episode_0451

The raindrops that fell one by one were so heavy that I thought it would rain heavily, but eventually, as I was about to finish eating, I thought, ahhh… … ! It started pouring really well.

The sound of rain heard in places where it does not normally rain creates a sense of coziness that soothes people’s nerves.

Jin Jang-myeong, who was dozing off after eating probably because he was tired from climbing the mountain all day, was overcome by the sound of rain and finally collapsed.

Cheong stands up from his seat.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to boil some water. Please wait a moment. My student will bring you hot water.”

“Keuhum. It’s raining so why? I was about to leave and come back after getting hit.”

Despite what he said, the corners of Cheon Yu-hak’s mouth loosened.

I am used to Cheong, Cheonyuhak, and overnight stays.

However, Cheong does not like to soak in hot water and get completely soaked. Otherwise, it would be a hassle, but if the sand is still the same tomorrow, it would be useless to wash it.

Cheon Yu-hak, on the other hand, tended to be neat even if he stayed overnight.

Since Cheong knows the teacher’s tastes, what should he do? The disciple should take care of it.

“That’s why I’m going to get some rain too. If a dorong gets exposed to rain once, will it smell less? Is it going to get washed away?”

“Less Nagin. men and horses. It’s worse.”

When Cheong opens the door, a refreshing sound pours out at once, filling the room.

Cheong hesitates for a moment and then jumps out of the eaves.

It is a heavy rain that feels like being hit by raindrops rather than being hit by rain.

Strangely, when I’m exposed to the rain like this, I think of the world beyond before I left the country.

why? Because it never rains over there?

Wow, it tastes refreshing. Hmm, green onion pancakes and seafood pancakes appeal to me. If you dip it in spicy soy sauce with finely chopped peppers, yea.

These are the thoughts of Cheong, who has just finished eating.

Cheong heads towards the center of the village.

“Off… … ”

It’s “. It’s tough, it’s tough.”

Surprisingly, all six were alive!

According to the opinion of the doctor, not the martial artist Cheong, there is no possibility of revival at all.

However, in the opinion of the martial artist Cheong, not the medical woman Cheong, they are good looking human beings.

Look, aren’t the corpses of the wronged villagers piled up in the vacant lot smiling brightly like that?

The corners of my mouth were very tongue-in-cheek.

But how can a corpse smile?

Cheong rubs his eyes.

But it’s not a mistake.

But wouldn’t the villagers who were massacred, all of the countless corpses, turn their heads and look at the evil enemies crawling like insects below them, smiling viciously with bright, hollow eye sockets?

There were even a lot of heads bent at impossible angles. Well, since they died once, they couldn’t die a second time, so they just turned them without paying attention to their neck bones and muscles?

“Keuuu, ugh… … ”

Painful moans can be heard clearly through the gag still in one’s mouth, even amidst the loud sound of rain.

Since your skin is stuck to your clothes, how painful it must be when the strong raindrops hit your melted body.

It would be better to kill him with a single sword.

“Does that have any meaning? Even if I die anyway, I will continue to suffer, right? Everyone is welcoming me and telling me to come quickly. If you go to the afterlife, oh.”

Cheong snaps his fingers.

“There is a saying that when you go to the afterlife, the innocent people you killed will come out to meet you with swords. Since all the guilty people will be in hell, only the innocent people will come out to seek revenge. Well, isn’t this okay? This is the afterlife.”

Cheong, whose mood suddenly improved, hums happily and leaves.

Go into an empty house, pick up empty pots, two here, two from the next door, and two from the next door. Well, the dishes aren’t washed here, pass.

There is also a pot in the house I am staying in now.

However, since washing the dishes was a hassle, I went out to check on the condition of the burning human blankets and find a clean pot to boil water.

After giving the whole pot of boiled water to Master, the sun had completely set and it was still pouring rain, so it was completely dark and there was nothing to see.

“Then, take a break. I will sleep in the room next to Jang Myeong and greet you in the morning.”

It is not necessary to go in and out with the teacher.

I just gave you hot water, so you should wash it.

“Okay. Tomorrow, as soon as dawn breaks, I will return to Jukmukhyeon, so don’t stay up for no reason and go to bed early.”

“That’s right. Do you have any fragrance (soap)?”

“Heng. Have you noticed that I don’t carry incense sticks? You are the one who doesn’t wash, not me.”

“I’m just going to wash in the rain in the front yard.”

“Why are you saying that you are going to take a shower? But, I was wondering if I might be peeking, huh? No. You want to wash it with rain? Outside?”

“You poured a lot of it? If you lather it up and wash it thoroughly -”

“No, what is it? The girl has no fear. No matter how dark the day is ”

“Ah, no one will come looking for me even if I lose, and I can’t even see an inch ahead, so what’s the point?”

“Tsk, Arthur, Arthur. Is this bold, or, um, ha, I have no words to express this. There are levels to being easy-going, and you’re not a boy. How could a girl want to take off her clothes and go outside?”

If Seomun Surin heard it, it was a sound that would cause great distress.

So, a man can strip naked and wash his body in running rain, but a woman cannot?

hmm. Of course that doesn’t work. That’s right.

But if it works for men but not for women.

But what about this stupid disciple? No matter how dark it is at night, how could a woman expose her body so clearly?

So in the end, the student will end up earning one nuclear honey night.

Unfortunately, Seomun Surin is not here.

Cheon Yu-hak has no desire to argue with his students over such a masculine topic.

Cheong has experience washing in rainwater through his past experience at the military gate.

So, in Cheong’s opinion, it’s okay since no one is going to see it anyway, right?

In Jungwon, there is no acid rain and clean water falls. Isn’t it actually cleaner than the Jungwon style bath where you scoop up water and then wash it?

