Chapter - 418 Episode 418. Honestly, I can't handle it anymore. (3)

It's rather comfortable to go by cart.

Of course, it's not as good as riding in a big wagon, but it's more of a treat than walking on bare legs.

So you have to be comfortable.

However, Dowon Chan's mind on such a cart was full of discomfort and could not carry a spotty comfort.

"Ugh…….”

"Oh, d*mn it, man!"

"I'm going to kill him. I'm going to kill him one day."

"……Why am I…….”

Dowon Chan broke into a cold sweat as he heard the sound of evil coming from the front. It was terribly uncomfortable to see the back of those who pulled the wagon.

“…….”

His eyes glanced down.

Toong! Toong! Toong!

A thick iron cart was ringing heavily every time it moved.

I don't think it's a cart designed to make you feel comfortable.’

Basically, a cart must be strong and light at the same time. This is because if you focus too much on strength, you will feel heavy and put pressure on Uma, who pulls the cart.

Therefore, the technology is to make it as strong and light as possible.

However, this cart was perfectly achieving its purpose of being strong. As if it doesn't matter if you drag it down.

……because it's being dragged.

"Hey…… Chung-Myung stamp."

"What?"

"…Are we going to go all the way to your state?”

"Yes. Why?"

"…… hahaha.

Dowon Chan stole a cold sweat and picked his horse in his head.

"Well, there's no problem, but I think it'll be a little slow if I go like this. So I'd rather...….”

But before he could get to the point, Chung-Myung jumped up.

"It's slow! Can't you run fast? These useless things!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"That's awesome! For real!"

The sound of Chung-Myung slapping and screaming on the back resonated mournfully.

Dowon Chan's whole body, which unintentionally caused this, is now soaked in sweat. While being persecuted, those who were pulling the wagon looked back at him with sharp eyes and stared at him.

Dowon Chan looked at Chung-Myung with resentment.

That's not what I'm saying, you crazy man!

Which lunatic crosses the castle in a man-drawn cart?

Of course, there are man-drawn rickshaws and man-drawn kilns in the world. But no one wants to ride it on a thousand miles.

Of course it's crazy!

Dowon Chan glanced at Gay Hong, who sat uncomfortably next to him, and removed his dry lips.

"Gye Hyong."

"Yes, Lord Summoner."

"…I'm sorry. I should have believed you."

"……No, it's not. I understand 100 times. I wouldn't have believed it either."

That Chung-Myung seal was beyond description.

Who would have imagined there would be a man like that in the world!

The world's greatest man was now standing on the head of the cart and rambling on.

"Do you know how hard it was for me to make this? I've tried so hard, everyone should be grateful!"

"What are you saying, you crazy...…!”

"I want to bite off how grateful I am!"

"What the hell is a ghost doing?"

"Oh, you still have the power to talk."

Chung-Myung secretly used Cheon Geun-chu to increase his weight.

"Argh!"

"Don't do that, you son of a b*tc*!"

"Huh, waist! My waist!"

Meanwhile, clear drops of sweat flowed down from Hye Yeon's head, who silently pulled the cart from the front.

Head of the room.

The sun shone brightly, reflecting on his shiny hair.You should've stopped me a little longer.’

Why didn't you break your leg when you said you were going to Hawasan? Why the hell did you do that?

I was truly crazy...…!

"Are you okay, monk?"

"Baek Cheon Poetry…….”

Hye Yeon, who was trying to say something, soon lost her words and closed her eyes.

Baek Cheon looked at him with a pitiful face.

"…Cheer up a little bit more. He has a conscience, doesn't he rest after sunset?"

"What do you mean, rest? You're training from then on."

"Come on, that's a given."

“…….”

I think they're all crazy.…!

But things were better for Hye Yeon and the other Hwasan disciples. The person who's watching hell right now is Hong Dae Kwang.

"Ugh…….”

Hong Dae Wang, who pulls the cart with iron balls hanging over his arms and legs, looked half-awakened.

"I, why would I...….Why me?"

Others are in a position to be trained by Chung-Myung, so most of the irrationalities could be tolerated.

But isn't Hong Dae Kwang in that position?

"Hwasan the Dragon! Hwasan The Dragon!"

In the end, the unbearable Hong Dae Kwang shouted like a seizure.

"Why am I doing this? Why am I doing this? I'm just an informant."

"What?"

Chung-Myung kicked his tongue as he gasped.

"The enemy doesn't kill the informant? If I'm going to stick to Hawsan from now on, I'm going to protect my body! There's no weak friend in Hwasan!"

"Hey, dude! That's true, though. How old am I? Would this count?"

"You're talking about your age.”

Huh?

When I'm about that age, huh?

Ha, I'm not supposed to talk! My mouth hurts. That's why these days!

"With the power to nag. When are you going to get to your home at this rate?"

When Chung-Myung grumbled, Baek Cheon looked back in surprise.

