Episode 56. Lee Hamjong Su-geun (二函樅樹根)
The poor old herbalist was trembling, his teeth chattering as he unconsciously became meditative.
Han I-bi, who was falling vertically, heard Cha Doo-haeng’s words from the past.
[ha ha ha. Hanau. This is a secret… The dark attack can also be used as a means of attack.]
[Attack the opponent with the dark attack? Isn’t the dark attack a means of defense?]
[That’s right. That’s usually the case, but… do you know where the strongest part of the human body is?] [
Is it about the elbow or knee…?]
[No, no. you’re welcome. In fact, the most powerful part of the human body is this head.]
[Heh? You mean the head?]
[Yes. Since what’s inside the groove has to be protected, it’s designed to be as solid as possible in accordance with the laws of nature.] [
Well… can I trust that…]
[Gorum. It looks like you’ve never seen our Charyeokshaman headbutt before.]
[Ah… Haha. Now that I think about it, on TV…]
[TV?]
[Oh no. I’m speechless. So, I think I saw it at a rural market.]
[Hmm. That’s it. That’s the secret technique using the dark monster attack.]
[I see… I see. Honestly… I don’t really feel like writing about it. If you fail, it’s the same…]
[Well. Anyway, I’m just telling you as it is. This attack is an unrivaled, one-hit-kill divine technique. Of course, unless you’re a creature as stupid as an animal, you won’t just let the other person crush your head.]
[That’s right. Anyway, thank you.]
Han Ibi, who was falling, raised the cancer monster to level 2.
My head felt refreshed, as if it had been in an ice cave.
No… actually, I would say it feels like paralysis. To be honest, I feel like I’m becoming a bit of a fool…
Who would think like this?
Pacheonwoong appeared before my eyes.
It seemed like he had no idea what was happening.
He just stares blankly at Han Ibi falling towards him.
Han Ibi lowered her head straight and fell vertically like a rocket in reverse…
– Pow!
The sound of a large drum exploding shook the entire forest.
A rendezvous of head and head.
A terrible sight of a person headbutting an animal from five stories high.
Pacheonwoong fluttered and moved forward.
“Aaaahhh! “You fool!”
Han I-bi, in the midst of extreme pain, hurled insults at Cha Du-haeng.
A shock that felt like my whole head was being crushed. Shock again.
But surprisingly, there were no injuries.
Only then did Han Ibi realize. The terrible truth is that this damn cancer attack technique provides ‘protection’ but never relieves ‘pain’…
Han Ibi, who had been sitting down holding her head, came to her senses and raised her gaze.
Pacheonwoong fell down.
The contents of the head were sticking out messily to the side.
Perhaps the anger had dissipated along with its contents…
Pacheonwoong was lying motionless.
Only then did Han Ibi realize what she had done because she was blinded by money.
Then I heard a voice.
“Hey, Sohyeop! “Please… put me down.”
It was an old herbalist floating in the air.
Han Ibi looked up at that side, feeling the lump of pain that was still not going away.
* * *
The old herbalist was completely excited and was working on dismantling Pacheonwoong.
The sight is so terrible that it makes you vomit.
“Ugh! Old man. “Why are you putting the broken head separately?”
said the old man.
“People who live only with this head will trust that they are Pacheonwoong.”
“Hmm… It’s all exploded, but can you really believe it?…”
“But this is the best.”
Then the old man wrapped the black part of his body in a cloth, as if it were poisonous.
Ebi Han said.
“That… seems very expensive.”
The old man cleared his throat and said.
“Hum. Hum. “Well, it’s probably not as much as you expect.”
It must be very expensive.
“All right. I’ll believe you. But you must keep your promises.”
“Of course. Even so, 40 years of herbal medicine life built on faith and trust…” “
Later, I will check where it was sold and be sure to ask the owner how much he paid for it.”
“Uh huh… A young man can’t even trust people…”
“Where do you live?”
