The Return Of The Crazy Demon sky MTL - chapter 72
Ch 72
before the sky gets too dark
After I washed and changed clothes, I sat down at the Daecheong table and looked at Cha Seong-tae and Ho Yeon-cheong again.
“Seongtae, go back and get some drinks. Three glasses.”
“Yes.”
When Cha Seong-tae put down the alcohol and placed the glasses in front of each.
I looked at Hoyeoncheong.
“Ho Yeon-chung, listen carefully.”
“Yes.”
“I’m not interested in whether you are Yusa-cheong or Ho-yeon-cheong. I don’t even care if you’re really a soldier of the Ho-yeon swordsman family or someone from another force plotting a plot in a stronghold. You’re just a prisoner caught by me unlucky. You’ll do what I tell you in the future. Do it, okay?”
Ho Yeon-cheong responded briefly.
“Okay.”
I took out the flash dagger I had brought and put it in the center of the three people.
Whoops!
Cha Seong-tae and Ho Yeon-cheong looked at me, thinking about what this meant.
I pointed to the flash dagger.
“This is our neighborhood’s life-and-death method. From now on, if the conversation doesn’t work, let’s stab each other with that.”
Cha Sung-tae smiled and was about to say something, but after checking my expression, he immediately shut his mouth.
I said what I wanted.
“I’ll give you one hundred and eight days from now on. Ho Yeon-cheong will teach Cha Seong-tae all the Mugongs you know except for swordsmanship, footwork, and inner-gong technique.”
Ho Yeon-chung’s eyes widened, and Cha Seong-tae looked at me quickly.
Of course, Hoyeoncheong will have a lot to say. It would be bullshit to say that transmission is prohibited to anyone other than the family. However, after seeing the flashing dagger on the table, he could not easily speak.
Rather, Cha Sung-tae responded with a bewildered expression.
“Munju, how do you learn all that Mugong in one hundred and eight days?”
“It’s Seongtae.”
“Yes.”
I looked at Cha Seong-tae.
“Do you want to die? You would have said life and death.”
“Ah…….”
“Ah?”
“no.”
I explained my daily routine to Ho Yeon-chung, who didn’t say anything.
“Because this is the Black Myobang, the two of them get up at the start of myoshi (5 am). Eat breakfast, practice, lunch, practice, and eat dinner and rest. Free time is given for rest, but when going out, escaping, or escaping. I’ll apply life and death to you, and I’ll kill you myself. If you don’t like it, pull out a flashing dagger now and stab me.”
“Ho Yeoncheong has lost my strength, so it is up to you to take time to recover your strength or to rest as it is. Again, it is one hundred and eight days. Long if it is long, if it is short, it is short. This is not to say that you have to learn everything. , after one hundred eight days from now, you must be as strong as one hundred eight days.”
“How do you know you’ll be strong enough to be a hundred and eight days?”
I responded to Cha Seong-tae’s question.
“If you don’t like it, draw your dagger and stab me.”
“It was just a question.”
Hoyeoncheong just asked me this question.
“If it takes a hundred and eight days, it’s too much to teach a sword technique.”
“It’s not up to me. Cha Seong-tae is a rice cook, but he’s not an idiot. It’s entirely up to you whether you teach in general or teach other things because you’ve gotten used to swordsmanship. You do it yourself.”
Ho Yeon-chung responded without knowing it.
“Our Hoyeon Swordsman…”
“I don’t care what your family is like. If you don’t like it, pull out a dagger and commit suicide.”
Then, Ho Yeon-chung shut her mouth and closed her eyes for a moment.
I told both of them.
“There are quite a lot of things in life that are better than dying. If you don’t want to teach, die right here. Seongtae, if you don’t want to learn, just die right here. Don’t cook rice. If you don’t like this or that, pick that up and attack me. I’ll kill you.”
This time, Cha Sung-tae also tilted his head and closed his eyes.
I said to two people who catch the dog-like mood.
“No, just say one word. I don’t draw the dagger first.”
Cha Seong-tae raised his hand.
“I’m fine.”
I looked at Hoyeoncheong. Ho Yeon-chung licked her lips and barely answered.
“I’ll teach you everything.”
I looked at the two of them and nodded.
“Now it makes sense.”
I drew a flashing dagger, bled on my finger, and then dropped it into the bottle. Then he held out the flashing dagger to Cha Seong-tae.
