that he cannot help but be truly happy and beautiful.

Seomunsu-rin smiled warmly.

“I’m going to let you use it since it will only receive your heart.”

“But, I don’t even know how to play.”

“Shouldn’t a woman be able to do at least one of the four things?”

Saye said Geum (Yeak) Baduk calligraphy picture.

It was a hobby that was best played in the midfield.

It’s not just a hobby.

In modern times, it was a hobby similar to yachting, horseback riding, golf, and clay shooting.

Doesn’t enjoying this make a person look truly classy and classy?

Saye was like that in the midfield.

“There is a good flute, and music gently controls people’s hearts, making it a tool for calming the mind. It will also be a great help in calming down the disciple’s greed.”

In this way, flute was added as a minor along with training.

So, all winter long, even though it was so cold, I just played the flute.

Of course, the tune is extremely sad, and I can’t help but feel moved and shed tears.

however? He makes a sound once and blows well.

No, it wasn’t at a good level.

To Seomun Surin’s ears, it was like a tune that didn’t exist in the world could come out at will.

There was a lot of admiration for the unexpected achievement.

“He is truly a world-class talent who will create a family through rites and music, or even write history! I never thought my student would have such talent!”

Then Cheong tried to smile shyly.

It was very cold, and I was shivering because it was so cold, and I looked at Seomun Surin with the hope that he would give me at least a blanket.

However, there was no return.

Of course, the true nature of that talent was plagiarism.

Every modern person has a tune that they remember.

Unless it is a classification that is biased towards some extremes, it will end up being a shock to the ears of people in the central region, breaking the mold of a fundamental musical form that transcends the times.

Among them, there were two that the female priests considered to be the best tunes.

Cannon Variations and Carousel.

Of course, I don’t understand where the ugly name “cannon” was given to that hopeful hymn.

Also, I couldn’t even get the slightest idea what the connection between an unheard-of object called a rotating wooden horse and a lyrical tune that evokes the beauty of life’s past had to do with it.

But so what? The song is good.

For Cheong, it was evidence before his departure that brought back nostalgia for his hometown for the first time in a long time.

Although my life before was not that great, I managed to live alone and contentedly.

Still, those days were better than the cold and embarrassing situation I am in now.

So, the tune played on the flute can only be a memory that does not exist in this world.

—-

The Murim League headquarters was turned upside down.

It was because of a newly confirmed report.

It all started with a protest at the Yangtze River Canal.

It is said that the solo patrol of the Murim League was part of a dark power called Hoe, and that he was an extremely evil magician who manipulated blood and ginger poetry.

Even the son of a water lender lost his life.

The Murim Alliance immediately sent warriors to Jinju to find out the truth.

And the result was returned to Jinju Eon’s manor, which had already reached the end of its life.

Surprisingly, a house is an asset that requires a lot of work and requires constant maintenance and repairs.

Even the biggest house would quickly fall into disrepair if there wasn’t even a little boy like Blue Mo-ok who was waiting for someone to sweep and clean the house.

So, when the investigation team burst into the manor in Jinju, the only thing that was left was an abandoned house with no traces of human habitation.

What was surprising was the testimony of the city people.

Even just seven days ago, I saw a lot of family members coming in and out of Jinju.

This supported the testimony of Jang Gang-su-ro-chae, who is said to have obtained a confession that Eon Yeon-yeong annihilated the family and turned them all into gangsters.

To begin with, no one lived in Jinju.

There was a force that belonged to the man-eating demon army and the most powerful magician in the central region, and it was a force that was so cautious that it hid the eyes of the Murim Alliance and operated under its chin.

The Murim Alliance had to prepare measures to deal with this.

The Murimmaeng is trying to move its heavy and huge body.

—-

In fact, when Seomun Su-rin told Cheong to take off his clothes, it was not training but corporal punishment.

He was a disgraceful disciple who lacked awareness, was foolish, and even mastered magical arts, endangering the monk and his teacher.

That’s why it was the strongest punishment.

however?

Normally, the punishment would have been to cry and shed tears and beg the disciple to avoid that because he had done something wrong.

This was the case even if women lived together.

It was a shame that made him look even worse than naked to the disciples below him.

If it were Seomun Surin, I would have bitten my tongue but not done that.

Otherwise, he would have broken his dantian, cut off the limbs, and then run away, saying he would not become a disciple because it was dirty and shameful.

however? What is the disciple’s condition?

oh my god! How can you not even feel shame!

I was a little shy, but that was it.

