episode_0227

“Cheongya? Where are you going?”

“Wait a minute, I left something behind… … ”

When it comes to blood religions, I don’t know much about them, but I know they are very, very bad people. Everyone gritted their teeth to the point where they wondered if Cheong was that bad.

So, Cheong led his tired body and headed back to the bathhouse.

And when I entered the bathhouse, I found Cheon Yu-hak filling a bamboo bucket with bath water that had lost its medicinal properties.

“What do you do? Was that recycling?”

“Is that possible?”

“But why are you storing it separately? There are a lot. Are you going to follow all of that?”

There were already bamboo tubes scattered all over Cheonyuhak, and there was enough water to fill the entire wooden bath.

“Director Nam. That’s it. You must be tired, but don’t sleep?”

“You know that Jamramdan. I looked into it and found out that it was made from blood essence. What is blood pressure?”

“Do you not know my blood level?”

Then, Cheon Yu-hak roughly scratched the back of his head. It was a gesture full of frustration.

“Well, it has become very dirty. The fake Shintu sprinkled some human pills that were supposed to do six o’clock. Because some bastard decided to smear someone’s face.”

“Wouldn’t it be okay to ask independent warriors? First of all, it looks like the provincial and small cooperatives will be cooperative.”

“For now, go and sleep. My tendons haven’t strengthened yet, so I’ll sleep well and do nothing until tomorrow. I’m tired right now, so I realized it was a long time later that you were coming, so I told you everything.”

In fact, the area under Cheon Yu-hak’s eyes was dark, indicating that he was tired.

And Cheon Yu-hak’s view of Cheong was not much different.

Although Cheong is not mentally tired, his body is already in tatters. If it hadn’t been for the medicinal effects of the reagent firmament that I had sucked down, I would have already collapsed from exhaustion.

“Still, the matter is a bit serious… … ”

“Heng. Most of the world’s top ten masters are gathered here, so what big deal could there be? From the looks of it, it’s a blood religion that’s trying to disgrace the world by injecting blood religion into the martial arts competition event. Holy shit.”

Cheon Yu-hak’s tired expression became more crumpled.

“Let’s sleep for now. Even if the matter is urgent, I can’t do anything like this, and it’s not that urgent. Tomorrow, um. First of all, the trust issue should be resolved between the trusts. Don’t go somewhere talking.”

“I guess I’m not a kid and can’t tell what to say and what not to say. Master, you are tired too. Please sleep.”

“Are you coming?”

At that, Cheong returned to Mucheon Pavilion.

Then a thought occurred to me: But what is that bamboo tube? I forgot to ask while talking about Jamramdan.

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Since the independent warriors were staying at the Murim Alliance’s Hyeongaekdang, there was no need for Cheong to go around Gaebong looking for people.

“Now that I think about it, Master, how do you come and go freely in the Murim Alliance? Did you come as a guest?”

“Heng. It is not strange to wander around anywhere as long as you have the plain clothes that only servants wear. As long as you buy one set of clothes for the civil servants, the whole manor becomes your territory.”

The larger the manor, the less likely anyone will be suspicious if you are dressed as a servant.

This was not necessarily because the identification of the primitive and ancient savage Central Plains was insufficient, but because people originally had a habit of treating them as objects or landscapes based on their clothing.

Not only in Jungwon, but even in Cheong’s hometown, if you wear a luminous vest, you can walk around and not be particularly suspicious.

Since the two were together like that, it seemed like Cheong was bringing along a personal servant.

So, no one bothers to ask who Cheonyuhak is.

So in front of Hyeongaekdang.

Since Hyeongaekdang was ranked in the lower-middle class among the Murim League’s guesthouses, it could be said to be a world apart compared to Mucheonggak, where Cheong stayed.

“Are you inside?”

I asked the servant in the guest room and found out that the room was not a private room but a double room, with two people sharing the same room.

The small room with the bed attached to the Yangtze wall was four times smaller than the room in Wucheng Pavilion where Qing was staying.

“Preface Sojeo? What’s going on?”

“I came to see you yesterday because I had something to tell you, and this small cooperative was using the land rights… … .”

“It’s called Mayoungjeon.”

In addition to Lee In-sil and Do Rae-man, there was one more person: Ma Yeong-jeon of Jidangkwon.

Ma Yeong-jeon looked at Cheong and Dorae alternately with a strange smile and said.

“This is a story for the two of you. Then, I guess I’ll have to make sure to avoid this place. It seems that Do Sohyeop was surprisingly talented.”

“Brother Ma, it’s not like that. hmm. I don’t think there’s any need to avoid your seat. Preface If you say it happened yesterday, you would definitely have come to talk about Jamramdan, right?”

Ma Young-jeon’s expression hardened at that.

“No, this person. Are you saying such a thing so carelessly? I don’t know anything, so stop.”

And then, when Cheong saw that he was trying to sneak away, he thought he was screwed too.

In fact, I had already guessed with certainty that independent warriors had all risen in bad karma.

Since they ground up people and ate them, wouldn’t it be natural for their bad karma to increase?

Regardless of whether you knew the identity of Jamramdan or not.

Even if you eat something without knowing it’s poison, it doesn’t mean it’s poisonous. If you put poison in your body, you don’t say, ‘Oh, you didn’t know it was toxic, so I’ll especially avoid poisoning.’

“Ma Would you like to hear it? Yesterday, a girl received a jamramdan from the provincial Sohyeop. I was curious about its medicinal properties, so I researched it and found out that it was an evil product made with blood.”

“Blood tablets… … .”

Only Dorae muttered instead of shouting.

