Chapter 101

Chapter 101. Peking Opera (1)

A worker, digging and shoveling a shovel in Muishan, Fujian, laid down his shovel on the floor. Then he looked up and looked at Heaven.

His workers worked around and nodded.

“I wish I could go down and drink a bottle of wine or a bottle after work.”

“Like me, too.”

Here and there were whistles.

It wasn’t hard for him to dig up the shovel all day.

As if to prove it, the workers’ bodies were drenched in sweat even with the cool wind.

At that time, one of the laborers suddenly asked.

“But what’s buried here?”

“Did you hear the story? Somewhere in this mountain was buried iron vein. ”

At that, someone murmured, and in response, a story began to flow from place to place.

“Iron veins? I heard it was silver. ”

“Yes? I’m gold… … . ”

Rumors everywhere, stories I’ve heard. But it was clear that no one knew what was buried here.

“After all, we don’t know what to look for but wander the mountain.”

During the turmoil, Kwak, the oldest of the laborers, reapplied.

“Isn’t a high story for me? We only have to get paid a day and use it. ”

At that point, Mr. Han, who was the first to spit out, nodded his head, and Kwak swung to his head.

“Well, isn’t it?”

Mr. Kwak reluctantly nodded at the words of Han.

Han, however, for some reason did not know the eerie feeling. It was as if the sixth sense warned me not to do this.

In addition, Mr. Han tended to trust his sixth sense very much.

When his six senses speak of anxiety, something bad has always happened.

For example, it was the same in my last job.

I felt sick so bad that day I took a rest day.

The workers who went to work on landslide that day didn’t survive.

Han would have been caught in a landslide if he had disregarded the sixth sense’s warning.

‘But I’m more anxious than then.’

It may be a coincidence or it may be a sixth sense. Mr. Han would never have gone to work if it had not been a huge increase in gambling debt in recent years.

‘Oh, what’s his debt? … . At the end of this day, you should pay your debts and never gamble. ‘

Mr. Han tasted his appetite and chewed on what gamblers always said.

Then he shouted at the young man who was still shoveling hard on one side.

“Hey, take a rest. I’m working so hard for me! ”

A young man was shoveling at Mr. Han’s horse. Then he looked back and said other workers.

“No, hehe. You have to work a little harder. I will dig and break only the part I dig now. ”

Much more sincere than other workers. Thanks to that appearance, the youth’s reputation among the workers was very good.

Soon it was enough to speak words of praise to him.

“Can a man be so sincere?”

“If I had had a daughter, I would have sent a marriage immediately.”

“Your daughter? Would you marry if you were like me? ”

But the praise of the workers soon led to a joke, and the laughter spread to the joke that someone threw.

Was it because of the laughter? The supervisor Young Chang-ki, who was supervising other workers at a little distance, ran to this place.

“What are you doing here, uncles? If he gets caught like this, he will also admire his superiors. ”

At the scene, Yu Ilhan’s youth supervisor Jang Baek-gi was also one of the most popular young men who were famous for being friendly and friendly.

When he showed up, the workers woke up and laughed.

“Hey, the nagging overseer young man has come again.”

“Okay, okay. I will work. ”

Even though he is teasing, he has a grin on his face.

It was a heartwarming figure that was more than just a worker and a supervisor.

It was then that a strange sound was heard.

A young man’s shovel bounced off the fire, continually making fun of shovels while other workers took the Rest.

“Have you hit any gold?”

Other workers gathered in the turmoil.

The young man slowly bowed his head to shake off the dirt around him.

Then the identity of what bounced off his shovel was clearly visible.

“Isn’t this a coffin?”

It was a coffin. The coffin, which was made of wood, was not rotted. It was kept surrounded by various painted slabs.

At the scene, Mr. Han, who had a thick fine bone and a wide field, recognized and murmured the picture surrounding the coffin.

“It’s a coffin. It must have been a grave place. Perhaps the owner of the tomb was unusual. I filled up all around with burn exhibition. ”

If the entire wall is filled with paintings, it is called a mural (壁畫), a burn exhibition is a painting on a stone slab that is piled up tightly around a grave.

