Volcanic Sphere

Two-thousand was a small town between Yeongnam-hyun and Yeongbok-hyun. It was also the place where the damho and the Nam Nam Pha's unarmed people unloaded their luggage.

They unpacked the little guesthouse in two thousand. Originally, I should have arrived at the backdrop where the Shaolin was at this time. But this delay was due to the determination of the Panamanian disciples.

The procession opened its doors, and other disciples, including the elderly, followed him to Damhoe. And the price was desperate.

“Huff! Huff! I think I'm gonna die. ”

“I feel like my whole body is being dismantled. ”

As soon as they entered the guesthouse, the unarmed of the Nampha screamed. In fact, their condition was also very poor.

Broken, split, and bloody, it seemed like it was rolling from the battlefield.

It wasn't just what it looked like. The majority of them were large and small internally wounded. The person who suffered the biggest internal injuries was in the middle of the attack.

In fact, his face was pale without a vein, and his legs were shaking relentlessly like a lion. Nevertheless, his eyes were shining brighter.

Sowoul told them.

“Well done, everyone. Come on, let's get you to your rooms. ”

“Yes! Sager. ”

“You've done a lot of good. ”

After the disciples greeted Hae Nam Pha Sowol, they headed to the assigned room. They took the precept by the wall before going up the stairs.

“Thank you.”

“I'll carve it deep into your teaching chest. ”

Their eyes were filled with awe. Damho looked silently at them.

They greeted up to the last one and then returned to their respective rooms. It was only then that the moon approached Damho.

“Thank you.”

“ ……. ”

“It couldn't have been easy, but that's what I care about. ”

“It was no big deal. ”

“It may not be a big deal for someone, but it can be a heartbeat for someone who can't go on for life. Thank you.”

The Moon bowed. But Damho headed to the vacancy without much answer.

This kindness to someone other than the Volcano disciple was also a strange experience.

Damho sat down and looked around. There were a lot of vacancies in the guest glass because there was still time. The majority of the people who stayed inside the guesthouse were ordinary people who were not familiar with it.

They looked at the wall and the moonlight with a frightened expression.

The unusual atmosphere of the wall and the seemingly unruly moonlight gave the general public great fear just by looking at it.

Some of them were already standing up with their eyes open. In response, Thao So-moon made a bitter look.

“We think we're fighting for justice, but it doesn't look that way in their eyes. ”

“ ……. ”

“You don't have to be afraid at all. ”

“There is no one who is not afraid of tigers. ”

“Yes?”

“To them we are tigers. No one believes that a tiger with a big molar and a sharp claw doesn't go through with it. ”

“ ……. ”

“Can you guarantee that it won't hurt you? ”

I couldn't say anything.

It is because the words of Damho are like a well-knifed sword.

“Phew! I want a drink. ”

After leaving, Sowol ordered a bottle of liquor from Juxoy.

She was exhausted when she got here. Although he was invigorated by the inadvertent accompaniment to the wall for a while, it was true that he was basically mentally ill.

When the juggler brought the liquor, the seaweed filled the cup. The wall that was watching him also filled the glass with liquor.

“A tiger..... ”

At the end of the month, Najib recited and threw the cup into his mouth. I used to have a strange drinking taste.

I tilted my drink without saying a word.

When I looked out the window, I saw the sun just setting. The sky, which was caught by the sun, was watering with blood.

The red sky is contained in the inclined drinking cup of the wall. Damho put the sight in his mouth rather than look for a long time.

I used to be sober.

It was then.

“You're a terrible drunk. Why don't you just give me a drink like that? ”

Suddenly, a strange voice echoes before their ears. And a terrible odor provoked a sense of smell.

The olfactory moonlight frowns and looks at the opponent.

Speaking to them, this was a middle-aged man who seemed to be in his late fifties. There was a mixture of white hair in the hair of Bonduonan's feet, and a stream of water was flowing in his face.

The clothes that looked normal at first sight were actually made of a number of pieces of cloth.

"You're right, aren't you?

But what surprised her more than that was the rope that was kicking him in the waist.

I thought there were seven knots. At some point, it may not be a big deal, but there was a group that revealed their identity in this way.

Without knots, there was only one group of introductory disciples, one general disciple, three juniors, and seven elders in the world.

“The Elder of Openness? ”

I trembled. He smiled, revealing who the beggar was.

“Ho! My brother-in-law looks like she's got a big mouth. That's right! I'm the Elder of the Open Cold War. Well, tell me your name, and I won't know it. You can call it a closure. ”

The beggar, who declared himself a cold-roller, sat down for four years. Then, in a hurry, the month of December17 rose and took over.

“The Seasonal Season Moon sends its greetings to Senior Winter. ”

“You must have been a seaman. Nice to meet you! I'm so lucky to see one of the Gumuros here. ”

A cold-blooded gaze turned to the wall sitting on the other side of the month. Just as Thao So-moon did, Damho also thought he would reveal himself. But Damho was drinking without even paying attention to the cold-blooded gaze.

His brows frown for a while. But he reached out his hand to Damho and said,

“Haha! Won't you give this old man a drink too? You have a curly neck.”

“ ……. ”

But Damho only looked at him and did nothing. The troubled month hurriedly handed him a drink.

“Here.”