"Cher, Chung-Myung?"

"Why?"

"Gwiju? You're going to Gwiju? Not Sichuan?"

"Of course, there's a ghost door in your house. Let's start with the ghost gate."

No wonder the road was different from last time. Thinking briefly, Baek Cheon frowned and asked hastily.

"Now, wait a minute. But you're under Sichuan, aren't you?

If you go southwest from Sacheon, there is Unnam, and if you go southeast, there is Guijou.

"That's right."

"Well, then you can stop by Sacheon first. Why do you have to go to your hometown first?" Then it's going to be a circle!"

"It's up to me."

“…….”

Baek Cheon unwittingly grasped the sword at his waist. It was a real sword from Hwasan.

But Chung-Myung didn't even snore.

"Why? You want another one?”

"Turn it off……."

Frustrated, Baek Cheon grabbed an iron rod that nervously pulled the wagon.

'What's wrong with you when you don't get your money's worth every time.'

Leave me alone.

Jo-Gol, who was whispering with Yoon-Jong, suddenly turned his head and looked forward. Then he smiled happily.

"The death penalty."

"Huh?"

"Come on.”

"Why?"

"It's a mountain road. I'm going up."

“…….”

As Yun-Jong slowly raised his head, he saw a steep mountain path stretching out.

He laughed out loud. And I thought.

Let's just drop everything and run away.

* * *

"Large, large!"

"Why?"

"It's a guest!"

"What? Sir?"

The tooth lying on the bed with a face of endless annoyance rose to his upper body.

"Are you a guest? Are you sure?”

"Yes, I'm sure!"

"Aren't they robbers the day they pretended to be guests again.

"I'm sure of it!"

A man called a large man frowned."For God's sake, the world is so cruel! How come none of the men who cross the mountain didn't kick a sword!"

"Isn't it because of the car trade or something? You'll be fine soon."

"Anyway! Are you a customer? Are you wearing a knife?"

"The knife is full. But the number doesn't exceed ten, and the cart is very big."

"That's enough for a guest!"

A man called a large-sized man jumped to his feet and took an axe.

"It's been a while since I've had a hangover. Call the kids! Let's go!"

"Yes!"

The bandits of Joko Chae, located in Seosan, Sanyang Prefecture, gathered their weapons in joy and sorrow.

"…Are you not coming?"

"We'll be there soon."

"I hope you've seen it is, haven't you?"

"Oh, I told you so!"

"No, but where's the voice!"

Slap.

The person who was hit in the back of the head groaned and held the back of his head. Then he raised his head with an unhappy face.

"Oh, the real Bang-ho said he saw it clearly! I can't take that cart any other way, so I'm sure it'll come here!"

"He seems to have bad eyesight these days."

The man, who was called a "large," frowned with an incredible face.

"I'll save you again as a good-looking man. I can't see anything right when I put it on the watchtower!"

"……this time it's gonna be okay…"….Uh! Over there! There it is!"

"Oh?"

The bandit grinned, showing yellow teeth.

"Hehe, these stupid people don't even know where we are.….not at all…."

The head of the man who was laughing insidiously tilted slightly.

"Hey."

"Yes, large."

"That's now……" Are you bringing a cart?"

"…I think so?"

I blinked a couple of times, but no matter how hard I looked at it, a man who was not a cow or a horse was pulling a cart.

"Are they crazy?…? Where is this place? A man pulls a cart?"

"Even the cow is out of breath.”

"Just... Wow, you're reeling like a pig?"

"Oh, my God. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk."

The world is wide, so of course crazy people vary in kind, but this was a different kind of crazy thing.

"Well, that's good anyway. You're a madman, but with money, you're a guest! Let's go, boys!

"Yes!"

Waiting for the cart to reach the vicinity, they burst out of the bushes with a huge burst of ore. And quickly blocked the cart.

"Stop!"

Standing tall.

As if to stop, the cart, which was struggling to move forward, stopped there. At the same time, those who were pulling carts collapsed and collapsed.

"Gasp! Gasp! Gasp! Gasp!"

"No, water, water, please.…! Oh, my...I'm going to lose."

“…….”

The bandits hesitated a little as they watched those who were half lying down.

'Oh, I can't do this.….’

You have to open your eyes wide to see the bandit that sticks out so that you can hit the next one.

Like this...

But then the tooth standing next to him poked me in the ribs.

What are you doing?’

'Oh, I know!'

The bandit, who cleared his throat, shouted loudly.

"Hahahaha! You've come all the way here! If you don't want your life, put everything down and go back. Then I'll save your life!"

It was a great voice to protect.

A beastly skin worn all over the body, and a beastly beard reminiscent of equipment. And if you look at the godfather in one hand, you can't help but cringe.

But…….

"……what are they?"

"I think it's a bandit."

