Cheong sighed deeply.

“Are you talking about my heart again?” … ”

Cheong quietly looked at Mo Yongjun.

Pure eyes sparkled with anticipation.

“Hmm.”

Cheong tilted his head crookedly.

Isn’t this being done on purpose?

“But then, the breasts of a beggar you don’t know, that’s a bit like what you said. “Okay, wouldn’t it be better if you didn’t have a sister or something?”

“Uh, I have a sister, but… … ”

“Are you pretty? No. then-”

“My sister is so pretty! But don’t you know my sister? It’s very famous. “Of the five martial arts paintings, Geumyang Geomhwa is our older sister.”

“Then why don’t you go ask your sister? hmm. Why am I saying this? Anyway, leave one family alone, right? “Is that weirder?”

I was chatting as I was asked and fell into a brief error.

Wouldn’t it be better if they were brother and sister? Are you better than others?

While Cheong was confused, Mo Yong-jun brought up a story about his sister that he had not even asked.

“My sister went to Hebei to meet a friend, and we are planning to wait here for her and her friend to come and then go to the movie theater together.”

“Then, to that sister’s friend. no. This is also a bit strange. No matter what you do, the picture is strange. “They took something so small and rude.”

“Because my friend is a guy… … ”

“Hey, you’re really getting away with it.”

Cheong was impressed.

Either way, Mo Yongjun kept telling useless stories.

“But, my sister doesn’t have breasts at all. It’s flatter than Mr. Yu, who manages the garden… … .”

“Well, even Uncle Yu, wouldn’t it be similar if you close your eyes anyway? It’s just a lump of flesh anyway. hmm. Whether you or him, human dignity may be a bit damaged, but still. “Hmm, I feel like I’m falling further and further into the labyrinth.”

“But, Mr. Yu’s chest is all muscle. Even in the middle of winter, a man does not know the cold! “He just said this.”

Cheong scratched his head.

Ah, Uncle Yu was not a generous person, but a member of the Zhuge family.

By the way, it’s so bad that it’s pushed by the pectoralis major muscle.

I felt a little sorry for the Geumyang Sword Flower whose name I did not know.

Of course, from Cheong’s experience, there is no benefit in growing bigger.

My shoulders are always tight, no matter what position I sleep in, the pressure is so bad that it’s uncomfortable, and when it’s hot, I sweat and it’s hard work, so there’s really no advantage to it.

Although it is an inconvenience that has disappeared since the transformation.

Even so, it is a big problem even as an unmanned vehicle.

It is vulnerable because it does not have downward visibility, and the range of arm swing itself is limited.

Last time I was cut in half, I got hit by an attack that I could have avoided and it just hurt.

As a single warrior, he creates not one, but three fatal weaknesses.

Of course, Seomuncheong, the ultimate transcendent, is nevertheless powerful.

Still, I did not envy Geumyang Geomhwa.

But why aren’t you jealous?

That’s my proud heart-

hmm… … ? Why, why are you proud?

Why should I weigh my heart? … .

I felt like I couldn’t think about anything else.

Cheong quickly said something.

“But are you not only listening through that secret passage, but also peeking? “How do you know that you don’t have breasts?”

“No, I saw it while taking a bath together during the Mid-Autumn Festival.”

The Mid-Autumn Festival was a holiday roughly equivalent to Chuseok.

But taking a bath on Chuseok?

Cheong burst out laughing.

“It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival. It’s not like I go to the bathroom once every holiday. But Mid-Autumn Festival? “What about the Chinese New Year?”

The Lunar New Year is a holiday roughly around New Year’s Day.

“That’s not true. I asked my sister why, even though she’s a woman, she doesn’t have breasts and is flat like a man, she got angry and hasn’t bathed with me since then… … ”

“You really drove a nail into my sister’s heart.”