“what?”
“Where do you live?”
“Well, at the bottom of the mountain… Is that small group living around here?”
At that moment, Han Ibi felt at a loss as to what to say.
I can’t say that I’m making a living in the Qingcheng Sect…
It would be better to just claim to be a Qingcheng Sect Taoist.
Anyway, the people around this mountain of Cheongseong have something similar to reverence for the Taoists of the Cheongseong sect.
“That’s right. “I am a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect.”
Actually, Han Yi-bi, who had all of her clothes torn by Gu Cheon-se, was wearing new clothes from the Cheongseong Sect.
Then, Han Ibi felt that the old herbalist’s expression changed subtly…
‘Huh? ‘Maybe I got the street number wrong.’
“You’re a Qingcheng sect… If you’re a Qingcheng sect, I don’t want to talk about it any more.”
Ugh? That’s really strange.
In this neighborhood, just hearing the word ‘cheong’ in the Cheongseong faction causes the villagers to protest and give discounts to celebrities…
The old man’s expression became serious.
“Small cooperative. I will never forget saving you from almost being eaten by animals. However, I do not want to have a relationship with the Cheongseong faction, so I would be grateful if we did not face each other after disposing of Woong Dam.”
“Well… that’s right.”
Tsk.
It would be a bit difficult to say now that I am not actually a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect…
At that time, the old man said.
“Look. Master.”
“yes.”
“Please open the entrance to this battery here. “If you try to do it alone, it won’t work.”
I guess I saved him for no reason… He’s bothering me in various ways.
While thinking about it, Han Ibi went to the old man’s side, opened the bag, and comforted him.
It was then.
Tiriring!
Ugh? What is this sound?
[This is a matter of checking the herbal encyclopedia DB.]
Name: Lee Hamjong tree (二函樅樹根)
Characteristics: Lee Hamjong tree is a type of fir tree that is very low in height and has the characteristic of drying out when exposed to sunlight, so it only lives in the shade between other trees. It is a precious species. The fruit of this tree is extremely poisonous and cannot be used, but its roots have a powerful detoxifying function that can offset the effects of all kinds of poisonous substances.
Medicinal effect: It has the effect of counteracting all kinds of poisons and drugs. It is mainly used to treat addicted people.
Huh… what kind of harmony is this?
There was no time to search like that.
Are you saying this was in the old herbalist’s sack?
Han Ibi said as she felt her heart pounding.
“Young Master. “Excuse me, but do you have the roots of Lee Ham Jong-su?”
Then the old herbalist was startled.
“How can you…”
Han Ibi took a deep breath and said.
“I’m in dire need of money too… but there’s nothing I can do about it.”
The old man answered with a suspicious look in his eyes.
“What do you want to say?”
Han Ibi said with an expression that it was really a waste.
“I’ll give you my full share.”
The old man still looked like he couldn’t understand.
“What do you mean?”
“I will give you my full share of the gallbladder of that bear bastard, Pacheonwoong or Pacheonong, so sell me the roots of Lee Hamjongsu.”
Then the old man looked very surprised.
Han Ibi quickly spoke.
“My friend… became addicted. “I will give up the money, so please hand over Lee Ham Jong-su to me.”
Then the old man’s expression hardened.
“That friend… is he a Cheongseong faction?”
“What can I say… yes.”
“Then there is nothing to do.”
The old man had a determined expression. Han Ibi said, surprised by the unexpected situation.
“What do you mean?”
“There is no way I will hand over my medicine to a disciple of the Blue Star Sect.”
No, this old man… Has he become enemies with the Cheongseong faction?…
“But, old man. “Don’t you owe me something?”
“I am thankful for what I am thankful for, but my will will not change.”
Ah, such a stubborn old man…
‘Keuung.’
Han Ibi was worried.
Then the old man said:
“I will definitely repay this favor with something else. “You can ask about the house of the herbalist Mr. Gu in the village.”
