peritoneal warfare
It was time to head back to the rumble near the Falling Yang in order to reach Mangrove. I found a massive cloud of clouds pouring in from the streets that still remained seven days and nights until the rumble.
Rain clouds? '
I found it because of my excellent eyesight, but it was a really big cloud. It was a huge rain cloud mixed with thunderstorms, and it seemed to come to where I was standing within a matter of a month. If you enter that range because you have an incredible circulation Qi, it will probably rain.
Of course, no matter how fast my technique was, it wasn't fast enough to avoid the heavenly clouds, so I entered a nearby town. And I told the villagers,
"Can I get out of the rain for a minute?"
I got the attention of the villagers.
"The rain? It's so clear..."
The middle-aged man who was sitting under the tree instead of farming laughed. But before he could say a few words, intense moisture entered his nose. And people gradually began to notice black clouds coming from the other side of the sky.
"Rain, rain!"
"We're in trouble! Pick up the dried crops!"
The villagers started picking up crops in a hurry, shaking their heads. The middle-aged man stood there dazed and called out to me.
"Honey! I'm sorry, I need your help! We need to get the sacks inside."
"Of course. Can I avoid the rain today?"
"Yes! I'll feed you."
I swiftly moved his sun-dried sack into the room. A few breaths before the heavy sack enters, the middle-aged woman seems surprised. He also did so because two or three adults had handled the amount that could be transferred so quickly. I had time to help someone else before it rained.
Shoot him.
Kur Leung
A few moments later, there was a thunderstorm that rained heavily on the town. The amount of rain was unusual in the view of a simple rainstorm. Fortunately, the town did not seem to have much rain, as there were many buildings with good water preparation.
The middle-aged man who let me into his house wiped his forehead and said,
"Phew... Thank you so much. By the way, you're a real power guy. How did you know it was raining?"
"I have good eyes."
"Yes. I've got some stuffed in the kitchen, so I'll give it to you. I can put you to sleep today."
Tadak...
"Ig... it's not burning."
"Wait a minute."
I ran a Ghost Watcher and lit a fire in the furnace as soon as I couldn't keep up with the dry wood. I forced the firewood to half fire, and the middle-aged man seemed surprised. It would be impossible to use dry wood as fuel for his common sense.
"Huh… are you Muslim?"
"I'm just walking around doing it."
"Anyway, all I can say is thank you. Is there a destination?"
"We're heading for the rumble. I was going to walk all day today, and it's like this."
And the middle-aged man said,
"It's a faraway song, but you're struggling."
"It's not that hard."
"Oh, yes! Since you're a Muslim, I'll teach you something good."
"Yes?"
The middle-aged man looked around and said,
"There is a place called Ghost Song where if you cross two mountains, the rich people who live there like to leave their strange problems to others. Rumor has it anyone who challenges the issue gets gold."
"You're giving me gold to fix the problem?"
"Yes! That's why it seems that for the last few years, a well-versed study group or Muslims have been secretly heading to the anthem."
"Oh..."
I found it interesting. Gold is not usually an expensive item, but a symbol of wealth. It was surprising to give such valuables because they had just hit an intellectual Jewish problem.
At the same time, I thought the chorus was an unusual place. If word has spread about "gold" to a villager, it is worth reaching out for the wealth of the Ghost Song rich in some bandits, bandits, and Muslim families. But at least I've never seen such a Muslim move around here before. I don't know, but the rich man in the anthem must have the ability to protect his fortune.
'Well... now is not the time to visit. Right now, it's more important that I meet with telepathy.'
I saw enough gold ingots when I got Chilyo's Bibo. Instead of seeing the gold ingot and creating a bath of water, I was filled with thoughts of going to visit the mangrove with the visage of Chilyo. I could go there later, so I wanted to hurry for now.
I was treated to a meal that day and stayed at home with a middle-aged family member. But the next morning, I woke up and realized something strange was happening.
Shoot him.
It never stops raining. When I woke up in the morning, the town was covered in dirt to the ankle, and it was raining like crazy. Already the villagers are scrambling to wake up at dawn and drain the water.
Shoot me!!
"Move quickly! Splash!!"
"Sodol's house is underwater. What do we do?"
"Aaaah!! The stream is flooding and I don't know what to do..."
People were puzzled and puzzled. He also fell into the town's water supply once or twice, because when it rained like this, the streams would overflow and flood. People had to abandon their villages and homes and run for their lives.
'This won't do.'