Cha Seong-tae also drips blood into the bottle.
Then, Hoyeoncheong also bled in the same way.
I took a bottle of three people’s blood and filled three glasses.
“This drink contains the blood of three men who risked their lives to die. According to the oath, for one hundred and eight days, Master Ho Yeon-cheong will teach his disciple Cha Seong-tae with all his heart, sincerity, soul and effort, and the disciple Cha Seong-tae will For one hundred and eight days, I will learn with all my heart and sincerity the teachings of Master Ho Yeon-chung. I, Ja-ha, are the subjects of the oath, and if they take lightly the duties of a man they made in life or death or show insincere attitude, they will serve as flash daggers. I swear to Heaven and Earth that I will end the rest of a person’s life.”
Cha Seong-tae’s face turned pale as he listened to my oath.
Ho Yeon-cheong was swallowing only saliva.
I looked at the two of them and picked up a glass of wine.
“Do you two swear to keep the oath?”
“I swear.”
“I swear.”
I nodded my head broadly.
“Let’s drink.”
The three of us drank blood mixed with alcohol. I put down my drink and said with a happy face.
“Okay. The harsh training will start tomorrow, so let’s have the Last Supper together today.”
Cha Sung-tae replied
“There is no one to cook for now.”
“Right.”
Sibi also left for Ilyang-hyeon, and most of the subordinates were still in Unuhoe. I contemplated for a moment, clenching my chin.
He also killed Sensei Su and Lee Ryong-no, but it was difficult to decide how to make dinner right away.
‘Bad guy… … .’
Cha Seong-tae said.
“Shall I go out and buy it?”
“Why? Run away?”
At this time, the door of the Daecheong suddenly opened and Hongshin appeared. But instead of looking at Hongshin’s face, I watched what was in her sister’s hand.
Hongshin said while raising what he had in his hand with a dazed expression.
“Great hyung, eat some dumplings. I bought it while I was there.”
“I ”
“Write…!”
He made a sound and applauded Hongshin. When I applauded with a serious expression, Cha Seong-tae nodded and clapped his hands.
Hongshin responded by looking left and right.
“Why are you here?”
I reached out to Hongshin.
“Great. Come and sit down.”
“Yes.”
When Hongshin unwrapped the cloth on the table, dumplings that boasted an immaculate figure appeared from there.
Hongshin screamed.
“I didn’t know what you liked, so I mixed half and half meat dumplings and half vegetable dumplings. They also sell Tangchori Chuk next door, so I bought it as a side dish.”
I answered, wiping away tears with one hand for a moment.
“Excellent. In the future, I will confirm that the four heights will be Baek Baek, Cheongjin, Baekyu, and Hongshin.”
“Suddenly?”
“let’s eat.”
I said to Ho Yeon-chung, who was still, chewing on a dumpling.
“Eat you too.”
“Yes.”
After Ho Yeon-chung answered carefully, he reached out for the dumplings.
I said naturally while eating dumplings.
“After one hundred and eight days, if the results are not enough, I know that the two of us will die at my hands.”
Cha Seong-tae responded while eating dumplings.
“Yeah, okay.”
Hoyeoncheong also responded.
“Okay.”
I ate dumplings like a beggar living in the guldari and said to Hongshin.
“You can’t make noodles? The ingredients will be in the kitchen.”
Hong-shin responded with a relaxed attitude like Guan-woo, who said that he would return the head of the enemy before the alcohol had cooled down.
“Can you do it? I’ll eat this and make it.”
I nodded my head several times in fear that Hongshin might change his mind.
“Yes, thank you.”
“I know.”
Cha Seong-tae said while bowing his head slightly toward Hong-shin.
“I’d like to ask you a favor…”
“Whatever you do, you have to do a lot of things. Even the general.”
Suddenly Hongshin, Cha Seongtae and I looked at Ho Yeoncheong. Because Ho Yeon-cheong was a prisoner, he could not ask Hong-shin. Knowing this, the three of us waited for Ho Yeon-chung to speak. It’s like unspoken pressure that if you don’t say anything, you don’t have anything.
In the end, Ho Yeon-chung responded in a dull tone.
“I am okay.”
I clicked my tongue.
“You’re naughty. Sister Hong, make it so we can all eat together.”
