Volcanic Spirit

Kang Ho's great masters said that he was cautious about the post-marriage inspection system. It is known that he is so calm that he is not always happy, is not dazzled by the apparent phenomenon, and deals with things fairly.

But the reality was different.

He was so weak that he didn't show his feelings, seemed careful because he was scared, and tried to remain neutral as much as possible because he didn't want to be cursed at.

'If this is known, people will think I'm funny.

Danhak has always lived with this kind of mind.

It's different after all the hard work.

He didn't regard every penny as a fat dollar. The more he read the book, the more he seemed to throw off the shell that was tightly wrapped around him. And finally, it was only after I took off all my clothes that I could not get over.

So the gratitude for Lee Hwon was beyond imagination.

He wanted to return what he had received as much as he did not want to be hated by others.

He almost put Lee Hwon in danger.

The sense of shame and apology were beyond description.

'You're not a human being if this ends. I owe you, and I've made mistakes, so I'll have to keep repaying you.’

Thus, he gained the best drink by using his never-before-seen authority. When Hana returned to Lee Hwon's quarters, there was an unexpected scene.

"You came?"

Danhak couldn't take his eyes off those who were busier than Lee Hwon's informal speech.

"Who are all these people?"

Yi Hwon stretched out a glass of wine, lying obliquely on silk cloth. The series of quarrels filled the glass, tilting the glass, and exhaling elation continued like water.

"If you're a noble guest, you should have treated me like this."

Danhak couldn't find a reply.

Still, seeing two servants fanning themselves behind their backs, I wondered if this was the right place for Namgung Sega.

'You're going to get a gold medal.’

However, as the saying goes, a middle-aged widow opened the door and smiled and said,

"We're ready."

"Ah! Then ask me as I said before."

"I will."

The door opened and the musicians armed with seven cash and silk poured out beautiful melodies. And a woman whose voice was exceptionally clear recited a poem. When I asked whose poems they were, they were all called "Juju." After passing Do Yeon-myeong and Wang Hak-bo, starting with Lee Baek, the first pitch was Yeon-gu, which was not known even by Danhak's knowledge.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Lee Hwon gestured at Danhak, who was laughing in vain.

"I needed someone to talk to, and it's good to see you. Come and sit down. Where have you been?”

He seemed to have forgotten that he was asked to bring his own drink. Looking at the liquor Lee Hwon was drinking, the liquor he had taken from him seemed so insignificant.

He took his place with his bundle down.

Lee Hwon gave me a joke pouring wine.

"You haven't been plotting anywhere else, have you?"

"Huh, that can't be true."

Unknowingly, the end of the school was sad.

So I drank.

Whatever Lee Hwon said, the speed at which he was pouring drinks from his quarrels was fast. And Danhak began to be intoxicated and chatter even before the class was over.

"Me! But it's still a sword!"

"Right. The postmortem. Who doesn't know?”

"But isn't that too much? What a close relationship I had with Namgoongse! I didn't have any of this when I came. Even after a short stroll through the garden, I came back and it was past my meal! You're discriminating against people like this!"

Lee Hwon asked in a quiet tone while listening to Danhak's drunkenness.

"Dan, you must have had a lot of experience with Kang Ho, right?”

"Yes! There's no place I haven't been to the North and South Seas, and I haven't been to much of the North and South Seas."

"It would have been a good match for Namgoongse.”

"Why else would I lament now? I'm not the kind of person who's always that upset, and I'

Danhak took a deep breath and began to drink the whole bottle.

It's a very good phenomenon.

asked at a moment's notice.

"Then have you seen the man who has mastered Shinma?"

"Hmm."

At Lee Hwon's question, Danhak dropped his voice.

He seemed to be thinking hard, but he seemed to have experienced it just by looking at the atmosphere. So, he tried to change the subject and relax the vigilance of his studies.

"The depth of the volcano has been passed down to the whole world, and so will the mountain musicians and shamans. Don't you think Namgoongse should do the same?"

I asked not about other people's information, but personal thoughts.

Drunk Danhak just spoke his mind, so he spoke without much thought.

"Huh, sharing won't be easy. And Namgoong Sega's Ark is a little different."

"They all listened to it together anyway. How much did you change?"

to be different

Shim-deuk, which was handed down accordingly, was so grotesque that it was beyond human understanding. When one Lee Hwon threw an excuse, Danhak asked.

"Darji! Biryonggumzone was famous at the time, as well as being one of the most famous masters in his thirties. And this is a secret."

If this is the case, it's all over.

"Maybe it has something to do with the Simgum."

It was an unexpected secret.

Originally, the symbolism of the heart was the state of killing a person with a sense of consciousness beyond the spirit of a merchant. It was generally believed that it was possible at the end of the absolute horizon. In fact, they were sending out ideas, so there could not be any form. However, the most commonly used weapon was the sword, and the reason why the province flew in a straight line was because the painting was not good. However, it has not been confirmed whether a master of absolute intelligence will be able to carry out a sword. You can't ask the master of absolute geography to show it once, but there can't be many spectators in a desperate situation.

So it must have been something that felt like a heart sword.

"Ho! The Simgum. Wasn't it only in the story?"

"I don't know exactly. When I was young, I did small things with the empty guests of Namgoongse. Then one of the empty guests took a strange pose towards Maddo's remnant, and he died laughing."

When Danhak was young, it was decades ago.

If Biryonggumzon had delivered military service to the poor, it would not have been easier to control than gasoline at the rent price. Therefore, it was highly likely that he unwittingly opened it out of joy that he had mastered the new art.