“That’s why I can’t tell my sister. If you talk about your breasts, they’ll get really angry. I think it’s a bit too much. My sister doesn’t even have breasts… … ”

The child puffed out his cheeks as if he was dissatisfied.

It’s not your sister who’s too much, it’s you.

But it was fun to hear, so I didn’t bother to say it out loud.

hmm. At this point, Cheong made a decision.

He was a curious, smart kid who just couldn’t learn to distinguish between sounds.

Because I am full of curiosity, I have no choice but to wander through secret passages and listen to what others are saying.

I’m smart, so I just remember that.

He has a bad mouth, which is a characteristic of all kids.

When he gets speechless, he starts talking about his life and talking until his voice goes hoarse.

In the end, one way or another, it was a soft request for the child.

Still, the kid seems really nice… … .

The fact that the master of this noble family consistently spoke with respect to his servants was proof of his clear personality.

You know Dannanah when you see her.

Not only to servants, but also to an old man I didn’t know who was just passing by, I either said ‘hey’ or ‘there’, so if it weren’t for the free service I received as a female member of the council, I would have become the world’s worst bitch.

“You can’t talk like that carelessly. “Don’t you think your sister was upset when she said that?”

“uh. that’s right… … .”

“Would you feel good if someone went around saying you peed on the blanket?”

“oh.”

The child’s eyes wavered.

Cheong was sure of that.

This guy is cheap.

“I don’t like that… … .”

“okay. “You know what I mean, right?”

The child nodded.

As expected, the kid is nice… … .

Just because he could communicate well, he had the highest personality among the kids.

When Cheong’s crooked posture became comfortable again, Mo Yongjun urged Cheong.

“By the way, when can I suck my breasts? I get scolded if I walk around for too long… … . ”

“No, did you leave your breasts with me? What kind of laundry is my chest? Suck your breasts? This is a very sexy dream. “It’s going to be a very big deal.”

“But you did get gold, oh my! They must be looking for me! Breasts next!”

It was only then that Cheong realized that he had not yet returned Geumja and that he had not told her how cruel a crime it was to covet the breasts of a woman who was not his lover.

Mo Yongjun stamped his small feet and gently floated up into the air.

It was a wonderful and supreme performance that was not typical of a child.

Cheong shouted as he watched the back rapidly retreating away.

“Hey, take the gold! hey! “Slut’s dream tree!”

And then, in Cheong’s hands, there was a yellow golden porcelain.

It was brand new and had not even been touched by human hands.

Of course, it is dirty or clean, but the value is the same.

But it was not something a beggar could use.

Moreover, in fact, Qing is not in a hurry for money.

If I just went to a pawn shop and left the Moonlight Sword (No. 9), it was obvious that they would give me a bunch of gold because it was such a famous sword.

Since you can go to a store called a pawn shop later by paying more money, if you meet your partner when you open the box, all you have to do is get it back in the form of a pawn book.

However, when a beggar walks around buying food, he is much more noticeable than a slovenly female warrior.

And the mindset was completely different when I couldn’t eat because I didn’t have money to buy it, and when I didn’t have to, even though I could eat as much expensive food as I wanted, like now.

“I have to return this… … ”

I went to the dojo where Mo Yong-sega was staying and said, ‘I. Seomuncheong. Taoist elder, ahem.’ If you do this, you will also be able to meet a dreamy little boy.

But why? why me?

Anyway, the little boy is stubborn, so it’s obvious he’ll come back.

You can return it then.

And we need to provide some sex education as well.

If this is left as is, a shady devil will be born who will ruin the family from the five generations to the four generations.

Cheong reflected.

Now that I think about it, when Master was teaching me, he held back tears and applied that harmful radioactive substance to his fist.

Thanks to you, my student has been reborn as a proud woman of the political faction. Oh, I miss you, Master.

A child’s education should be provided by the family.

However, you shouldn’t just watch this happen, saying that it’s not your child and it’s none of your business.

It is an adult’s duty to lead a lost child.