Ai Xiang. This… this isn’t it….
The old man was trudging along with a heavy sack wrapped around him, leaving behind Han Ibi, who was standing blankly.
* * *
Han Ibi was in a mental breakdown.
Even after finding Lee Ham Jong-su, they couldn’t save him….
Han Ibi thought about telling this story to Bok Yeon-hwa, but soon decided against it.
For some reason, he hated the Cheongseong faction so much, and it was clear that if the Cheongseong faction elders invaded, he would only become more stubborn.
‘Then it is time to implement strategy 2-1. Strategy 2-1 is a way to encourage Jong Ri-hyuk to participate in the Cheongseong Long Speech Selection Contest. So, it is a natural way to attract Jong Ri-hyuk.’
After thinking all night long about what to do, Han Ivy finally decided that the only way was through conversation.
Early in the morning.
He set out to find Jong Ri-hyuk with somewhat weak steps.
Jong Li-hyuk will already be in the training center, ‘Five Elements Hall’.
Han Ibi came out of the dorm and walked, breathing the lightening dawn air.
That kid may be a little unlucky, but he really works hard at training.
As Han Yi-bi continued to think such random thoughts, she arrived in front of the Five Elements Hall.
He stood in front of the water room again.
Knock knock!
There is no reaction.
“Adventure.”
I also tried clearing my throat.
There is no reaction.
It was exactly the same as the last visit. Is he taking a break from luck like he did back then?
This was when Han Ibi put her hand to the door handle with the intention of slightly opening the door.
Sigh!
The door was opened carefully.
The gazes of two men meet for a moment.
Boom!
Ah… haha.
The door to the training room closes mercilessly.
This is… I haven’t even received the minimum order of congratulations.
It was Han Ibi who was secretly filled with jealousy.
Bang bang bang!
Han Ibi said as she slammed her hand on the door of the training room.
“brother! Please open the door. I have something to say. brother! “It’s really important.”
Then a soft voice came from inside the door.
“I have nothing more to say, so get out of here.”
“Just a little… please listen to me just a little bit.”
Han Ibi cupped her hands over her ears and looked for reactions.
No answer.
Oh no… we couldn’t become friends at all.
‘Have you seen a low-quality protagonist like this hikikomori? ‘A bird like a bandag’s bucktail.’
Han Ibi slowly looked back, sighing with a despairing expression.
But…
there was an object that caught his eye.
Two wooden swords lying on the floor.
The memory of Zhonglimei, the real owner of this body, flashed through his mind like a flash.
Han E-bi is diligently scanning her past activities.
His eyes sparkle and shine.
‘okay… If you can’t have a common sense conversation, it’s shock therapy.’
Han Ibi walked forward and stretched out her hand toward the wooden swords lying on the floor. Then he returned to the training room door.
Han E-bi closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.
Then, with his eyes wide open, he mercilessly struck the door of the water room with his wooden sword.
Crack, crack, crack!
A sound as loud as thunder echoed through the empty ‘Five Elements Pavilion’. It was a terrible tone that tormented my hearing.
“brother! Open the door! It’s really important! “Please open it quickly.”
Jong Ri-hyuk seemed to be holding back quite a bit.
‘But I also tend to have quite a bit of grit.’
Han Yi-bi shouted, hitting the door with her wooden sword with even more strength.
“brother! Let’s not do this. We had good times too…”
Jump up!
The door opened.
“What nonsense are you talking about good times? All the time I spent with you and your mother was a pain worse than hell for me. “If you make a fuss one more time, I will report it to Elder Jang Mun and you will be banned from ever setting foot on Mount Cheongseong.”
Jong Ri-hyuk growled in a ferocious voice that was not typical of the main character. It had truly touched the ‘big core’ in his heart.
Jong Li-hyuk shouted harshly.
“It is the last warning!”
Just as he was about to forcefully close the door to the training room again.
(Continued in the next part)