"Who was it?”

"Who was it?"

Danhak sighed as if his memory was dimly filled with alcohol.

A moment later he bouncing his fingers and exclaimed.

"Ah! The man..."

Then he coughed in vain outside the door as someone intended.

"Hmm! Is there a dispatcher here?"

Lee Hwon kicked his tongue.

"Cuck! You don't give me a chance either.”

A strange feeling has been felt in the garden for a while.

However, he must have been sent by Namgoong Sega, as he appears to be stepping in at an important moment.

"Who is it?"

Despite Lee Hwon's blunt questions, his opponent was relaxed.

"Huh, don't be so heartless when you don't even know each other."

And then he opens the door without permission.

Lee Hwon narrowed his forehead when he saw an old man who was tall and handsome. The energy felt by Namgoong Chaehwang was giving off a little stronger.

That seemed to be on purpose, too.

As if you're waving your hand that what you're looking for is here.

"I've never seen you before."

Cheongjukhwi, a member of Gwangunsimni and a member of the four temples, raised the corners of his mouth as if he were treating his grandson.

"I've never seen you before, but I have a small connection with a volcano. I forgot my name, so I can just call him Chung Juk Hwi."

I couldn't give the word Volcano the thought of it.

It is possible to have a relationship with a manga lover.

"What's your connection?"

"First of all, congratulations on the founding of the Volcano Federation. Everything was difficult when I was in the volcano. Ah! I was the successor to the thirty-three. Though I'm an empty guest of the Namgoong Sega right now.”

The words of Danhak crossed my mind.

According to him, the Namgoong Sega would have selected qualified guests from among the poor, as well as direct and arbitrary, to convey the true interests of the Silla people.

Cheongjukhwi in front of him must have been one of them.

At the same time, the names of the conduits given by Seo Hwa-jong of the federation were crossed. At that time, Seo Hwa-jong was sorry to announce the existence of 33 dongs. Not only is he very powerful, but he is also said to be one of the most skilled craftsmen in the world. The owner of the Manchurian dynasty, Gaksangdongju, refused to join the company several times due to the robustness of the thirty-three Eastern states.

"Thirty-three dongs should bury all the distractions and worldly connections in thirty-three caves. At the time, when the invasions of the volcano led the archdiocese of Huacheng Palace to invade the volcano, Dong-ju crushed all the enemies in thirty-three caves."

"Huh, did the sexuality already have that level of ability?"

Sung-yin is the name of the current thirty-three Dong-ju.

Lee Hwon's face is distorted.

"Don't slur over his name."

Cheng Juk-hui laughed in vain at Lee Hwon's sudden provocation.

"Huh, what did you just say?"

"It means that it is unpleasant for a man like you to put his name in his mouth, who stays on the volcano all his life, and is striving to find only one enlightenment."

"Finishing is my priest!"

Yi Hwon put down the bottle and spat out the alcohol he had in his mouth.

He looked at Cheongjukhwi, looking as if a low-key wallpaes were picking a fight.

"The thirty-three-dong Goryeon is said to be accompanied by bone-cutting pain that is rumored even in volcanoes. But the bastard who ran away because he didn't like it, is now talking about distribution?”

Cheng Juk-hwi opened his eyes wide.

He had long acquired Yi Hwon's information through the Namgung Sega. Therefore, if he appears, he will feel the energy of Shinma and somehow get into trouble. He has already prepared countermeasures and helpers for him. However, seeing him being purely angry, I was filled with anger.

"If you are lucky enough to pick up a temperance and learn it, just be thankful! Did you even know how much the thirty-three-dong training is?"

Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth.

"I don't know. That's why I'm not going to 33 dong. But you ran away because you went. If you're a coward, a loser, and a weak-willed person, you're going to have to eat your food and die! How dare you judge the dead of a volcano by bait?”

The cheongjukhwi's face turned red.

Yi Hwon acted as if he knew all about Cheng Jukhui's plans. As a result, Lee Hwon's words continued while he was perplexed.

"I beat Namgoong Chae-hwang or the little one because I had some thoughts. By the way, you are the peninsula of volcanoes, and I must punish you.”

"What? Peninsular!"

"Yes! It's the Peninsula. If you left, you'd live quietly. It is no different from betrayal since the deceased of the volcano was kept in his mouth for the Namgung Sega. So I'll take you for a volcano, whether it's Shinma's Simdeuk or whatever!"

Clink, clink!

After kicking the table, Lee Hwon rushed straight to Chung Juk-hwi. As soon as Chung Juk-hwi's twin heads were dyed blue, a stream of shady energy poured out to resemble a shaman's face.

"Hey!"

The Namgoong tax is a fight within me anyway.

So even if he died, he would be buried naturally.

Cheng Jukhui thought so and operated the air force with all his might from the beginning. The moment I bumped into Lee Hwon's fist, I realized something was wrong. Isn't the strength of a course itself an aggregation of internal strength? Lee Hwon's fist, however, penetrated the strong flag like an awl and immediately aimed for the palm of his hand.

"Huh!"

The eyes of the cheongjukhwi were colored into the wall.

The same blue or energy has changed.

It must have been the energy of Shinma's deep learning.

‘······.’

Lee Hwon's instincts alerted him to the crisis. The moment I turned my head straight to the left, the perforated helix wiggled. It wasn't visible, it wasn't felt by the ears. One could know instinctively.

Passed on the right side with something to live in.

It was an intangible instrument.

"Oh, is this the deep-seated viryong sword zone?’

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun