Return of Mount Hua Sect

A thick cart made of steel piled up with wealth.

Golds piled high like towers, and jewels shone brilliantly in the soft moonlight.

"Oh, I don't think it's going to be loaded because there are so many."

"There, move it to the side of the chest! Then there's space!”

"Up. Up. Up. Easy to break.

To Hwasan's disciples, who were carrying wealth, Baek Cheon looked with a sour face.

I'm excited.

He looked as if he couldn't help it, but he couldn't hide the corners of his mouth that had been rolled up.

"At this point, who's the bandit?"

But such Baek Cheon also didn't notice that his lips were creeping up.

And…….

"Stick it straight."

"…Ugh."

Chung-Myung was sitting with his legs crossed in a chair, drinking like a log.

"Growl."

After wiping his mouth, he looked forward and looked at him.

"Is your waist going down? Do you want me to fold it back?

"Oh, no!"

The bandits were frightened and quickly lifted their backs.

"Tsk, anyway."

The sound of alcohol falling down my throat rang coolly.

Sanchae's bandits were now hitting their heads on the floor in a row.

"If you're confident, use your skills. Try it on. If you want your Danjeon to fly, do as you please."

"No!"

"Never write!"

Bandits roared, desperately supporting their shaky legs.

"Phew. I've become a lot nicer, too. In the old days, I would have just buried everything alive."

A long time ago, huh?

Oh, I shouldn't talk to him.

Chung-Myung, who was kicking his tongue, suddenly screamed as if his fever was rising.

"No, the more I think about it, the angrier I get! You son of a b*tc*!

Then, he rushed forward and kicked Kwak Kyung, who was banging his head in front of him, and blew it away.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Kwak Kyung-eun, who fell out screaming, jumped up like a spring and rushed toward Chung-Myung as soon as she was stuck on the floor.

Then I slipped my head on the floor and grabbed my back.

"What? What do you mean, what do you mean, life? The day has come when I hear a bandit talk about life. Why? Do you want me to end your life comfortably now?

"I'm sorry!"

"If you're wrong, you're right!"

Chung-Myung kicked Kwak Kyung again. Kwak ran like the wind again this time and poked his head into the ground.

Chung-Myung's eyes turned to a pile of wealth.

"Those who are having a hard time making ends meet have collected a lot of money. Anyway, you can't trust the robbers to talk."

Then Hong Dae Kwang ran into the living quarters.

"Hwasan The Dragon!"

"Yes."

"From what I've heard from beggars, they've never really killed people. It wasn't a lie."

"Really?"

"You'll be sure."

Chung-Myung nodded and looked at Kwak Kyung again. Kwak Kyung-eun said in a slightly unfair voice.

"He, look at it! I'll……."

"What about me?"

"I told you I didn't kill anyone! I feel wronged!"

"Hey!"

Chung-Myung kicked Kwak Kyung's leg and knocked it over and started to step on it.

"No, you son of a b*tc*! What the hell is the moral code? Hey, you son of a b*tc*! If someone says it's okay because they didn't kill anyone, it's over, you punk! If Confucius sees you, he will break your head with the Three Views. What kind of robber is he talking to you with his eyes wide open?"

Kwak Kyung-eun, who has never opened her eyes wide and never flapped, felt very unfair. But I knew very well that making excuses now would shorten life expectancy."Where do you live? All right. Robbery and make a living! I make money by working, don't you dare!"

Chung-Myung looked up. At the same time, the kick got stronger. In the end, Baek Cheon, who couldn't see it, stepped up.

"Chung-Myung아. And then you die."

"Isn't it good to die?”

"……That's true, but, uh…….”

Back Cheon, speechless for a moment, was stunned as he tried to think for a cause.

"Oh, no! Hey! But you shouldn't kill people when you're bankrupt!"

"Tsk."

Chung-Myung, who had been stepping on Kwak Kyung while talking to Baek Cheon, finally stopped beating him. And he frowned at Kwak-kyung, who was lying on the floor.

