Volcanic Spirit

16, it was right then, and now it's dead.

Lee Hwon left the road in a lighthearted way.

The horses, carts and empty jars were all passed on to the enemy soil.

Since I gave ten nyangs to Eunja, she seemed to take good care of herself until the day she returned. He lied to his single mother that he made money by selling 10 nyangs of silver. Still, he was not a bad person in nature to see him cry to live with his mother.

"Hungong! Please come back safely."

Contrary to concerns, I wonder if he is spitting at least.

The journey alone like that was comfortable.

"That's why people carry only one sword when they're on the Gangho Road."

He would have slept anywhere, eaten anywhere, packed everywhere and enjoyed his freedom. Hana Lee Hwon wanted to be free and not uncomfortable. Therefore, he generously used the slip of the item. He was treated the best in the best cup, and drank the famous liquor in the village. To be sure, alcohol has different land, and if the water is different, it tastes different even if it is the same kind. Even the care of the maker was added, and the wine of the poor family could not be ignored.

"Ah! This is really nice."

Lee Hwon was chatting with a man who was plowing the field and eating snacks. The liquor made by the man, saying, "The vision of the family," was like a cheap shopper. However, unlike the strong shippers, the sweet aftertaste was felt.

"Thank you for the drink. Use it to make alcohol."

The middle-aged man roughly stuffed the pockets Lee Hwon had put out. I have a hundred-nyang slip and three-nyang silver, so I will go home, check it out, and shout hurrah. Having a good drink and doing good things, a good award came to mind.

"It's high in the sky in autumn, and without clouds."

Lee Hwon traveled so slowly as if he were on a cruise.

If there was a scenic spot or a scenic view, I took the time to see it with my eyes. It is a place that would have been too much for the urgent mind before the return, but isn't it now so steeped in the leadership of a manga lover?

a month spent so crossing the Sanseo Fortress

recited countless verses, and danced the sword dance.

I think it's the season of heaven and earth, referring to the perfect autumn. The sky is high, the horse is fat, and the warp is empty. However, as alcohol, place, and atmosphere harmonized, my heart was always enriched. And finally, the destination appeared in the distance with clouds.

오taesan

It was the highest, steepest, and most famous in the northern part of Shanxi Province.

The five poking peaks were once considered the Three Great Mountains of the Star along with Botasan Mountain and Amisan Mountain. Thus, there were hundreds of temples within Mt. Otaesan and a thousand including hermitages.

"It's a famous mountain from afar, ·."."."··"

One such movie has long disappeared.

Under the shadow of a famous mountain of fire, all kinds of wicked people gathered under the pretext of repentance. Eventually, the monk left, the temple's signboard fell, and the wicked swarmed like ants. They dug the ground, connected the cave with the cave. There were so many cobweb-like caves that some even claimed to be connected beyond the fortress. So many decades later, Mt. Oh lost his old reputation, and he was notorious for being a dump in the midfield.

"Looking closer, there's nowhere like Mt. Bukmang."

Lee Hwon kicked his tongue and passed the entrance of Mt. Oh.

Where he is heading is the third peak.

The entrance to the station tower area is immeasurably numerous, like the nickname ant cave. Most of them were mazes that only acquaintances could pass.

So he's on his way to the entrance where he ran away.

"It's frosty here already, maybe because it's north."

Although Mt. Otae near Jangseong was late autumn, frost was everywhere, and the cold wind from the north flowed in and out like its own house.

Lee Hwon's coldness made his collar look like a habit.

Before his return, he was almost invincible. Therefore, it was hot after the return, and the coldness was unfamiliar and welcome. Now that the achievement of the perforated blood wheelbarrow has reached the castle, it is close to inviolability, but it has not given up its old habits.

"It's about time you came out, ······"

As I wandered around the third peak, I was annoyed. Hana Yi Hwon suddenly slowed down while complaining, and soon stopped.

It must have snowed softly in the shady vacant lot next to the mountain road.

But the snowy trees were more familiar.

"Ah! Already a clam."

Jomae is a plum flower that blooms quickly in the middle of winter. However, even though it is late fall, plum blossoms have already bloomed in Mt. Otae in the north. After several exclamations, he slipped into his seat.

Lee Hwon pulled out the stopper of his precious bottle and recited it.

"The front village is buried in the snow, and last night a branch blossomed."

Jegi, the ancient monk of the time, wrote the poem after seeing Jomae.

At that moment, however, someone sang the next verse as if they were responding.

"The wind carried a sweet fragrance, and the birds came to peep at the white, fine flowers. Ha-ha-ha! This body has come to peek like a bird, so don't be surprised."

Lee Hwon has already recognized the company's approach.

On the other hand, the man looked awkward when Lee Hwon was not surprised.

"I thought you were a poet, but you were a strongman."

The man, who came up with a shiver, gave off a quite unusual atmosphere. The roughly tied hair was full of grease, and the clothes were worn out as if to prove the roughness of the journey. However, his eyes full of guns, his mouth full of pride, and his seemingly balanced body made him feel the dignity of Ming-ga.

'Hoot! You look like you like to drink.'

In addition, how can we kick out the fire moths who are looking for a drink while crying out for their own food?

