Chapter 6
##6fury. something is strange
A few days have passed since the Jinmugwan incident..
“it's hard…….”
“I hate Mabo…….”
“Hmm. I miss my mom…….”
Baekmugwan Small Firearms.
Under the scorching sun, nosebleed dogs were sweating beads while drinking alcohol..
I was clearly told to keep my gaze straight ahead, but I could feel a few guys glancing back in my direction..
“I'm Sabuni. My legs hurt…….”
“I want to rest…….”
“……hey. Master is sleeping?”
“Should I secretly run away??”
A guy with tears in his eyes because he said something bad.
A guy who is watching and trying to trick you secretly.
Even the guy who's already turning yellow and thinking about running away.
I was lying on the bed at an angle with my eyes half-open (actually, I was half-asleep) and watching the sniveling dogs play Mabo..
“Master is not sleeping..”
““Hehehe!””
At my word, the snoring dogs tightened their thighs again and lowered their posture..
After seeing that, I turned over and lay down on the other side..
Tingling.
I felt the stinging gazes of resentment behind my back like a slingshot, but I just ignored them..
The afternoon is cool and the sun is warm.
It's really nice weather for a nap.…….
“Hmm-.”
Even if it were just a few days ago, one of those snotty dogs would have run to my father and told him something..
But now the story is a little different.
“you! Can’t you stand this? So I can become a master?”
A familiar voice came from behind me..
It was the voice of Jang, the second son of the Jang family of the dry goods store..
After avenging my older brother at Jinmugwan a few days ago, the way Jang looked at me was very different from before..
“Master said! He said that the basis of all body movements can be achieved only when the lower body is well centered.!”
Ah, that's what I taught.
Jang, who is also the leader of the nosebleed dog class I teach, set discipline for the class on my behalf..
“This means that Mabo, which trains the lower body, is that important.!”
That guy is the guy who scolded his father a while ago because he didn't want to be punished..
Well, let's ask about the trivial past..
“But if I keep playing Mabo, it’s boring and difficult.…….”
As one of the other nosebleeds whined, Jang's voice rose..
“you idiot! If you avoid it just because it's hard, you'll never become a master! So endure even if it’s hard!”
Is that right? That's right..
If you want to become a master, you need to be able to do at least two basic moves..
In my day, even when going to the back, I would walk awkwardly in a dumb posture..
Then another voice of disbelief was heard..
“But is Master really that strong? Honestly, I look weak.…….”
“So strong! Master killed the Sapa villain with a single blow.!”
To be exact, my father blew it, but it was as if I had won everything before that..
Jang’s praise of me continued..
“Master is actually a great expert. If you swing your hand once, the wind blows out! When you stamp your foot, the ground cracks! It explodes…….”
No, that's a bit of an exaggeration.…….
I was too lazy to listen, but Jang's bragging got worse..
It seems like the nosebleeds around me are getting more excited as they listen to it with interest..
“Master, you can split a rock with one punch.!”
The thing that splits will be this white and beautiful fist.
“And Master flies in the sky too!”
I don't have any decent internal skills yet so I can't even use light skills, you idiot..
“Also, Master… … He's probably the most reclusive expert in the world.!”
“really? Really?”
“Wow!”
That snotty dog has no idea how scary false hype is.…….
The Jinmugwan from the next village also got scammed by Sapa's martial arts skills and got caught..
“huh! So, if we just wait a little longer, Master will teach us a world-beating magic.!”
……I happened to get one right.
There are five world-class miracles in my head..
Of course, I have no intention of teaching that to those snotty bastards..
I will learn it myself.
If I have the chance in the future, I may be able to find the former person according to your will.…….
‘It's good if there's a connection, otherwise it's over..’
I didn't really promise to do that, so I decided to take it easy..
“And again, Master……!”
Before Jang got sick of the bloody martial arts world and turned me into the No. 1 ancient and gold expert who went into seclusion hundreds of years ago, I half-raised myself from my bed..
“Why is it so noisy during training??”
When I say one word, nosebleed dogs will say “sigh!” I closed my arms and tightened my thighs..