"A bandit? Huh, last time you were a bandit, but now you are a bandit?""When you walk down the street, you meet bandits and mageoks”

"…Smells."

The return reaction was nothing like he had expected.

Are they really crazy?’

Just as he was about to scream, Lim Saeng, who was next to him, shouted sharply first.

"I thought you were a fool! This is Gwak Kyung, the godfather of Geosan, the Chaeju of Joko Chae!"

Then the handsome man, who was half-stretched on the ground, struggled to pull up his upper body and asked in a weak voice.

"What?"

"Joko Chae?"

"Some living quarters are dogs, cows and dragons, and criminals.”

"It looks good."

"…tastes true."

The eyes of the deceased sparkled.

Even though I said the name Joko Chae, the responses were so lukewarm.

"How dare you react to the heroes of Green Rim! I tried to save your life, but I can't! Guys!"

"Yes!"

"Show them what green forests are like!"

"Yes!"

Each bandit with a sergeant's flag crept toward the cart.

But then.

"Oops, shit!"

A head stuck out of the cart.

"What is it?"

"He said he's a bandit."

"They're missing! Where are you taking the time to rest? Why don't we get things sorted out and go?"

"Oh, yeah.

At the words of the young man who stretched his neck over the cart, the people who were sitting down stood back and raised their aesthetic bodies.

"Ha, you really look like a freak."

"Do you want me to kill you?"

"You're a Taoist! Kill half of it."

"Yes!"

Gwak Kyung, the godfather of Geosan, was bewildered.

Let's say it's Joko Chae.

However, those who go long enough to climb this mountain must have heard of the name Nokrim. Are those ridiculous reactions?

Isn't it normal for at least one person to be startled by the name?

Are they really crazy?’

Looking at Sunny, I think he's out of his mind.

The one who's at the forefront is in the middle.

God, the monk is pulling a cart. Aren't you even wearing a yellow, red gun if you've heard anything?

'People might think you're from Shaolin'. My my.'

It's not just him.

The man behind it was a beggar or a raggedy.

Where else would you see a beggar pulling a cart in your life?

And the rest of them...….

'There are two women?’

It was so muddy that I didn't recognize it, but now I see women are even pulling carts.

"What do you mean, they're pulling a cart? I'm going to watch all sorts of things. Oh, my God, you embroidered yourself? What do you think you're a master of... embroidery of flowers on your clothes?….”

Yes?

Flowers?

That's... Huh?

I mean...

Plum blossoms?

Kwak Kyung's eyes grew bigger and bigger. The eyes, which have grown to the limit, seem to be trying to break through the limit, but they have grown a little bigger there.

Every, every flower?

Do you mean a man who wears a plum print?

'Where? Around the waist.….’

Sword? Sword with plum blossoms on it?

Kwak Kyung's jaw began to tremble.

I've never heard of it.….’

Yeah, I've definitely heard of it. I mean...

A conduit that symbolizes plum blossoms, so not too long ago, when you beat that horrible man into a dog...….

'…...Huh? Huh!'

Kwak Kyung's face turned pale.

However, Im-saeng, who stood next to her, seemed to have not figured out what was going on, chanted arrogantly and squealed.

"You little bastards! I'll skin your flesh and feed you beasts today! I dare to regret coming into Joko Chae's territory…….”"Ahhhhhh! Shut up, you nutcase!"

Whoosh!

Kwak Kyung's fist turned the chin of the pregnancy. The broken tooth bounced like a stone thrown with a slingshot and Lim Saeng stretched like a frog on the floor.

Kwak Kyung-eun did not even give a glance even though her subordinate, who was struck by an unexpected blow, was flinching.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

Sweat dripped down my face. In the eyes of bandits who did not know English, Kwak Kyung shouted on his stomach as if he were collapsing.

"Gwa, Mr. Kwak meets the heads of the Hwasan faction!"

It was a cry of desperation to survive somehow.

"Don't you lie down right now! You bastards!"

As Kwak Kyung shouted desperately, the bandits around him quickly lay flat on the floor. To make a living by making a living by making a living by making a living by making a living by making a bandit, don't you think you're

“…….”

Baek Cheon, who pulled out a sword, stared blankly at the bandits.

"…What's wrong with the kids?"

"Well?"

At that time, the face that went into the cart came out again.

"Oh, you're not going!"

“…….”

At that moment, Kwak Kyung, who knew who the leader of the group was, shouted loudly.

"Stamp!"

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung's eyes turned to Kwak Kyung.

"Save me!"

Boom!

Kwak Kyung put his head on the floor.

“…….”

At an unexpected sight, Chung-Myung asked Baek Cheon.

"You said you were a bandit."

"…I do."

"But what's wrong with him?"

"…I mean."

Chung-Myung tilted his head and suddenly saw the dusty disciples of Hwasan. And somehow nodded in a convincing way.

Do it.

You guys are more like bandits.

Objectively. Objectively.