Return of Mount Hua Sect

Try exercising your skills.

The words completely upset Jin Hyun's feelings.

I can't help it.

The disciples of the shaman guarding the main gate of Hwayeongmun Gate are 9. Including Jin Hyun, there are 10 people in total.

But now the number of Hawaiian disciples was only five.

It would have been understood if each representative had been selected to be a leader. They're here to protect their inner house, too. Even if it's a fight that's no match for you, you have to at least give the impression that you've worked hard.

But now he's saying let's fight, not rain. Even if all the disciples of Wudang come in at once, they will be able to deal with it as much as they want.

"This..."

There is a double difference in the number of heads.

And yet, calling it a "dump" is tantamount to ignoring the shaman completely.

When has Jin Hyun ever been ignored so much in his life?

"Natural supply and demand."

If you don't memorize Doho, you can't handle the anger from the inside. Jin Hyun, who tried to calm down by memorizing Do-ho, stared at Baek Cheon, still with unabated anger.

"May I accept that this is the will of Hawasan?"

This means that Baek Cheon, who has a high distribution, should talk. But he only shrugged his shoulders to overshadow Jin Hyun's expectations.

"If you pick up what's already said, the world will laugh at him."

"……."

"And."

Baek Cheon smirks.

"I don't think the seal will allow me to turn it around now."

"You've seen it right."

Jin Hyun bit his lips.

Insult on yourself is acceptable as much as you like. But now that Chung-Myung has insulted the shaman, not him.

"You said three Xi Jinping."

Jin Hyun stares at Chung-Myung with scary eyes.

"One day. I'll give you exactly one day. At this time tomorrow, we will hit Hwajeongmun as you said. Please note that since you have proposed it first, you cannot be held responsible for any mishaps according to Kang Ho's law."

"Well, wait till tomorrow. If you want to play, you can play now."

Chung-Myung flicks his finger.

"Come on."

"……."

Jin Hyun's clenched fist trembles. Breathing became weak and pale.

Yoon-jong shakes his head while looking at it.

My blood pressure's gonna go up before we even fight.'

The disciples of Hawasan are all aware. People who don't know are great at Chung-Myung's martial arts, but Chung-Myung's martial arts are nothing more than crude blood compared to his talent of making people angry.

During my short time with Chung-Myung, I thought that I could die of anger more than ten times. At this moment, I couldn't help but feel sorry for Jin Hyun beyond the wall of Moonpa.

Just don't talk to me.

The more I talk, the angrier I get.

However, instead of running to Chung-Myung, Jin Hyun seized the ticket in a restrained manner.

Looking at it, Hawasan's disciples exclaim.

It's a shaman indeed.'

"Oh, my God. He's holding back there. Hang in there.'

You're in good shape.'

I wanted to give him a round of applause.

"Tomorrow. This time tomorrow."

Crunch!

As soon as I finished speaking, the sound of grinding my teeth was creepy.

"See you tomorrow at this time. Then don't ask for mercy in my hands. Why is Hwasan a shaman a shaman? You'll know for sure.""Yes. Yes. Yes. Okay."

"……."

Chung-Myung turns around as if he is exhausted.

"I'm not confident about that. You're running away for a long time. Let's go in and get some sleep."

Yoon-jong opened his mouth.

"The Devil."

After three months of closure, you've been working on how to properly scratch people's insides?

But Jin Hyun no longer showed the reaction they expected. When a person is too angry, he becomes calm, and he just turns around after giving Chung-Myung a glance with cold eyes.

"See you tomorrow."

He left Hwayeongmun with a decisive step with his last words.

"The death penalty!"

Wudang's disciples flock to Jin Hyun's side while watching the situation.

"Why do you leave that bastard alone? You don't have to wait until tomorrow! You need to break your habit right now!"

"Yes! I've never seen such a rude man in my life. He needs to be broken somewhere to get his act together. No, but he's still a man who can't get his act together!"

Jin Hyun stopped walking to the priest's denoue.

"……now?"

"Yes, I am!"

Jin Hyun breathes deeply.

"Do you know why I wanted to see you tomorrow?"

"We don't...."

"I'm afraid I'll bleed if I do it now."

The priests shut up.

This is not the first time they've been out on a strong road. I've already been on the rise several times, and I've had big and small incidents every time. Can't one of them have hurt an opponent?

Jin Hyun's sword has already seen blood several times.

Then he can't be afraid to see blood. Jin Hyun's words now mean that if the fight breaks out like this, he will kill Chung-Myung.

Jin Hyun slightly turned his head and looked toward Hwayeongmun Gate.

"They're about to realize it. What they've done. One day is enough time to enjoy the horror of what's coming."

"Yes, death penalty."

"Going back."

Jin Hyun headed to Jongdo Hall without delay. It was followed by his priests, and it was not until a long time later that Jongdo Gwanju, who was absent, hurriedly stepped off.

"Go, come with me!"

"He's gone."

"Well, he's gone."

"He's gone."

Left behind, Hawasan's disciples looked at the empty front door with a slightly despondent look.

But unlike them, Wirip San was on the verge of fainting.