Hongshin with dumplings in his hand smiled and got up.
“I know.”
I raised my thumb as I watched Hongshin go to the kitchen. Kang-ho, who is also full of men, feels that he is no different from hell.
When I suddenly looked at Hoyeoncheong, I felt that the dumplings were clogged in my throat, so I quickly drank alcohol, and then suddenly, like a madman, I burst into tears.
I shook my head and looked at Cha Seong-tae.
“I’m doing shit. Whoa. Are you treating me because the dumplings are so delicious?”
“Well.”
Cha Seong-tae tried to make fun of Ho Yeon-cheong with me, but with a bitter expression, he shut his mouth. It seemed strange to make fun of someone who should be called Master from now on.
Ho Yeon-chung said.
“It’s not. Anyway, I’ll teach you well.”
Anyway, while I was waiting for the noodles, I was craving chaseong-tae and ho-yeon-cheong. I also wondered if there was a devil in me. Well, if I had been such a good person since my previous life, I would have been called a special nickname like Swordsman (劍仙). But I said that my nickname was Gwangma.
“It’s Seongtae.”
“Yes.”
“Are all the good times gone? What should I do? Pah ha ha ha ha.”
After a while the four of us had noodles. After filling my stomach with dumplings and eating noodles, I felt sleepy. I woke up after Demon God, all neatly up to the broth.
“I get some sleep.”
“Yes.”
As I headed outside the main hall, Cha Seong-tae asked.
“Where are you going?”
“I want to sleep.”
“Outside? Why?”
“It’s my heart.”
I went to the hospital and laid down on my arm pillow under the plum tree that had fallen off its petals.
The sun is setting in the sky, and the night has not yet come.
Zaha (紫霞) filled the sky for a moment.
The sky is neither bright nor dark.
Time passed quietly when I could see the light of the sky with the same meaning as my name. I closed my eyes first before the sky got too dark.
He said hello in advance to those who wanted to see him.
Because it hurts my heart to see you in a dream.
everyone else is fine
The guy I want to beat to death, the guy I want to bully, Kwangseung, Light Jwasa, Maengju, the masters belonging to Samjae, and even the sloppy people who beat me in non-martial games… … . These guys went to sleep thinking that they could appear in my dreams as much as they want.
I fell asleep thinking that people I really want to see should not appear in my dreams. Thoughts, whether it was a dream or a memory, passed by briefly like the sunset.
“Don’t pass this on to you.”
“why.”
“It’s something I don’t need anymore.”
I looked at the captain that Gwangseung held out.
“I’m not a monk, how do I write this?”
The captain’s head used by Gwangseung had a crescent-shaped blade attached to it, and Kwangseung turned the blade by hand and removed the iron from the body.
“If you want to give, give it all. Why are you taking it off?”
“You’re too livable, so it’s a confiscation of blades. This body itself is a great weapon. It must be said that it is a weapon that is like an unbroken faith.”
“Are you really not broke?”
“If your beliefs are broken, you too are dead, so there is no need to worry.”
“What do you mean?”
“Literally.”
Confused, I grabbed the metal rod that Kwangseung held out. Since the stick alone weighed more than sixty pounds, it was an object that could not be handled freely unless it was a strong man.
I looked at Gwangseung’s expression and asked.
“Where are you going?”
“I have to go back.”
“Are you leaving all of a sudden?”
“It’s a trip because there is a place to return to. Now that I’ve filled it up a lot, it’s time to go empty it again.”
“What if there is no place to return to? Like me.”
“Why don’t you have a place to go back to? Whenever you come, don’t push your ugly head hard. Don’t you hate it again? Don’t go to bed while fluttering your snout. If you feel frustrated, come visit me anytime. Ugly bastard, let’s go.”
Gwangseung disappeared, creating a wind of dust.
Being an unpredictable human being, the sudden breakup was not surprising.
When the man who was being dragged by force suddenly disappeared, the emptiness of that freedom was very great.
Suddenly, I looked around and all that was left with me was a piece of iron nicknamed the unbreakable belief.
I stood alone in the wilderness with a heavy piece of iron on my shoulders and looked around for a long time, but there was nowhere to turn to.
My heart was no different from the wilderness, so I headed back to the river. There is no place to go back to, but those to be beaten to death still remain in Kangho.
The sky was getting darker.