"It's real when it comes true."

I wanted to catch them all and bury them or hand them over to the government office.

"Come on, calm down, Hwasan The Dragon."

At that time, Hong Dae Kwang intervened tactfully and mediated.

"Still, he has never killed anyone, and apparently he has never really robbed anyone. This is a pretty conscientious bandit."

"What? No, the bandit is not conscientious. Why? Do you distinguish a murderer from a murderer with a conscience and a murderer with no conscience.

Uh...

That's right. It's certainly not wrong.

Chung-Myung sighed as if his fist was crying.

"Tsk. Yeah, what's the point of beating you up?"

In the first place, bandits are impossible to eradicate. Even if all of them are robbed here, new living quarters will soon be built in places where there will be living quarters.

If the new living quarters are worse than these, people may die by kicking out the bandits who are doing well.

"Wake up."

At Chung-Myung's words, bandits stood up and stood still.

"…The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Are they crazy and bandits on the island?

In the past, when Hwasan was beating the midfielder, Mr. Safarago was thin on the island. As a result, they have not been able to properly fight the bandits that they must go through at least once.

"What's your name?"

"Gwa, it's Kwak Kyung! Gwak Kyung, the Godfather of Geosan!"

"Godfather of Geosan is frozen to death."

Chung-Myung growled as if he didn't like the grandeur. Then he said.

"Good luck with your business.”

"What?"

"I'm watching you guys. If you hear there's a problem over here, they're all going to die that day.”

"And I'll keep that in mind."

"Tsk."

Chung-Myung looked at Kwak with slightly complicated eyes.

It's annoying.

It was uncomfortable to just leave it behind, and it was a pain in my heart to shake it all off.

Besides, the biggest problem was the ghost gate.

His business from now on is to fly things to the world. Aren't you selling cars all over the country right now except for the ghost gate?

I didn't think about it.’

If ghost Mundos get caught wrong by bandits while carrying things, the problem grows. As the value of the goods that need to be carried is great, you will have to pay a large amount of compensation.

The legs were fast, so they wouldn't be caught, but I couldn't be confident that there wouldn't be a problem due to the lack of force of the ghost gate.

But how strong would it be to teach a ghost gate? I have to fly one more thing at a time like that...….

"Well."

Chung-Myung, who was slightly worried, nodded loudly a little later.

"Hey."

"Yes, great cooperation!"

"Just call it a stamp."

"Yes, stamp!"

"Where should I go to see your boss?"

"What? Boss? Are you talking about King Green Lim?""……No, these bandits have grown less as a group. If you name it, it's a tiger, a mountain, what? King Greenlim? What kind of bandit is he?….”

Hong Dae Kwang grinned as he listened to Chung-Myung.

"You're a dragon, too. "Hwasan The Dragon."

"Did I put it on you?"

Chung-Myung shouted at Hong Dae Kwang.

My face burns whenever I hear that.

"I can't do this. I'm going to beat someone up and get a new nickname.’

I'm embarrassed. I'm going to die.

"So, where do we have to go?"

"No, King Greenlim is not someone you can meet just because you want to."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Just as King Heukryong is everywhere in the Janggang River and the Yellow River, there is King Green Rim everywhere in the green mountains. The man who exists and is nowhere is King Green Lim!"

"Oh……."

Chung-Myung nods as if admiring.

"What are you talking about?”

“…….”

"Do you learn to answer like that? You must have had a hard time memorizing your brain.”

"……Yes, a little bit."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk."

Anyway, you're so pathetic!

"No need to say. Tell the green-rimmed king or something that I want to see."

What surprised me more than Kwak Kyung was Hong Dae Kwang.

"Hwasan the Divine Dragon. King Greenlim is not a person who comes and goes just because he is told to. I'm Shin Juopae! Shin Juopae!

"If you don't come, all the bandits I see will be destroyed."

Hong Dae Kwang wrapped his face in a puzzled expression.

'This guy's screwed.'

