Chapter 134 Respond

The complexion of the Black Right Party member named by Chul Ryu-hyeon turned pale.
“Hmph! What? No, not anyone else, but the bankruptcy trustee, and tell him that……?
This is crazy.
I don’t know what the hell he thinks of the Hunan Five Day Festival.
I’m already getting chills at the thought of saying the words “Honam’s first god is waiting for you here,” in front of one of the strongest men in the region, Pashan Sword Lord, who is recognized by everyone.
Whereas.
The KKK members gathered around the table were each glad they hadn’t been singled out.
I’ve never seen this before.
This is not the way to declare war on the Hunan Five Festivals.
It’s an iron stain from an enemy disciple of the White Bluff Gate, who thought he had become a vegetable and was lying like a corpse until now…….
Of course, the idea of challenging him head-on wasn’t too strange, as his power had been greatly enhanced, reaching the level of the Honorary Five Elements.
It was then that Chu Liuhon’s impassive voice awakened the dazed party members.
“What are you doing?”
“Ah…… yes, let’s go then!”
With that, Tang Yuan shouted back and quickly disappeared out the front door.
Immediately after.
Chulhyeon released his grip on his hair and stood up.
Just when I thought I was done with my head on the ground, my foot flew into my chest.
Puck-!
Simultaneously with a dull sound.
“Bam!”
The screaming ship flew across the ground and crashed with a thud into a tree just outside the perimeter of the field.
Shake.
He stuck to the ground like a wet sheet of paper, shuddered a few times, and then passed out.
Chulryuhyeon’s gaze turns to the face of another party member.
“I’m feeling a little tired and suddenly my dumplings are pulling…….”
The party member who made eye contact shrugged and asked cautiously.
“Do you want to buy ……?”
A polite tone of voice is polite, and the look on your face is even more so.
Chulleuhyun nodded and flicked the salt pack at his waist.
“Go to the house that makes the best yeast dumplings. I need to compare the flavor to the place I’m stopping at later.”
He quickly picked up the salt packet that had fallen in front of me.
“Yes, I see, there’s a dumpling shop in that neighborhood that’s been rumored!”
He replied with a roar and scurried off toward the front door.
“Damn it, I’m not a servant and you’re sending me on a food errand, I’m going to spit dirty spit in your dumplings!
Suddenly, a blunt voice stopped him in his tracks.
“Stop motion.”
The party member who had stopped dead in his tracks turned his head gently.
“Yes? Why…… do that?”
“If you spit, you won’t see the sun rise tomorrow morning.”
“……!”
Tang Wen’s heart sank.
Ugh! What is that crazy asshole…… Is he a ghost? I’m scared!
It’s like standing naked when your mind is read.
“I’ll let him sniff it later and it’ll come out.”
Tang Yuan grumbled repeatedly to himself, trying to hide his surprise as Chuliu Heng pointed at Xin Feng with a gesture of his chin.
“Pair…… should just run away, I’m not seeing the light of day as a swordsman anyway.
But I read his mind.
“Run away.”
“……!”
“Well, fuck them all, then.”
Chapter’s words stunned the Black Wu Party, and a group of them roared at their errand boy.
“Hey, if you run off without telling us, we’ll have our hands full!”
“Yeah, shut up and go out and get some dumplings!”
“Don’t spit on me, you bastard, you’re not going to be able to put your best foot forward with the food for the old man!”
Hah…… scary, scary. Those assholes…….
* * *
The forest paths are littered with fallen leaves, each one with its own color.
Ye Yunlang, Hui Buyong, and the other fifty or so members of the Hong Mausoleum’s transportation party were traveling diligently, carrying more than twenty large carts full of iron.
Next.
Arriving in a small village in the mountains, the group quickly found a place to stay and rest for a while.
Hee-Bu-Yong, seated by the wide-open window, pointed his finger outside.
“We’re getting close now, just over that ridge and we’ll be on the main road that leads to the white lakes, which is the way we came in the first place. We’ll probably reach the main camp tomorrow.”
Sitting across from him, Ye Yunlang quenches his thirst with water and nods.
“Hoo…… just paid for my first meal as a first-class diner, successfully.”
At that moment, an octogenarian man walked up to the table.
“Is…… Unrang?”
Ye Yunlang, drawn by the voice, turned his head and immediately jumped to his feet with a happy face.
“No, sir!”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, it was you. Uh-huh-huh.”
The man who greeted me was an old man named Ganyu, a villager who had once been best friends with my master, Red Dragon Sword Captain Hongxiao.
Ye Woon Rang quickly asked Hee Bu Yong in front of him to excuse him and then left with Gam Tae.
“I didn’t expect to see you again, old man.”
“Hmm, me too. Huh huh. I wonder how long it’s been. More than a decade, maybe?”
“Yes. What brings you here, by the way? It’s quite a distance from the town we used to live in…….”
Ye Woon Rang asks curiously, and Gammae hesitates for a moment, but then smiles.
“Actually, I left the town for personal reasons and have since settled elsewhere.”
“Oh, I see.”
In fact, Ganyu himself had been forced to leave the village a year ago when he got drunk and spoke of the Red Dragon Sword Captain Hongxiao, but he didn’t dare mention it.
I’m sorry and ashamed to say…….
Ye Yunlang continued the conversation while serving delicious food.
“So, sir, do you live in the neighborhood?”
“Huhhhh. What. I’m just here for the herbs, they’re cheap.”
