Book 1 Chapter - 21

But, 'Chen-Ji-Ji-Shin-Ji-Ji'. Fate was out of the way of the worst.

A man who seemed to be a disaster god, what a sudden change of heart.

I don't know, but isn't it that they help by being angry with each other?

That's something I saw with my own eyes a month ago and experienced with my own body.

People.

For him now, he was in desperate need of help from a top-notch master.

" If you do so, I'll be d*mned!How can I

Would you object! I will not forget your kindness, mother-in-law!"

Miss Jangwoo politely bent her waist at right angles. I was very happy, though.

It's shaped.

"Don't forget, what is the benefit of………………………………………………….

By the way, when does Namchang-bound ticket leave?"

"Yes, we are scheduled to depart at the grave in the morning (8 a.m.) in two days!"

"Well, I'll see you then! If we get to Namchang safely, we'll tell them...

Ticket money or a few pennies. I'll give it to me! You can drink with that.

I mean, here and...And pocket money.We help each other."

It was Ryu-Yeon who emphasized especially how many spoons. The man who heard this,

I'll never literally give you a few pennies. I'm afraid of the consequences.

You're supposed to give me a little something shiny.

You'll let go of it.

"Yes, there is!Don't worry!"

"Give me a big hand, I'll pay for it!

They're kind of strong. Because he's my student!"

Ryu-Yeon, who was about to wave his hand out of the ticket gate and turn his back.

His new form suddenly paused. And then, suddenly, he went round and round and round and round.

I added a word, as if out of the blue.

"Oh, and they're one-way tickets! The way to Namchang is...

Don't worry, I'll keep you safe. But I'm gonna have to break up with him.

Come alone when you come! I'll call it a day."

"Well, well, uh, Master-Law and Master Roh.It's Nosabuni!"

I don't listen to a single word, leaving behind the absurd words of the state's leader, Jang Woo-yang.

Eunchae glowedly Ryu-Yeon disappeared.

After that, still, the signatories of the Jungyang Pyo Bureau are barefoot on the soft armour and in the hands.

Standing dazed in the scorching afternoon sun with a spear and sword.

He thinks it's heaven that the storm has passed by him.

I feel like I'm about to fall out of the sky right now.

A sea of silver stars that embroidered a pitch-black, dark curtain. If you keep looking at it,

A beautiful sight that makes me want to cry.

Under the mysteries of this beautiful universe, the river of stars is a great place.

A man staring blankly at the land of black silk crossing.

It was here.

Sit down in a professional manner, saying, "I'm in a quagmire."

The young man was lost in endless thoughts. I know what you're thinking

With a blank face, the young man continues to stare at the night sky.

"The stars are so beautiful."

"What are you thinking so deeply, Prince Namgoong?"

Namgoong, who knows the owner of a sweet voice heard behind his back.

Sang looked back in surprise.

Blessing at night, under the river of stars, the spirit in the beautiful moonlight.

There was a bit of a stand.

The way you stand in the moonlight, the starry earth behind your back, it's like the world.It's not a person, it's a fairy who makes you feel so wise on earth.

It was a dazzling appearance. For a moment, Namgoong-sang was intoxicated by her figure and looked at her with ecstasy.

I looked at her. Her beauty, like a heavenly fairy, is the world's most beautiful woman.

It didn't seem to be her, and that fascinated him endlessly.

"Oh, really, really, really, no, I have to leave here tomorrow.

When I think about it, I, uh... a lot of things happen and I can't sleep.

I don't have it."

"Hohoho. Actually, so do I. It's weird, there's been a lot of hard work going on.

I wrote down good things. I was always out of here as soon as I could.

I wish I could, but I can't believe you're leaving tomorrow.

No, I couldn't sleep, so I came out to see the stars, Prince Namgoong.

You're sitting in your seat after hitting the first player. "

The spirit smiled softly and spoke in a gentle voice. Self

Her smile shook the heart of the Southern Palace itself, and her face shook.

I could feel it turning red automatically. For the first time in my life,

A woman who has been taken away, now directed at herself, for herself, for herself, for herself.

Her lips, which sent him a smile, made him flutter.

Her smile made his heart flutter badly.

In the middle of the night, in the glorious river of stars, in the moonlight of the full moon, the heart.

To think that you are talking to a woman you adore deeply.

Her whole body was tense, as if her soul had been bound by her touch.

As the tongue hardened, the whole body became stiff.And, on the contrary, the heart rate.

The rate of blood flow increased along with the increase.

Even the soul is bound, the body is stiff, and the words are right.

There was no way.

and then

A thunderbolt struck in the head of the Southern Palace, clanging and alarming.

The sound resonated loudly. At the moment something happened to him.

I didn't realize it was easy. I don't think that's a good idea.

Because it was sudden, embarrassing and ecstatic. The reason is

Because she, the spirit, sat side by side with her. He's thin

Glued to the body of temptation side by side...

This was an obvious provocation. Hot in the depths of his heart

Something jumps up, torrents, floods the entire body violently.

There was, a whirlwind of uncontrollably intense emotion.

This innocent face of knowing nothing, whether he knows what he feels.

