Episode 623 Beautifully tanned brown skin, small muscles well placed all over the body despite a sleek body shape An immigrant young man with a unique appearance that sets him apart from the Han Chinese of the central plain even at a glance looked at the scene at the foot of the hill and thought.
‘… … What’s going on?’ It was natural to have such a question.
Because the vast meadow was blazing in front of his eyes.
Even at this moment, the rapidly spreading flames were constantly spitting out black smoke, and cattle and sheep in between. Horses and other livestock were running away frantically.
– Kreureung.
Suddenly, a low cry and trembling sound came from below. The young man gently stroked the snow-white mane of the white tiger.
“Okay. are you okay.”
-Kreuk “Guy, you’re really angry.” The mind is not conveyed only through words.
Although humans and beasts are of different races, they have been together for a long time and can understand each other’s intentions with just one small gesture and the height of their cries.
The young man of different ethnicities met Baekho’s blue eyes and nodded.
“okay. Let’s catch the fire first. Punishing the intruders comes next.”
If left as it is, the fire that grows out of control will turn the entire meadow into ashes.
Of course, the land will be restored again, but in the meantime, we had to save the livestock that were going to die in the flames.
And next turn… … .
‘How dare you do something like this.’ Not only was it not enough to trespass the territory of the South Bay Palace without permission, we must punish the guilty ones who even set fire to it.
Glaring at the unidentified intruders in the distance through the acrid smoke, the foreign youth swept the back tiger’s mane.
A white beast that noticed his will was shot like the wind.
– Aaaaang!
A thunderous roar echoed through the flames.
It was literally instant.
A white tiger that suddenly appeared on the hill and a young man from a different ethnic group began to run in all directions as if they were one body.
Hwareuk, Kwaaaa!
‘I think I saw that in a learning cartoon when I was young.’ Is it called backfire?
Fire and fire collide. They devour each other until the other disappears. The effect of the back fire that the young man skillfully lit was amazing.
Seeing the flames fading quickly as if it had never happened, I stepped forward to help out in good conscience.
Perong!
The flame staggers like a candle in front of the wind… … It got bigger and bigger.
Plain Ah!
Oh me.”
what is this.
Nam-ho shouted like a scream to me in bewilderment.
“What crazy! What the hell have you done!”
“… … Now, is that what the old man will say? It’s not like some fart guy ■ is getting angry. What does the person who started the fire say?”
“I didn’t know it would happen either!”
“I will be too.”
“Now that’s the problem! Come on, start the fire… … uh uh uh uh! back! back!”
?Ah!
“It’s tough. It’s still fine.”
It’s not that the fire has become very strong, but it’s true that we have to deal with it quickly.
Feeling desperate, I threw my palms in succession at the inflated flames without thinking further.
And the next moment I realized
‘Oh, right.’
That the name of the burial method I just used was Flame God?
Kuhuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
It wasn’t a while ago, but now I can say it with confidence. The flames intensified immensely.
On the one hand, it was a miraculous sight. The flames, which were almost dying, began to burn several times larger than the first.
Of course, it must have been a hellish sight for the livestock running frantically in all directions, but “… … uh.” As I silently looked at my palm and the surroundings that had become an almost inferno, I met two pairs of eyes staring at this place through the blazing flames.
It is the white tiger that appeared on the hill and the same foreign youth. Their eye color and race were different, but if there was one thing they had in common, they were mad.
“Nom! What the hell is this!”
– Aaaaang!
A guy who looks young is talking half-heartedly in the first place.
It clearly crossed the line, but I was the one who burned the line. I reassured them in a respectful yet composed manner befitting a 21st-century civilized person.
“I don’t know who it is, but first of all, don’t worry. I’ll fix it.”
Of course, just because I reassure you, there is no guarantee that the other person will be reassured. Just like this time.
“no! no!”
– Aaaaaang!
I politely remonstrated with the one-man-one-ho (一人一虎) shouting as if they were all in one mind.
“It’s okay. I can do it. Could you please make the tiger a little quieter?” “No. You gnome!” – Aaaaaaang!
“don’t do it?” “don’t do it!” – Aaaaaaaang!
hmm. A backlash as fierce as fire. But I shook my head.
“no. I want to I believe in myself.”
“This crazy Han Chinese color… … ? – Wow!
Even before the cries of the white tiger and the foreign youth were over, I unleashed my twins at the speed of a flash war.
Huh, boom!
The strong tension (?) of the two lines shot through the air splits and bursts the rolling waves of fire.
However, if we stop here, the flames will intensify, and that will only repeat the mistakes we made so far.
Without hesitation, I shot the tension one after another.
Perbung! Pew!
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The reason people don’t catch fire easily is simple.
Not enough water to put out the fire, or no wind strong enough to put out the flames like a candle.
So, in the end, more water or strong wind is all that is needed, and in this case it was the latter.
Pew!
The tension I shot at the end was particularly strong.
As the wind, like a typhoon, swept across the meadow, the bodies of the wildly fleeing livestock rose to the surface and all the grass, trees, and trees lay flat.
and… … .
