Chapter - 729 Episode 729. It could be even better! (4)

This day.

"…Sasook, I know it's rude to say this, but…….”

"What?"

"…That's the way you're really going, isn't it?"

At that, Baek Cheon looked at Hyun Jong and the elders coming down the mountain with a dying face. The eyes were filled with pity.

I had no choice but to. The faces of the three black-dead men and Chung-Myung, who followed them down, contrasted too sharply.

"……Do you use a breathing technique?"

Anyone can tell that Chung-Myung is sucking all three people's energy.

"You look worse than yesterday…"…don't you have to stop him?"

"…Stop it? How?"

At Baek Cheon's vague voice, Yoon-jong closed his eyes tightly.

Chung-Myung's driving around alone is horrible, of course, but it's over once he's stopped. Even if the process is harder than digging a mountain with a spoon, it's something you can try anyway.

But those three are different. Even if it's extremely hard, Chung-Myung is someone who can try to stop him, and those three people can't even use their hands or feet.

Dry the elder and the elder?

Who? Oh-gum?

You have to say something that makes sense.’

Why would you rather stop those son-of-war men, the eldest and the elder of the Moon faction?

"…Let's wait a little longer."

"But if he does that, he'll be in big trouble."

"I know…… I know."

Baek Cheon sighed heavily.

"The elder and the elder want to do it, but we can't stop them."

"…I think you've changed your mind by now."

Baek Cheon shook his head slowly as he looked at the faces of the three black-dead.

"Let's wait and see for a few more days."

"……Yes."

Of course, his eyes were still worried.

I hope everything's fine.’

As Chung-Myung, who followed him down from the back, looked at his proud face, anxiety grew more and more.

Four days.

"Come on, Jang Moon-in! Are you all right?"

Hyun Jong looked down with a blank face. Chopsticks that he was holding a while ago were scattered on the table. And the hand that was holding chopsticks was shaking terribly.

"……It's okay."

"It's not okay."

"It's not okay at all."

Oh, my God, you don't have the power to use chopsticks?

Hwasan's disciples all stopped eating and stared blankly at Hyun Jong.

"…That's because you're so weak."

Then Hyun Sang, sitting next to him, smirked. However, his chopsticks were shaking as violently as if they had met a typhoon.

"All the rice grains are falling down."’

What are you eating? I think you've been spilling it for a long time.’

Is it really gonna be okay? Is it okay to do this?’

However, Hyun Sang has not lost his face as an elder yet. Hyun Young, sitting on the other side of Hyun Sang, gave up using chopsticks and was scooping rice with his bare hands.

That's realistic.

Yeah, it's very realistic. Compared to Hyun Jong, who can't even hold chopsticks properly, or Hyun Sang, who is eating air with dignity, it was a very practical method.

However, it was inevitable that there was a fundamental question as to whether that was a behavior that could be done as an elder of a literary faction."Do you want us to... feed you?"

"…It's okay."

"You can……"

"It's good to eat with your hands. Hold it with your hands.

Everyone's gaze suddenly turned to one side while hesitating at the truly disastrous scene.

Chop chop chop chop chop chop chop!

Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!

"Who gave you the soup today? How dare you!"

“…….”

Since the elders and the elders didn't eat properly, they couldn't have been able to cook rice because they were Hwasan's disciples. Everyone is worried about the three of you before you start to think about it.

But…….

"What? Why aren't you eating? Are you already full?

That demon.

The only man in the restaurant who didn't have a human mind tore his legs off the chicken in front of him and began to eat well.

"Wow. Eating after training is the best! I'm going to gain weight."

Everyone watching his noisy meal threw a pitiful look at the dying three again. Somehow, my eyes kept getting teary when I saw my skin and bones.

Seven days.

Flop.

The eyes of the Hwasan disciples stick out.

"Huh?"

Hyun Jong suddenly fell to the side weakly. Everyone screamed in surprise.

"Ahhhh! Long story!"

"Bring people from the pharmacy! The man of letters has fallen!"

