Return of Mount Hua Sect

"It was Yakson who built the sword gun."

After hearing all the explanations from Baek Cheon, Hyun Jong looked at the box in front of him with a face that clearly showed his surprise.

I can't believe it's mixed.'

There is no doubt.

Just smelling the scent made me feel like my Danjeon was wriggling. Furthermore, if this box came from where Baek Cheon said it was, there was no further doubt.

Who would fake a thing in a place like place?

There is no one but Yakson and no one to find unless Chung-Myung.

By the way.

Hyun Jong looked at Chung-Myung with new eyes.

You tied the shaman's Ho Sanja?'

It may be a bit of an exaggeration.

But anyway, it was clear that Ho Sanja did not lose the game.

"Hahaha."

I can't stop laughing.

Will Hyun Jong be able to achieve the same number by fighting with the elder of the shaman?

It's a power to the point of absurdity.

However, it was not only Chung-Myung's strength that surprised Hyun Jong.

Chung-Myung's power. Actually, it's been a long time since Hyun Jong gave up on understanding.

The real reason he was surprised was Chung-Myung's heart, who fully grasped Yakson's arrangement and found Yakson's tomb.

Even Hyun Jong understood why Yakson's tomb was there after hearing the explanation a couple of times. By the way, doesn't Chung-Myung mean that he alone figured out the clues and found Yakson's tomb?

"I've thought he was very smart since the top of the galaxy incident in the past, but...….'

I didn't expect it to be this much.

At that time, Hyun Young, who peeked at the box containing mixed fabric, opens his mouth.

"I mean, of course...…."

Hyun Young almost stole the box from Hyun Jong's hand. Hyun-jong, whose hands are empty, has lost his appetite for regret, but he just closes his mouth because he can fully guess Hyun-young's feelings.

"Well, then, this is the Yakson mix...…, so what? The mixed fabric?

"...yes."

"The mixed group that requires the Great Hall of Fame to be given up their game?"

"...yes."

Hyun Young looks at Chung-Myung with blank eyes.

The face of Hyun Young, who was pouting, changed several times in that short time.

"Ji, do you really have a jae, a jae, or a jae? What the hell does he look like when he goes out there, he asks for this?"

I can't believe you brought it!

I'm not a dog!

"Huh, huh……Don't you want to go out again?"

"……."

"No, no, no! No! You've done such a great job and you're trying to spin it outside when it's not enough to put meat in your mouth for three days! Let's go, man! I'll get you a pig! No, I'll catch the conch for you! How can I not catch a man who asks for a mixture?"

Unam broke out in a cold sweat.

"Gee, calm down, Elder!"

"Do I look like I'm going to calm down now? Oh, my god. What do you mean mixed fabric? What the hell does he look like? He sent him to the South, and he brought a mixed fabric? If you send it to the North Sea, I'll bring you a magic pearl! Do you have anything else to do outside?"

His eyes seemed as if he would tie Chung-Myung tightly and send him to the North Sea right away. Feeling young blue in his eyes, Chung-Myung wince in spite of himself.

"Huh, mixed fabric."

Hyun Sang also looked at the box and Chung-Myung alternately as if he couldn't believe it.

How can it not be surprising?

Mixed fabrics and swordsmen are the last thing they thought of. Who knew I'd come back after all this? I sent you to solve the problem of Hwa Yeong-mun.Hyun Jong, who came to his senses first, organized the situation in a heavy voice.

"You've been through a lot."

"No, it was a matter of course for me to do as a disciple of the long-lived Hawasan."

"One!"

At that moment, Hyun Sang rebuked Baek Cheon with a slightly subdued voice.

"I'm glad nothing happened, but this time you were too rash."

Baek Cheon bowed his head silently.

"Now that I've got the mix, I've found the secret to the mix, I won't deny that I've done better. But if even one person had been devastated in the meantime, you wouldn't be smiling as you are now."

Baek Cheon nodded.

Hyun Sang is right. Didn't you overcome the crisis of death in the sword and gun? It was half a fluke to get out of there safely.

"I'll keep that in mind, disciple."

"Yes, don't think it's nagging. I think your safety is many times more important than that kind of first thoughts."

Then Hyun Young, who was listening, breathed a sniffle.

"If the death penalty says so, what will become of me and a man of letters?"

Hyun Jong opens his eyes wide.

No, why me?

Why are you dragging me in when I'm still?

"Ee, first of all, calm down, priest."

Hyun Young makes his lips flutter as if he has something more to say. In the end, however, he shut up as if he respected the authority of a long writer.

Hyun Jong slowly pulled on the mixed fabric box he was holding. Hyun Young's hands are tense. When Hyun Jong glares slightly, he turns the box over with a face full of regret.

"Hmmm."

Hyun Jong coughed low and slipped the box to the back. The rich guy might sell this out of the blue.

"Baek Cheon아."

"Yes, a man of letters."

"Is there anyone else who knows that you've got your hands on this?"

"I didn't let anyone know."

"In English?"

"Yes, a man of letters. I didn't tell anyone."

Hyun Jong nodded.

"Well done."

Treasures call for blood.

If it is known that the mixed fabric has been obtained, a number of people will try to target Hawasan. There may even be people who raid and try to get their hands on the secret of the mix before Hawasan manufactures it.

"The good thing is that not many people know about Yakson.'

Most of the people gathered there were only interested in recruits. Only two people knew about Yakson.

Open with the shaman.

Just because the two Moonites in the old file room knew about the existence of the mixed fabric group, they would not attack Hwasan out of the blue, but they might still interfere.

Since Hyun Jong knew that he had not been helped by any of the old factions he believed in at the time of the collapse of Hwasan, his faith in them was falling apart.

But they also don't know yet that we've got mixed fabric. There will be no problem as long as information is careful about leaking out.'

The fact that Hawasan is in the rugged mountains has been very helpful in times like this. It would have been unusual for a shaman or a sorim to hide the fabrication of a mixed fabric.

Hyun Jong opened the box and took out the secret of marriage.

It's not the mixed fabric that's really important, it's this.

"Well, the good man helped you."

Chung-Myung laughed at the words.

I didn't laugh at Hyun Jong. This time, it is nothing short of a "good man" helping. If Chung-Myung hadn't seen what happened with Cheon Mun in his dream, he wouldn't have found Yakson's grave."Hmm, but!"

Yes?

Under Chung-Myung's mysterious gaze, Hyun Jong sneaks down a box of mixed fabric in front of him.

"Listening to you, it seems that Yakson wanted someone to be his ex-wife and continue the mixed fabric, and I wonder if it would make sense for us to use it...…."

Chung-Myung picked up the Nalm mixed fabric box.

"Then I'll be right back after I sell it."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey! You have to listen to people till the end of course!"

Surprised, Hyun Jong quickly changed his words.

"Though I do think so! If Hawasan resurrects the mixed fabric and does his duty as a civil servant, Yakson will be pleased in the line!"

I think he's going to be cursing.

If there is such a thing as Zen, and the good men are gathered there and looking down at the world, perhaps Yakson is constantly spouting a double curse at Hawasan by now.

Well, of course, then Chung-Myung's death penalty would have kept him quiet.

Don't be embarrassed!

Hyun Jong closed his eyes as if he would organize his thoughts. Chung-Myung did not rush this time either. Suddenly, the secret to mixed fabric and mixed labor has fallen sharply, so a long-term writer will not be able to express the confusion.

"First of all, I'll have to see."

Finally, Hyun Jong spoke heavily toward Unam.

"Bring me the drug lord."

* * *

Go away.

The bookshelf is going over.

The owner of Yakdang confirmed the secret of marriage while sweating a lot. Among those in Hawasan, the yakdangju Ungak is the most versed in the platform. That is why he has no choice but to confirm.

"Hmmm."

Whenever a groan came out of Ungak's mouth, the viewers' hearts burned.

"Well, it takes a hell of a long time to read a book!"

When Hyun Young gets angry, Hyun Sang blames him for his eyes. Hyun Young mumbled and lowered his voice with a disapproving face.