Shaaaaaaah.
The flames that spread in all directions died down in an instant.
All that remains is a small burning ember like a bonfire and some pastures turned to black ash.
And there was only a foreigner youth and a pure white tiger staring blankly at the scene.
“Eh, what is this… … – Kreureung?
I shrugged my shoulders as I rubbed the last ember remaining near the two pairs of eyes in disbelief with my feet.
“I told you. Because you can.”
I” asked the foreign youth who was staring at me with eyes full of pure surprise, aiming the spear in his hand.
“I am the Yayul Tree of the Southern Manya Palace. you are?”
It may sound obvious, but he was also a figure in the South Barbarian Palace.
It was the moment I nodded and was about to answer.
“He is said to be Jin Tae-gyeong of Taewon Jinga.”
An old, shriveled voice echoed from behind. As I turned my head, I saw the members of Hwaryonggak who had come closer and Nam-ho in the lead.
“In the central plains, he is called Yeolhwasinryong, the best late exponent of the time, and is also a footnote of Hwaryonggak belonging to the Murim League.”
I don’t know if my name and nickname are known to the south.
However, at least the foreigner youth in front of him, no, Yayul-mok, seemed to have understood exactly what Nam-ho had said.
“The Murim Alliance… … .”
Yayul-mok stroked Baekho’s mane in a low voice.
While watching the roar of the wild beast gradually subside, he lowered the spear he had been aiming at me and turned the weapon.
“Follow me. Now that the word ‘Murim-Meng’ came out, I’ll put up with it right now, but don’t do the same nonsense again.”
Namho shrugged.
“It was a mistake. But bear in mind.”
“That’s what you should do. If you don’t want to die violently.”
I looked at the back of Yayulmok, who rode the backhoe, and said to Namho with a confused expression.
“Young guy is not arrogant. It’s wrong to set fire to him.” “Han Chinese over there, I can hear them all.” – Kreureung.
“I was told to listen. men and horses.” “what? ,,“After talking to the elders. Don’t you have a grandfather?” He put on a teary expression for a moment, but that was it.
Yayulmok, who had glared at me once, turned around and Namho, who was following me, opened his mouth with cold eyes.
“Be careful with your words.”
“I listened to the old man. Do you think it is reasonable to say that someone who is doing it today and tomorrow will die by screaming?”
“Sometime today, tomorrow… that’s it. You shouldn’t expect it in the first place. Are you suffering from an illness that will kill you instantly if you can’t raise a flatland style wave for even one day?”
“Are you suffering from a disease that would make you senile if you don’t set fire to the pasture belonging to the Southern Manya Palace?”
“Look at yourself before confiscating your cane for three months.”
Nam-ho sighed after seeing the loss in the deal exchange.
“Okay, I admit it. It was an obvious mistake on my part. I should have been careful handling it because it has been sitting there for fifty years.”
“It’s nice to see you admit it soberly. The meadow is still hot, though.”
“… … Every time I hear you, my bones ache. But be a little careful when dealing with that young man.”
“why?”
“Why didn’t you tell yourself? Yayul neck.”
“Is it Yayulmog or Yayul Mogi? So what… … While answering, I suddenly blurted out my words. It seemed as if he would remember something that he had forgotten in his memory.
‘A wild tree. It’s a wild tree.’
Thinking deeply, I turned my head and asked Joo Hwa-ran.
“Hey, soju “Yes?” “By any chance, what was the name of the lord of the Southern Manya Palace?” “Are you talking about Beast Cat King?” Ye]” King Yasu Myo, the owner of the Palace of Yashu in Southern Manchuria, is the head of the Miao tribe, one of the most powerful tribes in Southern Manchuria, and is a person who occupies the last seat of the ten kings, apart from his background as a foreigner.
Joo Hwa-ran smiled at me and replied in a friendly tone.
“It’s yeyulchuck.”
“aha. okay.”
“yes. Yayul is my last name. It is a rare castle that is not easily found even in southern Manchuria.”
“Then I must be Mr. Ya without being mean. My name is Yulmok.”
“Excuse me, but do you really want that to be true?”
“hmm. What if?”
The moment Joo Hwa-ran was about to speak, the forest blocking the way of Yayul-mok, who was riding a white tiger in front of him, shook.
Passeuk. Tadak!
I can assure you that this is the first time I have seen such a variety of animals in one place since the zoo I went to when I was seven.
Jaguars and tigers covered in black fur all over, and even leopards and elephants.
The men and women of the foreign tribes who were riding various wild beasts found Yayul-mok and hurriedly got down from their saddles and prostrated themselves.
“Lord of the Small Bow!” “Are you all right!” “We received an urgent report of a fire. If the lord of the small palace doesn’t care about his front and back like this, the lord of the palace will be very worried… … But who are the authors?” Dozens of pairs of eyes mixed with beasts and people.
I silently chewed on the word they shouted earlier and my question of asking if there was a grandfather earlier than that.
“I am a friend. Right, Mok-ah?”