So, the truly miraculous scene of the most influential star in the world running out with scented foam and enjoying a bath in rainwater ends without anyone seeing it.

The sky was covered with clouds and the ground was filled with water, so it could be said that one of the most beautiful scenes in the human world passed by without anyone noticing.

—-

Cheong wakes up early in the morning.

When I lay down and thought about it last night, I felt like I needed to get the burnt bodies out of sight.

I think it may seem a bit odd to the elderly and young children.

As if it wasn’t enough after raining all night, it’s still raining and it’s dark out there, but it looks like the sun has come up close to the ridge.

With Cheong’s superhuman vision, the outlines of objects could barely be distinguished.

When I put on my clothes and went out to the square, I saw that the blankets had been burned by the flames, leaving them dead and stuck in the mud.

hmm. I wish I was alive, but maybe it rained overnight so I died faster?

Cheong roughly grabs her by the ankle and throws her over the wall of the fir tree.

There is no need to bury it or hide it, just put it away so that it is not visible on the way out.

And while looking at the pile of corpses of villagers, Cheong tilts his head.

what? Weren’t you smiling yesterday?

Or did you return to your original state because you were satisfied with seeing your enemy die?

Cheong felt a little disappointed.

If you’re already smiling, just smile a little more.

Master and Jangmyeong could have shown it to me and said, look, these people are smiling because they have let go of their resentment at least a little.

But regret is regret, and a dead person is a dead person.

It’s sad that he died, but I can’t criticize him and ask why he’s not smiling.

Cheong respectfully places his hands together and recites the ancestral rites.

Then, after saying good morning, we light a fire and prepare breakfast with Jangmyeong, who has slept soundly since early evening.

To be exact, Jang Myeong was busy snooping around here and there, doing nothing, and in fact, Cheong was preparing breakfast by himself.

But this is essentially the youngest’s job.

By messing around with people around you, you’re not doing anything, but you’re sending a signal that you at least want to help.

That’s because if the youngest handles things clumsily, they can ruin what was supposed to be, so it’s the youngest’s job to just watch from the side and understand how things work.

Still, taking the attitude of wanting to help is just a trick to being loved.

“How is it that the dinner table is the same as yesterday? No, hasn’t it become worse than yesterday? Last night, egg porridge was still served?”

The dining table in Jungwon is divided into chae and banh, or in the style of Cheong’s hometown, dishes and meals (main dishes and side dishes).

And there is a class to meals, so rice is on the same level as white porridge, and to be on the same level as egg porridge, shouldn’t it be egg fried rice, that is, egg fried rice?

“Hey, what kind of porridge are you eating this morning? And you need ingredients to make it.”

“What is it? What does breakfast have to do with porridge?”

“Ah, people need to eat to gain strength.”

“What? What does food have to do with strength?”

This is something that Joongwon-in cannot understand.

But to Cheong, it is common sense.

What’s been dead since morning?

Porridge is when you’re sick, or it’s the end of a soup.

“Isn’t this the same stew as yesterday?”

That is the limit of pseudo-subordination.

Why, even in Cheong’s hometown, isn’t there someone who is particularly amazing at making unidentified mixed stews and leftover fried rice with things they have at home?

Cheong’s skills are just that.

Still, I know how to distinguish between what is delicious and what should not be added if I taste it properly, and I am good at controlling the seasoning, so even if I make it roughly, I end up with something edible.

“There was a chicken coop outside. Shouldn’t you have slaughtered a few chickens and cooked them well?”

Cheong laughs at that.

“I don’t know how to catch a chicken.”

“What is it? Why?”

“Uh, do I usually need to know?”

Oh, and Cheonyuhak too.

Of course, the disciple is a martial artist, so wouldn’t it be normal for him to not know?

“Hmm, no, I’m good at staying overnight. Since he picked and ate berries, picked mushrooms, and dug up vegetables, I thought he knew how to hunt.”

“I hunt, but I don’t know about grooming. If you just bake it, it becomes fishy and tough. Plus, it’s burnt on the outside and uncooked on the inside.”

“Of course it is because the blood and oil are not removed. Oh my, I should have said it sooner. When I go to Laosan this time, I will teach you.”

“Oh, Master, you know how to do it?”

“I learned it as a hobby.”

“Then, can you teach me how to kill chickens now? I have starch powder in the kitchen, it tastes good when fried.”

“No, when are you slaughtering the chicken? I’m going to go home anyway, but for lunch, I can go to a restaurant and eat a big meal.”

“Even if you don’t, it’s good to learn when you have chickens without an owner.”

He is very passionate about learning when it comes to eating.

If I was this serious about martial arts, I might have been at the next level by now.

We have a rewarding learning experience through untimely practice of catching chickens.

It was a moment for Cheong, who is always serious about eating, to learn how to slaughter birds.

Wow. Now you can catch and eat the bird.

Everything was searched. Just wait.

Could it really be said that it was a coincidence that all the mountain birds in the central plains flinched and trembled at this moment?

—-

Jeomukhyeon is back again.

In fact, there is a reason why he returned to Jeommuhyeon instead of heading to Nosan.

“If you’re going to mess around in the mountains, you have to at least hide your identity. How can I handle that resentment?”

“Oh. Then?”

“I need to change my face. Okay, take this time to learn something too. It’s not a very difficult technique. Isn’t it that difficult to change one’s impression of a person in the first place?”

So, after unpacking and coming out, I wandered around the market and shopped around for various things.

Starch, glue, paste. And beeswax and honey for sewing tools? Why honey?

There are tendons, fascia, intestines, all kinds of grain powder, etc.

It was a miscellaneous shopping cart list whose purpose was unknown.

Then, upon returning, a full-fledged Shintu makeup lesson follows.