I felt strange but I felt the need to be active. I don't remember it ever raining this big before. Moreover, I need your help because I have been in this town once.
I took a good look around and looked at the watery terrain.
'Crushing that rock will bring some water down. And if you push it to the side... "
As the calculations settled, I shouted to the right-wing people.
"Step aside! I'll do something about it."
"What? How could a kid like you..."
"Get out of my way!"
The people were startled when they summoned the inner aircraft. It wasn't meant to be burnt or vanquished, it was just shouting, but it would have felt like thunder to the general public. As people retreated away from the staggering dance, I focused my mind, gathering inner air into my mind.
"Ahhhh..."
You caught Marvo and focused on him. Then the energy rose from my body like a haystack, and suddenly I began to lose my grip. When the concentration of the air reached its limit, I operated a dipping motion during the process of cerebral canal (6.3817; 25484;).
Too much light!!
Thunder rumbles and all the rocks and rubble within the radius five flew away. Even a huge rock the size of one chapter was shattered and shattered. You hear the sound of a small hill crumbling. At the same time, the water in the whole village began to flow through the new channels, and the rain that was down to the knees came down to the soles of the feet.
Curr
The majestic rain pours down like mud. It was a valley-like terrain, so piercing the rocks would make it even less burdensome. A few cows almost drifted off, then returned to the crowd.
"......!!"
"Wow!!"
"Thank you, thank you so much!!"
The people wept as they saw the water slip away like a tide. This eliminates the risk of drowning immediately. But when I looked at the clouds in the sky, I realized that it wouldn't just rain right away, but it would rain for at least three nights. It was a massive rainstorm, as we initially expected.
I looked at people and said,
"Do you have a chief?"
"Me."
An old man in his 60s walked out. He was an old man with a strong body, stamina, and strength. I told the chief.
"This is only temporary. We should probably pack up and evacuate right now."
It's only a matter of time before this rain makes it impossible to save the town. It was inevitable that the town would be wiped out if there was an embassy or a dam blocking the stream. This was the knowledge I learned from my experience in expressing myself.
"Hmmm... is there anything else?"
"If you don't pack your bags in at least two hours, it's hard to get out of town safely. There will be casualties, especially among the elderly."
"I can't help it..."
Soon the chief cried out to the villagers.
"Everyone! Let's evacuate! Come on!"
"My... all my wealth is flying away..."
"Don't be presumptuous. That boy saved my life."
People were saddened and hurried to pack their luggage. I've been running wild and helping people. And after checking with the chief for missing or missing people, everyone left the village together.
Kuku Gugu Bow
The villagers' faces darken as they slowly watch the town sink into the water from above. All wealth flew away in an instant. However, as the chief had said, they took their lives, so everyone kept their mouths shut and did not throw up.
I looked at the chief and said,
"Is there somewhere you can trust yourself?"
"I don't... I don't know how I'm gonna get all these people around here with 70 villagers."
"If you go to a nearby guar and tell me about the circulation,"
Then the chief laughed nonsense.
"I wonder if the High Lord of Guan will listen to me... I won't even meet the villagers like us. Even so, there is no way that other villagers will accept this many people."
"... After this rain stops, we'll have no choice but to rebuild the village."
"Ha... If it rains for a few days, everyone will die of weakness. What should I do?" "
I could see the villagers were in a state of turmoil. Even if this rain stops and goes back to the village within a few days, we will have to stand up again in a desperate situation, losing all our crops for a year.
I wanted to help them because I felt sorry for them, but there's nothing I can do in this situation. I have the Bible of Chilyo hidden in my arms, but what can I do with it? The chief said when I was silent.
"I will not forget the grace of the lesser part. Everyone can walk, so it'll work. We should give him as much guidance as we can."
"Where are you going?"
"If I go to the next village, I'll think about it while avoiding the rain."
The chief said with his lonely eyes.
"Farewell, little one. Take care."
"......"
Just because I'm following the chief's group doesn't make a difference. There's not much I can do to help. The chief seemed to be trying his best rather than using me more. I told the chief.
"I don't have to do anything right now anyway, so let me help you out a little bit more."
"Really?! Thank you..."
I followed the villagers around for about two days and removed the beautiful trees blocking the road or the fallen rocks from the mountains. He encouraged the children and women who were weakened by the rain by breathed Qi into them.
And when the villagers arrived at the confession and avoided the rain for about a day, the seemingly endless rain finally stopped. Confession was a well-watered terrain, so people were less rained among the trees and avoided the rain in their tents.
The chief held my hand and wept with joy.