Rowe, sitting next to him, the spirit gazed at the beautiful stars of the heavens.

He expressed his feelings.

"It's like black silk embroidered with jewels. The night sky is so clear

I'm sure the weather will be fine tomorrow. "

"Oh, yeah, I see."

A dilly-dallying statue of the Southern Palace. There was still no change in mugwort. Advances

He still lacks the learning and learning of the word.

"Are you okay with the--""

The other day, when I was trying to protect myself from the white tiger I met in the woods, I saw him on his toenails.

The spirit asked, thinking of the wound. It's been months.

It was, and now the wound has healed, but it was quite deep at the time.

Because I'm worried that there might be another aftereffect.

Because there was.

"Hurt? Oh...Yeah, he's fine.

The confident loud sound of the Namgungsang could not end and stopped for a moment. His

He stopped breathing together. Even so, the Southern Palace is attacked by a ghost.

I didn't mean to say he was killed.

But, the spirit, she used to wear her thin white hands in the Southern Palace.

The gentle pat on her back, which had been wounded for her, was an act of the Southern Palace.

It was an action that could have a huge impact on life support.

"Her beautiful, slender corn is the most important thing in the Southern court."Because it could have been scarier than a weapon. Never did. Never did.

I couldn't say it was a health benefit. As proof of that, now...

Nam Gung-sang couldn't breathe properly.

I might die like this if I didn't breathe back.

In the Southern Palace, he may have given up being a human being and become a statue.

The whole body was rigid, and the eyes didn't budge. Breathing is

It was so weak, now I could barely hear the faint breath.

Only the face was red and remained the same. Her heart beats are incredibly fast.

A phenomenon caused by loss, excitement and blood rushing to the face.

The Southern Palace said his heart was about to burst and he might die.

Thought.

'Huh?

What does this feel like?'

With the ecstatic feelings of joy rising from the depths of his heart,

There was a touch of a light press on the right shoulder. The spirit of the Southern Palace.

It was with its head resting on its shoulder.

A silence has come. For a time when you don't know how long it's been, a word.

Without a word, the two remained in that condition.

Silence alone was silently filling between the two.

"...................thank you then!"

The scale of silence leans toward the spirit. She has a sweet voice.

whispered to

I was grateful back then.

"Oh, no. I did what I was supposed to do."

Her voice was so sweet that the Southern Palace couldn't help but panic.

"Even so, Prince Namgoong is a lifesaver for me."

"That's not true. The true lifesaver is the Master.

He's the one who defeated the White Tiger."

Because of pure nature, not trying to attribute others' credit to their own.

Nam Gung-sang told the truth. Give the silver of life to yourself, to the spirits.

The act of not trying to be seen, the honesty in which he is incapable of playing tricks.

It shows that you are a straightforward person.

"But the one who protected me was Prince Namgoong.

And you hurt your back."

The words sent with her smile were so soft to him,

It was sweeter and sweeter than anything in the world.

"The wound is nothing. Now there's no sign of it!Don't worry!"

However, this was a lie. Behind the back of the Southern Palace statue is still a white tiger's

Three deep wounds, long torn by claws, remained.

It will probably never be erased.But the Southern Palace is proud of this.

I was here.A medal you earned while trying to protect the woman you adore.

Because it was. And the scar on the back remains for the rest of your life.

I didn't want to hurt her by saying I wouldn't.

"Ha, you're lying. It's so clear."

Again, the spirit patted him gently on the back. The wound I suffered at the time...

Because it was deep, you can feel it through a thin cloth even if you touch it on top of the clothes.

It wasn't as simple as a healing wound.

It was a well-informed spirit. Maybe you'll have to live on your back for the rest of your life.

The scar that will never be erased was trying to protect her.

The fact that it was a wound made her even more heartbreaking.

"Prince of the Southern Palace."

In a quiet voice, she sang the statue of the Southern Palace.

"Yes."

Namgoongsang also replied in a very quiet voice. Comfortable to the listener

It was a calm and quiet voice that brought about

Starry moon, night sky.The darkness is silent under the tent.

Only the calm silence revolved around the two.

"Can you protect me if it happens again next time?"

" Of course."

Nam Gung-sang said in a very calm and quiet but confident voice.

"Continue?"

"Yes, over and over again. "

"For the rest of your life?"

Namgung-san looked at the ghost with surprised eyes. twinkling with reflection of moonlightHer eyes were deep and beautiful. Black eyes holding the light of the abyss.

The child captivates him with endless deep and beautiful light.

It was an ecstatic look that fascinated people. I'm fascinated by her eyes.

Nam Gung-sang thought that there would probably be no one in the world who doesn't.

"Forever, I will protect you. Until the end of my life."

Swear in a calm, quiet voice that makes you feel strong will.

The Southern courtesan quietly drew her lips, his lips containing the covenant of oath.

It was an ecstatic experience.

At the moment his mind was as blank as a sheet of white paper. And then

Soft, warm words that begin with the lips and spread throughout the body.

Odd touch that cannot be described. The statue of the Southern Palace is a man who is enchanted.

Drunk by the sweetness, he let go of his grip.

It was my first kiss.

In a little while.

