episode_0378

Cheong checked the shape of the moon outside.

Let’s see, now is the time. At the end of the congratulatory poem, or at the beginning of the inauguration ceremony?

It’s not that the request is sketchy.

This is because measuring time by looking at the astronomy is not entirely accurate.

The appointment was at midnight, so it was already half past midnight.

However, since Cheong was alone, being late for the appointment was not due to oversleeping.

Because I had already arrived at the meeting place very early in the first place.

Yonggungnu Yongwangsil.

As the name suggests, this is the best room in Yonggungnu.

And right below the Dragon King’s Room on the seventh floor was the Plum Room.

Cheong pricked his ears and focused on the sound coming from nearby.

But there was nothing particularly unusual.

After the appointed time, all I hear is muttering to myself, such as why didn’t this bitch come, why did the letter really not arrive, or did she receive it and ignore it?

From his persistent eavesdropping, Cheong judged that there was no need to stampede anyone or set up an ambush in another room.

Are you alone? Do you feel like you’re alone?

I checked around half an hour just in case, but it seemed like the group wasn’t there.

Only then did Cheong open the door to the outside.

The reason it is a door and not a window is because the walls of these high-rise luxury guest rooms are entirely made of sliding doors.

Cheong lightly jumped to the eaves of the lower floor.

I was surprised and felt like my side was cramping, but I can tolerate this now.

Cheong, holding back a moan, knocks harshly on the door with a grin on his side.

The door suddenly opens with the sound of footsteps.

“Hehe, I didn’t expect it to come from outside the window. Okay, come on in.”

It’s not particularly hostile, is it?

Cheong relaxed a little.

Yeonseo’s owner was an old man with very wrinkles.

The skin is full of dark spots, the areas that are not blooming have a shiny complexion typical of old people, and it is a collection of fine wrinkles as if one is 100 years old.

“So, you know my secret?”

“Wow, you’re short-tempered. You make people wait for half an hour and then immediately say something of your own. Then write it. I am said to be the treasure of the judge.”

“This is Cheonhwageom Seomuncheong.”

“Okay. Do you enjoy the tea ceremony? If you come to Guangxi, you must drink Yukbo.”

Speaking of Yukbo tea, it is considered one of the world’s best teas and is almost the only specialty of Guangxi Province.

Of course, Gyerim Swordsman continued to serve them until they were tired of treating them as a special guest.

“I’m already sick of it. And that too, on time. Don’t you just have a passion? Yukbocha’s medicinal scent was too strong for my taste.”

Chungsi tea refers to tea made from the excrement of caterpillars that eat tea leaves.

Beyond the price, it is incredibly valuable.

Boyeol’s expression turned sour at that.

“Will the Gyerim sword faction give up their loyalty?”

“Yes.”

“Ha, you rotten water strider. Chungsi tea where even babies are treated well. Tsk. That’s it. Just drink it. It’s not like you should call someone to change the tea leaves at this time, and you probably don’t want to be seen by others.”

Then, they are busy mixing the water by turning several kettles to adjust the temperature of the tea water in the kettle placed on the stove.

I grumbled while pouring the tea like that.

“Yongjeong. People who don’t know about cars always visit Yongjeong. The only car I know is Yongjeong. What a great car the Yongjeong is.”

The atmosphere suddenly feels like a tea party.

Cheong’s eyes fluttered and his eyes fell on the snacks piled up beautifully like gold bars on the table.

There was something that looked like a yellow shell stuck in the translucent, thin, elongated rectangle.

What is this?

It’s so suspicious. It’s so very suspicious.

Since it’s suspicious, I’ll have to try it first. yes. Yum Yum.

The identity of the snack was a fermented soybean jelly made by boiling down kumquats.

However, it has a chewy texture because it contains a lot of kumquat syrup.

and! Sweet and sour!

Cheong’s expression brightened at the taste of his hometown for the first time in a long time.

“No, the tea leaves haven’t even blown, so why are you just drinking the tea?”

“Hmm. Yes.”

Now was not the time to eat and play.

