Hyeonjilmusin - Chapter 14



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14. Gungdogak (3)

When it comes to setting the mood or dealing with people, I was naturally at an advantage over this rascal. As a merchant, I’ve met more people and experienced more situations than this rascal.

“Yes, you… … .”

When I suddenly came out so strongly, Myung-han stuttered. The atmosphere seemed to have calmed down.

‘What should I do from now on?’

At first, the kids were feeling down, so I tried to turn the mood around. After that, it was all about improvising.

“Death penalty. I will educate this guy who doesn’t even know manners.”

The guy next to Myeong-han glared at me. Myeong-han’s eyes also became fierce. It seemed like he had decided that he couldn’t be scared when the priest was acting like that.

“No. I will personally train this guy.”

“Are you okay? Please give me some strength… .”

“Quiet. I said I would do it.”

One thing is certain. So if I become a disciple of the main temple, I have to treat him like that. I’m already starting to feel nauseous.

Myunghan stamped one foot. It seemed like he thought he could catch me even though he was weak.

Myung-han raised his head and glared at me. A chill spread between us.

“If you kneel down and apologize now, I will consider it as the punishment of a lay disciple and let it slide.”

Myunghan’s mouth opened slowly. My answer was quick in contrast.

“Plague.”

“Are you really going to turn down the drink and drink the penalty drink?”

Oh my. A guy who has never even tasted alcohol is using such nonsense. Of course, kids at this age are busy using words that sound reasonable among the words that adults say.

“How are you going to punish me?”

“bloke!”

As I taunted, Myeong-han’s outstretched fingertips reached out to my forehead. He was young, but his hands were definitely quick. Those who had learned martial arts since childhood were different no matter what.

If it had been the merchant Muk Hwi-yeong, whose stomach was full of oil, he would have been hit in the face and collapsed here.

But now, I was no longer the merchant Muk Hwi-yeong. I was the temporary disciple of the shamanist faction, Muk Hwi-yeong.

When I opened my eyes wide, I felt like time was slowing down. It was a sensation I had never felt before. Even the wind brushing my skin felt delicate.

First, Minghan’s method was read. It was natural, since it was the Cheongunbo that I had learned.

After reading the method, it was easy to avoid the first attack. Just by following the footsteps, you can roughly predict where and how they will strike.

Whoosh.

The tip of my sword passed by the blade of Myunghan’s hand. I turned my body to the left.

Myunghan immediately clenched his fist to stop his hand from reaching forward, and bent his elbow to strike me. But I easily dodged that too. The effectiveness of the Cheongunbo, which I had practiced for two months, was clear.

I don’t know about anything else, but it seemed like I had a deeper understanding of Cheongunbo. Unlike me who could see through Minghan’s dharma, Minghan couldn’t keep up with my movements.

How could I surpass Cheongunbo, who had been training for years, with only two months of practice? I was a little skeptical, but what can I do if it’s possible?

“This guy!”

As I continued to miss his attacks, Myeong-han let out a furious voice. He seemed to have gotten angry when I dodged his attacks by a hair’s breadth.

Meanwhile, my eyes were gradually becoming accustomed to Myeonghan’s new techniques.

‘Isn’t this possible?’

I decided to be confident. When I, who had been backing away, took a step forward, Myung-han was surprised. Myung-han’s attack missed by a large margin, and his fist flew out behind my back.

That much, Myung-han’s body was completely exposed. I immediately put my fist into Myung-han’s empty left side.

‘Okay!’

I thought so.

Myung-han looked at me, and I looked at him too. His eyes also seemed to not understand the situation.

“… … ?”

The fist clearly hit the ribs. But Myeong-han didn’t seem to be in any pain. Rather, it was my hand that was in pain. It was as if I had hit a rock with my fist with all my might.

The situation was almost immediately resolved. I also have a rough idea of ​​the system of the uneducated.

There are external skills and internal skills in martial arts. The Jeongpa mostly trains internal skills, but that doesn’t mean they don’t train external skills at all. It’s the role of external skills to create a vessel to hold internal skills.

So, I couldn’t land a valid blow on the shaman’s disciple who had been practicing external martial arts for several years.

“asleep!”

From then on, Myeong-han ignored defense and focused on attack. He knew that no matter what I did, it wouldn’t work, so he launched an all-out offensive.

Certainly, when Minghan poured all his strength into the attack, his movements changed. Minghan’s fist grazed my forearm, tearing the fabric.

‘If I get caught, I’ll really die?’

It’s not uncommon for humans to kill civilians. Surprisingly, there aren’t many cases of them killing people with intent.

Since the civilians are so weak compared to the unmanned ones, they die if they are even touched. They die from their internal organs being crushed by just one punch to the head.

I only learned Cheongunbo, and I didn’t know any external or internal skills. Of course, my body got better after visiting shamans and climbing cliffs for two months, but that was only at the level of ordinary people.

Fortunately, I am better at avoiding attacks than Minghan, so I am just avoiding them. I don’t know what will happen if my stamina drops.

A decision had to be made quickly. Myunghan’s face turned even redder as he launched an all-out attack but his attacks were not hitting the mark.

At that moment, the sound of people talking began to get closer. When I looked at it, I realized that this was the Gungdogak garden that everyone used.

I don’t know who they are, but I decided to take a gamble. Could I control my movements to that extent? Thoughts are short enough to fall into the realm of instinct, and instincts soon lead to movement.

Myunghan’s fist flew towards my jaw. I turned my face to the other side. Then I rolled on the ground as hard as I could. A thick cloud of sand rose up, and I buried my nose hard in the ground. A wet feeling rose up in my nose.

