Return of Mount Hua Sect

"……."

Wiso Haeng looked around with a slightly discouraged face.

These are the people of Hawasan.'

It is common for stenographers to leave the distribution and match the distribution with their main disciples at the time of birth. In that sense, Wiso Haeng is the same allocation as the three main disciples.

Until I arrived here, I thought that even if I was a true disciple, there would be nothing special about it. However, seeing the disciples gathered, I could see how wrong he was.

'Every single one of them is like a knife and there's a silver lining.'

Now I can understand why my father emphasized that Hawasan was so prestigious. They've lived the same years, but they and Wiso Haeng were clearly different. Each movement has a theft, and every gaze has a subtle taste of Taoism.

Even now, when I eat, I still do.

It is never easy to show a theft that others admire while eating. That's why everyone hits the top of the list.….

Chop, chop, chop!

Chop, chop, chop!

"……."

Wiso Haeng's gaze turns to one side.

While everyone was eating neatly, only one person sitting in the corner was "puffing" the food rather than being violent.

I don't even know.'

Chicken legs disappear into human mouths in an instant. It was hard to guess how clean the drumstick bones were and how they were cooked in an instant.

'Did God hear you?'

What was even stranger was that no one blamed him for eating out loud on one side of the restaurant. Everyone was acting like that person who inhaled food didn't exist in the first place.

"Is he really a Hawaiian dinosaur?'

Wiso Haeng looked at Chung-Myung with incredulity.

Of course, the appearance is fine. No, on the outside, the word "Hwasan Shinryong" goes well with you.

The problem is that the only thing that looks fine is the appearance.

Chung-Myung's appearance shows no dignity of the Hawaiian dinosaur, called the "latemost geomancy index.

"Is the rumor really wrong?'

It can't be.

Rumors are always more exaggerated than they really are, but this time they can't. This is because Jong-nam cannot stay still even if something slightly different from the truth spreads.

Jongnam's silence is the strongest evidence of the achievements of the Hwasan dinosaur.

'That means he's the one who beat up Jongnam's student.'

Wiso Haeng scratched his head.

Of course, people have their own tendencies, but isn't there a dignity that is basically required of a master?

But that Chung-Myung doesn't feel the slightest dignity of a master. No one would find it strange to see a backstreet waltz if you immediately stripped that man of Hawasan's robes.

Are you sure you don't mind if I take him with me?'

Then the door opened and one person came inside.

Yoon-Jong.

Wiso Haeng unconsciously breathed a low sigh as he looked at Yoon-jong coming inside.

If that person were a Hawaiian dinosaur.'

Then you would have really called out "Hurray" with double eyelids!

That Yoon-Jong had everything Wiso Haeng wanted from the Hwasan dinosaur. The beauty of an orphaned master. The theft you feel from your attitude. And I can feel the softness and relaxation from your expression.

Isn't it the appearance of a green master?

But why is it that he's a wasan dinosaur?Yoon-jong approached Chung-Myung and frowned.

"You're going to get indigestion. Eat slowly."

"Bring it on for 500 million months."

"... starve yourself for three months?"

Chung-Myung gulped down the food in his mouth and gulped down the cold water next to him. Then, he put down the water bottle and tapped his stomach against the chair.

"After three months of eating only Byeokgokdan, the air now tastes like Byeokgokdan. If I close the building because I'm crazy."

"……."

"Oh, man, you have to eat meat! I don't know how Shaolin lives on grass!"

We used to live on grass two years ago, dude.

It was Chung-Myung who changed it.

"So, did you get any results?"

"No performance."

Chung-Myung grinned.

I just needed a little time.

Chung-Myung's philosophy is a little different from the past. Since the foundation has changed and the foundation has changed, the buildings built on it must take a different form from the past.

So I just needed a little time to sort things out.

"You've been training steadily while I'm gone, haven't you?"

"……."

Yoon-jong looks around slightly with a sour face.

The priests' resentful eyes were on him.

'I thought we still had a few days left, why did you have to bring him up?'

"But for three months, it seemed like a human being." Good times are over, d*mn it!'

"I should have blocked the entrance to Maehwa-dong with a stronger one!'

Yoon-jong sighed low.

"Everyone trained hard."

"Oh, you'really?"

As Chung-Myung slowly began to boil again, Yoon-jong quickly poured cold water on him.

"That's not the point, is it? Hwajeongmun's work is urgent."

"Oh, yes! Those shamans!"

Chung-Myung's face is distorted.

"Break their heads! Capital punishment, when are you going?"

"The long man told me to leave tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow? It's earlier than you said."

"That means the situation in Hwajeongmun is that urgent. If a man has already departed from Wudang, he will arrive soon. If you arrive too late, why don't you come back later?"

"Right!"

"So when you're done eating, go pack your things. I'll try to get started as soon as possible."

"Okay!"

Chung-Myung jumped out of his seat and went outside, and the three disciples breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

"……I thought I was going to die."

"Living is not living. Really."

Then the back door of the restaurant opens. Someone, who slightly pushes his head in, looks inside and asks in a small voice.

"Did you go?"

"……Yes."

"Ha...…."

Baek Sang opens the door and comes inside. Behind him, the disciples of this university flocked in with gloomy faces.