Of course, reading was crazy.

It is embarrassing just to check the booklet because it was suddenly called in, but while checking the secret, he is only looking at this side with his eyes burning with wise, lucky, white porcelain, and even celadon belly.

Even if Confucius returns, he will not be able to concentrate on reading in this situation.

However, even Hyun Jong, who is supposed to solve this situation, is looking at him with a look that would break through the iron plate.

"Now, the long-winded man."

"How do you like it?"

"Well, I think that's definitely the secret to mixed fabric. The platform makes sense. Although there are some high-dimensional secrets that I can't even imagine...…."

"However?"

Ungak gulped down his dry saliva and said.

"It's described as being able to manufacture mixed fabric by following the platform instructions here without having to understand it!"

"Oh!"

Hyun Jong looked at the rhyme with his eyes that he was more than willing.

What does that mean?

"Is it something you can make?"

He replied with a big smile as if it was natural.

"That's too much.

"……."

At the end of the day, Hyun Young's forehead is bloodshot.

"No, he's not playing with people right now!"

"Gee, calm down, private residence! No, Elder."

Ungak said, sweating profusely.

"It's not so hard to make a mixed fabric with my ability. Anyone who knows enough of the podium can create a mixed-member group if they have a secret to divorce."

"So what's the matter? There's nothing you can't make with your powers!""Oh, no, it's...…."

The rhyme breathed a deep sigh.

"……the materials for the hybrid are ridiculously expensive."

What?

Money?

Hyun Young's expression, which had been irritated, quickly regained calm.

It was Hyun Young who had no choice but to get serious when it comes to money.

"We're going to have to sell the entire Hwasan if we're going to create a large number of mixed fabrics. It won't be possible to arrange all the businesses in harmony."

Hyun Young's face got distorted.

"What's so expensive about that?"

"Jesus, of course, is expensive. Think about it. Don't you think you can't make a few pills for the money flow?"

"……."

"With this kind of material, we can make it very cheap for the best. Yakson can make a mixture of these materials, and it's hard for others to spend ten times as much."

Hyun Young sighed deeply.

"I know. So you can't make it because you don't have enough money?"

"That's right."

"How expensive is that? Hawasan is no longer a money-strapped cult."

"So...."

Hyun Young's eyes, which were roughly priced for ingredients along with the rhyme, began to tremble like a groin tree.

"Uh, how much? Uh...…."

Hyun Young, who seemed to be about to burst into a bubble at any moment, points his finger at Hyun Jong and starts to stand up.

"The long man, if it's your f*cking secret or your f*cking secret, take it away right now! That d*mn thing is going to ruin Hwasan! The old man must have been senile, Yakson or Nabal! It's not treasure, it's poison!

Hyun Jong looks at Hyun Young with a stunned face.

"Was it that difficult?"

"It's not just difficult! It's hard to make a single pill with Hawasan's output. To make that, we have to dispose of all of the chord's property, which is eating some Hawasan! What do you use a beggar who's good at fighting?"

I'd be disappointed to hear that.

Hyun Young opposed the idea of foaming.

"This is not possible! I was going to make a coriander, but the pillar root of Hwasan, which was rebuilt, will be pulled out! As a financial footnote, you can never grant permission."

"Yes."

Hyun Jong made a groaning sound.

And because of his money, there's another chance for Hwasan to leap...….

Chung-Myung, who was listening at the time, said calmly.

"Oh, that's fine."

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung looks back on Hyun Young.

"You're saying it's about money is it about money?"

"Well, isn't it?"

Chung-Myung grinned.

"Then it's all right."

"……what the hell are you talking about?"

In everyone's eyes, Chung-Myung grabbed his forearm. And suddenly spread the clothes from side to side. Then something round poured out of his chest.

Hyun Young's eyes opened as if they were tearing after checking the things that fell on the floor.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey... This, this?"

Chung-Myung smiles.

"Because we're rich."

"……."

Hyun Young, who was staring at Chung-Myung in silence, muttered unconsciously.

"...it's a real god, isn't it?"

The more I knew, the less I knew was Chung-Myung.