Cheong becomes sullen and puts down Go.

As a result, the unique medicinal scent of old tea (I mean that in a good way) fills the room.

“It’s done.”

In the original Jungwon etiquette, tea drinking etiquette is separately classified as tea etiquette.

The reason why an old person boils tea well and then says it is ready is because children originally pour tea for adults.

Of course, usually the host gives priority to the guest, but isn’t that a relationship between host and guest?

The Qing Dynasty was tempered by the harsh nuclear bombardment of Ximen Shulin.

Boyeol brews a cup of tea with such graceful movements that even an experienced tea ceremony master would be impressed, and Boyeol shows his gratitude in the southern style of the Central Plains by tapping his fingers on the table three times.

First, Cheong takes a deep breath, fills in the scent, and slightly moistens his lips to taste it.

hmm. It tastes good. But the smell of ginseng… … .

Yukbocha is characterized by its hemp scent.

“So, the old man knows my secret.”

“Hmph. You also have an impatient personality.”

“It’s late at night, what are you doing?”

“Hehe, that’s not wrong. okay. Other people may not know, but you can’t fool my eyes.”

Cheong looked at Bo-yeol with a nervous expression.

What on earth do you know about my secret?

“ These four were the minority witches of their time.”

“En.”

“Hehe, it’s a masterpiece. The late exponent of the political faction, Shinryong, the best among them, is actually a minor witch. Who could have imagined?”

Boyeol laughs as if it’s fun.

Cheong asks carefully, looking a little disappointed.

“Uh. Is that all you know about my secret? I learned Sosumagong?”

no way. Is this all? You learned magic?

Is this all the money and effort that goes into getting the most expensive room at night, not being able to sleep, and clinging to the floor and listening to every word to see if there is anything suspicious?

no way. Probably not?

“I guess that’s all.”

Cheong felt relieved and wary at the same time.

Well then. Get to the point, old man!

“Now, no, since you are there, how many people in previous generations know that a few witches have enemies in the blood cult? Aren’t you, who inherited Sosu’s magic, a demon of the blood religion?”

“Uh, and?”

“You deceived the people of the world very cleverly. It was an identity I also could not have imagined.”

AC. I’m going out.

Cheong was disappointed again.

In fact, just because I knew the secret didn’t mean I came here with caution.

Maybe it’s a status window, or maybe it’s a stranger comrade from a different era than here.

I can ask for help from someone who has more information than me, and even if that’s not the case, I might be able to promote friendships such as ‘100 reasons why Jungwon is uncivilized’ or ‘Unraveling the theory of making modern food’.

But what? Have a person come to you in the middle of the night just because you know how to use a small magic attack.

This is a total loss of 1 million for the jeweler, no, a total loss for me, a loss of half my life.

AC, give me back my expectations, my sense of crisis, and my money and time.

To make up for the loss, I have to eat a lot of expensive snacks.

Cheong punished Bo-yeol with outrageous acts that were downright evil, such as chewing the sour bean paste in anger and gulping down the snacks that were supposed to go with the tea.

This can be said to be an inhumane atrocity that no human being could bear, just like removing snacks from a drinker.

Isn’t Bo-yeol laughing even in the face of such terrifying retaliation from the Qing?

“There is no need to be so anxious. Because I didn’t call you to say something so bad.”

“Ha. I’m saying this because I got caught. Actually, my real identity is not Seomuncheong.”

“Really? The Murim League is also very despicable. A while ago, some kid who was a Murim League patrolman was hiding as a ganja of the blood religion, but this time it was Shinryong. Okay, so what is your identity?”

Ah, you know Eon Yeon-young.

These days, I’m having a lot of fun impersonating Eon Yeon-young.

Another attempt was blocked in advance.

“Secret. Don’t tell me. If you can figure it out, figure it out. So, why did you call me? If you don’t want to be found out, just listen to me quietly?”

“Well, that’s it.”

“Aren’t you scared of summoning a few witches? Would you like to taste Sosumagong?”