"Ugh... Thank you. No casualties. It's a miracle. Without you, more than ten people would have died... Thank you so much!"
"No. Beware, the muddy waters will block your way when you return." "
"It's all right. It's just a little detour without you. Ugh..."
"You're welcome."
I didn't receive much money or anything in return, but I smiled bitterly when I thought I did something unexpectedly good. I was not a skeptical person, but when I thought I had enough abilities, I wanted to help.
"What's wrong with me? Stupid… '
It was strange that I would have just left because I was annoyed. The chief who was stealing tears suddenly whispered in my ear.
"... the townspeople told me about the anthem, and I'm guessing the Baggars got the drop on you. I thought you said he was interested in other villages..."
"What's the matter?"
The subsequent chief's words contained unexpected information.
"Don't go to the anthem. My cousin is a Muslim, and rumor has spread that the Ghost Song is the Sage among the Muslims. It's true that they reward you when you hit them, but dozens of people have escaped because you haven't hit them yet. It is rumored that the Unsullied are very strong, especially those named Ghost Herbal Wine."
"......!!"
"The small talk is the savior who saved our village, so please come back. I will repay you."
"Sure. Goodbye, then."
I broke up with the villagers and started walking the rainy road. The private road was a mess because of the mudslide. I thought of running a little mountain path through a brainstorm.
"Herbal Wine... it's a prize if you hit it, but it's death if you don't hit it..."
I had a feeling that a strange secret might be hidden in the chorus. Although this area is a vacuum area with little influence by the mighty Gateway wave, it was strange that someone with unusual protrusions like Capricorn Herbal Wine could not be deterred much.
But I murmured with a smile.
"After."
The crisis of death is enough in the ruins of Chilyo. Later, when my shaman becomes strong enough to be confident, it will not be too late to unravel the mystery of the anthem. I rushed down the road thinking the sudden downpour had slowed me quite a bit.
I ran again and again.
I felt like watching muddy water all day long.
As a result, I arrived at the rumble at least seven weeks later than I had originally anticipated. The town was affected by the rain on the way here because the roads were almost blocked.
Fortunately, the brawl is a well-groomed town with strong fences and banks, so there seems to be little damage. Perhaps because telescoping is the master of literacy and civil engineering, it is a sign that he took great care not to submerge his stronghold into natural disasters.
I went up the stairs to meet the scouts.
This time, Mangosteen wasn't doing anything. He unexpectedly met a 'guest' and seemed to be consulting on a routine in front of the house.
"... so, in my view, this is a chest win, but it's clearly the work of a fever... and there will be no further coolness or disaster."
The fat middle-aged man in a precious silk robe across from the mass was amazed.
"Mmm-hmm... What a marshmallow..."
"Rest assured. It's not a lucky prize, so you can make it up to you next year... You'll have to be a little considerate to reduce the peasants' repulsion."
"I'll take care of that. Anyway, thanks for the advice."
"Hahaha... You're welcome... huh?"
Something seemed to have found me standing at the entrance, talking about the masonry tree. And I was embarrassed and cried out.
"No, who are you to break through the breach?!"
Scang!
Scang!
"Who are you!"
"Identify yourself!"
Then four bodyguards standing next to a fat middle-aged woman in silk clothing drew their swords together. I knew they were top notch athletes, but I was nervous when I saw them with the strength and posture I felt. It has an incomparable combat strength compared to ordinary people, but is mediocre on a Muslim basis.
Am I getting too high of an eye? I'm sure they do quite well on the standard of general escort industry. '
Perhaps when I bumped into all kinds of top masters or golden statues, my eyes became glamorous. I said with a bitter smile.
"I'm a guest, too. I don't intend to play hardball, so I'll wait until the passenger's business is done."
The network shuts up and quietly tries to tell you what you've learned. Then he whispered something in the middle-aged ear. Then the fat middle-aged man shakes his hand.
"Draw your sword. I don't think a child like that is an evil Muslim."
"Yes, sir, sir."
The guards draw their swords. A middle-aged man, called an acquaintance, gets up from his seat and gives control over the network.
"Anyway, thank you, Mr. Manseng. I'll show my gratitude to the fancy tune later."
"No, my lord. I'm glad I was able to help you with this trajectory."
"Hehe... Let's go!"
Jubbuck Jubbuck
Shortly after, the Grand Master and four bodyguards went down the stairs and left. I glanced back at the telescopes sitting in my usual state, and he stared at me, pulsing his gaze for a while. Then he took it out.
