Volcanic Spirit

25, flew like a butterfly and drank.

The moment I climbed Nakan Peak, the world of stars unfolded.

As soon as he stepped onto the top of the mountain, the storm was enough to match Nakakbong's name, saying that even wild geese should rest. The weather between late autumn and early winter disappeared as soon as I passed the truth after passing the rock inscribed with Hana Sutra. And the space of a manga-pat, full of warmth of a spring day, took its place.

'Cheon-rak will play well with the dog.

Lee Hwon wasn't too worried about the high heaven and earth.

His mastery of English was to the extent that he had risen to the level of magic. Therefore, if he didn't meet the super-time masters, he would not be able to notice even if he passed by.

"Brother!"

A bright voice came out to me as if I had come to my hometown.

"Have you come? Have you eaten?"

The old man greeted his son, who had left home in the morning, lightly as if he had returned for dinner. Lee Hwon shook his head. Roh was only weak at drinking, and he was good at cooking. That's why I purposely missed it until morning.

"What do you have?"

Roh looked up and down at Lee Hwon and disappeared into the kitchen, as if nothing had happened.

"Just eat what you serve."

I don't remember my parents, but if I had one, I think it would be like that. The humming came out of the way, and the steps naturally light. I heard that home is the most comfortable and comfortable place in the world. After putting his hips on the flat surface that has now become his place, he always looked at the plum forest in full bloom.

'You're pretty as hell.'

Lee Hwon smiled and looked around the ordinary area.

There were pots of liquor everywhere so that people could drink alcohol whenever they reached out. Seeing him ready like water, I could even relax.

"There's a saying that houses are the best."

After pouring a lot of alcohol into the gourd, the music flowed out as soon as I drank it.

"I've found your old house today, and now I can see the teacher in my eyes. I don't miss your pot of liquor, nor do I miss your lead."

After a drink.

"I just miss you for giving up your fame and interests and living freely in the arms of volcanoes and plum blossoms."

It was the first pitch that Baek Keo-yi, a teacher of Chum Eum, visited Do Yeon-myeong's old house and recited it after he was appointed to the award ceremony. Someone sniffed behind his back the moment he called it to his heart.

"You looked fine on the outside. Did you get internal injuries? The dog stops pooping. How can you stop drinking?"

Lee Hwon poked his lips at the old man's sneering remarks as he served the table.

"Oh! What's wrong with you, brother?"

I couldn't help but feel a prick inside.

At this moment, Lee Hwon's topic was Shinma's enlightenment over alcohol. That is why he felt self-reflection, and did not accompany him as punishment.

"But I don't see you. You couldn't have gone down Nakan Peak."

As if it were a good thing, Roh took the bundle and sword.

"There is a big feast in the village beyond the mountain. I'm thinking of going and wishing him a happy birthday because the chief there is an old acquaintance of mine. But I was worried that I couldn't leave my seat, but you came just in time."

Lee Hwon exclaimed with exclamations.

Roh is the symbol of the volcano, Maehwa Geomju, and is also the death penalty of a long-term writer. With the exception of the conch, he was called the Volcano First Sword, so people who wanted to interact would not stop. However, I was deeply impressed by the fact that he was trying to continue his relationship with a local government.

"Goodbye. Buy a lot of delicious food when you come back. By the way, where is your teacher?"

The old man pointed to the back of his quarters after packing up his luggage.

This hill protrudes like a hump from the top of Nakanbong Peak. Yi Hwon was also a place where he sometimes went up to the hill and drank like a madman.

"I had it a few days ago at the closure."

Lee Hwon opened his eyes wide.

"Closed."

It was rather poisonous to be lazy to find a way to persuade the manga-flavored man. If the building is closed, it will not be finished in a day or two. Lee Hwon, who wanted to hear his enlightenment right away, is in a situation that is like a bolt from the blue.

Hana smiled and said, "Maybe I misunderstood Lee Hwon's expression."

"Ah! You don't have to worry. Your health is better than usual. He said he just got a little clue. He smiled and went in, saying, "I think I can get some out of it'

"Oh, thank God. When will you come out?,."."·······"

"I said I'd finish it before the first snow. By the way, you're here, so you can come back from the mountain of work. It'll take about Dalpo, so please take good care of your private residence."

The beginning of winter is not as long as you think.

He readily nodded at the thought of going to Gwaneum-dong in Yeosu.

"Goodbye. Oh! And there's a child in Nogun-dong. It's called Gocheonrak, ······."

This time, neither did the old soldier shed his ear.

The stream, including Nogun-dong, was closed to students due to the ban on volcanoes. Furthermore, foreigners were in violation of the laws of the private sector.

"Hey! I know you're reckless, but you shouldn't cross the line!"

"Brother, that's not it."

"Don't call me brother! "The laws of volcanoes, ·······."."

Lee Hwon had no choice but to act as he did in dealing with the hearing. Goh Cheon-rak, who I met in Gangho, was a disciple of the Jongnam faction and had a brother-in-law, so I thought I might bring him home.

"The Jongnam faction?"

"Yes."

The old man stroked his beard for a moment and nodded his head.

"There's no way a student of the South would have had a brotherhood with a drunkard. You must have borrowed the name of the volcano. Then he must have changed his mind about the volcano. It's better than that. I'll try to persuade him to come in as a student of this school."

He allowed Go Cheon-rak to visit with a different plot.

"One not here. You have to stay only in Nogun-dong."

"He likes snacks. You'll be fine."

"Okay, then I'll trust you."

I wasn't worried about the future.

If you're going through a rough patch, you'll be able to act accordingly.

"By the way, I'm the problem."

Lee Hwon talked to himself and raised a glass of wine.

My butt already itched to think of staying alone in a monastery without a manga lover. So I spent my time tilting my glasses constantly. I drank it like water, and I chewed it like rice. As he drinks without draining his spirits, there is no way he can't help being drunk.

"You're so amazing, too."

Lee Hwon stroked his chest.

The source of the perforated hemophilia is the pursuit of the optimization of the body. And it kept me calm. However, even if I drank alcohol all night long, I didn't feel repulsed. It felt like a loyal dog that would follow him unconditionally when he said he would do it.

"Yes, you've lived a dirty life once. Now that I'm living again, I'm going to live in peace. Don't you?"

They are white wine, yellow wine, and fruit wine.

I drank strong liquor and mild liquor separately, and mixed them.

"I'm the booze! I'm about to drink! Shinma! Tell him to get out!"

No one can blame you for talking nonsense.

Lee Hwon drank to his heart's content in his own world.

I forgot about the passage of time and deleted the whereabouts of the Manga Chug and Go Cheon-rak. It's just that I don't expect the old man to be Dalpo because he hasn't returned.

"Yes! Let's see who wins!"

Unlike a few days when he equated alcohol with himself, he antagonized it today. With a strong will to win, he poured himself into the pot. Now half of the alcohol is drunk and half of the alcohol is spilled, but I didn't care. Isn't it a blessing to be able to drink to a drunkard?

"Hahahaha!"

Lee Hwon opened his eyes thinly while laughing so hard that he could see his Adam's apple.

The yellow one was soft in the air.

After looking at it for a long time, I thought it was a butterfly.

Since Joo Won-kyung was restricted from entering the area by the truth and institution, it was impossible to access not only butterflies but also birds and wild animals. He seemed to have come with him when he and the elderly came in and out.

Lee Hwon looked at the butterfly and thought of a distant dream.

"Jang-ja told me. Whether I'm a butterfly, or I'

The eldest son is also an adult who laid the foundation for the city, but he is as outspoken as calling his next-door neighbor. I was bored enough to take off my pants and play with Taesangno-gun if I could ease my boredom.

"Let's check it out today!"

Lee Hwon raised himself with a grin.

Every time the drunken clothes fluttered, it was full of a stale smell. Even he smelled like a woman's perfume or an anti-nang he carried around.

The butterfly soared up in the breeze.

Yi Hwon flew along the butterfly.

Although he had been soaked in alcohol for days and days, the blood vessels played their part as always.

Pavat!

After lightly floating, I chased the butterfly and it was climbing over the tree. As soon as I climbed the tree, I saw a different landscape than below. The forest full of plum trees fluttered like a ball of cotton whenever the wind blew.

A butterfly fluttered on it like running away.

Hana Lee Hwon thought it was a temptation.

I began to walk on the tree even though I stumbled like that.

A great warrior would have created a martial art based on butterfly movements. Hana Lee Hwon still said, "The achievement of the perforated hemophilia remained in the castle. That's why it's only natural to walk on a tree imitating a monument. Even as I was walking drunk, I was in danger of falling every moment.

"Hahaha!"