“What are you guys doing!”

At the same time, I heard an old man. I looked to the side and saw Cheonghwa and Cheongsu.

Myunghan had a dumbfounded expression on his face, his fist raised. He didn’t feel the impact, but it was understandable that he would be embarrassed since I rolled over.

“P, private study.”

At that very moment, my nose turned red with heat. Blood was pouring out.

“Whiyoung!”

Cheonghwa ran to me. Cheonghwa pressed her fingers on my neck and several parts of my face. Strangely enough, my nosebleed stopped right away. It seemed like this was the acupuncture method used by the martial artists.

“Hey you! What are you thinking, showing off your martial arts skills to someone who hasn’t learned them yet!”

When Cheonghwa rebuked him, Myeonghan and the two froze. To them, the private tutor was like heaven. It seemed like they didn’t even have the courage to open their mouths.

“I, I don’t think it was me who hit him… … .”

“Be quiet! Are you trying to make excuses in front of me now?”

Myunghan bowed his head deeply. The priests next to him did the same.

Meanwhile, Myunghan was glancing at me with a look on his face as if he was going to kill me. Unless he was an idiot, he would know that he had fallen for my plan.

“What’s going on!”

At that moment, a middle-aged man came walking quickly from the palace with his sleeves fluttering. Myung-han’s expression brightened when he saw the man’s face.

“Master!”

Three people, including Myeong-han, followed right behind the man. It seemed that he was Myeong-han’s teacher, Cheong-yu.

“What’s going on? Cheonghwa.”

“The disciple of the executioner hit my disciple. He was a guy who hadn’t even learned martial arts yet.”

Cheong-yu flinched when he saw me. The blood from his nose had hardened, but the blood that flowed from his nose to his chin hadn’t disappeared. It hurt so badly. It felt like his nose bone had collapsed a little.

Cheonghwa looked at Cheongyu as if she was going to eat him. Cheongyu coughed in vain.

“Great. You said you were going to take in a disciple, and it was that guy.”

Listening to the two people’s stories, it seems like Cheong-yu was sentenced to death, but Cheong-hwa was not at all taken aback. Rather, she was very murderous.

“Yes, that’s right. What are you going to do? It seems like the disciple of the death penalty has caused great harm to the person who is to become my disciple.”

Myunghan just smiled and couldn’t speak. Even though his teacher was right next to him, he was afraid to spit out words from his heavenly tutor.

“What should I do?”

“What should I do? I need to receive a sincere apology.”

“Oh, really. Kids can fight. And you want me to apologize for that? Isn’t that disrespectful of the death penalty?”

Cheong-yu clenched his teeth. On the other hand, Cheong-hwa’s expression was expressionless. It seemed like the two of them really weren’t on good terms.

Cheong-yu and Cheong-hwa had a brief staring contest, then sighed.

“Yes, Myeonghan.”

“……yes.”

“Apologize.”

At Cheong-yu’s words, Myung-han clenched his fists and trembled. It seemed like he had no intention of apologizing to me. However, with his teacher and private tutor watching, he couldn’t help but do it.

“Uh, I’m sorry.”

“Okay, I know that.”

I made a generous expression. Myunghan’s expression, on the other hand, was rotten.

“Is it okay?”

Cheonghwa nodded, seeming satisfied.

“no.”

Everyone’s eyes were on me. It was only natural, since I was the one speaking.

“What do you mean? No?”

Cheong-yu said. I answered, wiping the blood stains with my sleeve.

“The story of the Qinghua Jinnin may be over, but I’m not finished yet. Common sense tells us that it should end when we meet the demands of the person who was hit.”

At my words, Cheong-yu’s expression distorted bizarrely. The faces of the children, including Myeong-seong and Myeong-gyeong, who were watching from behind Cheong-hwa, were also filled with shock.

“I’ve received an apology, what else do you want?”

“You have to pay for the treatment.”

“Treatment costs?”

“Yes. Since I can’t do anything while I’m recuperating, you have to pay for that too.”

Cheong-yu glared at me as if she was going to kill me. But as long as Cheong-hwa and Cheong-su are here, she can’t kill me here. I believed that and did it.

“… … How much do you want?”

“I think two nyang of silver would be appropriate.”

“Doesn’t that seem a bit excessive?”

It’s excessive for a mere nosebleed. A thousand nyang of coins is equivalent to one nyang of silver. It’s not even a hit, it’s a self-inflicted blackmail. But a merchant should know how to be shameless.

“The shaman’s listener distribution says that two nyang of silver is excessive. I am afraid that other people will hear about it.”

Cheong-yu’s face turned red. It was understandable since I had openly called her out for being too small. Cheong-hwa and Cheong-su, who were watching, seemed to be holding back laughter.

Cheong-yu took out the pouch from his bosom. Cheong-hwa had said that Taoists were not allowed to possess personal money, but it was obvious that this would not be the case.

Cheong-yu, who had been nervously digging through the pocket, soon gave me two silver coins the size of a finger. I bit the silver coins with my teeth to see if they were fake. They were definitely genuine.

“Deposit confirmed.”

My expression changed to a bright one, but Cheong-yu’s face still remained stern.

“What is your name?”

“This is Mukhwiyoung.”

“Yes, Mukhwiyoung. I’ll remember that.”

Cheong-yu turned around and hurried his steps. The three people, including Myeong-han, also quickly followed after Cheong-yu.

I rolled the silver in my palm as if I was satisfied.

Cheongsu and Cheonghwa looked at me with expressions of admiration.