“Hmm! Thank you. But your brother is speechless. It's usually quiet. ”

An uncomfortable planting appeared on the face of the coldness.

He wasn't just a beggar. It was a beggar who belonged to the opening. It was also an elder with seven knots.

It was not a position to be ignored as a beggar, nor could it be easily treated by the Old Moon.

The vanguard with the most grammar in Kangho (), that was the opening. Although he rarely performs any demolition activities until now, this did not mean that his status was lost.

At that moment, Damho raised his head and looked at the coldness. The two men's eyes met in the air.

“Umm!”

The moment I saw the deep sunken eyes of the wall, the coldness spilled an unknown invasion.

He was proud to have suffered both prenatal and postnatal periods as a beggar of openness. I met so many people and experienced it again. Because of this, one eye of the beholder was proud to be accurate.

The clown had the ability to pierce through the trajectory of life, even with his face and his eyes. However, the moment I saw the black eyes of the insensitive damsel, the coldness felt cursed for the first time by his ability.

It may look black to others, but the eyes of the cold-blooded wall only look red.

It's more beautiful than the bloody sky behind the back of a dam.

He crossed the mountains of numerous corpses, and possessed a bloody scent that only those who crossed the sea of blood could have.

There were so many unarmed people in Kangho, but there was only one man with such a bloody trajectory of life. At least I know the cold.

He opens his mouth close.

“You are a..... advisor. ”

“ ……. ”

“What a relief! More than rumor. Damn it!”

The coldness pours a glass full of liquor. It's because I suddenly have a sore throat.

Suddenly, a cold-blooded, sober man got up from his seat and took over.

“I will greet you formally. It's a cloak of openness. Forgive my chastity. ”

“Damho.”

Then Damho opened his mouth.

I could have seen it rudely, but I didn't think of the closure that way.

The opponent was a volcano horse.

It was he who separated the letter "volcano" from the letter "volcano."

His delegation had never been behind the closure of a massive organization called Openness on its back. No, rather overwhelming.

Damho was a man who deserved it.

The clover gazes at the wall with a new eye. I approached the seemingly unusual figure, but I didn't know that the target was a Kwon Ma Dam Ho. So it was pretty embarrassing.

Damho looks at the coldness. The eyes, which had no knowledge of the innards, were heavy, but the coldness was not inherent.

Then Damho asked.

“Has the opening resumed its activities? ”

The coldness smiled bitterly at Damho's question.

The sanctity was formerly so great that it was called the Old Testament, but during the first invasion of the pagan church, the opening took a huge blow and, in the meantime, refrained from foreign activities.

Unlike the solid old-fashioned moonshine, there was a lot of openness, but not a lot of unspoiled masterpieces. Because of this, it took me a long time to raise the right masters.

I did not fully restore the old holy world, but I was forced to resume my activities because the situation was not so good.

“Yes, I am. I can't wait to see how far the devil can go. ”

“Do you have a record? ”

I was silent for a moment to see if the coldness was blocked by a sharp horse like the one of Damho's fangs. Damho looked at him, and only in the middle of it, he didn't know what to do.

“Phew! Are you rubbing your tongue? You're selling your boobs really hard. I'll be honest. The opening still hasn't restored the old sanctity. Too many masters died during the First World War. That led to a lot of anarchy, and the vision was cut off. Over the past decades, I've tried desperately to save the martyrs I've worked for, but it's no use. But a few years ago, I had a gig to revive the martyrs who were in charge, and I was able to train a few masters. That's why I can say it. The main house has plenty of room. ”

“ ……. ”

“Can we get another drink now? I've said too many words, but I have a burning throat. ”

The cold-roller gives a drink to Damho. Damho glanced at his hand for a moment and gave him a drink. I sighed with relief.

“Khh! After living, you will also drink the liquor given to you by the horsemen of the world. It's an honor.”

The coldness drinks in a single breath. I drank without saying a word. The drinking continued in such an awkward atmosphere, and the people in the cupboard quietly watched the two of them.

No one knew the two letters' Kwon Ma ’, no matter how much they lived in a world that had nothing to do with mud. The same was true of the opening ceremony.

Now it's shrinking a lot, but there's no place in the world without beggars.

It was also a great honour for them to see the great place played by the Bokma and the open elders.

The clover only opens its mouth after another glass of ointment puff.

“I was very lucky to think of it. It is true that the Tae-chang, who was known to have died during the Great War, returned. Thanks to him, I was able to revive the martyrs who were lost at the time. ”

“Blacklisted?”

It's called "The Golden Beast." He's the best elder in the house. ”

“When did he come back? ”

“This was years ago. I was really surprised then. The one who thought he was dead is back in shape. ”

“Is he really a golden dog? ”

“Are you doubting the best adult in the main house now? ”

Suddenly, the voice of the cold rose. The elder of the opening raised his voice, and the air in the bowel quickly cooled. But there was no change in the expression of the wall sitting at the front of the collision.

He was still looking at the coldness. The coldness turned his head, as his eyes were heavy.

‘Damn it! What a look.... ’

It was a moment when it made sense to kill people with the eyes. A real dizzy person seemed to stop his heart just by looking into the eyes of the wall.

“I'm just asking. What's the problem?”

“Khh, Khh! ”

“Is he really a golden dog? ”

“There's no doubt about that. ”

“Is that so? ”

Damho's eyes sank deeply.