Chapter 188

Family is like that.
No matter how ugly or unsightly they are.
Just because they are connected by blood.
Often, just the word “blood” is enough.
A lot can be offset, a lot can be forgiven.
Even when you know you shouldn’t.
Tang Inlang, the elder of the Tang family,
and Tang Miyan, the eldest daughter and kin of the Tang family, were distant yet close, close yet distant.
“My little Hyuk. He’s grown up.”
Whenever he approached the Sichuan Tang family, Namgung Hyuk was always stiff.
His maternal grandfather looked at him indifferently,
and uncles with wary eyes.
When many in the outside world saw him as a stranger, not a family member, Dang In-lang was the only one to stroke his head.
Although he was like Han Liang, he hated the old-fashioned environment of the family, and therefore hated the old-fashioned attitude of the family.
“Old man, you’re so handsome, you look like someone. Why don’t you call me uncle?”
“Su, Uncle.”
“That’s right, you don’t need to come. You won’t hear anything good if you come.”
“Well, but…….”
“Tsk.”
Tang Yinliang clicked his tongue and shouted at Tang Miyan.
“Why do you bring him here and kill his qi?”
“……I have to bring her.”
“What, so that your backside can come back to life? What’s the point of bringing a child who doesn’t know anything? I’m sorry. What’s a family name, what’s a backside?”
There was only a certain amount. He didn’t care about family history, background, or anything like that.
So he was the only person in the party who cared about Namgung-hyuk.
* * *
“……kuluk.”
Tang Inlang, who had aimed to live a lifetime of running around, was dying just like that. His heart was pierced to death by the enemy of the Yangtze River.
As he lay dying, he saw Tang Miyan rushing to him, tears streaming from her eyes.
“What was so good about our relationship that you’re crying?”
But I didn’t feel so bad. It was nice to have someone crying for him when he was dying.
“……cool.”
“I’m sorry.”
Tang Inlai turned his head and saw Jong Rihyeop, who was dying just like him.
Even as they spoke, they were both dying. Death was so close, so close. And so easy.
“It’s easier to die than to live.”
“Isn’t that the way it is?”
Tang Inlang and Jong Li Hyeop laughed softly, feeling the blood trickle from the corners of their mouths.
“It’s funny to have a comrade in arms when you’re dying, but it’s also funny to be comforted.”
“I don’t know ……what got you so worked up.”
“In your next life, be born as a Buddhist. Then I will live a life without fighting.”
“I see. I’ve never heard a Taoist ask me to become a Buddhist before.”
“That’s what he says.”
The two of them joked about what was so funny now that they were dying, but then Tang Inlai’s eyes caught sight of Dang Miyun, who kept running toward them.
The old man’s greed hidden in Hae Gu-yeon’s bitter laughter could be seen at first glance. At that sight, Dang In-lang finally opens his mouth.
“Since we’re all dying, I’d like to ask you a favor.”
“…… in this yard.”
“That’s why I’m doing it. It couldn’t be uglier.”
“Go ahead.”
Tang Yinliang reached out and touched his arm. The touch was very slow, but calm.
“I’ve been working on this…… thing for a while, and I want to see if it’s any good.”
“Every last one of them. You’re welcome.”
“What can I do about it?”
“If you can grant the wishes of the living, why can’t you grant the wishes of the dying?”
Something clinking.
Tang Inlai laughed hysterically as he looked at the tiny glass jar.
* * *
The waves of the Yangtze River swirled in all directions. All of Tang Miyan’s memorization had been blocked in one fell swoop.
What a mismatch.
Tang’s memorization and secret techniques were completely ineffective against Hai Guoyan’s water techniques.
Tang Mi-yeon gritted her teeth at the sight, but Hagyun laughed as if she was enjoying herself.
“You should try harder.”
Saliva pooled at the corners of Hae Gu-yeon’s mouth. A woman is only as good as her flavor. Even when he was wiping out the Amida, when he was molesting and intimidating countless bhikkhus, he only picked the ones he liked.
Of course, even then.
“The bhikkhus were bored with the taste, but the Dragon King of the Yangtze River granted my wish.”
Hae Gu-yeon was mesmerized by Tang Mi-yeon’s beauty. Her eyes are upturned at the corners, and she has a gorgeous appearance. Although she looked quite old, she was a woman of the Tang family, and her demeanor was more gorgeous than anyone else. This made Hae Gu-yeon’s gaze fixate on her.
“Today, in front of everyone, I will get drunk for four years.”
A smile spread across her lips.
As she approaches, rendering all of her attacks useless, she scatters a stream of poison.
But.
“I’ve already seen you deal with Ilso, I doubt you’ll be outnumbered.”
Hae Gu-yeon was a seasoned fighter. She had already seen how Tang Miyan killed Ilso out of the corner of her eye. The way she killed Han Shu with poison from countless memorizations was something she could only admire.
And with extreme poison.
With all options blocked, Dang Mi-yeon gritted her teeth, reverse-grasped the dagger in her hand, and swung it straight down.
Bam!
But the difference between Hai Guoyan and Dang Miyan’s ineffectiveness is like the difference between heaven and earth. Once upon a time, Isaac Xinyi would have had someone to face him with his own sword, but not now.