“I left a letter in the guest room where I was staying. If I don’t go back, someone will come to the guesthouse to look for it, and the letter containing your identity will also be found. Then the whole world will know your identity, if you don’t mind.”

“ This is a really scary threat.”

Since the teacher has already taught you that if you insist, there is nothing to be afraid of.

However, after hearing it, I am curious.

Why did you prepare such nice tea and delicious snacks for me?

After digging a hole in the floor and listening for a while, I came to the conclusion that this old man also came alone without a companion.

“So, what do you want?”

Cheong, who couldn’t resist being curious, asked.

Here, if you say something obvious like telling me to take it off or saying things like Unwoojirak, I will send you to the underworld with a special express of Sosu magic power, Heuksal magic power, Rotation magic power, Wheel-wheel magic power, and the world’s top ten magic power.

Unfortunately, the Hundred Eight Sura Black Man has only two hands, so he cannot be with us.

is not it? Like anyone else, if you put a sword in your mouth, can you use half of the world’s ten greatest demonic powers?

Unfortunately, the old man was old and did not seem to have a strong sexual desire.

Boyeol takes out a small vial from his pocket.

“ character. This is called blood poison.”

“Are you telling me to eat this? If you want the antidote, obey my words?”

“Although he is a demon of the blood religion, he seems to be ignorant about poison. You don’t know about blood poisoning, one of the ten most poisonous poisons in the world.”

Cheong tilted his head at that.

“Are you in your teens again? No, who on earth decides the best ten collections? Moreover, when it comes to extreme poisons, who else chose the ten strongest poisons? Who tried every poison in the world and rated which one was the most painful and poisonous?”

“Keuhum. Hmm, hmm.”

In fact, except for a few really famous poisons, the rest is just a list filled with well-known poisons.

The most important thing is that the poisoner secretly adds the poison he created.

Boyeol also secretly placed the extreme poison he created on the top ten extreme poisons in the world, and Boyeol, who had hit the nail on the head, cleared his throat and drank tea cup after cup for no reason.

And as I stretched out my hand to purify my astringent mouth with refreshment, I stopped moving.

Why, why are there no refreshments!

Now Boyeol has lost the means to purify his astringent tongue.

There is no choice but to continue to suffer, so the punishment of eating Cheong’s tea is such a terrible revenge.

“So, what should I do with this?”

“Feed that to Gyerim Swordsman Munju Kang Su-yang. It’s not a bad thing for you either, is it? I don’t care what the religious sects are up to, but isn’t it something you too would like for a sect to disappear?

It was an intention to preserve heat.

Speaking of blood poison, it is the same as the death of a judge, and after Kang Su-yang died of poisoning, it would not be long before it was revealed that it was Boyeol’s poison.

In that case, he would have achieved the mission of the Sapa Alliance to take over Guangxi alone, and he would take all the credit for it.

Cheong pouted his lips.

I thought it was a bit sweet, but it seems that the Sapa guy is just a Sapa guy.

However, Cheong is in trouble.

Because I crave poison so much.

Want! The world’s greatest poison!

The Qing had already poisoned two masters of the Flower Classics.

I don’t know if it’s truly one of the ten most poisonous poisons in the world, or if it’s just the creator’s bluff, but I’m sure it’s an incredibly strong poison.

With this, you can easily kill the big madou that has been killed by fire, right?

The best of the political faction is the idea of a very righteous, charlatan who wants to get rid of the Daemadu, led by late Ji-soo.

“So, kill Kang Su-yang with this poison. Then you will turn a blind eye to the fact that I am a minor witch?”

“Okay.”

“Hmm. I understand.”

Cheong said and grabbed the poison bottle.

Oops, I got a deadly poison.

However, Cheong said he understood, but did not say he would do it.

It could be said that she is a very mean-spirited bitch who deceives powerful old men without putting any saliva in her mouth.

“As expected. It’s good to communicate well. Don’t think I’m threatening you. Isn’t this something we want to be good to each other?”

Bo-yeol didn’t even know he had been tricked, and a big smile appeared on his old face.