"Long storyteller! Wake up, long storyteller!"

It's not even a day's age, why do you fall sideways instead of walking on the street?

Baek Cheon, lying on his knees in a cold sweat, wiped off the sweat with his sleeves and made shade with his hands.

Then after a while, Hyun Jong slowly opened his eyes.

"Long storyteller! Are you awake? Long story!"

“…….”

Bloodless face, cracked lips, and unfocused eyes. It was obviously a return note.

The blurry eyes slowly wandered from place to place and touched Baek Cheon's face. The lips that had been fed up with white glitters opened.

"Ah……."

"Yes, Jang Moon-in! This is Baek Cheon...….”

"…Master."

Huh? Who?

"…You're here to pick me up, Master. I'm working really hard.….”

"Argh! What are you looking at? Long-literate! Long-written man! This is Baek Cheon!"

Then Jo-Gol, embarrassed, punched Ho Gong and shouted Jo-Gol shouted.

"Hey, back off! Back off, demon! I can't write long letters...….”

"Hey, you crazy bastard!"

Yoon-Jong's turn kick was fierce on Jo-Gol's face.

Jo-Gol, who fell out screaming, jumped up his upper body this time as if he was really upset. At the same time, as blood trickled down his nose, Jo-Gol couldn't hold back and shouted.

"No, why are you hitting me? I didn't do anything wrong this time! The devil is trying to drag the long man away!"

"Evil? Evil? Hey, you son of a b*tc*! The master of the long-written man is a sajo, a devil to a sajo!"

"Huh?"

Is that how it works?

While Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong were fighting, Baek Cheon was busy waking Hyun Jong up.

"Long-written man! Long-written man! You have to get your act together!"

"Ah…… Master………. Hwasan…….if you look at Hwasan now…….”

"Get out of the way, Sasook!"

Then Dang-Soso pushed Baek Cheon's hand and pulled a big dagger out of my sleeve.

No, it's beyond description of a confrontation.…was big.

"Euracha!"

Whoo! Whoosh!

The huge confrontation stuck to Hyun Jong's head without hesitantly. Baek Cheon was appalled with a white face.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Pooh!

Blood spouted from Hyun Jong's head. After a while, the pupils, which had been blurred all along, finally began to become clearer."…… hmm? Did I fall down?”

“…….”

"Oh, my... You've been a disgrace."

Hyun Jong rose up casually. Hawasan's disciples became contemplative and dissuaded him.

"Come on, Jang Moon-in! You can't get up now!"

"You have to rest!"

"You're going to die!"

"Hahaha."

However, Hyun Jong burst out laughing as if his students were overreacting.

"I have afternoon training, but I can't rest. If you take a day off, you have to try two more days. Don't forget this all the time."

No, I'm dying!

You're really gonna die!

"Hahaha."

Finally, Hyun Jong got up and walked back, waving his arms. A small red spring rose from the top of his head as he walked calmly.

"……Soso."

"What?"

"Hurry up and spit for me."

"…Yes."

Baek Cheon clasped his face with both hands.

'Hwasan is screwed.’

There is no turning back now.

Day 15.

"…I don't think so."

The face of Oh Gum, which huddled together in the Baekmaegwan, was filled with determination.

"Special measures are needed."

"I agree."

"I agree!"

"Revolution!"

As soon as Baek Cheon's words fell, the rest responded.

"At this rate, Hwasan loses his literary man."

"…...Chung-Myung is the crazy guy at last…"….”

Hyun Jong, Hyun Sang, and Hyun Young's appearance became bizarre day by day. Hyun Jong, who felt kindness and dignity at the same time just by looking at his weight rise, is nowhere to be found, and now only those who were dried up like chopsticks roamed Hwasan like ghosts.

"When I stood there, my clothes were dripping down.….”

"I ran into Sophie on my way to see her at dawn and screamed. I thought it was a ghost."

"……You're really going to make it."

"But there's no way, is there? Chung-Myung is so stubborn that he doesn't listen no matter how hard I try to stop him."

