Murim Login Chapter 329

Chapter 329

When the identity of Songil Island was revealed, people were amazed.

Hyuk Mu-jin, who admired Moorim even before joining Taewon Jinga, naturally knew the story about him, and pretended to know that he had even heard about Cheongpung from Geomseong.

“Cheap. Grandfather said that King Pyo was a good man, gulp.”

“… … OK, so swallow it all and tell me. please.”

“yes! It sucks.”

Even Cheongpung knew it, so there was nothing to say about the other two.

Joo Hwa-ran, the granddaughter of King Pyo, was looking at the jade hairpin with trembling eyes, and the gung-gi-bang was excited as it bounced things in its mouth in all directions.

“And, Guangdong true value!”

巨???? t

H-LI-? F!

Song Il-seom, who knocked out dozens of rice balls spewed out with chopsticks, responded.

“As I said, the lifeline of Guangdong Jinga has already been cut off. Anyway, what can I do to make it stand out from its mouth?”

“My master also told me about King Pyo’s Manly Pyo (萬里?). But the child in that story was you!”

“Did you hear the words through your nose? That child is my father. And it’s dirty, so stop spitting it out.”

Hey, hit it all.

Song Il-seom swung his chopsticks like lightning again and asked me.

“Is this beggar really the aftermath of the opening?”

“Even though it looks like that, the afterglow is right. why?”

“I hope the rain of heaven pours down from the spout. I want to be a disciple of Sichuan Tang Monk.”

“Well, maybe not.”

Hwaran Joo, who had been staring at 人K1, Ok Binyeo, whom we were having such a conversation with, opened her mouth.

“I heard from my father. My grandfather said that he had been curious about the news of Jinga in Guangdong until the end. But he couldn’t find it in the end…”

“That left a grudge even to my grandmother. I had to run away with my newborn father without leaving a single letter.”

“Why did you suddenly disappear?”

“Because it was dangerous. The martial arts silver family of Chenjia in Guangdong was all destroyed by fire, but people say they didn’t believe that fact.”

“If you are still within the sphere of influence of the political faction… … .”

“Greed doesn’t discriminate between political factions and outlaws. Among those who were aiming for the pinnacle martial arts of Jinga in Guangdong, there were those who couldn’t handle it even with the name of the King.”

Nanse (亂世).

When I remembered these two letters, I seemed to know the situation the hat had to go through at the time.

In times of chaos, rules between people break down, people become faithful to their instincts, and morality fades.

The mother ran away to protect her children from people’s greed. She doesn’t tell anyone.

“My grandmother was a girl who couldn’t match even a third-rate swordsman, but she was wiser than ten top masters put together.”

Song Il-seom, who was silent for a while, added a word.

“Of course, people couldn’t even avoid birth, aging, disease, and death.”

“ Then… …

“He passed away from illness when I was 10 years old. He gave me this jade hairpin and told me everything about it. It was an amazing story I had never heard before.”

Contrary to his blunt appearance, Song Il-seom had quite a talent for telling stories.

The only thing I was curious about was his parents, but after hearing that he had wandered the streets after his grandmother’s death, there was no need to ask.

Unfortunately, it was clear that both of them had a short-lived life.

And when one question disappeared, another question filled the void.

“Then how did you build up that level of skill?

Song Il-seom’s answer was simple,

“On the battlefield.”

“Did you live as a ronin?”

“Because I didn’t have any talent for begging. There were more guys who beat me because their facial expression was unpleasant than the one who threw an iron coin.”

Gunggibang, who had been listening quietly, shook his head as if he was very sympathetic.

“There is a royal road to begging. The most important thing for a beggar is a face and expression that arouse sympathy, but if you’re handsome like Song So-hyeop or me, it’s hard to earn pennies, and I also had many days of starvation like that.”

Song Il-seom said with a straight face.

“Hu-gae, what you said now is quite unpleasant. Please do not insult me.”

“Why is that? Have you ever seen my face when I was young? Without exaggeration, did Song-ok cry?”

“Is Songok crying?”

Song Il-seom stared at the gung-gi-bang’s face, which looked like Picasso’s masterpiece.

“That face makes me cry. If you run into me at night, stay away from me. If I suddenly see your face, I might accidentally cut you.”

Song Il-seom, who was contemplating with a face of whether he would just cut it right now, continued his story.

“Anyway, begging is a sickness, like this

There were no jobs to do. After starving for over three days, the sky looked yellow. I thought it would be better to become a swordsman than to starve to death.”

“Geomdong? The one holding the sword?”

“okay.”

“Isn’t that what people with a lot of money hire? It’s annoying to carry a sword, so I’m leaving it to you.”

“Do you think people with a lot of money are going to take and use a slobbery kid who doesn’t know where he came from?”

“That too.”

“Surprisingly, the most hired swordsman

It’s the ronin people. I usually do all sorts of chores, and when I’m in a hurry, I use it as a knife holder.”

I thought that was part-time job, but when I looked it up, it turned out to be part-time job in Hell.

“It was not a very comfortable and pleasant experience.”

Song Il-seom calmly listed his past.

Usually, he took care of himself in all sorts of abuse and violence, and collected weapons in the rain of arrows.

On the day that Rongin abandoned him and ran away because he was busy saving his own life, he had to experience hell.

“I hid among the piles of corpses for four days. I barely survived and went to find the ronin, and he found the sword he had left behind.”

“Wow, what a madman.”

“Fortunately, the two guns I was in charge of were unharmed.

“… … Wow, what a crazy bastard.”

“It wasn’t like him. He started talking nonsense saying that he had originally entrusted three sacks, and then said that if you don’t want to be killed by dogs, get rid of it. Of course, without a single penny for the past year’s work.”

Song Il-seom muttered as he brushed up his bangs.

“I was pissed off.”

Unsurprisingly, he chose the quicker route instead of filing a complaint with the Ministry of Labor.

“It happened to be two swords. I picked up one of them. It was heavy.”

“I must have won.”

“Killed him.”

Song Il-seom, who lightly corrected my words, turned his chopsticks round and round.

“It wasn’t that difficult. It was a martial art I had always seen, and it was obvious. Like a pre-arranged sum, I dodged ten times and stabbed once, and then I collapsed.”

gulp.

Hyuk Moo-jin swallowed dry spit and asked.

“How old were you?

“twelve? thirteen? I can’t remember, but it was definitely about that.”

“Well, then the other person… …

“I was a third-rate ronin with nothing much to do. If I was first-rate, would you think I was crazy?”

No, it seems crazy that a kid who didn’t even graduate from elementary school attacked the Moorim people in the first place.

‘What did I do at that age.’

I don’t know. He must have been playing while digging his snot.

This guy is also talented.’

There are countless Moorim factions and clans all over the world.

If the names Gupailbang and Odaesega are group 1, then there is bound to be group 2.

According to what the Jeokcheongang passed by, Guangdong Jinga did just that.

‘Where does the samurai blood go?’

At that time, admiring the thought that I was the only one who could achieve that level of achievement without the family’s secret martial arts.

“You can’t believe it, are you a mourning guest?”

“It was called that ten years ago. By the way, is the snout Hwasubun?

“Huh, I never thought that famous wedding guest would be a young man my age.”

wedding guest. That seems to be the nickname of Songil Island.

Were you as famous as your skills?

Joo Hwa-ran also opened her eyes wide.

“Are you the guest who was said to have won the hundredth battle of life and death?”

“Two hundred and fifty, to be exact. They’re all lies, so there’s no need to make a fuss. There are two more guys younger than me and great here.”

Cheongpung, who finished most of the food before he knew it, answered with a heehem laugh.

“No. Still, Sohyeop Song is great.”

I nodded too.

“Oh, it’s tough. Although weaker than me.”

“… … Are these making fun of me?”

He said while slurping that the blue wind looked like a fertilized fruit.

“Noriungeo aingeo!”

“I’m not kidding.”

Song Il-seom’s eyes moved toward me at the friendly interpretation.

“you?”

“I’m just kidding.”

“… … Do you have any alcohol? I want to have a drink after a long time.”

* * *

The meal, which started early in the evening, ended only after midnight.

Song Il-seom, who had deliberately emptied the good wine and the strong wine one after another, was resting his head on the table, and his cheeks were flushed from the juhwaran he had been drinking while sipping.

and… … .

‘Now is really the time to go.’

When I got up from my seat, Gunggibang drove away the drunkenness with air power, and Hyukmujin had already become a gongra and carried Cheongpung, who was snoring loudly.

“Excuse me, sir.”

“Are you leaving already?”

“I want to stay longer, but I don’t think I can this time.”

“is that so.”

The drunken eyes bent like half moons.

A light step, as if dancing. Clear dimples on the cheeks. Apparently, her injection was laughter.

“Wait, would you like to walk?”

“Let’s walk. Flowers have just bloomed in the garden.”

“Uh. Congratulations. It must be pretty.”

A burst of laughter broke out. Before I could ask why she was laughing, Joo Hwa-ran laughed and walked out the door.

I hesitated to follow her, but I hesitated and turned around.