Everyone was very upset, perhaps because they had just heard Jang Yi's bragging about the best teacher in the world..
eat.
I laughed because it was so absurd to see nose-draining dogs staring at me..
In the past, I would have taken advantage of this situation to train more rigorously.,
‘This is not a blood religion. I am also not an instructor of blood religion..’
These kids don't get beaten or starve just because they're bad at martial arts..
I also won't be pushed out or eliminated if I don't perform well..
This is a rural village with good water and air that has nothing to do with the bloody smell of Kangho..
‘Still, you have to keep doing Mabo. There is no training like this for physical training..’
Until I find a way to make a lot of money to treat my transylvanic veins, I plan to stay here and train my body and harass the nose-drainers..
‘What on earth should I do to get that much money? … . I've never done business before, and I don't know anything other than martial arts..’
Selling the money-saving magic in my head?
I have no intention of selling it, but if I did, my life would be at stake right away..
While I was thinking about this and that, Jang ran up to me and got down on one knee..
“Master! Master Zhang Yi is here! Please state!”
Having seen this somewhere, I knelt down and clumsily imitated the gun..
There is no guess.
A dog the size of a chestnut is aiming for the position of my best disciple.?
“I did it the other way around.”
“Ahhh!”
I hurriedly grabbed Jang's head, who was holding his hand in the opposite direction, and got up completely from the table..
And I said to the nose-bleeding dogs who were looking at me with earnest eyes..
“rest during half each.”
“wow!”
“Nothing to like. After that…….”
“I'm sorry, but today's training has to end here..”
I turned my head when I heard a voice from behind..
My father was walking towards me with a very confused expression on his face..
“What's going on?”
When I tilted my head and asked, my father sighed and answered with an embarrassed expression..
“A person came from the Murim League..”
* * *
Murim Alliance.
It is the largest alliance and focal point of the martial arts faction and is headquartered in Hubei..
However, the central plain is vast and the number of political factions within the political faction alone exceeds hundreds and thousands, so it was not possible to handle all matters at headquarters..
Therefore, the Murim League operates with branches in each region..
The middle-aged man standing in front of us and holding his gun, and the warriors lined up behind him, were members of the Gangseo branch of the Murim Alliance..
“This is Go Ju-yeol, the second leader of the Murim League Gangseo branch investigation team..”
Go Joo-yeol, who looked to be nearing 50 years of age, had a sad look just like the guy next door..
The body was thin and the limbs, especially the legs, were long like a crane..
The steps seemed light, and the shoes were different from those worn by ordinary people. I noticed that the front of the shoe was more worn..
‘You must be an expert in light attack or retreat..’
While I was thinking that, my father faced the man and grabbed his fist..
“You are a non-responsive customer. I've heard the name well..”
My father's expression, which had been stiff before he came here, became a little harder when he faced Go Ju-yeol..
It's like meeting someone you don't want to meet..
When his father recognized him, the man's smile grew brighter..
“haha. It makes my face tickle because Kangho's friends gave him too many undeserved star names..”
‘It's a non-responsive guest... … . As expected, he was a master of light attack..’
The father always treated Ko Ju-yeol in a polite manner..
“This is Baekmo, who teaches martial arts at Baekmugwan. To my shame, my martial arts skills are so poor that I don't have any special titles..”
I followed my father and greeted him..
“This is Baek Su-ryong. He is the son of the person next to him, and his martial arts skills he learned are mediocre, so he doesn't have a special name..”
I greeted him similarly, but for some reason my father glared at me..
No, then how should I introduce myself??
“You two are very humble. Aren't they the ones who discovered the evil Sapa's plot and went so far as to defeat it themselves? Wolbong and Chuknae are much better than us..”
“I don't know what to do with my face as you paint it with gold. I just got lucky.”
Go Ju-yeol may be saying this to save his father's face, but in reality, his father's martial arts level was higher than that of Go Ju-yeol..
Of course, I'm the only one who knows exactly that..
“Well, by the way…….”
Go Ju-yeol tilted his head and asked his father..
“Have you ever met me before??”
“……well. Because I don’t have a very good memory… … . Probably not there.”