The cold was a bigger problem than the shame.

That made Seomun Surin feel the greatest sense of crisis out of all the things his student had shown so far.

As a woman, you shouldn’t know shame.

Because you don’t know that there is something more precious than life.

So, they confiscated all the underwear and bedding, and even removed the windows and doors of the house.

It was to make the disciple realize how embarrassed and disgraceful he was.

But they just tremble and have no shame.

I was so upset that I left it alone.

And I secretly checked to see if he might freeze to death during the night.

Oh my goodness!

Doesn’t the protective nerve automatically arise and protect the body?

Defense refers to the art of protecting one’s body through betting.

Every night, every time he fell asleep, Cheong subconsciously became anxious to survive.

And it is this unconscious operation that is considered the highest art of self-defense.

Wouldn’t it be said that it is a protective nerve that truly protects the body when it comes out without being conscious of it in times of danger?

However, in reality, even experts who have reached the peak of self-defense skills have worked hard to raise their true strength and use it as a ritual in big battles.

If self-respect is as natural as breathing.

It was to the extent that it was necessary to enter the middle of the Hwagyeong period.

This is why, once the enemy reaches the middle stage of the Hwagyeong, they cannot win the battle even with a surprise attack.

Seomunsu-rin changed her mind.

Isn’t he a disciple who doesn’t know how to be embarrassed?

It would be better if self-defense could become a natural skill at this point.

At least you won’t lose your life if you go out to a river. It’s like wearing a strong protective armor at all times.

There are things more precious than life.

However, Seomun Surin still hoped that his disciple would still be alive and breathing.

Only in this way does he have the right to criticize Yang So-wol, that foolish, runaway disciple who inflicted karma on his child.

This must have been the mother’s desire to live, even though it may end up scarring her for the rest of her life.

I just wish it could forever remain as a memory of the hardships of not knowing.

‘I’m sorry for the terrible selfishness of my bad teacher.’

It’s abuse.

What kind of teacher in the world would allow his student to live like this?

Even if you later hear complaints and are considered enemies, you will have nothing to say.

However, even if the disciple puts a sword on him, he cannot be made to give up his current talent.

Because he was a student who had to go to the top level again.

This is a decision that people in the world will point fingers at if they find out.

Seomun Surin decided to bear it all.

Of course, if Cheong knew, he would be worried for no reason.

But then I would have stuck out my bulging muzzle and grumbled out of resentment, thinking that I was only cold when I was sleeping and that I had been naked all day for no reason.

Anyway, it was a big decision for Seomun Surin.

-for that reason.

The female priests benefited.

Unlike Cheonggwa, where the chill penetrates your bones, the winter in Shinnyeomun was unusually hot.

It could be called Hwasanbong Peak rather than Shinnyeobong Peak.

Of course, it was because he was the youngest member of the highest rank of monks who wore outrageous and vulgar clothes.

I don’t know if a thin piece of fabric that is loosely see-through and exposes the curves of the body can be classified as clothing.

It was something I couldn’t even do in front of my lover.

Really, it’s a strange outfit that even a woman famous for her beauty wouldn’t wear.

However, contrary to his appearance, Cheong was completely white and shaking.

It was an extremely pitiful sight.

The bleakness hid the foolishness and turned into a beauty that blooms with just pity.

Then, when I played the flute, it was as if I had never trembled again-

Of course, when you play the flute and create internal energy, the cold goes away again.

-A beautiful woman with sad eyes filled with desperate longing and playing a beautiful tune has descended.

The original charm of rite-ak was that it created an atmosphere that did not exist in the world as a background.

The incredibly outrageous outfit actually brought out an emotion that was not in this world.

Elegantly sexy! Be calm and sexy!

A moving collection of springtime paintings itself!

It’s just sexy! Anyway, it’s so dirty!

Absolutely Mara Papias!

Mara Papias is the supreme evil deity of Buddhism.

Surprisingly, there was something in common with world mythology, and his role was similar to that of Lucifer in the Bible.

Mara is the god who governs desire and a symbol or symbol of agony itself.

The Chinese character ‘Ma’ when playing magic refers to Mara.

In the world, he was even more famous for the incident in which he seduced a meditating Buddha and was rejected.

In any case, whether elegant or calm, the conclusion was the same.

Just looking at it made me feel hot, and heat rose from behind the danjeon.

So in this cold time.

Strangely enough, there were so many disciples who all held hands and clung to each other as if they were one body.

There were even a few priests who managed to break through the stern walls of the row to sleep together.

It was winter.