"Large, large... ..what the hell did you do..."…."

I'm sure I called for help.

But does that "help me" have any meaning in beating up the shaman?

Still, since he was a prestigious and old-fashioned Hawasan, he also had some friendship with the shaman. Based on that friendship, I just wanted you to mediate so that things don't go wrong.….

Unaware of his speed, Chung-Myung smiles and says.

"Now you can sleep with your feet out."

Feet?

Stretch your feet?

"Growl."

Flop.

Eventually, Wirip San foams back.

"Gasp, Father!"

"Moon-joo!"

Wiso Haeng and Yeom Pyung freaked out and rushed to Wirip San.

Chung-Myung watched the scene and clicked his tongue.

"I didn't mean to stretch out here. You're a bit impatient."

All of Hawasan's disciples sighed.

"Huh!"

Wirip San sprang out of bed and looked up at the ceiling with wide open eyes.

Wirip San, who had been at a standstill for a long time, stole his forehead with trembling hands.It was a dream.

Of course.

There's no way that such nonsense could happen in real life.

With a sigh of relief, Wirip San reached for the kettle and gulped down the water.

I feel a little calm after drinking cold water.

Big gulp.

Then the door opened and Yeompyeong came inside.

"Are you sober?"

"……how long have I been lying down?"

"It's about two o'clock."

"That's...."

It feels like the body is decreasing more and more. It would have to be stable to recover, but I didn't know it was natural because I couldn't be stable.

"Wake up. I don't know when the shaman will come."

"You said you'd be here tomorrow, didn't you?"

"……Tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"Did they come to you while I was lying down?"

Yeom-pyeong looks at Wirip San as he narrows his brows.

"Did you have a dream?"

"Yes, I had a very strange dream. A man came from Hawasan, and a son of a b*tc* started a quarrel with his students of the shaman and asked them to play a game with the fate of Hwa Yeongmun."

"……."

"In my absurdity...…. I thought I was going to faint in my dream. Does it make sense for such a madman to come out of Hawaii? He even said he was a Hawaiian dinosaur. Hawaiian dinosaur. Hahaha. I'm not feeling very well...…."

Wirip San, who saw Yeom-pyeong's face that didn't smile at all, shut up.

There's silence for a while.

"……No?"

"That's right."

"I don't think so."

"Exactly."

Wirip San's hands tremble.

"Well, that's the reality?"

"Moonjoo, calm down. The water has already spilled. Now that it's over, you should think about running away at night."

"Hey, nightfall?"

"It's better than holding out and dying, isn' When I saw the face of the autopsy, I thought I'd kill those who caught my eye when I came back."

"……isn't he still a doer?"

"Moon-joo, look at the reality. Until now, if the old file room collects all the people who killed it, it will fill the Yellow River. Do you really think there's only the wicked among them?"

Wirip San couldn't say a word and shut up.

"You have to think carefully if you're going to die. Now a day...No, there's less than a day left."

Wirip San raised himself with a stiff face.

"Where are the disciples of Hawasan now?"

"I've taken you to a separate house. I think he's probably eating right now."

"I see……"

Wirip San accepts reality.

If the dream-like story is all true, we really have to make a decision now.

It doesn't matter if I'm alone.'

But he has a wife and children, and he has disciples to protect. And above all...….

'At this rate, they'll be angry, too.'

They came to help Hwa Yeong-mun, although they said that they chose a bad method due to their lack of experience. I can't bear to see them fall on the sword of a shaman.

"Pyeongah."

"Yes, Moon-ju."

"I think we should put down the signboard of Hwa Yeongmun."

"……."

"If we can keep the name of Hwayeongmun even if it's not Namyeong, that's enough."

"Moon-joo..."

Although Yeom-pyeong made a mournful face, Wirip San seemed to feel a little at ease now.

It was all greed.'

Not wanting to leave the land where I lived. A heart that doesn't want to be pushed out by a shaman' And I want to protect Hwajeongmun.

After all, it's all greed.

I feel at ease after I put it down.

But things in the world don't always work out the way they feel.

"It won't work out the way you want it, Father."

"Huh?"

Wiso Haeng walks into the room."What do you mean? What do you mean it's not up to you?"

"If we try to give up now, the servants of Hawasan will not leave here."

"Why?"

"……it's a little strange, but I don't think they're losing to the shaman at all."

Wirip San's face went blank.

"Are you sure they'really?'

I can't do that.

Baek Cheon, the Hwajeong sword, is also famous in the strong lake. Besides, he's a great white porcelain-bellied man who'll one day become a long-winded man of Hawasan.

It does not make sense that such a person cannot grasp the situation calmly.

"……I'll have to see Hwajeonggum."

Wiso Haeng's face becomes subtle.

"That's great."

"What?"

"My father must have woken up by now, so he wants me to bring him."

"…… did you say Hwajeong?"

"No."

Wiso Haeng said with a wistful face.

"Hwasan dinosaur."

The d*mn Hawaiian dinosaur.

"……what a dinosaur. What a waste of pterosaurs."

For once, it was Wiso Haeng, who fully sympathized with his father.