Episode 349 I was caught off guard.
It felt strange to see such a proud man covered in blood.
In fact, there was nothing he could do because the opponent was Cheonak, a samjae, and a friend of Baek-ui Seo-saeng. So, does this mean that the white-robed student fought fairly and fairly? Even though his external fighting methods were despicable, in fact, if he fights properly, he is even more insidious.
Suddenly, a student in white stood up with a messed up face, looked at us from the side of Cheonak, and said something unexpected.
“I won.”
“…what?”
I suddenly felt a chill down my spine at the white-robed student’s strange declaration of victory. Could it be that his head suddenly turned because he was beaten so badly?
I asked.
“Just looking at your beaten face, it looks like you already lost, so how did you win? “I’m quite curious.”
The white-robed student explained his victory with a shameless expression.
“You may have all seen it, but during the fight, I blinded Cheonak with this finger.”
The white-robed student held out two fingers.
“….”
“The fight was only prolonged because I didn’t have enough strength, but it was already my victory.”
Cheonak looked at the white-robed student with a pitiful expression.
“okay. Take what you won.”
The white-robed student muttered with a calm expression.
“Did you see it? “Now it’s 21 wins and 82 losses.”
I thought to myself that the white robe student was amazing. It seemed that Cheonak and the white-robed student were friends, to the point where they were each other’s breathing holes.
Twenty-one wins and eighty-two losses?
The record of wins and losses being recited sounded very strange.
Anyway, it’s amazing that we won 21 times against such evil. Of course, when I was young, it would have been like that because I counted the wins.
I picked up the clothes that the white student had thrown away and approached the two people.
“…The clothes I bought for a lot of money are ruined.”
When I went nearby, I thought I might get hit by Cheonak for no reason, so I threw my clothes. The white coat that had not had a speck of dust on it while running all the way here had already become tattered, but the white coat student put it on with care.
In fact, while watching the fight, I came up with a plan to defeat heavenly evil.
First, I attack externally and lose as much strength as possible, and then the demon attacks me. As far as I know, demons would naturally fight tenaciously in a fight like this. Then, after the color demon fought in an unusually dirty manner, the sword demon devised a final strategy of beating the heavenly evil with an external attack.
But when I think about it again, a fight that suppresses internal strength is only possible if there is mutual trust.
Like the white-robed scholar and Cheonak.
As soon as I realized that there was absolutely no reason for Cheonak to save energy on us, I gave up on the plan. Even if we win in a wheel-to-wheel battle like that, there will be absolutely no benefit for us.
Cheonak crossed his arms and nodded, calling out to me.
“Moonju, come here.”
“hmm.”
It sounded like the tiger was telling you to come and have a taste.
I had no choice but to scratch his cheek once and then go over and sit down across from Cheonak.
Cheonak asked me.
“What happened? “It’s strange that you hang out with the Baek family, and it’s strange that you came here to drink.”
He didn’t seem to have any intention of hitting me right now, so I answered with my arms crossed.
“Of course it’s strange. “It’s not normal.”
“Explain.”
“As you know, I am not a normal person.”
“I know that.”
“Then that’s the answer, isn’t it? “When we had a fight the other day, I already invited you to have a drink.”
“however?”
“I came today to hear that answer. Wouldn’t you be able to find it only if a white-clothed student guides you? “How would I know where you live?”
Cheonak said while looking at the four great evildoers.
“Assuming you are like that. “What are those beggars?”
I opened my eyes wide.
“How dare you shake it?”
“So why did you come with such power? “It’s my first time meeting them.”
What kind of expression is this? It seemed that Cheonak recognized all the Four Great Evils as masters.
I introduced the four major evildoers.
“Let me introduce you. The eldest Geomma, the second teacher Yukhap, and the youngest Mongrang. I am third. We are going together for various reasons. We had a huge fight with the ghosts and before that, we even killed the First Apostle. I even had a few dances with Baekdo masters in the Murim Alliance. At that time, I also reunited with the white-robed student who defeated Emperor Wu of the West, and as things were going on, we shared elixirs, grilled meat, and drank together. That’s why I asked. Can I have a drink with Senior Cheon? Actually, the student in white clothes didn’t want to come to the end, but now I know why. “If I was treated like this every time, I wouldn’t even want to come to Emperor Wu.”
Is there anyone in the world who can organize past events so neatly?
grow.
Only I can organize it like this. I looked at the white-robed student who was a mess.
“I never thought that Emperor Wu, who defeated the head of the Ximen family, would be treated like this. I’m sorry for everything. Look at this face. “I feel a little relieved.”
The white-robed student glared at me.
“what?”
