episode_0353

According to the will of the late Tang Dong-ryang Baek-ho, this time, the suppression of traitors required imitating bandits, so each person had to dress up as a bandit.

In Cheong’s opinion, he couldn’t understand why he had to personally prepare the makeup needed for the operation.

But in fact, when it comes to ancient, primitive, and uncivilized armies, it was common for them to prepare their own items.

Anyway, Cheong took the fur coat from the special macho man with his neck broken and put it on.

This is because it is a high-end product no matter how you look at it.

Cheong, who stole a macho man’s fur coat and put it on, sniffs and smells it.

As a scent reminiscent of a temple or a temple rises, Cheong’s heart feels a little more at ease, as he is a Buddhist monk but a Buddhist monk.

Wow, you smelled it very well.

However, it is a little funny.

What kind of bandit in the world would wear a coat made of such high quality raccoon skin and even give it scent?

What on earth do you think of bandits?

Aren’t the fantasies about bandits too strong?

Even the peak is a hat.

Isn’t a hat made of marten skin one of the most luxurious hats you can buy in winter?

After putting it on and untying the folded part, it looks like it completely covers the face and only the eyes are sticking out.

And then I realized that Tang Dong-ryang Baekho’s hat, which had already passed away, was also a very high-end item.

This is because winter fur hats were used as a means of showing off each other’s wealth among soldiers, even if they were not meant to imitate bandits.

That hat is really nice too.

In the afterlife, you’ll probably be burning the district heating to keep yourself warm, so what do you even need a hat for?

The coat isn’t as good as this one, but it’s a high-end product.

Um, should I get you a funeral?

In the end, Cheong stuffed Tang Dong-ryang’s Baekho’s coat and hat into his travel bag with the help of a porter.

Although Cheong is dressed as a bandit, he appears to be a professional bandit.

After burying the body in fallen leaves and hiding it, Cheong climbs the mountain again.

Even though he is a powerful white tiger, he is only the last step in suppressing the traitors?

If the people at the top are wearing nice coats and hats like this, what about the guys above them?

Should I buy some winter clothes now?

So the sun set.

The coats of the Qing Dynasty became more luxurious, and their heads were covered with white marten fur, which is said to be the best among martens.

The unit price of winter clothes rose vertically, but there was no real income.

I’m here to catch a traitor, but if you find a suspicious person wandering around the mountain, give me a signal right away.

However, there is strangely no information about the suspicious guy, so all they can say is that he is a white-skinned student and can be recognized at a glance.

Aside from that, the scale of the mobilized military is unusual.

I don’t know the exact number because each person belongs to a different general department, but they say that the general department dispatched by 1200 people saw five Geumui Committee members, and they also say that there were some unpleasant eunuchs (they really said this) walking around.

Did you say that the steel veterans were not mobilized for the search but had set up a separate camp, and that only the staff knew where the ambush was?

After hearing the name ‘Geuminuiwiwi’, I suddenly remembered what happened in the Tang family.

The fake Hwagyeong expert who took Taesanggaju’s grandfather’s special aphrodisiac pill and shook his waist in the air to destroy the world was very strong.

Weren’t there some particularly strong people in the unfortunate event that took place around lunch time?

As I think about this, my teeth grind together again.

These bastards, how rotten are the so-called government officials in this country?

I have already heard that the current emperor is gnashing his teeth to kill all the martial arts bastards.

Let’s say it’s okay that public power hates private violent groups.

But what on earth is it like to kill everyone passing by to catch a traitor?

If you said it was a government official’s event, everyone would give you the silver coin without saying anything, but if you said it was impossible, everyone would have grumbled and asked why the silver silver was not returned, but they would have obediently returned.

However, their choice was a killer.

By cowardly disguising himself as a bandit.

Emperor Mucheon, that old man didn’t just rob the imperial palace and grab the emperor by the collar.

That’s because you only grab the collar. If it were me, I would have separated the collar from the neck bone instead of just grabbing the collar.

That’s a scary thought because Cheong is not from the central region.

Even Emperor Muchon, who is synonymous with such extremeness, only tried to scold him harshly, but never even thought of committing the outrageous and terrible crime of assassinating the Emperor.

It was also the reason why Cheong wandered around at night.

They are also dishonest, so they must be working in secret.

If you think about the work of the party, it would not be normal for even those tough bastards to be mobilized.

So you can’t pretend not to know.

Because that is cowardly and wrong.

If you didn’t know at all, you wouldn’t know. Even if you knew, you couldn’t pretend not to know.

In addition, there were those who died unjustly, and there must have been people who died before that.

Still, shouldn’t we pay tribute to those who were wronged and wear uniforms?

Cheong composed himself.

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In fact, the winter in the Namryeong Mountains cannot be said to be that harsh for a mountainous area in the central plains.

However, the cold is harsh enough for Sichuan people.

It’s amazing that even in the coldest winter in Sacheon’s history, the water has never frozen.

So, two Sichuan men are hiding in a crevice in a rock somewhere at the foot of the Namryeong Mountains, and the cold of the winter night seems to pierce their bones.

One person is just cold.

However, the other person was originally a cilantro and should not have been cold, but when a person’s muscles under the skin are exposed and blood is leaking, no matter how much a person is a cilantro, he or she cannot help but shiver from the cold.

“Wang, leave me alone.”

“You’re saying something funny.”

“Please, the heavenly maiden earnestly asks-”

Although she has gray hair, she is an old woman with not deep wrinkles.

However, blood had spread around the corner of his mouth, his complexion was pale, and there were dark shadows under his eyes, making him look like he was completely sick.

The young man snorted at that.

“Hmph. You’re being stupid. What can a white-washed student who doesn’t know how to do in these mountains go out alone and do?”

“But Wangya-”

“It’s all your fault. I should have anticipated this and taught them long ago how to climb mountains or how to survive. If I tried to wash my face alone, didn’t I make a fuss and block even a drop of water from reaching it? So I should be able to do something on my own.”

“Wang, please.”

“I hope you get better quickly. I had to have at least one strong escort to get out. If I had to leave alone, wouldn’t I end up wandering around the mountains and rivers and dying even if I weren’t one of those vicious bastards? This mountain is not an easy one.”

“Wangya, please. All you have to do is run north. Please use it while the celestial maiden is still ready to cause trouble, while it is still useful. Please, don’t die in vain-”

“This person, why do you have to die? Even if you have the will to die, you should do your best to get better. hmm. Here’s the water, ah. this. It’s empty.”

“Wangya. This is a lifelong wish of a heavenly woman-”

“That’s it. I’ll bring some water, so just wait patiently. And stop using that damn wish. Doing something is my lifelong wish. Only because I have so many wishes, tsk.”

“Wangya, king! Danger, danger!”

The old woman earnestly, but unable to raise her voice due to the enemies surrounding her, mournfully calls out to Wangya.

However, Wangya just clicked her tongue and headed out of the rock crevice.

King Deokhyeon came out to fetch water, but the night was much darker than expected and he was unable to take his steps.

On the way up, I saw a small stream flowing below, a stream that was almost like a leak rather than a stream.

So I went out out of curiosity, but when I got out, I realized that there was a bright spot in the rock that even the moonlight could see through.

In fact, once you become a king, you will never climb a mountain with your own feet.

Since it is a precious horse, it must be carried on a carriage, palanquin, or horse. If that is not possible, it must be carried on the back of a servant.

So, how could King Deokhyeon know how difficult it was to go down a pathless slope in the dark of night?

I tried to step carefully and press down, paying attention to whether it was slippery or because the ground was not broken or the rock was broken.

“What.”

Crispy!

King Deokhyeon continued to slide down the mountainside, and hit a stump with his knee, causing his body to bend and tumble, before hitting his shoulder on a rock and falling from a hill about three feet high.