"You can't have a meal the way you want! Have a meal!"

"No, I told you there were a few days left to close! Why did you come out so early?"

"Peace is over. I want to die."

"……."

Watching all this, Wiso Haeng couldn't understand the situation at all. I was bursting with curiosity.

What the hell is going on?'

Apparently, Chung-Myung is the youngest of them all, and it is clear that the death penalty is the youngest, and even the private servants are uncomfortable with Chung-Myung.

'I heard that the top and bottom are very clear.'

Wiso Haeng's dazed gaze meets Yoon-jong's gaze.

"I'm... Yoon-Jong stamp."

"Oh."

Yoon-jong looks at Wiso Haeng and scratches his head lightly."I don't know how it works...…."

Yoon-jong opens his mouth looking at Wiso Haeng with strange eyes.

"You don't have to try to understand. Threatening."

"Yes?"

"You'll understand if you don't want to."

"……."

Something mysterious came into Wiso Haeng's heart.

* * *

The next morning.

Wiso Haeng waited for those to set off for Hwayeongmun with him in front of Jang's residence. Next to him, Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol were already waiting for those who had not come, with their belongings in their hands.

"It's about time you came...…."

"Here he comes."

Wiso Haeng's gaze follows Yoon-jong.

"Oh...."

Wiso Haeng exclaimed without realizing it.

A man in white white and a hero gun is walking towards them.

'That's awesome.'

That's all I can think of.

Wiso Haeng, who also felt the presence of a master overwhelming the surroundings of Yoon-jong, feels something different about the person approaching now. It's literally the face of a hero.

It's a bad habit to judge people by their appearances, but anyone who's never seen them before would feel the same way.

Yoon-jong bows his head toward the approaching one.

"Back Cheon private residence. Did you feel well last night?"

'Baek Cheon? Then that person?'

Baek Cheon, the real sword?

If the Hawaiian dinosaur is the most mysterious in the city, Hwajeonggum is the most famous in the city. It is a story that everyone knows that Hwajeong led his death penalty to the river to wipe out evil bandits and save countless people.

Don't those who see the Hwajeonggum praise him for his appearance?

It's a hero's look.'

Baek Cheon, who approached them with a soft smile, smiled and opened his mouth.

"Would you be at peace?"

"……."

Baek Cheon's face is distorted.

"Darn it, it's terrible that he's sticking out again, and I have to go strong with him. What the hell did I do to deserve this?"

"Still, private residence can express their dissatisfaction. We're stuck."

"Yes."

Baek Cheon scratched his head.

"He's indifferent."

"You're right."

The three gathered sighed at the same time.

"Well... I'm a wee..."…. Ugh! Oh my gosh!"

Wiso Haeng, who had been sneaking up on him, found a person standing next to him, freaked out and stepped back.

'When?'

I didn't even feel a hint, since when do you mean you've been standing next to me? But it's only Wiso Haeng who's surprised, others don't even look as if it's for granted.

A girl?

Wiso Haeng, who checked the face of the woman standing in front of him, opened his mouth unconsciously.

It's beautiful.

Wiso Haeng has never seen such a beautiful person.

A woman standing with a cold face like a layer of ice.

If it were the way it was, that cold expression should reduce its original beauty a little, but that woman even feels that the cold doubles her beauty.

"Same, did you pack?"

"Yes, death penalty."

"You don't have to go to buy-in."

"I said I'd go."

"Well."

Baek Cheon closed his mouth and nodded as he tried to say something.

As Wiso Haeng watched it, he realized one thing.'I don't think there are that many people, but there's no ordinary person in every meeting.'

Now that I look at it, everyone is unique.

But there's a reason why I'm now aware of it. And right now the "reason" was trudging from afar.

"You're early, aren't you?"

As Chung-Myung approaches and waves his hand, everyone's faces are slightly distorted except Yoo-Esul.

'Sleep a little late.'

"You're uselessly diligent!'

Chung-Myung looks through the gathered people and tilts his head.

"Do you go to a private residence?"

Baek Cheon replied with a dazed face.

"That's what happened."

"Well, private residence, by the way...…."

Chung-Myung slightly frowns.

"An accident?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Yes."

"……."

As soon as Chung-Myung was about to say something, the door opened and Hyun Jong came out.

"Are you all here?"

"Yes."

Hyun Jong comes down and holds Wiso Haeng's hands.

"Threatening threat."

"Yes, a man of letters."

"I know you're worried. But these are certainly reliable children, so they will certainly help your ears."

"Thank you, Jang Moon-in."

Wiso Haeng bowed his head wholeheartedly.

No matter how much Hwa Young-moon is a song of Hawasan, I didn't think it would help this wholeheartedly. I'm almost crying at the warmth delivered by hand.

"And…… Baek Cheon."

"Yes."

"Lead the children well. I believe in you."

"Yes!"

"Lee Seol, Yoon-jong, and Jo-Gol help Baek Cheon."

"Don't worry, Long Writers!"

"I will."

"Yes."

Lastly, Hyun Jong's eyes go to Chung-Myung.

"……Chung-Myung아."

"Yes!"

"Please don't get in trouble."

"……I think you're a little different from the others."

"Please!"

"……yes."

Thus, the three great disciples of Hawasan began their journey to Hwajeongmun.