Then he looked upset and his complexion turned pale.

“I didn’t know. I never thought it would be such a thing.”

“I’m not saying to blame. It’s not good to be known, so I just want to find out who is spraying those drugs and find out their purpose. Can you give me what you have too? I think I need to find out if it’s the same thing.”

“I, I don’t know. Jamramdan was created with blood, Do Sohyeop, I didn’t see you like that. I am very, very disappointed, yes, I am disappointed.”

Cheong’s eyes narrowed at that.

“Would you please give it to me if I bother to find and ask the opponents of past dances and find out about their strange speed and strength?”

“In the first place, a martial artist has to hide 30% of his skills-”

“I know everything, so please give it to me.”

Cheong interrupted Ma Young-jeon and held out his hand.

Ma Young-jeon looked at Cheong’s white and beautiful hand with trembling eyes, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she swallowed her saliva and straightened her eyes.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

In the end, it seemed like he was going to pretend not to know.

In fact, it was true that once something came out like that, the Blue House could not question it further.

Without any clear evidence that you ate Jamramdan, I suspected that you ate it just out of curiosity, especially if the Jamramdan was an evil product made with blood.

However, there is no way to prove it, so just like the martial arts proverb that states that a warrior must hide three-tenths of his skills, all he has to do is insist that it is his original ability.

However, if I try to say things like looking at a person’s karma and sound like a Seonmudang, it won’t work.

Cheong sighed deeply.

There is no way, so what can you do?

Cheong gave up persuasion,

I gave up on persuasion.

Cheong sighed and suddenly jumped up from a sitting position, stretching his legs.

At the same time, voila!!!

The very cheerful sound of a walnut cracking!

“Aaagh!”

Ma Young-jeon grabbed the top of her head and rolled around on the floor of the guest room.

Shinyeok’s nuclear armament was so powerful that it was too early and a terrible violence for the earthly world below Sinnyeobong Peak.

“Why on earth won’t they listen when I say it? Did I look that easy? If I treat you kindly and discreetly, you might look like a reference, right?”

“Book, preface, small book?”

“I told you. He is said to be from a ronin.”

“Ah. hmm. I see.”

Only Dorae nodded at him.

There are very few female warriors who are ronin, but even if they are, they are very talkative. I can’t help it because it’s a basic skill to not be looked down upon as a woman in the ronin industry.

“Ma small cooperative? Will you stop trembling and just hand it over now? Or do you want to be beaten like a dog and spit it out? If you take a pill made by grinding up a human being, then I can act like a dog, right?”

“Keuuk, what are you talking about?”

“What? Are you out of your mind? Why, should we risk our grandfather’s honor and risk our lives? Do you want to make a bet on whether or not you will find a beautiful red Jamramdan after searching the corpse?”

Then, Qing used his familiar skills to select Bokshinjeok and liberate Jinki for the first time in a long time.

Excited about the long-awaited outing, the Jinki came rushing out at once, and thanks to the supernormal ability of the reverse view, they reached the weapon at ultra-high speed through the sixteen-lane highway opened in the acupuncture channel.

However, the celadon sword that was present on behalf of Boksinjeok was pulled out.

Thanks to this, swordsmen with ignorant power shot out like lightning one after another from the blue blade.

“Let’s see how far you are? For your information, if you catch Chojeoljeong in my hands, you will die. If I die at the peak, the entire peak will die. Do you know that he is a man-eating demon? He also acted fussy in front of me and then left first to say hello to Buddha. Have you ever heard the saying that there is no order to get there? Or would you like to take another grain of jamramdan because the ghost that died after eating it has a beautiful stain?”

Words and actions are words and actions, but Ma Yeong-jeon shriveled up in front of that terrifying use of force.

Contrary to how she appeared in the dance, this vicious Myeonsa girl was a true expert!

Inaction is also inaction, but he is a master of internal qigong who has built up deep internal skills.

Especially in front of that thick sword, the essence of true energy that spreads out as if it were a snake thread rather than a silk thread, how could one dare to be proud?

“That… … . I will give it to you.”

“You will have done that a long time ago.”

As I was putting the Cheongi Bokshinjeok back in, I noticed a subtle sting and found out that it was a celadon sword.

Because he was a minor magician, even if the blade grazed him, it would still sting. Otherwise, it would have been such a serious injury that the bones would have split open.

“Oh my. Why is there a dagger? My fortune-telling, um. When will you return it?”

“Kuhm.”

Cheon Yu-hak, who was watching Cheong’s evil behavior with a shocked expression, let out an uncomfortable coughing sound.

This was because I had completely forgotten about Cheon Confucianism.

Instead of being a fortune-teller, he forgot about the corruption of the Qing Dynasty.

Now that I think about it, even in Sunspot, I kicked a man’s crotch and sent him flying one foot higher.

It was a temper tantrum that attacked a sunspot merchant in the realm of sunspots, but when we met again, she behaved like a natural woman and completely forgot about it.

Cheong said, shaking his hand.

“It turned out well. I guess I’ll have to ask the people in the other rooms to come together as well. Can you please help me out with my familiar face?”

“Uh, the small cooperatives over there… … ”

“So, don’t you know that if you embroider with good words, you will at least find light? May our small cooperatives rest in peace.”

Only Dorae looked very uncomfortable. I was seriously thinking about whether this was harassment or not, or whether I was giving notice.

Cheong clenched his fist, gently caressed the protruding bone at the root of his middle finger, and continued speaking.

“ character. Ma small-hyeop, no ma large-hyeop? Do you want to go now, or do you want to get lightly hit on the top of your head and leave bleeding?”