I also glared at the white-robed student.
“Why the fuck? Normally, people like us like it when we see the face of a man with a battered face. “Because it wasn’t me who got hit.”
“You damn bastard.”
So, the reason Baekuimuje had a bad expression when he said he had a place to go the other day was probably because he had easily anticipated what had just happened.
After hearing my words, Cheonak looked at the white robe student.
“How can you not kill this damn thing?”
I nodded and cheered for Cheonak.
“That’s right.”
I answered on behalf of the white robe student.
“But wouldn’t that be the same for Untitled?”
Cheonak glared at me.
“…What are you saying?”
“Don’t you know? Only the clothes I usually wear are white. That he is a completely black man on the inside. He has a sly personality and makes thorough plans. He also has a persistent tendency. If I was really planning on killing someone, I would have prepared more. They probably attacked using all the available subordinates, ronin hired with expert money, and all kinds of tactics. I don’t come here openly like this. Even if there was a fight, I would have watched it for a while before coming out last.”
Cheonak looked at me with a slightly surprised expression.
“You know the Baek family well. right.”
Cheonak said while looking around at the four great evildoers.
“So, I see that Shingae didn’t come.”
As we talked, he seemed to have calmed down a bit. The people of Cheonak Island seemed to be people. Only then did I breathe a small breath of relief.
Cheonak looked at his eldest brother.
“Are you a leftist who argued with the religious leader?”
The Sword Demon answered.
“I see.”
Naturally, the eldest brother did not use honorific language towards Cheonak. Cheonak, who did not pay any attention to the tone of speech, looked at the color demon this time.
“You look a bit unlucky.”
The devil answered with a shocked expression.
“That’s right. Seniors.”
Cheonak said this to the demon.
“You are an ugly bastard.”
The Demon Demon answered with his head tilted.
“He’s not that handsome either.”
“….”
We all looked at the demon.
Cheonak blinked and then looked at me.
“Moonju, you really go around alone. “Everyone acts like they have two lives.”
I nodded.
“I will admit it. But when I came to drink with Samjae, would I have brought people who flattered me? “This is us.”
Only then did Cheonak laugh lightly, as if feeling helpless. Still, I was very fortunate that he was a man who knew how to laugh. In my opinion, men with evil personalities hate flatterers.
Cheonak quietly got up and headed towards the manor.
Are you going to disappear like this?
Cheonak arrived at the entrance in silence, looked inside the manor, and spoke to someone.
“Habok’s guest has arrived.”
Someone from inside answered.
“Yes, Lord Jang.”
At the entrance where Cheonak disappeared, a man presumed to be a servant appeared and approached at a slow pace and spoke.
“Oh, Prince Baek, are you okay?”
“It’s not okay. You still have a life to live. “He is the longest-serving servant.”
“What’s wrong with me?”
When the white-clad student stretched out his hand, Habok lifted the white-clothed student to his feet and supported him. Habok spoke to us while supporting Muje.
“Guests can come in too. welcome. It’s really nice to meet you. “It’s rare to see people.”
The white-robed student muttered.
“noisy.”
“yes.”
We then listened to the conversation between the two as we headed toward the manor.
“Just do it in moderation. “Why did you lose your temper and fight again?”
“If not me, who can deal with heavenly evil?”
“That’s right.”
“21 wins and 82 losses.”
“You are wonderful. “You always get beaten up, but when did you get 21 wins?”
When the white-clothed student trembled, Habok carried the white-clothed student on his back. Judging from the way he walked, he was a man who had learned the martial arts of Habokdo. As I listened to the conversation, I thought that he was indeed a servant who could survive against heavenly evil. His friendly nature wasn’t normal, but he didn’t use such a condescending tone either.
We entered the entrance and looked inside the manor.
“…and.”
“What is all this?”
“Are these the instruments used for external training?”
“It seem to be like that.”
The surrounding scenery looked like it might have flowers or a pond, but the inside was entirely a training ground. Various types of weapons were lined up, and heavy iron instruments for practicing martial arts were arranged in various places.
As soon as I saw the miscellaneous equipment, I had a feeling that the King of Kings would be very happy to come here. As far as I know, King Gwon used to use ropes tied to large logs in the mountains, and Cheonak’s residence was filled with heavy steel. How could a student in white clothes be able to compete with external skills since he was lifting and dropping things like that all day long? It seemed natural to be beaten.
It was an even more unique mountain lodge because it was a manor without anything worth appreciating, such as flowers, ponds, or plants.
If I were to give it a name in my own way…
I guess it would be a mountain lodge of steel.
As I walked, I saw a target set up on one side and a large box containing shiny memorization notes.