Yi Hwon gladly pointed to the rock opposite.

"You've taken away a good phrase, so you'll have to pay for it, right?"

The man grinned and held out a few slices of jerky in his arms.

"I'm not a beggar at all. Would this be the price of a drink?"

Lee Hwon smiled and said,

"That's enough to give you a full statement. I'm Lee Hwon. I'm from the island."

At that moment, the man's eyes quickly looked everywhere in Lee Hwon. He seemed to be looking for traces of volcanoes or Jongnam when he heard that he was from Seomseoseong. He smiled and joined hands as if he had not found anything suspicious.

"Call me Chong Cho-hong. I'm from Hobuk."

Lee Hwon took a sip and handed it to the man.

The jerky returned in return.

"Uh! What about this?"

Isn't it the beef jerky that was given as a gift with alcohol? It was a snack that was expensive and difficult to get, so only the masterpieces were eaten.

"You've had a pretty good life knowing. In Hobuk Province, you can say you made money by eating it."

Lee Hwon grinned.

"I don't have to earn money if I make a lot of money."

"Aing! You're a bad guy."

Jong Cho-hong tilted the bottle with a shiver.

And soon he opened his eyes wide.

"Ah! Good drink."

"Really?"

Lee Hwon was the best when he heard compliments about alcohol.

Jong Chu-hong gently closed his eyes and mumbled his lips as if it were not empty words.

"I fell asleep tired of the cold late in the night, and when I opened my eyes after struggling all night, snow piled up instead of blankets. I can feel the warmth of a hard drink from teasing my frozen hands and feet! That's a really good drink."

Lee Hwon said with delight.

"That's a good lead. It's a few friends who can comfort you when you're tired of life and lonely."

The bell-chohong also responded with bright eyes.

"Your capital is pretty good, too! You deserve a drink with this phoenix."

I don't remember hearing the nickname, "The ghost of immortality."

Then shouldn't we learn from now on?

"That's not it. You deserve a drink with your hobby."

Jong Cho-hong gave a big laugh.

"Fire and drink! The Dead Sea is the east, but I have never seen a man like you fit in in a moment."

Lee Hwon laughed at the thought of a manga lover.

"I have."

"Chew! There's nothing easy about it from the start."

There are two drinkers and a bottle of alcohol.

Even after a short conversation, the alcohol has already bottomed out.

"I'm afraid I won't get tired of drinking with you for three months and ten days."

Lee Hwon smiled softly, closing his eyes.

"My teacher said. There are empty ones, and there are empty ones. I emptied the bottle, but if I filled it with something else, today's meeting wouldn't be a shame."

Jong Cho-hong opened his eyes wide and exclaimed with exclamations.

"Kha! He is the one who has the leadership in heaven. I'd love to say hello if I have a chance next time."

Lee Hwon got up with a clean sweep of his hips.

"When the opportunity arises."

"Yes! If you have a chance."

"I'll let my brother."

Jong Cho-hong blinked his eyes, grabbed his belly, and giggled.

"It's not a hobby, it's a madman! Hahaha! Good! Next time we're meant to be together and meet again, let's pick a brother!"

They discuss brothers and sisters as a mere meeting.

One or two readily punched without any sense of incompatibility. And though they broke up abruptly, as if they had come suddenly, there was not a bit of regret in their expression.

*

Yi Hwon had to climb halfway up the peak to meet the people he had been waiting for. The man seen as the head came poking his teeth with a rusty knife.

"I've never seen you before."

The scar was common, and there were ten men who were not well off. They were blood dogs wandering near the entrance because they were not qualified to enter the ant cave. They were mainly like wild dogs that killed and looted novices who had come to visit ant caves.

"You know what an ant cave is, don't you?"

They were also the ones who beat Lee Hwon, and those who pursued him to the end.

"You don't have to be scared already, asshole. Just leave everything you have and go in. An ant cave is a place where you start naked."

Lee Hwon waited until he approached him with a scar on his face like a board.

"Take off your clothes first."

Yum Yum!

For a moment, the glare in the air grew dim, and the dog's neck was cut off. A beat late, blood spurted like a fountain in all directions.

Lee Hwon unfolded his three fingers and said,

"Just three kill. So if there's anyone who wants to die, don't fall behind and step up first."

The dogs did not attack the head even though he was dead.

Rather, he said he had no intention of attacking by pulling his hand off his waist or bending his back. As soon as they confirmed their opponent's strength, they ended up with a tail. They're people, but they act like dogs. He was a servant of infinite servitude to the strong, and of infinite strength to the weak.

"I'll never come near you again if you'll allow me again."

One Lee Hwon bent one of his three fingers.

"The moment you clench your fist, everyone dies."

At that moment two of the blood dogs struck a colleague on the neck, and cut his back.

Two people fell down in a sudden surprise, spilling blood, but the others still did not even move.

"Three people are dead, so please die."

Pavat!

The dog's throat fell from the surprise attack on his colleague.

Lee Hwon did not look back and moved his steps to the cave. The surviving blood dogs quickly dispersed without even taking care of their colleague's body.

'Give word. There's one more crazy guy.’

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun