Chapter 437
As the name suggests, the ship is a ship built with a priority on speed.
In terms of weight class, if a regular combat ship is a heavyweight, a good ship is a welterweight lower than that?
As a result, the size of the hull was not very large, which meant that there was no place to hide from the eyes of others.
“Oops. ，，
“Daehyup Jin. What did you come here for?”
Two bandits who had been fooling around at the stern of the hull recognized me and bowed.
I nodded solemnly and opened my mouth.
“Live… …
At that moment, something sharp pricked the Myeongmyeonghyeol on the back.
“Live, spread.”
“yes?”
“Look around. I have something to share with this friend.”
“Ah, I see.”
no. don’t agree please doubt me
I continued with my eyes wide open as I looked sideways at Mungyeong, who was sitting close to my side.
“please! Take a look! If someone asks me about me, let me know that I am with Mungyeong!”
“uh. I see.”
“No, I don’t know. That’s right! My Master! If Master finds me…
“I don’t think that will happen.”
Mungyeong laughed brightly and cut off my words.
“It sounds like you have something to share with Jinwigyeong Daehyeop. Anyway, we’re here to see a doctor for a while, so don’t worry and go. If you are resting in the cabin, I will inform you later.”
“Then we are good.”
There’s nothing sweeter than a legal joke during a boring vigil.
Thanks to this, the bandits, who were able to drink honey under the cool shade, left with a smile, and the transmission sound I was trying to send with my last hope was blocked by Mungyeong’s words.
“Do you think you have three or four lives?”
“There are two options. From now on, answer all the questions the old lady asks, or if you don’t want to, keep your mouth shut.”
I asked what my heart would be like.
“What if I choose the second option?”
“I will go to Hubei.”
“That’s fine… …
Just as he was about to answer, Mungyeong calmly continued.
“It will sink to the bottom of the Yangtze River and float all the way to Hubei. Quietly.”
“… … I think he said he quit killing.”
“It depends on the will of the old man. None of your business.”
No, Shibeol, it’s not like I’m quitting smoking… … .
Stunned, I asked again.
“Are you threatening to kill someone you believe in?”
“I am a former believer. It’s been a long time since I passed that name on to my pupil. So what’s the answer?”
I glared at Mungyeong.
“Do you think I will yield to this level of intimidation?”
“of course.”
“You saw it right. I will answer all your questions wholeheartedly.”
Mungyeong, who was at a loss for words for a moment and didn’t have an answer, opened her mouth after silence.
“I’ll see all the oddballs.”
“From the looks of it, it seems to be common for both of us. Take a survey of former Moorim and Seo-gu surveys. Who is the strangest guy?”
“bloke?”
“Your tongue is twisted. sorry.”
The skin all over the body stands up at the momentum that Mungyeong is letting go.
Mungyeong, who looked at me silently as I swallowed dry saliva, spat out a word.
“Changdanjeon (中丹田).”
,,yes? ，，
“A few days ago, no, even half a day ago, your banquet hall was closed. But what kind of trick did he use to achieve such a great feat overnight?”
It was this. The reason why you called me separately.
‘I knew I noticed, but.’
The state of martial arts is a perfect vertical structure.
It is like sitting on a high seat and looking down at all the scenery below.
Hwawang and Salseong are rare strongmen who have reached the highest peak in the rugged mountain range of Murim.
It was only natural that they noticed my change, as they were the ones who had already opened the stop battle before the existence of Jin Tae-gyeong was even born in Moorim.
the problem is… … .
‘How can I answer this.’
It wasn’t that he farted in his sleep, but the middle section was open. For others, it is a realization that can only be gained in extreme situations where blood is flowing or going between life and death.
“It just seems to work.”
“what?”
“It just happened.”
“… … Are you telling me to believe that now?”
Of course not.
So, I put in clichés that were common in martial arts novels.
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“Actually, I did have a strange dream.”
As I looked around and lowered my voice, Mungyeong’s eyebrows narrowed.
“dream? ，，
“Yes, why would a gray-haired old man who looked very old suddenly swing a sword without hesitation?
Whether it’s a spear, a sword, or a filial son, it doesn’t matter. After all, isn’t it a world full of superstitions?
First of all, the dream of a white-haired old man who gave off a sense of freshness was enough to trigger Hongmi.
Sure enough, Mungyeong asked with an expression like a web novel reader.
“so?”
“I raised my strength to fight against him, but I was no match for him. No matter what kind of attack I attack, I avoid it casually, and even if I try to avoid it somehow, it comes to me like a ghost and slashes it with my sword. If you swipe it, ugh! Can you feel it?”
“You mean you didn’t know it was a dream?”
“I didn’t even have time to notice. Besides, the pain was so vivid. After being cut hundreds of times in an instant, I thought, Oh, I was dying like this, but not a drop of blood came out, so I finally realized it was a dream.”
“Go on.”
“But this is driving people crazy. I keep getting cut by the sword, but the pain is terribly painful, and even if I recognize it as a dream, I won’t wake up at all.”
“Yes, it is.”
Mungyeong flinched as if she had been cut.
This man has a surprisingly good reaction.
Reaffirming my instinct as a web novel reader hiding behind the terrifying name of murder, I continued without hesitation.
“I don’t even know how much time passed like that. few days? how many months? As I cut and swung countless times, forgetting the passage of time, I suddenly felt a strange sensation.”
“Explain in detail. How was it?”
This can be explained in detail and as a matter of fact. It’s something I personally experienced during the battle with the Arch Lich.
If the general public heard it, what kind of floating cloud is this description? Mungyeong muttered softly after hearing my expression.
“enlightenment. You got a chance.”
“Wow, creepy. He said something similar.”
“You mean you left a message for me?”
“yes. He smiled for the first time when he saw me, and he said so. This opportunity is a blessing to you, so you should be more diligent.”
“Is that the end?”
,,yes? ，，
“What else do you mean?”
T that… …
wait for a sec. this wasn’t what i expected
In the first place, the contents were squeezed out in a short period of time, so the contents that were initially decided have already been finished.
However, Mungyeong demands a lottery, and I have no leftovers.
The problem is that Mungyeong is not a general reader, but a murderer.
‘What if I end it here.’
Somehow, it will float to Hubei while sinking at the bottom of the Yangtze River.
I hurriedly opened my mouth at Mungyeong’s narrowing eyes.
“You did say one more thing.”
“What did you say?”
“Is that so, ?…
Erashival, I don’t know.
I swallowed dry saliva and carefully opened my mouth.
“Apaya is a Murim.”
“what? ，，
“Gee, you really did. that word
He threw it, got on the sword, and flew away… …
“I can feel the vertigo.”
,,yes? ，，
While watching the needle in Mungyeong’s hand, I let out a bewildered voice.
‘No, what are you talking about again?’
When I look up, I see Mungyeong nodding slightly while letting go of her quiet voice.
He muttered something incomprehensible like a moan, then suddenly opened his mouth.
“It’s Yeoam.”
“I know stomach or lung cancer. Are you sick?”
“… … You don’t know Yeoam?”
Mungyeong looked at me like a psychopath and continued.
“Yeo-am. Born Dong-bin. Do-ho is Sun Yang-zi. People call him Geom-seon after gaining his own way and reaching the realm of immortals.”
“Wait, is that sister-in-law?”
“Now you understand.”
I don’t know Yeo-am, but I know Yeo Dong-bin, the swordsman.
Along with Jang Sam-bong of the shaman faction and Dharma Ambassador of Shaolin Temple, he is one of the three regulars in martial arts novels.
Mungyeong looked at me with a serious expression and continued talking.
“The old man you said you saw in your dream must be Lu Dongbin. He disappeared in the end with the sword sword technique, so he must have been a swordsman.”
“uh… … Yes.”
I just made it up because I thought it would be cooler, but this is how it turned out.
I knew from the novel that there was a Taoist named Lu Dong-bin, but I knew for the first time that he was a master of swordsmanship.
‘They say it’s a nose ring if you wear it on your nose, and an earring if you wear it on your ears.’
This is exactly the situation.
Mungyeong, who defined the old man in a dream or a novel as Dongbin Yeo, was putting things together without realizing it with a serious attitude in the world.
“Did your beard come down to your chest by any chance?”
yes”
“The height.”
“You’re small.”
“bloke! They ask how small it is.”
“Oh, he was just small. They keep cutting like crazy, so where is the time to watch that?”
He nodded his head and passed on most things, but there were also dizzying moments of crisis.
“What else did you carry besides the sword?”
“What is that? A sword case.”
“Do you want to die? That was natural, and was there anything else?”
“… … I guess so.”
Upon hearing my answer, Mungyeong’s eyes widened.
The bow sank.
“Lu Dongbin is not only wearing a sword. She always carries a Doga duster in her right hand.”
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“Could it be that you’ve been telling lies all this time?”
It is a crisis of desperation.
I don’t know why a nobleman named Geomseon carries a duster, but right now, avoiding Mungyeong’s suspicions is the urgent priority. I answered without changing the color of my face.
“It’s all true.”
“But why is Lu Dongbin’s usual appearance and your words contradicting each other?”
“I think I left the duster today.”
“What kind of place is that… …
“No, have you seen Yeo Dong-bin?”
“ I»
“I saw it.”
yes, civet. I saw it, what should I do?
Driven by momentum, I pushed hard at Mungyeong, who was at a loss for words.
“And I said Dongbin Yeo.
peel? I thought it was just an old grandfather, but he said he was her younger sister first.”
“That one?”
“Now that’s not the problem, isn’t it the truth? To be honest, I don’t care whether it’s Dongbin Yeo or Dongbin Kim. I met an unknown grandfather in my dream, and all I got was a chance… Because you catch me as if I’m guilty of something, I really, really, under.”
“Do you see the tears forming here? Seriously, as a company leader, I don’t want to do this, but now I’m full of tears because I feel unfair.”
Actually, it’s because I’m scared.
As I was being threatened for what crime I had committed, and the shame of having to make up lies was added, a tear fell down.
‘Is this life?’
Before, it went down, and now it goes up. I started with acting, but before I knew it, my appearance turned into a true story, and Mungyeong’s expression, which showed little change, made me feel embarrassed.
“bloke. What trick is it?”
“Hey, there it is again. I’m not h. beat me up I’m going because I’ve answered everything.”
“Goes?”
“I don’t know. do it yourself. Whether you want to kill, save, or have Yeto reincarnated, do whatever you want.”
Just at the moment I was about to take a step, a person appeared, scattering mighty momentum.
“Now, what kind of bullshit is this?”
The gazes of the King of Fire and Killseong collided in the air.
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