episode_0295

“You don’t look good? What’s going on? It’s okay, so tell me.”

Sayoon hesitated for a long time. And, in the end, I opened my mouth.

“…I met her in my dream.”

Yuwol fell silent when he was told that he had met her without using the Heart Sutra and had only dreamed of it.

He was staring at Sayoon with a slightly stiff expression like last time, then slowly nodded and said.

“I see.”

Nothing more was said.

After that, Yuwol started talking to Hongryeon and was able to find out.

June was obviously trying to avoid bringing up the topic now.

“Let’s talk for a bit after the meal.”

“Uh… I’m not a good fit, right?”

Myojae spoke, feeling awkward, and Yuwol nodded. And I placed some of the documents I had brought with me in front of Myojae.

“I’m sorry, but could you go to the Murim Alliance as soon as the meal is over? I had to tell you this, and it just happened to work out well. Please tell this to Vice Lord Namgung.”

“Okay.”

After that simple conversation, Yuwol went upstairs. Geomseong, who was talking with Yohwan, is seen climbing up behind him.

Sayoon stared at them intently, and Hongryeon grabbed her arm.

“I think Yuwol knows something…”

“I think so too. But…”

“There must be a reason why he doesn’t say anything. If so, let’s not mention it for nothing.”

Hongryeon was also worried about his unusual attitude. Therefore, the two quickly reached an agreement and Myojae spoke with a serious face.

“Something must be going on, right?”

“Probably not.”

okay.

Probably not.

After the meal was over and dessert was eaten, Myojae left for Murimmaeng. And Hongryeon and Sayun went straight up.

“We are here.”

“Hmm. Come on in.”

Geomsung was sitting by the window, and Yuwol was reading documents next to her, burning cigarettes with a pipe in her mouth.

While Hongryeon, who saw the two, naturally headed between them, Sayun hesitated.

“Haha. Take it easy. There is no need to be nervous.”

“Ah. Yes.”

As he said, I sat down on the long chair. After putting down the documents, Yuwol got into the car, placed them in front of her, and sat in front.

Silence surrounds the two for a moment.

“Um… Mr. Do you know about a mirror with a spider engraved on it?”

Sayoon, who was hesitant about what to say, opened her mouth.

It reminds me of the mirror she had.

Even if that is the case with the Heart Mirror, why did she show that mirror at the end?

To Sayun’s question, Yuwol responded indifferently.

“It’s a mirror with a spider engraved on it… I’m guessing it’s not just a simple decoration. There are many similar types of mirrors, but the most famous one is the Sutra of Good and Evil.”

“Good and evil sutra? What is that again?”

Hongryeon also asked with interest since it was her first time hearing about it, and Geomseong smiled bitterly.

“The Good and Evil Sutra is an object that can confirm the goodness and evil nature of a person. In the past, Hongseongmun also had it, but it was destroyed before.”

“Huh? Why… ah.”

Hongryeon, who was facing the bitterness in Geomseong’s expression, slowly shook her head. What happened to the Sword Saint. Maybe it was destroyed then?

Hongryeon, who confirmed the depression revealed to her, did not ask any more questions, and Yuwol continued speaking calmly.

“Hongseongmun also had it… Among the anecdotes related to it, the most famous one is Hebei Paengga.”

“Are you going to Hebei?”

“This is my first time hearing it.”

“Haha… Hmm. Although it is famous, it is famous among people who are interested in martial arts history. There is no need to be disappointed.”

Yuwol smiled at Geomseong and Hongryeon, who looked embarrassed, and then continued his explanation.

“Once upon a time, there was a man named Peng Xiaoqian in the Peng family of Hebei. He was an outstanding master of the Paeng family and the successor to the last of the Paeng family’s Honwon Byeokryeok Divine Technique.”

“Ah.”

Honwon Byeokryeok Shingong.

A practical martial art that she is learning.

Yuwol continued speaking calmly.

“Honwon Byeokryeok Shingung is a strong, but difficult martial art, so there were no people among Panga’s technicians who could enter it. In the end, Peng So-cheon, who realized that the spirit of Honwon Byeokryeo Spiritual Art in his generation may be cut off, said that he would give the family name of the Paeng family and inherit the Honwon Byeokryeo Spiritual Art even if he was not a member of the Paeng family, and organized everything he could pass on and left it in the Paeng family. It is said that he wandered the world after that. The mirror he used at that time was the Sutra of Good and Evil.”

“This is probably because powerful power cannot be passed on to just anyone.”

“Yes. No matter how talented you are, you must adhere to the principle of non-influence. Therefore, it is said that it was necessary to at least check goodness and malignancy using the Good and Evil Sutra. anyway. Peng Xiaotian traveled around the world looking for people who could be his successor…”

“Did you go there?”

“He disappeared after that.”

Since then, Honwon Byeokryeok Shingong was eventually wiped out, and one of the treasures of the Paeng family that he had, the Paewol Byeokryeokdo and the Good and Evil Sutra, is also said to have disappeared.

And in the story, Sayun finds it and sends it to Paengga, where he learns the martial arts of Honwon.