Yoo-Esul, who had been silent all along, stood up slowly out of the blue.

"Huh? Are you a brother?"

Then, he pulled out the sword hanging from his waist without saying a word.

Growl.

"The enemy of the long man. Kill him."

"Hey, hey! Get him! Get him! Get him!

Dang-Soso and Yoon-Jong hung over Yoo-Esul, who was about to fly out.

"Calm down, accident!"

"I can't do this alone! The opponent is Chung-Myung!"

"The enemy of the long man!"

A bloody vein stood on Yoo-Esul's forehead.

For her, Hyun Jong is not just a literary man. He is father's teacher, grandfather, and benefactor who saved him as a child. That's why I'm so angry.

"Huan Mucci, the drug-free! Proud hands! The worst!

"……I'm not saying anything wrong, but calm down for now. "Sae-mae."

Baek Cheon forces Yoo-Esul to sit down. Yoo-Esul then protested with a sullen face.

"I'm calm."

"Then put your sword in it!"

You almost stabbed me, man!

Back to his seat, Baek Cheon sighed deeply.

"For now…… it's no use doing this among ourselves. To catch a tiger, you have to go to the tiger's den."

"What?"

Baek Cheon's eyes gushed blue eyed.

"Chung-Myung, let's go talk to him! If we all get together, no matter how bad he is, he'll pretend to listen!"

"…he?"

Everyone was just not talking, they were asking with their eyes. Why do you think that makes sense, Sasook?

But Baek Cheon undauntedly shouted firmly.

"Jo-Gol!"

"Yes! Sa-suk! Just tell me! Well, Jo-Gol! I've been waiting for today. His neck...….”

"Go get the monk Hye Yeon!"

"…what?"

With a serious look on his face, Baek Cheon said proudly, stretching his shoulders."We need to increase the number of pages."

“…….”

"What? Why?"

"……No."

Everyone shook their heads. Baek Cheon has changed a lot, but it was hard to adjust to it every time.

* * *

Chung-Myung, who used to lie long on the table and drink, said, "Where am I? I glanced at Hye Yeon who was saying 'Who am I?' with her expression.

"Why?"

"……No."

"What are you all doing here? Do you have time left?"

In a semicircular form, those surrounding Chung-Myung winked at Baek Cheon. I meant you should say it because it's a private residence. Baek Cheon was swearing inside.

Son of a b*tc*.

He usually doesn't even treat them, but he treats them politely only when they are like this.

"Well, Chung-Myung."

"Why?"

"We are, uh... I mean, we have a big problem with your leadership style.…. No, I'm not always complaining, but I don't doubt the utility."

"And?"

Baek Cheon, who had been looking around after throwing the introduction first, took the main point.

"I think the elders and the elders are having a hard time."…why don't you adjust the intensity of your training a little?"

"Yeah, that's too much."

"We're young, so we're enduring, the elders and the elders are old!"

Back Cheon added in a powerful voice, thanks to the response from Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol.

"Then if something is badly damaged, it will be irreversible."

"Lower it a little, death penalty. Huh? A little!"

"The enemy of the long man! Ugh! Ugh!"

Yoo-Esul, who was trying to pull out the sword, was caught by Jo-Gol, Yoon-Jong and Dang-Soso and dragged back.

Chung-Myung, who was watching the scene, smirked.

"I mean, they can't stand the training?"

"……No, I don't mean that necessarily…….”

"The mouse is worried about the cat.”

"……Huh?"

Chung-Myung grinned and gulped down.

"Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."

Then he jumped up and sat on the table.

"There's no point in saying it a hundred times. You'll know when you see it."

"…what does that mean?"

"It's about time it worked out."

"……Huh?"

"Don't panic when you see it. giggle giggle."

Baek Cheon's face was horribly distorted when he saw Chung-Myung smiling excitedly.

What else is he going to do?….’

How can this gatekeeper not have a comfortable day.

At this rate, I'm going to go first!

His heart began to flutter with indescribable anxiety as he looked at Chung-Myung, who was smiling happily.