So it was time for the Qing to fulfill its duty as well.

This damn kid. Just try to come back.

The Qing began to arm itself mentally like a dictator.

Today’s dinner was Seoryang Banjeom after a long time.

Seoryang Banjeom always served a generous amount of everything, so it was really nice to be treated like a beggar.

Just give me ten coins for a meal and they will serve you a large amount of stir-fried food that day.

In fact, business is not that good, and the taste is a bit inferior compared to other restaurants.

Instead, it was a mediocre restaurant that competed on quantity, and it wasn’t that business was failing.

In particular, the generosity of alcohol was good.

Even though it is a sour liquor, it can be used in place of vinegar in cooking.

The generosity of giving a treat and giving something to someone just because they have had a drink is a merit that is rarely seen in shopping malls.

The only thing I’m worried about is.

“The flower beggar has arrived again.”

Flower beggar is a word used to call Cheong at Seoryang Banjeom.

In fact, Seoryangbanjeo is not just nice to Cheong because he is friendly.

When food was brought to him, he ate it so deliciously (it’s not an insult, it’s an accurate expression to say he ate it), so there were quite a few customers who were annoyed by the sight of him.

Thanks to this, the amount of food given to Cheong was gradually increasing so that he could stay longer.

I couldn’t help but think that people were becoming more generous to Cheongya because they were regulars without knowing the circumstances.

Cheong is a beggar and knows nothing except Tao.

“It’s getting warmer now.”

“Okay, it’s really spring now during the day. “Okay, will you serve the banquet this time too?”

“Yes, please.”

Lady, we shouldn’t become friends.

But Cheong doesn’t do that, he pretends to be a beggar to avoid making connections with the assassin, and this is how a familiar face ends up appearing again.

Should I stop coming here now? … .

Hmm, thinking about this makes me feel a little better.

If I do this, it seems like I’m a bit of that kind of person.

For your information, in Cheong’s hometown, there were extremely introverted monotheists who would quietly stop walking when a store clerk started to recognize them.

In Cheong’s view, a few words of greeting are all that’s needed, and there’s no need to talk to the clerk all the time, so he wonders why it’s so difficult, but everyone has their own difficulties and the magnitude of them is also different.

Jeomsoy brought a tray, a pile of steamed barley-rice-bran mixture, various stir-fried vegetables, and a large bowl of alcohol.

I gave the world two bowls.

Cheong smiled.

I was in the middle of eating it with accompaniments.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoop, whoop.

The inside of the spot seemed to be noisy, and then the sound of rushing footsteps came closer.

Soon the guests rushed out, some turning pale and others with smiles on their faces.

The former is a surprised person, and the latter is already accustomed to the commotion that is common in Gangho, so he likes it because he wasted money on food.

The sound of sharp blades clashing inside the spot.

Cheong frowned.

What are the people who go on a rampage at a cheap restaurant that is neither a guesthouse, nor a tea shop, nor a restaurant, but a place where you can eat as much as you like and have no need to spend money?

I’m curious, so I’ll have to take a look quickly.

Cheong quietly headed into the guesthouse.

Heukyeongtujam, a stealth technique that Cheong learned at the Demonic Cult, is of a red grade.

It was also an art that Jeomsoi, who was crouching behind the long table blocked under the single seat, did not dare to notice.

“No, what’s going on?”

“Wow! It’s a surprise! Oh, are you a flower beggar? Hmm, why did you come here again? “Don’t criticize me for no reason and just go out.”

Jeomsoi, who only spoke solemnly to Cheong, was so surprised that his natural tone suddenly came out.

“They say the most fun thing is watching a fight.”

“A fight is like a fight. What can we learn if we watch the martial arts masters fight? “It’s fun to watch gangsters fighting on the street.”

Fighting meant that shit fighting was fun.

Cheong nodded in agreement.

“To me, they are like gangsters or something. hmm. So what’s going on?”