I can't understand no matter how much I explain it. No, it's not that I can't, I don't intend to do it at all.

Cows can listen, how do you make a wall understand?

"Ba, I'll make sure to tell you so!"

"Tsk."

"He, but where are you going?"

"What about it? Revenge?"

"Bo, revenge!"

Kwak Kyung jumped up like a fresh fish.

"How dare I have such a dream? I just need to know where the seal is going so that I can deliver it to King Greenrim."

"Oh, right? Well, then come to the ghost gate...….”

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

You crazy bastard!

Dowon Chan, a ghost-door low-end who had been watching from afar to avoid getting caught up in this situation, rushed to Chung-Myung at the fastest pace in his life.

This lunatic's pulling the green-rimmed king into the ghost gate! I'd rather die than die!

"You, no ghost doors! We can't afford such a big shot!"

"That's a bandit, isn't it?

"Never! Never! Never! I'd rather cut my throat."

"You're timid."

Chung-Myung kicked his tongue.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Tell him to come to Dangga."

"Da, Danga? You mean Sichundanga?"

"Then is there another Dangga?"

Kwak Kyung blinked his eyes.

The Sacheon Party is a political faction.

It is also called the world's most dangerous jungle. I can't believe you're calling King Greenlim, the head of Safa.

I don't know anymore.’

I can't keep up with this human mindset.

"Well, I'll tell you what, but I don't know if he'll listen to me."

"You just have to deliver.”

"Yep!"

Chung-Myung peeked at Kwak Kyung as if he was incredulous and said to Baek Cheon.

"Did you pack everything?"

"I've put everything I've told you to, but...…can I really take all this away?"

"It's okay. We left the grain. I won't starve to death, so I won't do evil."Chung-Myung grinned and put his hand on Kwak Kyung's shoulder.

"Or you can be a little evil, right? It's fun to be meant to be together. I'm sure you'll see me again in this vast meadow."

"…He, that's never gonna happen! Never!"

"Oh, I should."

Now, all the wealth is piled up on the cart and wrapped with cloth. Chung-Myung nodded.

"That's it. Now that I'm done with my business...….”

"Go, thank you for your hard work! Take a look."

"What are you going to?"

"What?"

"Wow, that's not fair. We have to leave in the morning. Go and see the drinks again."

“…….”

"Hurry up."

"……Yes."

"Go ahead! A stamp!

"Be strong!"

"Please stop by again!"

Joko Chae's bandits waved desperately at the cart going down the mountain path.

But behavior and insistence could not be the same.

'Please go fast, you dogs!'

'What do you mean, a bandit? There's no such thing as death.’

Let's not see each other again in our lives! Please!'

When a strange human-drawn cart finally disappeared far down the mountain, the pregnant woman spat on the floor.

"Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

After huffing and pointing his finger at Ho Gong, he gritted his teeth and turned his head.

"Large!"

"…When you have kids, say Chae-ju."

"Yes, Chae-joo! What are you going to do?"

"…what?"

Pregnancy distorts the face.

"It's dirty and cheap, but now we have to move the living quarters! How do you know that f*cking guy's gonna come back and do some bad things again?"

"…pregnant."

"Yeah! Do you want me to get ready right away? I've already seen a good neck."

"……"

"What?"

"If you move it, it'll kill you."

“…….”

At the moment of pregnancy, I couldn't understand the word and blinked my eyes. Kwak Kyung sighed and said again, saying, "The ground should go away."

"…...come before you leave, and a rabbit will kill you. Take good care of your surroundings so that there are no other living quarters around you, and take half of the existing ones from now."

"Oh, no. What are they going to do when we're rabbits? It's not like I'm following around and watching."

"Do you know who that ragged beggar was?"

"…is that it?"

"It's the opening pitch. Are you sure you can stay out of the open eye? I'll go if I have one."

"…none."

Kwak eventually collapsed into the position.

"We're completely screwed. Oh, my God!

A mournful cry resonated sadly in the desolate Seosan.