Return of Mount Hua Sect

A crackling echoed in the white market. Soon after, my thumb nail was slightly torn off.

However, the person who bit his nails didn't even seem to know what he was doing.

"Excuse me…… Private lodging."

"Huh?"

"……and you'll bleed."

Very close.

Baek Cheon, who once again bit his fingernails while listening to refraining, looked up at Yoon-jong.

"Oh, my God!"

Only then did Yoon-jong, who saw Baek Cheon's face properly, faltered back in shock.

It wasn't his usual neat and nice face. The skin is rough, and the black shading that started under the eyes almost came down to the tip of the chin, and there was no separate return note.

"No, what did you eat wrong? What's wrong with your face??”

"Yoon-Jong아…….”

"What?"

"…Will it be okay?"

“…….”

Baek Cheon's face turned whiter as if he had encountered a ghost, as if he had become more anxious just by talking about it. Now that he's shaking his lips, even Yoon-jong is starting to feel uneasy.

Then Baek Cheon asked again.

"Will it really be okay?"

It's an open question, but Yoon-Jong understood what he was saying.

"You worry about everything. No matter how hard it is...Would you do it the way you do it to us? Chung-Myung is the one with the head."

"I've got a head."

Baek Cheon bit his nails again.

"…It's because I don't have anything in my head.

Uh, that's a little hard to refute.

Baek Cheon murmured helplessly as if he were half-spirited.

"……we are now…"…Yes, I've already thrown it away."

"Wait a minute, Sasook. You can't throw your body away as you please."

"But the writer is...…It's the first time for the elders to experience Chung-Myung."

Baek Cheon wrapped his head around his trembling hand. The hair, which had always been neat and tidy without any messy places, had already become messy.

"No matter how hard I think about it, I can't draw a good picture. Don't you think we should stop him now? I should stop him, right?

"No……, but don't tell me….….”

Yoon-Jong comforted Baek Cheon and couldn't stop talking. It is because he is getting anxious.

"...but he's still up and down...…. No, there isn't? No, there is...Don't you have any?"

Yoon-Jong's face is becoming increasingly confused.

It's like... it's up and down, it's like it's not.

You're nervous, aren't you?"

"…Yes."

The more I think about it, the more I get sick with my stomach twisted.

Jo-Gol, who was resting next to them, grinned as their faces were gradually stained with anxiety.

"By the way, both of you are very worried. I'm worried, too."

"Huh?"

"Training isn't everything you want to do just because you want to make it hard. If it's like swordmanship or gonggong, you can roll it to the death, but how do you roll a person while learning the craft? It's the energy, it's the energy that moves."

“…….”

“…….”

Jo-Gol's nonchalant remarks left both of their faces blank. Jo-Gol paused and tilted his head.

"Why do you think so?"

"No……."

When Baek Cheon hesitated, Yoon-Jong took his place.

"Sometimes you say the right thing."

"No, these people...….”

Whether Jo-Gol was angry or not, Baek Cheon and Yoon-Jong nodded facing each other.

"That makes sense."

"I know…….I'm sure you do. No matter how much Chung-Myung is, he can't change the person who trains his craft.”

Now I felt a little relieved.One seemed to have a different idea from them.

"Should I?"

Everyone's eyes were on one place.

Yoo-Esul, who had been sitting silently, muttered with a sullen face.

"Well?"

“…….”

It was also an ability to make a person so anxious with just two syllables.

"Are you thinking differently about the accident?”

"The one who's going to pick on me somehow."

"…That's true."

It was a moment when we could clearly see what Hwasan's disciples thought of Chung-Myung.

"…Shall we sneak away?"

"I told you not to approach ordinary students. Unam Sasookjo will be furious if he gets caught."

"……Yes, you shouldn't do that."

Baek Cheon shivered slightly.

Even if you yell at her every day, she can get out of the car. But Unam was still a difficult man for Baek Cheon. Rather, wise men are more familiar than unam.

'There must be someone like that in Munpa.’

It's not necessarily a good thing for everyone to be like a family. At some point, there must be someone who can discipline Munpa and speak bitterly. Unam plays such a role in Unja's ship, and Baek Sang is such a person in the white porcelain ship.

"Well, I can't check even if I'm feeling sick.”

"Can't you feel a little relieved that you can't hear a scream for now?"

"…and so is it…….”

It was just as Baek Cheon was about to sigh.

The door of the White House suddenly opened, and Baek Sang rushed his head inside.

"The elder and the elder are coming down!"

"What?"

Baek Cheon jumped out of his seat and rushed to the door.

"Get out of the way!"

"Ugh!"

He even kicked away Baek Sang, who was half blocking the door, and ran out without looking back. The other five swords followed in haste.

"Where? Where is it?"

"That way!"

Baek Cheon's eyes went back to where Yoon-jong pointed. It was clear that some people were trudging along the path leading to the back of Hwasan.

"How are you?"

"You should say you're fine, you son of a b*tc*!"

Yoon-Jong reflexively grabbed Jo-Gol by the neck.

"Cough! Cough! Sorry!"

Baek Cheon broke into a cold sweat as he watched Yoon-jong shake Jo-Gol's neck.

It looks like Jo-Gol's always ready for his turn.’

But it wasn't Yoon-Jong's fault by anyone's standards. It was his fault that Jo-Gol, who made the Yoon-Jong like that, and Chung-Myung, who made the Jo-Gol like that.

"Ee, let's go for now.

"Yes!"

Oh Gum, led by Baek Cheon, ran toward Jang Moon-in. Seeing that they are not limping or reeling, it seems that they have never been worried about it.