When Nam Gung-sang came to his senses, his lips were hot, and his lips were hot.

His left hand behind the white neck of the spirit, even though he didn't know how to fall.

He was holding her up, and his right hand crushed her waist.

I was hugging. But to the extent that it should not yet cross.

It wasn't over the top.

Even though he hugged her like this, the spirit did not rebel.

The Southern Palace, who came to his senses and grasped his current situation and behavior, is a man of the earth.

When she flustered her lips and hands, the next red face,

He turned away from the spirit with a shy face. A ghost on his back that turned around.

This brought her back together. On the back of her body temperature to the Southern Palace,

The two reportedly continued to sit back to back without saying anything.

What they have in common now is that they are both silent and silent.

The fact was that both of them were red like ripe persimmons.

There was silence again. However, it was not long.

This time, the scales of silence are tilted towards the Southern Palace.

It was, but without words, held her hand gently.

If you have a shape, like her hand, you'll never forget it.

The soft touch and warmth, which cannot be easily expressed in words.

It was a feeling.

The two men holding hands, unable to let the stars go deep, are still holding hands.

Sitting facing each other's backs, savoring each other's body temperatures.

The warmth that warms your heart.

"Cook!"

A spirit that remained silent, suddenly touched her mouth.

Gently put on a beautiful smile.

The statue of the Southern Palace looked awkward and stared blankly at the stars in the night sky.

Night!

The night that has given a lot of meaning to the two continues. But

The two men's hands didn't know how to untie.

As if to mean a sworn covenant, tying between the two.

They all look blank. Ha!With a short sigh, the blue sky...

I was staring blankly. I don't know for some reason, but everyone keeps going.

The way they yawned and shed tears, the way they slept at night...

I was making it hard to guess how I look. It's getting late at night.

The day is bound to dawn. On a bright day, you look at the blue sky, and you look at the blind faces.

The 16 virgins that build, what they're thinking right now...

You don't know anything but yourself.

For 16 people standing in a row, one, or two,

There was something in common, one with a blank look, all playing in a dream.

He's the only one standing dazed by, and the two of them are dark under their eyes.It was that it looked like war. There's only one reason why these symptoms occurrence.

It was just that, and his eyes were red! It was obvious.

"You couldn't sleep last night, could you?""

Ryu-yeon looked around Chan-chan's disciples.

"Oh, my God, this great, very strong, very respectable master.

Now that I have to leave your side, it's no wonder I can't sleep!

Of course!

Ryu-Yeon said, nodding his head, which means it's natural.

But everyone, skeptical of what he said, without expressing positivity.

I just yawned over and over again and again. It's a little ridiculous, somehow a little.

To those who look unseemly, pathetic, meaningful.

Ryu-yeon said with a smile with his eyes containing meaning.

"Well, how did you all feel?"

..........................

A moment of silence. What are you thinking? No one's talking for a minute.

Im lost in thought.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

A close friend of Namgoongsang, Shaman's good sword, Master Hyun-woon.

He said, stealing his eyes with his sleeves.

"Oh, I'm, uh, always going to try?"

Dang Chul-young also says something as if he is complaining.

"It's not like I can't go back.What, uh..."

Cheongmun, a student of the Cheongseong faction, spoke in a regrettable tone.

"If you'd gone, it would've happened, wouldn't you?"

No-hak said with an expression that I really want to try it. The job of a beggar is...

The fact that it was hard to do such a thing made him unhappy.

Deep down, it was an old school determined to do it someday.

"Oh, I'm ashamed."

It was the sound from the side of the old school.

Hwasulyoung, who grew up smelling plum blossoms on a volcano, looks like plum petals.

It's dyed red.

"Is it sweet or sour?"

The woodcutter looked interesting. Curiosity

It was a lot of women.

"Good for someone. We'll try that!"

"......"

Sho Rim of the buzz cut, the Japanese continued to remain silent.

He was a quiet guy.

"I'd love to try it."

Hwangbo's wife, knowing how much it means.

I made a question whether I spit it out or not.

"Oh, well, then I'll..."

"Puck!"

The eyes of old school swelled up.

"It must be the first time in terms of that skill!"

Well, with a serious look on your face, a serious and serious matter.

Geum Yeong-ho said, as if he were in a discussion.

"Oh, my God! Who do you want?"

Alas, said the woodcutter, as he went along.

"I would've pressed it as it was."

The eldest son of the Geum family hopped on the back of his feet.

Next to him hopping, Namgoongsan Mountain raised his ax eyes.

I shot at him.

Perhaps she was the one who ruthlessly shot him on the foot.

The faces of the Namgung statue and the ghost were worth seeing when they heard their testimony.

Like ripe ripe persimmons, like hot metal waiting to be a sword.

I was flushed and at a loss for words. Sunlight, too

Andh is desperate to go into a hole and hide.

I had no choice but to stamp my feet with a look on my face.

"........things."

"Hey!"

Ryu-yeon smiled with his eyes as he watched the kids do it for a while.

I stopped and shouted.

"What the hell are you doing?"Make a fuss!

What did you all do last night? They're all smudging under their eyes.

Tsk tsk tsk"