"It looks like an unmanned man with a notorious aerial maneuver, but what do I do for a scout?"
"......"
I felt overwhelmed for a moment.
"Ah..."
I also know that his title is telepathic, a true telegrapher's favorite pupil, that he is unfamiliar, that he has no talent for magic, that he has a brain of the underworld, that he likes to study, that he likes to play, that he likes to fuck women, that he doesn't save his life to face the grumbling and evil, that he is a great journalist, that he is from the Imperial Planetarium, and that his lineage is in fact a corrupt black and white.
But hopelessness is the first time I've seen you in my life.
The only colleague I believed almost exclusively in when I was born - and the colleague who was about to die because of me - seemed depressed and emptied. My throat was hot and I wanted to get down on my knees and wail and atone for him right now.
[Chuckles] It's been a pleasure.]
A desperate smile.
And I still can't forget the feeling of my hand when I cut the mangrove.
But I only said it with my emotions in mind.
"I... I am white. I've come to ask you a favor."
"Wow, a Muslim client like you must be a big deal. Let's hear it."
He seemed to think I was a Muslim. I said calmly.
"... interpret the scapula of this object."
I went ahead and picked up an ancient jewel.
- Jiaying!!
And as he breathed his strength, the scapula door, which was shaded on the black with intense blue light, was revealed. When he found the Osteoch Gate, he seemed surprised. He stammers in surprise.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
He took the boulder from my hand as if it were a fishing rod and sat on his knees, observing the object as if it were pierced by a single eye. His eyes were engraved with childlike passion. After studying the bayonet for a long time, he calmed down and said.
"W-what's the price?"
"In return..."
"It's... it's a great thing, and I can't interpret it in one morning. Hmm... no, this time I'll do it special! He's bleeding out! I'll do it for free."
He also seemed to think that the bogeyman was related to the tiger - or the bopae itself -. Of course, you will want to see it with your life as a human and academic.
I smiled bitterly to see him.
"Free. Thank you for that. Then I'll be sure to come back to you in a few years to hear the interpretation of that scapula."
Then, Despair seemed to resist the expression of wanting to die. He was so happy that the telescopes couldn't manage his face. Well, if that sword is really Chiljo's sword, it would be good just to study it.
"Hahaha! Leave it to me. I will definitely interpret this. When are you coming, by the way?"
"......"
"Hello?"
I couldn't even look him in the eye.
So I barely said anything that came out of my gut.
"I'll come find you when I think I'm strong enough to overcome shame."
"Yes…? Do you like poetry? What are you talking about?"
"......"
Despite my confusion, I kept my mouth shut.
You hear the groaning of telepathy.
"By the way, my concubines are piling up all of a sudden. The station asked me to look at the astronomy charts, but a unique journalist like you came to visit. Living in peace and relaxation is my goal in life, but it's hard!"
"I'm sorry."
"Oh, I didn't say listen! Hahaha, come back anyways! I will certainly interpret until then."
Bring to boil.
My pathetic self boils...
When I heard the sound of grinning, I stopped sobbing tears in my eyes.
Until then, I was barely holding on to my shame, but I cried because I was pathetic and cowardly. I swore I wouldn't cry, but this time the inevitable flood of emotions was coming.
"I'm sorry...!!"
Kung
On his knees and knees, he was embarrassed to become one.
"Huh?! Oh, no, I was just kidding. You can't just cry like that! Oh, look at this guy."
I had to cry.
I now hold my sin before my eyes.
I was looking at the man who had been sacrificed in exchange for my folly.
And I was crying because I was annoyed with myself that I couldn't give up because I was going to fail so many times to gain strength.
"Then... I'll see you later..."
"Farewell, Hung."
I barely stole a tear and walked down the stairs from the palace of the dead.
As I walked down the stairs, I thought about my arrogance, but one thing was certain.
I can't help what's already happened.
We must do our best in the future.
'We have to move forward.'
I have no regrets about entrusting the legendary weapon to Mangrove. I feel lucky to be able to reward him like that. I also felt like I had been deepened by handing over something other than frills.
I'll come back when I'm strong enough not to be ashamed.
And then I will confess my sins to Despair.
In order to do that, you will have to train with your life at the Blue Dragon Cabinet.
If you stop, nothing will be solved.
'I will do it.'
Even if things get confusing and Yi Kwang kills them, I will continue to grip them and learn the art of ascension, even if I die at Jinzo Church!
Even if it takes decades!
That will be my way of overcoming failure and redemption.