Look at this?
This guy is a bit suspicious as he avoids my gaze..
Also, your expression was stiff from earlier..
My father quickly changed the subject..
“Come inside and talk. It's a small military attaché, but I can at least serve tea..”
“haha. I would appreciate it if you could just give me cold water. Because I just ran a long way.”
“I will guide you to the management office..”
“Then, I'll be shameless and drink it. I'm going to talk for a while, so you go to the warehouse and secure the madhus..”
“yes!”
The investigation team headed to the warehouse where the Sapa bastards were imprisoned, and my father and Go Joo-yeol had a long conversation and headed to the government office..
I followed them one step behind..
By habitually observing the high heat,.
“Hmm. I'll greet you again.”
Ko Ju-yeol, who was sitting across from his father, corrected his posture and said,.
“On behalf of the Murim Alliance, I would like to thank Baekmugwan. If it weren't for Lord Baekmugwan and his son, the evil forces of the Sa Sect would have taken root in this town and the people would have suffered greatly..”
“I just did what I had to do.”
Coming from a religious group, my skin was tickled when I saw the martial arts people of the religious sect exchanging gold lacquer on each other's faces..
After some small talk, my father asked:.
“But what happens to those captured at Jinmugwan??”
“First, they should be taken to the Gangseo branch and then interrogated to find out the forces behind it..”
hearing?
‘I guess I said torture wrong..’
The torture of the Murim League was no less vicious than that of a blood cult..
Rather, if you add it, it adds up..
From what I heard from colleagues who returned from a prisoner exchange once,…….
“Huh. Actually, this is confidential and should not be leaked to the outside world..”
Suddenly, Go Joo-yeol lowered his voice..
I stopped thinking and listened to what he said..
Go Joo-yeol must have been satisfied with the reaction of our father and son, and said with a meaningful smile:.
“They may be agents of the blood cult..”
“Blood connection?”
“…….”
I barely managed to keep a calm expression without being agitated..
If you say “Gasp!” If I had taken a deep breath or opened my eyes, Go Joo-yeol would have looked at me quite strangely..
‘Why is there a blood religion here??’
My father may not have been as surprised as me, but he had similar questions, so he asked for me..
“Didn't blood religion disappear decades ago??”
my words!
Go Joo-yeol nodded heavily..
Although it was only for a moment, a faint light appeared in his eyes..
“you're right. Decades ago, the blood religion was torn apart by internal strife that we were not aware of. Instead of seizing that opportunity, the leader was able to attack the blood cult and wipe out their stronghold..”
I also knew roughly how the blood religion was ruined..
Moreover, I was able to predict a truth that these two people would never know..
‘If it's an unknown internal conflict, it's probably…….’
The day me and the four absolute masters died.
Although it was not recorded in the history of Wulin, Hyeolgyo experienced the worst blood death..
“Recently, the movements of those presumed to be descendants of blood religion have been captured..”
“her…….”
“So does this mean that blood religion can be revived??”
It was I who asked the question..
For a split second, Go Joo-yeol looked at me with sharp eyes, and then his sad expression returned in an instant..
……Look at this?
“Of course, this is not a sure thing. That means there is always a possibility of that happening. Have you two heard anything from them separately??”
“well. After I tied him up and locked him in the warehouse, I only brought him food occasionally, but I didn't talk to him in detail..”
“I also don't really…….”
Go Joo-yeol let out a long sigh at our reaction..
“Anyway, we are also keeping a close eye on Safa’s recent movements. If you have anything to report, I would appreciate it if you could let me know right away..”
“Of course you have to cooperate..”
“thank you There will be compensation from the Murim Alliance for this incident later..”
“It's a reward. It's not something I hoped for.…….”
I thought deeply about the unexpected story of blood religion in many ways..
And at the same time, I had one question..
‘No matter how many suspicious Sapa bastards we caught... … He brought up the story of blood religion to the martial arts master of a military officer in the countryside.?’
I narrowed my eyes and observed Go Ju-yeol talking to his father..
‘something is strange.’
The moment I felt that way,
Go Joo-yeol's toes moving secretly came into my field of vision..
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