Instead of being easily defeated by Tang Miyan, Hagyun was focused on making fun of Tang Miyan in any way possible.
“The crazier you are, the more your expression amuses me, so I’ll entertain you even more.”
“……Crazy.”
Despite her distorted expression, she grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer to look at Tang Miyan.
“Profit!”
With a snap, she let go of her wrist and stared at Tang Mi-yeon, who had distanced herself and was now looking at her in vain, and Hae Gu-yeon relaxed and enjoyed the moment. Already, Tang Miyan would only live with evil.
As the branches of Dang Mi-yeon’s clothes ripped with each movement of Hae Gu-yeon’s hand, she took pleasure in sweeping them with a sinister eye.
And then.
“You old bastard can stand well there.”
“If I don’t know anything else, I’ll have to cut that off.”
As soon as Hae Gu-yeon’s twin wands were turned on, someone hugged him tightly from behind. It was Jongrihyeon, who was a little bigger than Hae Guyeon’s body.
“…… You bastard.”
Hae Gu-yeon frowned at the sight of the bug clinging to him until the end, even though he was already dying. Even if she tied herself up with her slender hands, what more strength could she use?
But then.
Kwazik.
An in-young who had jumped across the Jongri Strait grabbed Hae-goo-yeon’s neck and face tightly, blocking her vision like a cicada on an old tree.
It was Tang Inlai.
“Kuluk, kuluk.”
“Brother!”
Tang Miyan’s expression brightened when she saw that Tang Yinliang’s eyes and movements were not so lifeless, unlike her dying, blue complexion and lifeless eyes.
“Aaah…….”
She knew she was seeing the end of him.
Huo Guang Banjo (Back to Light),
A single moment of miraculous power that comes just before death.
Tang Yinliang seemed determined to use that power to capture Hagouyan.
Boom!
The side of Jong Li Gyuan’s body, which was clumsily held by Hae Gu Yeon’s true angle, exploded and he fell to the ground. He died instantly.
“……What a waste. If you interrupt my fun, you’ll be reborn in the next life.”
Tang In-lai, who was giggling at Hae Gu-yeon’s words, saw Hae Gu-yeon’s touch and grabbed Hae Gu-yeon’s head and bit it.
Kwajik!
At the same time, Hae Gu Yeon’s right hand grabbed Tang In Liang’s collar and threw him to the ground.
Kwaaang!
“Kuluk!”
“Stand there and watch. It’ll be fun to see how your sister gets beaten by me. Before you die, you might as well test your penis to see if it’s still alive.”
Tang Inlang looked at Hae Gu-yeon with a limp face, as if he didn’t have the strength to lift a finger, but Hae Gu-yeon rushed toward Tang Mi-yeon, as if she would honor her words.
She stretched out her hand, grabbed Dang Mi-yeon’s throat, and bent her fingers to tear off her clothes.
Towering.
“……, this, this.”
Hae Gu-yeon stood there in disbelief, unable to comprehend the fact that she was frozen in place, unable to move her body at will in the face of the fun in front of her.
And then,
“Cook, cook, cook, kuluk! Kook, kook, kook! Kuluk! Kuluk!”
Hearing laughter coming from somewhere, she could feel something hot running down her forehead.
She couldn’t put her finger on it, but when she did, she realized it was something hot and sticky.
“……Your bastard. You’re the one who had Master Malko stop me and do what you did to my head.”
“Kulk, kulk! Kuluk! Kulk!”
Instead of answering, Hae Gu-yeon laughed, causing tendons to sprout in his temples. When she saw that, she said in a voice that made her blood boil.
“Kukkukkukkukkuk, it’s good…….”
I wonder what he wants to say.
Hae Gu-yeon barely managed to see Dang In-nyang’s jaw and mouth melting in the gaping wound.
“……You.”
He heard the sound of glass shattering above his head, but it was the sound of the creature breaking the vial of poison. He had broken it with his own mouth, biting into Hai Guoyan’s forehead to open a wound and injecting the poison directly into it.
What Tang Yinliang said while laughing was that he meant poison, not benefit.
It was a primitive and ridiculous trick.
“……rrrrrrrr.”
The poison flowing from Hae Gu Yeon’s forehead was killing him more than anyone else. The poison was injected through his forehead, which was closest to his white gray blood, so there was nothing he could do.
Standing up, he faced the pain that slowly melted his entire body, and just like that, he died.
Tang Inlai’s stomach churned as he watched. His heart was full. It’s okay to face death now.
As he thought this, he was about to accept death,
“Brother!”
A familiar voice called out. It was Tang Miyun, dewy-eyed, hugging his body tightly.
“Black, hmph, black, black. Oh, big brother.”
“Ku, kuluk.”
As if it was useless to tell her to stay away, tears streamed down her chest. Suddenly, Tang Yinliang realized.
“If my brother dies like this, what shall I do, who shall I repay this favor to?”
He realized that there was at least one person who could cry at my death.
I realized I didn’t feel as bad as I thought I would.
Maybe family isn’t so bad after all.
With that thought, Tang Inlai slowly closed his eyes.
Yan’er.
Live a long, long life until you get your due.
Be happy with Hyuk-yi,
and live a peaceful and warm life, enjoying all that you deserve.
Then I can be a real brother to you,
I’ll try my best to be.