Still, Chung-Myung is a human being.’

"If you have a conscience, you can't do that to a lengthy man."

"He's a demon, not a real demon!’

Everyone was relieved and relieved. But it was then.

"……Huh?"

"Huh?"

"Well, that's....”

The steps toward the elder and the elder gradually slowed down.

"…Come on, Jang Moon-in?”

Baek Cheon sang Hyun Jong as if he was embarrassed. Then Hyun Jong lifted his head and faced him.

Flinch.

Baek Cheon stammered as if he had lost his language in surprise.

"Oh, no...Why... Why are you so emaciated...….the…."

Neither did he, Hyun Jong's face.

Baek Cheon's face is not in a good condition, but compared to Hyun Jong's face now, it was fair to say that he had slept a lot and washed his face with rice water.You've got a bloody bone.’

No, what the hell did this crazy guy do?’

I'm scared.

The faces of Hyun Young and Hyun Sang as well as Hyun Jong. Don't you feel like you've almost become a mummy in a day?

"Come on, long storyteller. What the hell is going on...….”

Hyun Jong said in a very weak voice.

"It's nothing... "

No, I think it's a big deal.

"Oh, I feel refreshed."

At that time, Baek Cheon's eyes were turned to a sudden voice.

Back there, Chung-Myung was walking with a cat-like face that he had slept well.

"Hey, you son of a b*tc*!"

At the moment, Baek Cheon, whose eyes were turned upside down, rushed in and grabbed him by the collar. No, I tried to catch him.

But a dream was just a dream, and Baek Cheon bounced faster and rolled the floor.

"Oh, my God. What the hell."

Chung-Myung kicked his tongue as he alternated between my fist and Baek Cheon.

"Oh, I've told you several times not to do that. I don't know why, but I'm making a reflex punch."

"Oh, my God, that son of a b*tc*...….”

Baek Cheon, who raised his head up, looked at him with his eyes full of original poison.

"Hey, you crazy bastard! What did you do to the long storyteller? You don't know what's up or down!”

"Oh, this? This is...….”

"You know no law, you have no manners!"

"Oh, I mean, it's...….”

"The one who can see six! You're the one who needs to break the habit! Break your back...….”

"Eh, come on!"

Oh, my god!

The shoes Chung-Myung took off stuck in Baek Cheon's face. Finally, Baek Cheon fell to his side.

Flop.

"…...very excited, very excited. Tsk tsk."

Chung-Myung clapped his tongue as he fell. I think I used to be a bit normal. What happened, I don't know if it's getting worse as time goes by.

Then Yoo-Esul quickly approached Hyun Jong. shouted Yoon-jong, who was already awake.

"Long-Moonin, are you all right? You guys go and help her!"

"Yes!"

Yoo-Esul, Dang-Soso, and Jo-Gol quickly assisted the elders. Yoon-Jong asked Chung-Myung with a contemplative face.

"I thought you were going to learn how to play today.”

"Right."

"Well, then why is this? Don't tell me...…?”

"My mouth is frozen to death. You need to learn something to get caught. It'll go down in history if you get coins in a day."

"Well, then why?"

"Oops."

Chung-Myung shrugged.

"It's nothing. I'm just doing my first operation, but I don't think you're getting the hang of it.

"Also?"

"I thought I'd take the time to...…I thought it was a waste, too. So I just put my energy into my body and forced it back."

"…...you forced yourself back into someone else's body?"

"Yes."

"Uh……. Is that a problem? You're a true believer. It's been...….”

"No, you're not."

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung grinned.

"A jindor sends his energy to the place where his energy flows. I'm gonna force it to the wrong place."

Twist it?

"Through the blood?"

Do you want me to pierce it?

"Scratching, breaking, crushing, tearing!"

A cold sweat began to run down Jo-Gol's back, helping the elder.

"I mean, what happens then?"

"Well, uh…… There's no big problem. Anyway, we succeeded in catching the first flow. All that's left is to get better."Yoon-Jong tilted his head.

"But what's wrong with the writer's condition?….”

"It's not a big deal, but it's a good thing, but if you change the course of your life from where you've been all your life," he said.… well, it hurts a little bit."

"…How much?"

"Well, how can I compare that?"

He smiled brightly as if he remembered Chung-Myung, who had been agonizing for a while.

"Do you understand if I say it feels like I'm digging a finger-thick hole in my body from head to toe? Curly along the bloodline?"

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Yoon-Jong hesitated back in contemplation. Sweat poured down with a faded face.

"Hey…… Hey, you crazy man, how can you hold it sober!"

"Hang in there, hang in there, you can do it. Look, you did a great job.”

Is that it? It's mesmerizing.No, my soul's gone, you son of a b*tc*?

"Are you all right, Elder?"

Yoon-jong approached and examined the condition of Jang. Then a faint light returned to Hyun Jong's eyes, which had lost focus.

"Yoon-Jong아…….”

"Yes, Jang Moon-in! It's me! I'm Yoon-Jong! Are you awake?"

"…Moonlight."

"What?"

"…... dig that bastard up and kick him out."

“…….”

"…Rich."

Hyun Jong's body jumped to the side.

"Ahhh! Long story!"

"Elderly! Elder, wake up!"

"What can I do to learn how to make a person faint?"

"Medicine! Take him to the medicine! Come on!"

Chung-Myung, who was staring at the chaotic surroundings, kicked his tongue.

"Tsk tsk. It's because I'm so weak."

Well, it's okay because you won't be weak soon.

Chung-Myung stretched himself out.

But at this moment he didn't even know.

What kind of storm this thing he's done will bring to Hwasan.