Fortunately, there was water underneath.

I ended up getting completely buried in the fallen leaves piled up layer upon layer.

“Off.”

King Deokhyeon couldn’t stand up and wriggled among the fallen leaves.

I wonder if Guan Yu must have been in this kind of pain, with his knee feeling as if it had been torn open and his shoulder stuck with an arrow.

In pain so intense that he couldn’t even think of getting up, King Deokhyeon buried himself among the soft fallen leaves and waited for the pain to go away.

“Ugh.”

Deokhyeonchinwang turns his body and stretches out his arms.

The leaves have disappeared, and a bright half moon shines through the bare branches.

Once again, my situation is ridiculous and unsightly.

Since he is the king and doesn’t know how to do anything, he couldn’t even fetch a bucket of water and ended up lying around like this.

It was then.

Suddenly, a shadow appears against the moon, and a cold chill extends from my neck.

The unique coldness of metal. When the blade sticks to my neck, fear surges up, my heart feels like it’s about to explode, and my limbs feel numb and numb, making me feel like I’m trembling.

“What is this? Why are you rolling around on a moonlit night? A guy with fine feet leaves his good feet behind?”

A completely unexpected woman’s voice came out.

It was also a beautiful voice with a very beautiful tone and clear pronunciation that pierced your ears.

“I am a herbalist.”

“Are you a herbalist? For an herbalist, you speak short?”

“The herbalist.”

“In my life, I see herbalists dressed in silk clothes. Also, the herbalist wandering around foolishly in the mountains.”

“Wow, it was just that the night was so dark that I fell without being able to distinguish between the ground and the ground.”

“No, if you’re going to imitate an herbalist, you’ll have to do it properly. What kind of herbalist in the world uses text messages? Did you change jobs to a herbalist due to hardships while preparing for the civil service exam?”

“Uh, that’s right. You guessed it right.”

“You sound like a very high person?”

“No. Yes, no, no, I am not a high person. No.”

“You just said something really stupid. Eh. go? W?”

Oops. As I speak, I end up making mistakes.

In fact, with a knife at your throat, it would be wiser not to make mistakes in your words.

I thought the woman would suddenly grab my collar, but with unimaginable force, she was lifted up high.

While I’m out of breath-

Suddenly, the woman was pulling me by the collar, pulling me so hard that her nose was touching my face, or to be more precise, it was as if my nose was touching the mouth wrap covering my lower abdomen.

And somehow it feels familiar? The beautifully shaped eyes that seem to have been seen are distorted and move up and down and swing from side to side to evenly examine the face.

It was truly a hardship for King Deokhyeon, who was shaken by the collar.

Besides, isn’t she a truly nasty woman?

Why do you swing around and look at someone else’s body when all you have to do to look at it is to roll your eyes?

Then, suddenly, the woman’s eyes widened and-

“eng. freedom? Isn’t it freedom?”

“Freedom? How can you call me by that name?”

The pseudonym “Freedom” was created on the spot.

And there was only one person in the world who allowed me to call myself that.

“Seomuncheong, are you my friend?”

“Wow, it’s freedom. Wow, Sooreum. What, I see it all here. No, why are you rolling around on the floor on a moonlit night? Are you not hurt anywhere?”

Only then does Cheong give up his freedom and hit the dirt and fallen leaves that are on his body.

Jayu’s face blushed as he patted my butt and shook it off. No, what kind of woman has no flaws, what kind of weird thing is this?

“Ah. That’s right. Was the traitor free?”

“A traitor. You’re saying something rude.”

“Speak a little. Will you treat me like a king?”

Freedom smiled at him.

“Isn’t that why my friend says such rude things? But you, no, no. This is not the time.”

The smile lasts only a moment, and freedom grabs Cheong with an urgent expression.

“Please help me. Yeonpa was seriously injured, but the details don’t seem to be good. I should have shown it to the congressman right away, but I am ignorant of the situation in the mountains. So, please, can you take me to the doctor?”