Yi Hwon stepped on the shaky branch and jumped up.

Then the forest came at a glance.

And I saw something colorful that I've never seen before.

The plum and green leaves were seen through the pins of the plum and red plum blossoms.

"Huh! Don't step on your teacher's favorite plum flower."

Lee Hwon ran on the leaves, revealing his old-fashioned ideas. Every time he stumbles, he picked plum and drank it as a snack, and he tilted the club on his side to drink.

Walking on the trees, walking on them again.

So while I was drinking a few rounds of the whole forest, I learned two things.

The first was a butterfly.

There is no way to know when and where it disappeared.

The second was an indescribable sense.

"What is this?"

As if possessed by something, Lee Hwon walked over the trees to avoid the plum blossoms and recited them. After going around dozens of laps, I found out through my body, not my head.

"Was it a road?"

And a startling reality hit the brain.

Throughout the walk over the plum grove, the blood vessels never activated.

*

"Yes. You mean you're a disciple of the sect?"

At the old man's words, Ko Chun-rak nodded in a polite manner.

"Yes."

"Somehow he said it was unusual to hide his mettle. "Which deceased man in Jongnam did you study?"

Go Cheon-rak paused.

The oldest person in front of him is Seo Hwa-jong, the eldest writer of the volcano.

He is smiling now, but when I first saw him in Nogun-dong, he said, "I'm a foreigner." If he hadn't taken out the nameplate of the pro-South Korean faction, he might have been dragged away and confined in a brain cell. So, after a moment's thought, he replied, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, but my teacher told me not to make my name known because the vision of the matter is not complete."

Jang Moon-in exclaimed.

"Oh! Was it the law of the gutter?"

Go Cheon-rak sensed that it was time to save his words.

Those with high social status and good intelligence, they ask questions themselves and answer them. Sure enough, Jang added a nod.

"Cheongmok, he was very sensitive to foreboding as he trained in the sub-trophy. You look like he's quite a hit."

"Sorry, I have nothing to say."

"Click, you've got a good student. It's good to see you not forget your teacher's orders and be careful until the end."

Jang Moon-in spoke to Chang Gong-jando.

"By the way, what you said was true? You mean that Maehwa Sword really took her disciple, right?

Go Cheon-rak nodded his head fast enough to strain his neck bone. The reason why Jang Moon-in forgave him was not because of his performance as a student of the Jongnam faction. Regardless of whether they are pro-South Koreans or sorim, they cannot tolerate foreigners who violate the ban on private affairs.

Brother, I'm sorry. I'll have to live first.'

In the end, he called Roh and Lee Hwon a priestly relationship. Then Gocheonrak becomes a guest who visits his brother's house, not a foreigner. If he said that he used plumage as his brother, he would have wielded a knife for disrespect, regardless of its authenticity.

"Yes, when Maehwa Geom-ju went down the mountain a few days ago, he told me to be careful about my approach because you were in the air."

It is a lie that I wish I could step down at this point.

However, Jang Moon-in was happy to hear that Roh, who had been staying away from volcanic waves, received his student.

"Let's go for now. If you are a disciple of the death penalty, you should at least say hello.

Go Cheon-rak was in a state of limbo ahead of the Long March.

"Uh! I'm not good at studying so I can't get through here."

Hana Jang Moon-in said after naturally putting her hand on her shoulder.

"Why can't you climb Nakan Peak when you've already come to Nogun-dong? Haha! I'll help you. Let's go together."

Go Cheon-rak poked his lips with his head down.

'Damn it! You're half-

In the end, Jang Moon-in crossed Janggongjando Island, wrapped around Gocheonrak's body. And as soon as I climbed Nakan Peak, I saw Lee Hwon running over the Maehwa Forest far away.

'Damn it! I'm screwed. I'm doomed. He's drunk again today. Who would believe that he was a disciple of plum-black?'

Go Chun-rak confirmed at that moment that the hand of the long-term writer, who had wrapped his shoulder, was loosening. As soon as I was trying to spread the street, I could hear Jang Moon-in muttering.

"Huh, I can't believe he's got the ticket at a young age!"

Go Cheon-rak squinted his eyes and looked at Lee Hwon.

In the meantime, Jang Moon-in murmured, "You are also a death penalty," and "What will happen to your distribution?" But to him, no matter how much he looks at it, it just seems like a drunken man is trying not to fall away.

'You haven't met anyone since you climbed the volcano.’

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun