Log in Murim Chapter 627 The temporary accommodation was okay. Although it was not as fancy and luxurious as Jungwon’s, it was tidy and sufficient for me and the Hwaryongak crew to stay for a while.
Of course, that doesn’t mean that I received unconditional hospitality.
“hmm. Anyone know what is stuck in my chopsticks right now?”
Hyuk Moo-jin raised his hand to the surprise quiz I asked during the meal.
“Oh, yes. Mujin. Please answer me.”
“answer! It’s a bug!”
“Right, it’s a centipede to be exact. But why is it in the food?”
“hmm. Isn’t that the custom of the barbarians?”
Nam-ho, an immigrant to Manchuria with 80 years of experience, murmured as he picked out similar caterpillars.
“It’s the first time I’ve heard of it… … ?” I’d rather understand it to some extent if I just roasted and ate grasshoppers, but this was at the level of pouring living bugs, so I couldn’t even hit the shield.
Even in the midst of this, Sama-pyo sighed as he watched Tae-san diligently trying to cook porridge on a plate.
“It doesn’t look like you’re welcome either.”
It can’t be a meal like this. Song Il-seom, who put down his chopsticks, responded calmly.
“It must be because of the Heavenly Demon Flag.”
I agree. But even so, he did not think that Yayul-mok had directly instructed him to do this.
A guy the size of a small archer wouldn’t use such a naive method.
‘In the end, this is the work of these other peoples inside the Southern Manya Palace.’
From the time he entered Nanman until now, he has been constantly hated. Just when she thought that even the ugly duckling would not be like this, Joo Hwa-ran, who had gone upstairs to wash up before eating, secretly appeared from her.
“uh? Have you already washed up?”
No, how long has it been since you went up? Even the 54th trainee at the Nonsan Training Center cannot wash this fast.
Joo Hwa-ran answered my doubtful question with an ambiguous smile.
“Ah yes.”
A bad feeling just comes. As I looked at it without a word, Joo Hwa-ran hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth.
“Actually, that… … Hearing all the circumstances, I burst out laughing.
“You said they gave you boiling water in this weather? Mixed with something like filth?”
Joo Hwa-ran nodded with a troubled face.
“Actually, I was trying not to tell you. It could be a simple mistake, but I’m afraid this will cause a problem??…
“It is not a mere misunderstanding. And never mind. Even if it’s not that anyway, there are other problems.”
Only then did Joo Hwa-ran, who noticed the situation of the meal, left a short comment.
“Uh” “I’m asking just in case, aren’t you going to eat it?” “Yes. Of course.” It’s the first time I’ve ever seen Joo Hwa-ran respond so sternly.
“Chief. Where are you going?”
“To play a game.”
If you stay still, you know it as a bale, and if you say let’s see it, it’s the world’s rule to know it as a cloth.
I’m in a position to convince the South Bay Palace, so I’ll keep a certain line, but I’ll have to drop the F*ck at least once so I won’t do this again.
I was about to open the door right away, but I suddenly remembered the words I had forgotten and stopped walking.
“Oh. And.” “Yes?” “Let him stop eating.” No one asked me who the ‘him’ I was talking about was.
Among them, there was only one person who ate three bowls of colorful insect fried rice. Sima Pyo looked at Taishan with sad eyes.
“Taesan. stop… … ? ok please stop
* * * It was the biggest tree I had ever seen.
The enormous girth and the height of at least dozens of sheets, as if dozens of men should embrace them with their arms outstretched.
As soon as I saw it, I exclaimed in my heart, but the purpose of my visit here was not to see the trees, but to meet a person.
“mind. come down.”
Pussuk.
The dense leaves sway. Soon after, along with the low cry of a beast, the trembling voice from Yayul’s neck pierced my ears.
“It’s you again. How did you know this place?” “When I asked, he told me. You come here often.” “To whom?” “The guy who manages the entire building.” “Hwanggae?” “A hwanggae or a mutt.
I think it was a name like that.” “I’m not the one to tell the Han Chinese about that.” “I don’t know about the Han Chinese, but I heard you tell the fist well?” “Come down. My throat hurts.” No matter how much I thought about it, I didn’t think I would come down with a sore throat, so I kindly added a word.
“Before you break down the tree.”
“This is the tree planted by the ancestors of the ancestors. It means that it was rooted in this land a thousand years ago.”
“Then your descendants will be like that in the distant future. My dear, there was a thousand-year-old tree here, but some Han Chinese cub came and tore it down. Why, Mom? Because our ancestors didn’t come down from the trees when they spoke nice words.”
“So come down. Before you destroy the environment.”
I wondered if I should really choose him if he refused this time, but Yayul-mok was a guy who loved nature more than I thought.
Skip. widely.
Kreureung. The white tiger, which landed softly while stepping on a tree branch in succession, let out a low cry toward me.
Yayulmok, who lightly brushed the back of the white tiger’s neck, glared at me.
“Crazy.”
“Ai, what’s new?”
Seeing me shyly scratching the back of my head, Yayul-mok, whose face was red with anger, growled like a beast.
“What happened to Hwanggae?”
“Ah, that human. The limbs are fine. Although I was a little scared.”
“You’re insane. You came to ask for help and persecuted barbarian people.”
“It looks like there’s a misunderstanding, but I really didn’t touch a single hair. Instead, I grabbed a bit by the collar.”
I’m not some kind of bully in the neighborhood, and I’ve never been out of the middle of the field like that.
I always spoke softly at first, but when it didn’t work, I used fists. And this time, the reason was good enough.
“Poop water for a bath of fried rice with insects.”
“what?”
“If it were not for the traditional custom, the hospitality of the Nanmanyashu Palace would not make sense. is not it?”
Yayulmok, who had been thinking about something for a while with his brow furrowed, muttered like a sigh.
“I think I know roughly what happened.”
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“If you thought you knew roughly, you should have said something.”
“I never expected to show hostility so blatantly… … Yayulmok, who was about to say something, suddenly shut his mouth, and then bowed his head toward me.
“sorry. My sincere apologies.”
“… … oh.”
“What is that reaction?”
“not a big deal.”
I was actually a little surprised. Even though they hadn’t met for a while, they didn’t know that the proud and tough-looking Yayul-mok would bow his head so obediently.
‘Are you the type who admits wrongdoing right away and has no regrets?’ It’s easy to make mistakes, but it’s difficult to admit them and sincerely apologize.
And in that sense, the young Sogoongju of the Beast Palace in southern Manchuria had a better personality than I thought.
“I change people as I go back. Hwang-gae as well as everyone involved. There will never be anything like this in the future.”
“Well, if you do that.”
“It was my mistake. I will apologize once again, so I don’t want anything to go into my father’s ears.”
“Why. Sometimes when you do something wrong, you get hit right?”
Yayulmok replied with a tearful expression.
“What nonsense!”
“Or not. Seeing him even bothering to ask, I thought he’d been beaten for three days and nights.”
“My father never took the place of a hand for me.”
In fact, if my father is the King of Beast Cats, I think I will grow up well without touching him.
If it’s that size and that inaction, it’s a son, of course, a grandson. Maybe even great-grandchildren pass through puberty.
While I was thinking about that, the hesitant Yayul-mok added in a small voice.
“I’m fine, but everyone else is an exception. If my father finds out about this, an unholy order will fall.”
“ah.”
“It’s natural for you Han Chinese to protest because your father treated the guest he welcomed poorly. But I have no intention of punishing Huang Gai or anyone else for that.”
“Are you pissed off about that bastard’s F*ck mark?”
“… … The name is a bit misleading, but that’s also part of the reason.”
“It is one of the reasons. It sounds like there are other reasons.”
Yayul’s neck, which had been staring at me silently for a while, opened his mouth while stroking Baekho’s chin.
“The Great Battle of True Demons.”
“hmm?”
“We bleed too much in midfield. Under the leadership of his father, all the tribes of the barbarians gathered their strength, and as many as 10,000 warriors headed to the battlefield… … The number of those who returned home alive was less than half of them.”
purr.
Baekho, who had been quietly accepting the hand that was stroking himself, looked at the owner with worried eyes.
Yayulmok’s voice, filled with complex emotions, continued.
“Someone’s parents. Friends and relatives who grew up together since childhood. Most of them went to the battlefield smiling and did not return. It was the same even for me, who was born a long time later.”
“you also?”
“Originally, I wouldn’t have been able to become the Sogungju. This is the real answer to the question you asked earlier.”
Recalling the conversation I had with Yayul-mok immediately after parting ways with the Beast Cat King, I suddenly realized.
“You had a brother on top.”
“three. One of them was my sister. I heard that although she was young and of a woman’s body, she was as brave as any other warrior. If she hadn’t participated in the Great War, her sister would have married her lover. Father and Uncle Baek Sang would have become step-brothers and in-laws at the same time.”
“for a moment. then… …
“What you are thinking now is correct. The father lost two sons and a daughter in a war between the Han Chinese called the Great War of Jeongma, and Paek Sang’s uncle had to let go of the son he cherished as much as his life.”
Yayulmok laughed bitterly and added a word.
“Don’t blame Hwanggae too much. He has lost both his parents and his extended family.”
I didn’t have anything to say, so I just kept my mouth shut.
In fact, until now, I had heard stories about the Jeongma War from here and there, but I didn’t know that only Namman suffered such great damage.
No, to be more honest, I think I didn’t really need to know.
It was because they thought that Namman was a new country, tens of thousands of miles away from Jungwon, and that it was a completely separate land far from Murim.
And it will be the same for others who are still talking about Jeongmadaejeon.
At least, only a handful of people, including Jeokcheongang, even informed that only the South had suffered great damage.
‘So everyone must have had old feelings. The recent incident with the Heavenly Demon Flag must have been the starting point.’
No matter what compensation they received right after the end of the war, it is still a painful wound that remains for them. However, this happened when the wound healed little by little and a scab formed.
“Only a few decades ago we united and fought to the death for the Han people, but now they have killed some of us.”
The cold, boiling voice of Yayulmok penetrated my ears.