I was so obsessed with madness that I thought I would practice martial arts in a strange way, but the training environment was prepared in such detail that most sects could not compete. Strangely enough, I couldn’t help but be surprised because I never expected that a man named Cheonak would work so hard at external training.
Fortunately, there was a table and chair, so Habok put the white-robed student down on the chair.
Havok told us.
“Please rest for a moment. “I’ll go inside and get ready and then I’ll tell you.”
The sound of water being sprinkled was heard from beyond the main building. It seemed that Cheonak went to the well to wash himself. We roughly sat around the table and looked at the white-robed student who was sitting like an outcast.
“….”
A conversation between Habok and Cheonak was heard from a little distance away.
“What should I prepare?”
“alcohol.”
“What about snacks?”
“Catch the chicken.”
“All right.”
For some reason, it seemed like there would be a delay in preparing the drinking table, so I looked around the training room. There were many instruments I had never seen before, and most of them seemed heavy. Since I didn’t have anything else to do, I walked around the training center and lifted the iron equipment once in a while.
Is it a heavy weapon or a device for external training?
As I was walking around the training center, I had a strange thought. Why does it look like the final battle site? The iron instruments around could have become a memorization tool used by Cheonak. Even if there was a large-scale attack, it was a bloody atmosphere, as if hundreds of masters were about to be beaten to death while trying to enter the manor.
Looking at the training hall like this, I felt like I could tell the difference between a heavenly evil and a white-robed student. From the beginning, it was clear that Baekwi Seosaeng was a person who focused on reading books or moving classes, and Cheonak was a man who focused only on martial arts like a general from beginning to end.
The white-clothed scholar is a man close to a cunning man by nature, but he is also the type of person with a high degree of military power.
So Cheonak was originally in the same category as Jang Ki or Lu Bu.
Havok’s voice was heard from inside.
“Come in and have some tea first.”
My companion and the student in white went in first, and I looked around and joined late. Originally, there was an engine jinsik installed here, and it seems that the only way to open it was to hit the white-robed student. Fortunately, the house was decorated like a place where people live, so the atmosphere was completely different from the training center. I thought that perhaps this human nature was also the work of a man named Habok.
As I looked around Cheonak’s abode, I stopped for a moment and walked to the wall on the right. It was a strange feeling, as if my five senses had suddenly stopped.
There was a picture of a woman hanging on the wall.
“….”
Is it a portrait? It was a detailed drawing, as if it had been drawn in detail with the subject sitting across from him. I stood there in silence and stared for a while.
Above all, she was beautiful.
He was wearing a white coat and holding a fan in his hand, and the drawing was so detailed that you could almost see his face. She was a beautiful woman that most men would find difficult not to like, but her expression was quite blunt. A woman as cold as ice. His skills must have been so great that he could be considered a great brother. In many cases, there is an indication at the bottom of a picture about who drew it, but this picture did not have that.
However, as I looked at the picture, I was able to easily realize that it was painted by a student in white clothing. I just stood there and looked at the picture without talking to the Four Great Villains or the White Clothed Scholar.
Of course, the woman in the picture is Jinhyang Samae.
It seems that Baekui Seosaeng drew it and Cheonak kept it.
I have never admired a painting in my life, but now I was admiring it as if I had been surprised. The villain named Baekui Seosaeng seems to be a man who knows art.
“Why do you keep looking at me like that?”
I stared at the picture endlessly without answering. The detailed story of Cheonak and Baek-ui Seosaeng that I was curious about was answered simply by this picture.
There are things to ask and things to bury.
I thought this picture was enough. Suddenly the surroundings became so quiet that when I turned around, everyone was looking at me. Even Cheonak, who came out after changing his clothes, was leaning against the wall and looking at me.
“….”
The Sword Demon asked in a quiet tone.
“Why did you look at it for so long?”
I glanced at the white student and answered in a calm tone.
“Is it because you draw it so well? “You are a rare beauty.”
The color demon asked.
“Do you know someone?”
“I don’t know. of course.”
I turned around and took a stab at the Master Jinhyang in the picture.
“Beautiful sister Haomunju Lee Jaha greets you. “I’m going to get a drink today and then go.”
While I was paying my respects to Master Jinhyang, I already felt drunk. I never thought I would let my guard down and get hit by a painting. He said as he joined the Four Great Villains.
“It’s a great picture.”
I sat down in the empty seat and spoke to the people who were still looking at me.
“What are you looking at? Let’s have a drink.”
After hearing what I said, the group looked at the picture again.
We were also looking at the beautiful woman in the white-robed scholar and Cheonakdo painting.