“Is there any other way to obtain the Sutra of Good and Evil?”

“I heard that if you catch a human being, there is an extremely low probability that it will come out… There has to be someone who found it. And the Good and Evil Sutra, like the Heart Sutra, is a precious object in itself. Being able to deal with people by distinguishing between good and bad is a huge advantage for anyone. Even people who have it don’t make it known.”

It certainly is.

Well, since it was such a valuable item, she must have had it.

Sayun sighed softly and Yuwol smiled at her and asked.

“Did she by any chance have that mirror?”

Sayoon, embarrassed, looked at Hongryeon. It seems like she was equally embarrassed.

Yuwol, who was watching the two’s reactions, smiled.

“I’m fine. ruler. If you have anything else to ask…”

“Ah. None.”

“Really?”

Yuwol stared at Sayun and calmly opened his mouth.

“I hope you don’t think about her too seriously.”

“Uh…”

“If it’s okay, I don’t want you to even talk to her until I meet her… But if I meet her through a dream, that part can’t be helped. So.”

Yuwol stroked Sayun’s head.

Sayoon slightly closed her eyes at the warmth contained in that touch.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself.”

Sayoon continued to think until he and Hongryeon left the guesthouse and returned to Hongseongmun.

Yuwol said there was no need to think about it so seriously, but the thought that she might be herself, the person she was when she had not met Yuwol, could not help but remain with her.

“The problem is when I met her in my dream.”

“Yes?”

“No… Anyway, even if I meet her in my dream… it’s the same as fighting her in the end. They couldn’t even communicate, and they said they raised their weapons as soon as they saw you.”

“Uh… right?”

“Then shouldn’t we think about how to respond? I don’t know who he is… Sayoon. What did Hong Seong-moon teach you about what to do when the other person doesn’t want to talk?”

“First, you need to relax a bit.”

“Okay. So what do you need to do?”

Hearing Hongryeon’s smiling words, Sayun looked at her blankly.

“Why?”

“No…”

He is truly a wonderful person.

Even in this situation, he gives me advice on what to do.

Hongryeon spoke calmly while smiling at Sayun, who was looking at her blankly.

“Then it would be better to start special training starting today, right? ruler. Then, as soon as you return, it’s time to practice.”

“Uh. But… aren’t you busy?”

Hongryeon was busy from the beginning, but she became even busier after becoming Jang Mun-in. There is a lot of work to be done in connection with Seomhwaseong, Moonwoljeong, and the Murim Alliance, and Hongryeon is now a newlywed.

Sayoon, who didn’t want to overwork her, tried to refuse, but Hongryeon just smiled leisurely.

Hongryeon stroked her head and walked ahead, smiling brightly.

“The youngest doesn’t care about that. It’s okay as long as you show yourself growing well as Hong Seong-moon’s disciple.”

“Uh… Ambassador.”

“Hehe. Because this is the same monk, and we are family.”

Hongryeon, who spoke leisurely, enters Hongseongmun Gate. As he was watching, Yu-hee, who was carrying fruit in a basket, spotted Sayun.

He must have returned from collecting fruits at Hongseong Mountain.

Yu-hee said with her signature smile as she gazed at the ripe fruits in her basket.

“Huh? Have you finished your business?”

“Oh. yes. Sister Yuhee.”

“Heung~. okay? What about lunch? Did you eat below?”

“Yes. Senior Myojae bought it for me.”

“I see…”

Yuhee spoke lightly and slowly looked around. and.

“Ah~.”

“Yes?”

“Ah~. Do it. Ah~.”

When Sayun slightly opened her mouth, Yuhee put a ripe snail from the basket into her mouth.

“Oh.”

“Is it delicious? I tried it while picking it earlier and it was delicious.”

“Ah… yes.”

It was as she said. Sayoon slightly closed her eyes at the sweet taste of the swathes spreading in her mouth. After stroking her head, Yu-hee heads to another place. Sayun, who was watching it, slowly turned her eyes away.

“Huh? Sayoon. Are you here now? Should I practice?”

“Sayun. I’m going to have tea with my sisters today. I also bought your favorite confectionery.”

“Take this. I was patrolling with the Murim people earlier, and they gave it to me. I kept it because I thought it would suit you well.”

Sisters passing by smile and say something to her.

Everyone cared about him, and everyone was thinking about him.

Of course, Sayoon also always appreciated them and tried to take care of them whenever he had the chance.

In this way, they were tightly connected to each other.

Even though we have different last names and blood, we can truly say that we are family.

And she…

perhaps.

You must have spent so much time without ever experiencing this.

So what kind of life has she led?

Sayun, who went to bed after finishing today’s work and training that was more difficult than usual, took a small breath when she saw that her surroundings were covered in a hazy fog again.

Just as she had expected, she was also appearing in tonight’s dream.

Sayoon, who saw a woman with gray hair and light purple eyes wearing a cotton hat slowly walking out of the fog, put her hand on the hilt of her sword and said.

“Can we talk for a moment?”

Her request was.

-Crash.

It was completely ignored in front of the great sword that was raised without a word.

It’s as if they’re saying that martial arts people communicate with martial arts skills.