“Are you not coming out?”

“… … Are you a person?”

“… … A man worse than a beggar, a man like a beggar, a man worse than a beggar.”

“What is it, why are your eyes open like that?”

“It is my heart.”

“It is my heart.”

“let’s go. Zhu So-je’s flowers bloomed in the garden. If you look around together and leave right away, the time is just right… …

The words that were about to continue were interrupted by the sighs of Gung Gi-bang and Hyuk Moo-jin.

The two men shook their heads in horror and spoke in turn.

“I’m going to poop, get along.”

“Me too. I’ll take turns going back and forth, so take your time and look around.”

“… … uh, yes.”

Why are these guys like that? Maybe it’s because my stomach hurts a lot, but today, the expressions on my face are almost the same as those of evil spirits.

It must have been a mistake to read contempt and anger in his eyes.

I hurriedly came out and started walking through the flower garden alongside Ju Hwa-ran, who was waiting for me.

“What can I say about Jin Dae-hyup, he is a very interesting person.”

“is it so?”

you]. Although there are times when it is frustrating

place… … Well, in a way, that’s an advantage.”

≪

what is this. Are you going to turn me around now?

The smile on Joo Hwa-ran’s lips grew thicker at my bewildered expression.

“I don’t know how long it has been since I laughed out loud. It seems like half a year has passed.”

“Hmm? Didn’t you laugh last time too? When passing by Heukseok Mountain.”

“Oh, is that so?”

“Isn’t it just that you don’t remember? It’s already been twice in three days.”

“Well. Is it really like that?”

Joo Hwa-ran, who had been muttering with a booming voice, suddenly pointed to the sky.

“Jin Daehyeop, do you see that?”

“I see. It’s a full moon.”

“The moon is very bright today.”

“Jusojeo, you know what? They say the moon is bright because it reflects the light from the sun.”

“yes?”

“No, I’m not talking nonsense.

really. A well-known study… … I heard it from a scholar. where is it, yes On the side of the imperial palace.”

Once again, there was a chuckle of laughter.

“No, this is true… …

“Okay. I’ll believe it.

“yes?’,

“this.”

Ju Hwa-ran stuck out something to me, who felt unfair.

It is a hard and elongated wooden box. already

I’ve seen it once in Daru

“Maybe this.”

“That’s right, 100 years old three.”

“I’m weak compared to what you did, but would you accept it? To make my heart at least a little more comfortable.”

I stared at the juhwaran and the wooden box alternately without a word. Should I refuse, should I not, should I refuse… … .

After several conflicts, he finally nodded.

“I’ll be fine. thank you.”

Joo Hwa-ran smiled brightly. Its appearance is brighter than the moon floating in the sky.

I wonder if we walked for about a corner while exchanging small talk, and the flowers lined up on either side of it began to slowly shrink.

Joo Hwa-ran, who was walking side by side, also slowed down.

“Daehyup Jin.”

“yes. The main source.”

“Can I do well?”

Her voice, coming out of nowhere, was wet and desolate.

Maybe that’s why he drank.

But there are times. The day when you can’t suppress your emotions with anything, the moment when the emotions you’ve been trying to suppress overflow.

“Really, can I do well?”

I suddenly opened my mouth.

“It’s okay if you can’t.”

Are you okay, I understand that feeling now. cheer up

Any words of consolation will be empty

There are times to reel. Of course, it’s not okay, and others who are one step away cannot understand everything about the person in question, and even if they are told to cheer up, their strength does not suddenly surge.

The reason I didn’t offer clumsy consolation to Joo Hwa-ran today was because she was already struggling enough.

“Joo So-jeo is also a human being. You don’t have to do it, and it’s okay if you don’t work hard.”

Just do what you’ve been doing, go with the flow.

Not the steps of others, but one step at my own pace.

“Wouldn’t that be enough?”

Eyes filled with tears looked up at me. Soon it bends like a half moon.

* * *

widely!

kicked the ground The scenery recedes and the ground flies by.

The voices of Ju Hwa-ran and the people of Yongbong-pyo-guk gradually faded away and then stopped abruptly.

Only then did the two guys who had been keeping an eye on them opened their mouths.

“Looking at it earlier, my eyes were swollen…

“Have you ever cried? oh no Probably not.”

It’s dark, but I managed to look carefully.

When I didn’t respond, Mujin Hyuk pointed to his bulging chest and asked.

“But what is it?”

“Oh, this.”

I forgot to put it in my inventory.

I answered with a smile. It reminds me of someone’s lie.

“Three thousand years.”

W] Eh?”

“Huh?”