It was generally used to decorate palaces, buddhas, and walls since the late Han, but it was never used around the tombs.

“Would it be quite old if it were this way?”

“Yes. It looks like four hundred years. ”

“Wow, we see this… … . Is this a bit expensive? ”

“You probably can’t pay for it. In addition, this burn exhibition is sometimes non-public, and the price goes up. ”

In the appearance of a video exhibition that was not easy to see, there was a disturbance in the barrel where everyone talked. Meanwhile, the young supervisor Jang Baek-ki came and watched the burn exhibition.

Then, mysteriously shining his eyes, he took his hands to the waist dance.

“This is what we were looking for.”

Contrary to Jung’s warm heart, a stiff voice came out of Chang’s mouth.

“Well? What I was looking for in this mountain was not a gold or silver mine, but this tomb. … ? ”

Han’s voice turned his head unknowingly, at that moment!

Han’s neck was cut off with a sharp sword and flew into the air.

The face of Mr. Han, who had been cut off and raised in his head, seemed to have not noticed his death.

His face spinning in the air seemed to wonder why his body was invisible.

Blood fountains were scattered everywhere. In that time, Changbaigi with a sword that does not know when it was taken out, gleaming glance.

“You have found what you want, and now you do not need it.”

The one standing there.

He was no longer a warm overseer.

“Everything in the name of Yeoncheon…. … . ”

He was just a faithful Archaeologist. That day, a worker who was working near Muishan could not survive.

In a roaring fire all truth disappeared as ashes.

Burns and coffins, discovered as everything burned, disappeared with supervisors.

But people did not know.

Similar events were taking place not only in Fujian but also in the world. … .

By the time the boat was taken by the water, the meteor could not reach spear because it was not very long.

‘spear la… … . ‘

This city, named worthy of creation, was crowded with merchants because it was a place where ships traveled.

The merchants were firmly formed against such merchants.

Here you should find the Blood Test.

The spear of Narrow is not a narrow city, but it is not too difficult to find the Molimmuns.

‘If you have a well-known name, you can find out by holding someone on the way and asking.’

Yun Sung thought that and asked the people who came and went around for the location of the blood test.

“Is there such a spear?”

“I am the first place to hear.”

“I lived here half my life, but I have never heard of the door of the blood of blood.”

No matter how many people caught up and asked, no one knew the name of the blood test. Even when asked to a nearby Haomen the answer was the same.

‘There is no one of the fifteen small firefighting spears that use the name Blood Plasma.’

Yuncheng stood in the street, leaving Haomen, and closed his eyes.

‘Is there a missing door of medical blood?’

I heard that.

Doim is the place where dozens of new doors appear and disappear every day.

A small fire that is not very powerful is possible.

But the meteor soon shook his head.

‘It won’t disappear.’

Haomun would have told me. There are nasty corners, but they don’t hide information about paying.

‘You were using a different name in the first place, or you were working without revealing it.’ … . ‘

Unsung opened his eyes. Spear is spacious and there are countless people coming and going.

Of these, even if only the Moorim single enough hundreds more. Do you find a bloody man among them?

It would be much easier to find needles in the sand. In other words, it was almost impossible for luck to find the righteous man here in Spear without any clue.

However, there was no way to find a blood test, not a way to contact them.

‘If you can’t find it, you’ll have to find it yourself.’

One thought passed through the head of the planet.

Out of place, the place for the fortune was the place where the sales of stationery.

Yunseong bought a brush, ink, and a bunch of paper and settled in the cup.

Guest The first thing luck had on this floor was to eat and grind a room on a piece of paper.

The contents were simple.

There was no single word, only a picture of a room.

A room with a sword engraved with seven grains. Unsung made dozens of rooms and put them everywhere.

Where there are a lot of people, and where a lot of attention is drawn, a room painted by luck is attached.

Returning to the cupboard, Yunseong made a flag with only one room left and stood in front of his seat.

‘If you do this, you will come by yourself.’

The location is also set up on this floor, so anyone who enters the cup will be able to check without missing.

Yunseong kept his seat looking down on the ground floor with a relaxed expression.

Exactly after two visits, the room where the luck was attached was torn out by someone’s hand.

The blood of blood began to move.