“Are you feeling unwell?”
“I’m eighty years old, it’s only natural for my body to break down. I’m fine, don’t worry. How are you doing, by the looks of it, you’re on top of the world…….”
“Oh, that’s the top of the Hong Mausoleum in Bai Zhu. I’m just accompanying them for a while on some business.”
“Hmm, so you’re still out there. In honor of Brother Hong’s last wishes, I’m going to…….”
“Haha, no.”
“……?”
“Actually…… I am currently a guest of the Zhengfa Mumen Baiyak Sword Gate, located near Baizhu. I plan to stay there for the time being and continue practicing martial arts.”
“Wait, does that mean…… got what he wanted?”
Ganyu’s eyes widened, and Ye Yunlang smiled as he listened.
“That’s right.”
“Oh…… my…… gosh, I heard that you’re an intellectual, that’s great, that’s great, that’s great!”
Ganyu was overjoyed as if it were his own business and gently wrapped Ye Yunlang’s hand in his on the table.
“I don’t know about anyone else, but I can tell you everything, and here’s how it happened…….”
Ganyu quickly shook his head and cut him off.
“No, no, I’m not going to listen to anything else you have to say, because you finally got what you wanted…… and it’s enough for me to know that.”
You’re scared for nothing.
I’m afraid I’ll be repeating myself.
Thinking so, Gamtae changed the subject of the chapter, and they talked about mundane things that had nothing to do with courtesy.
A little time passes.
Gamtae glanced out the window and prepared to leave.
“Well, I guess I’d better get going. It’s time for the carriage to leave.”
“Old man, tell me where you live and I’ll come find you later.”
“Never mind, I’ll leave our meeting to the heavens. I must now go and live my life in silence.”
“Ah…… sir, but…….”
“If we’re destined to see each other again, we’ll be connected in some way in the future. Uh-huh.”
Gamtae waved goodbye with a manly smile and headed out the door.
“Yun Lang, I’m glad to hear that. If you’ve found the hiding place of the first Dragon Dragon Lord, you’ve also obtained the Ruling Party Divine Sword, so I hope you’ll get back on track and rebuild the temple. I doubt I’ll hear from you once more before my eyes are closed……, so please establish yourself as a master that surpasses Brother Hong.”
Meanwhile, Ye Yunlang, standing in front of the door of the guest house, watched the fading figure behind him and prayed to himself.
‘Goodbye, old man. I will miss this meeting.
At that moment, you hear Hee-Buyong’s voice behind you.
“We’re going to take the fastest shortcut!”
“What’s that……?”
Ye Yunlang turned his head to ask, and Hui Buyong revealed an unexpected fact.
“I just heard from the innkeeper, and he says that the Greenwood Blind in those mountains have been evacuated! Remember the scene we saw before?”
Ye Yunlang then recalled in his mind the sudden explosion of the mountain peak where the Green Forest Meng was said to be living.
“Oh, well, then…….”
“Yes, that’s when they say it collapsed. Rumors spread around the neighborhood while I was gone, and a couple of people who climbed the mountain two days later confirmed that it had collapsed.”
“Huh, who did that?”
“They say it’s unsubstantiated, but it’s the work of a crazy person with a crazy horse…….”
At the same time, Ye Yunlang’s complexion bleached white.
Billion!
What the hell, that’s an iron gatepost!
Why are you messing with the still greenery again!
Hee Bu Yong, who hadn’t even seen Xin Feng yet, shook his head.
“If that’s true, then…… what kind of crazy person is this?”
* * *
“Crazy!”
Rectangular boudoir rumbles with a guttural clatter.
An intangible flame burns above the eyes of a man in his forties, seated in a tasseled throne made of charred wood.
A swordsman with a sharp, sword-like brow and a majestic beard that stretched majestically under his angular chin…… was Nampo Swordsman Doyun, a member of the Honam Five Days and the deputy head of the Bankruptcy Sword Department.
On the floor in front of me is a terrified Black Right Party member who has just heard Chul Ryu-hyeon’s words.
Doyun, who wore a magnificent navy blue robe like a star sign, flashed his gaze and spoke in a heavy voice.
“You claim to be the first god of Hunan?”
A look of displeasure, as if they didn’t like the arrogant title.
Tang Wen replied, craning his neck and crawling away.
“Yes…… do door master, no, he said…… him, tell him to…….”
“With just a single blow, he sent the Wu Power Sword flying far away, and smashed the head of the Bullfighting Greatsword into the ground?”
“Yes, yes…… I saw it with my own two eyes.”
Doyun quirked one eyebrow and asked again.
“Are you sure you’re here alone, no one with you?”
“Yes.”
“Iron flow trail…….”
He mumbled something under his breath, and soon he was on his feet, grabbing the sword leaning against Tessa’s side.
“Let’s go.”
“Oh…… I’m sure…… would like to see…….”
Tang Yuan glanced over, and Doyun’s eyes turned cold.
“This body should tell me. The untouchable nothingness.”
As Doyun left the inner chamber, a young swordsman in a navy blue robe waiting in the courtyard set the example.
He was a tall, fairly rugged-looking man who was a renowned master of the Fashan Sword Division’s famed Shashan Iblade.
“Master.”
“Prepare to leave.”
Doyun’s cold voice asked Bunsha.
“Yes? Where to……?”
“The Black Panther Party. They say there’s a man there who wants to cross swords with me.”
“……!”
“We’re leaving right now.”
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 135 (135 of 552)