Chapter 54

I thought you’d be quite the stickler.
Unexpectedly, the tiniest bit of reactionary force from the veins of the swollen tongue was transmitted to his fingertips.
“It’s a shame, because the atmosphere is great.
His pupils were sunken very low and he had a calm air about him.
It was the posture of a prayerful martial artist, but when I observed it, I realized that it was merely a dull personality.
‘It’s none of my business if you’re a good martial artist or not. All I want is to get drunk and bounce, heh.’
It turns out that the young man was planning to seduce Bu Eun-sul’s spirit, then drink her intoxication and run away.
“Hahaha.”
There was an awkward pause in the air, and the young man let out a shaggy laugh.
“In fact, I got into it at a young age, and I’m pretty sure I’ve shit myself to death because of it.”
I joke about it, but it doesn’t go over well.
The young man scratched his head in embarrassment.
“You’re a man of few words, Mr. B., are you uncomfortable with my sudden presence?”
After staring at the young man for a moment, Bu Eun-sul shook her head wordlessly.
“Aha, that’s good to know.”
The young man patted his chest in relief.
“Actually, I was just wondering when you were going to kick me out. Hahahaha!”
The young man’s demeanor was rude, but surprisingly not hateful.
To be more honest, she didn’t dislike the handsome young man.
Not only was he the same age as me, but he had a clear and bright aura.
‘I wonder if it’s because I chose Mado.
Seeing the young man as bright as the sun made Bu Eun-sul feel as if the world around her had turned black.
“Or because you chose plural?
The reason was unknown.
A lump in her throat, she picked up her drink again.
The way he drank was unique.
It’s common for strong liquors, such as sake, to be drunk in one sitting.
But the swollen snow was slowly trickling down my throat, little by little, as if I were drinking tea.
“My brother is…….”
The young man, who had been watching Bu Eun-sul drink in fascination, said.
“It sounds like you’ve been through a lot.”
“……?”
“You drank the strong drink sweetened.”
The young man said with an embarrassed expression.
“My master used to say that those who drink strong drink sweetly, do so because they have already tasted the bitterness of life.”
The young man seems to be spouting nonsense, but there is wisdom in his words.
“Hoo hoo.”
Bu Eun-sul couldn’t help but smile.
Her smile was as pure and beautiful as a plum blossoming in the midwinter snow.
“What a beautiful smile a man can have.
The young man, who had been staring at Bu Eun-sul’s smile in fascination, came to his senses and shook his head.
“Oh, by the way, I didn’t even give you a full name, I’m…….”
“Mingyun, you bastard!”
At that moment, nine martial artists dressed in navy blue robes came up the stairs to the second floor.
“Hey, this guy…….”
The tallest and darkest-eyebrowed of the five mooks spotted the young man and bellowed.
“Hey, you’re sneaking out and drinking out of the giru again?”
“Big Brother.”
“What’s with the big brother, you little shit?”
The big man lunged forward and grabbed the young man by the ear.
“You asshole, I’ll never forgive you for my day!”
“Oh? Wait. Ouch! That hurt! Let go of this and go to…….”
Whether the young man screamed or not, Mu Yin grabbed him by the nape of the neck with a hand like a cauldron and dragged him down.
“Brother, you’ve been having fun!”
Even as he was being dragged like a puppy by the scruff of the neck, the young man waved at the snowflakes.
“Let’s have another drink the next time we get a chance!”
When the young man left, the smallest and thinnest of the eight remaining dwarves clasped his hands over the swollen snow.
“I apologize for the disturbance.”
He coughed and spoke again.
“I’m sure he’s been talking a lot of bullshit and ordering drinks, right?”
Bu Eunseol nodded, and Mu Yin frowned.
“If we hadn’t come, he’d have gulped it down and splashed.”
He pulled a large silver bowl from his bosom and placed it on the table.
“The youngest priest made a mistake, so we’ll pay for the drinks.”
“That’s fine.”
“No pressure, then…….”
As he was about to turn away, Jumsoi, who had been watching him from afar, came running up to him.
“Daehyup, this is not enough.”
“What do you mean?”
“This imperial liquor is ten dollars a bottle.”
“Ten bucks? What’s so expensive about a bottle of Huangju?”
“This is not just any yellow liquor, this is our specialty yellow liquor that has been aged for thirty years.”
“What!”
The unattended man jumped.
There were at least ten kettles on the table. The liquor alone was worth more than a hundred yen.
“Mingyun…… you crazy bastard!”
As the skinny man shivered, Bu Eun-sul slipped two hundred-yuan bills from his arms and slapped them down on the table.
“Well done.”
He stood up and patted Jumsoi on the head.
“What remains is yours to do.”
“Chung, are you sure? Thank you!”
As Jumsoi was jumping up and down with excitement, a skinny man walked up to Buunsul and held out his scabbard.
“I’ll give you at least half of it.”
Then a man with a jutting tooth from the herd spoke up.
“Death penalty. That’s our travel expenses back home…….”
“It’s loud.”
But Bu Eun-sul brushed past the skinny man with the bag and headed for the stairs.
“Wait!”
The skinny martial artist thought he had been ignored, and quickly stepped in front of Boon-Seol.
“Please accept.”
“That’s fine.”
“Take it. For the disciples of the Shingon School are not indebted to others.”
“Hyungsanpa?
Bu Eun-sul’s eyes narrowed as she remembered the pamphlet given to her by Iron Master Wang Ge.
Sanssouci.
In the past, he held a prominent place in the Old File Room, but two hundred years ago, Rong Ling, the eldest member of the Hyungsan Sect, mysteriously disappeared from the Hyungsan Sect.
Because of this, he lost the twin techniques of the Pipa Sword and the Painting Line Technique, which were called the twin techniques of the Hyung San Sect, and has been going downhill ever since.
Tang.
The skinny man placed the sword in his arms on the table.
“This sword is made of genuine wrought iron from Longtian, Zhejiang, and even if it were mortgaged, it would still be worth five hundred yuan.”
Longcheng in Zhejiang is known for its high quality steel.
In particular, the swords named Dragon Heaven Sword were considered treasure swords because they could easily cut through cast iron. But to mortgage them for alcohol?
“Moving!”
The other three shouted, and the lanky man waved his hand.
“Don’t worry. We’ll come back for you. Until then…….”
“Hmm.
Bu Eun-sul inwardly sighed.
The disciples of this sect were pure and clean in character, just like the disciples of the Ming Sect. However, because it was a fallen sect, they also had a great sense of entitlement.
“I can’t help it.
Sighing inwardly, she twitched the muscles in her face.
I thought of a way to get out of this position a little faster.
“You’re from the Brotherhood.”
Approaching the skinny martial artist, Bu Eunseol opened her mouth in slight surprise.
“Why didn’t you tell me beforehand?”
“What do you mean?”
“If I’d known you were from the Brotherhood, I would have invited you in and offered you a drink.”
When the skinny martial artist gave her a surprised look, Bu Eunsul said, “I’m sorry.
“I grew up in a mountain village, so I always wanted to see the heroes of the prestigious political parties at least once.”
He looked away and pointed out the window.
“I was disappointed that I didn’t get to meet the heroes of Hyeongsanpa, but now that I’m able to meet them in person, I feel a little better.”
A smile tugged at the corners of the skinny man’s mouth as the stiff-looking Bu Eun-sul recognized him.
“Hero, that’s a bit of a stretch.”
“You’re welcome, and if you don’t mind, I’ll treat you to a drink.”
In the past, I wouldn’t have done it at all.
However, after mastering the commandment phrase, Buunsul could change his mood and tone of voice at any time.
“No, we’ll be leaving the bad sheep soon. You don’t need to worry about it.”
“That’s too bad.”
Bu Eun-sul clasped her hands together with a pitying expression.
“Then let’s get back to work.”
“Oh, right. Then…….”
The skinny man clasped his hands together, and the rest of the men behind him bowed to Bu Eun-sul.
With a few words, he made a good impression on the men of the Hsing-Shan clan and left immediately.
‘Entitlement…… is like having poison in your heart.’
Qualifications.
It’s a terrible feeling of inferiority that not only demeans you, it’s a poison that eventually eats away at your mind and body.
A few days later.
After resting well at the hideout, Bu Eun-sul returned to the Hoehyeon Bookstore.
“Welcome.”
Shangliang opened the door and saw Bu Eun-sun walk in, a happy expression on his face.
“What can I do for you today?”
“I’m thinking of buying a book I haven’t seen before.”
“I see, Confucius is becoming a regular at our used bookstore. Hehehe.”
After laughing heartily, Shangliang looked at Bu Eunseol, who was wearing a white robe, and shook his head.
“But it’s weird. Every time I look at it, I get a slightly different impression.
When the snow first came, it looked like a tourist with a very ordinary appearance.
But now, I’m like a long lost student wandering around the message boards.
“Is it because I’m dressed a little differently?
This was due to Bu Eunsul’s liberal use of the Commandment Spell and Illusionary Reverse Bone Technique, but he hadn’t even guessed.
“You’re here again, Confucius.”
That’s when Maun, who was organizing the bookshelves, spotted the swelling and shook her head.
Then Shangliang came to his senses and waved his hand.
“Ma’am, he’s buying another book, so show him to the back shelves.”
“I see.”
Entering the inner secret chamber, Bu Eunseol looked puzzled.
How many books do you have on your shelves now that you only had a half-dozen before?
“You have a lot of books.”
At Bu Eun-sul’s words, Maun said, “I’m sorry.
“Now that I’ve solved the backlog, I have a little more work to do.”
Half of it was a lie.
Sangliang realized that Bu Eun-sul was capable of great things, so he took on all the difficult jobs he could find in Yueyang.
“It’s all a bit of a double-cross, but you’re a good man, so I’m sure you can handle it…….”
Ignoring Maun’s sarcasm, Buunsul began to look through the book.
“Hmm.
It’s more than just a misdirection, but there have been quite a few instances of infiltrating the Moon Sect to get information or steal things.
After rummaging through the bookshelves for a while, he picked up a copy of Pao Baxi.
Tsk. Tak.
Buunsul’s hand stopped moving as she opened the book.
-Byung Ho, my diary (Iljeojae). Eunja, Chilbaenang.
Kill all of the Namsagok’s spawn that are active in Yueyang.