Jinang (6)

 

Located in the southwestern part of Zhejiang Province, Shenxia

The mountain was the gateway between Zhejiang Province and Fujian Province and Jiangxi Province.

As it was a key point of transportation, there was a mountain house of the head of the Green Forest, the Pungrim Chae (風林寨), which is one of the pillars of the Sapai Clan.

And today, a visitor came to the house to meet the general voter.

"What is the matter with the filthy merchant babbling in the territory of our mountain men?"

"I'm just here to tell you what you're saying."

Located in Zhejiang Province, the largest black city in the Central Plains, the West Lake Black Poetry· The person in charge of the Black City was the Lord of the Dark Heavens.

It was the West Lake, located near Hangzhou, the capital of Zhejiang Province, and not far from Beijing, where the imperial capital was located, but the ability of the Emperor to build and maintain a huge black city in such a place was not in doubt.

He was the owner of the Dark Heaven who maintained the great black city by paying huge bribes to the grand viziers from all over the continent who came to visit the West Lake, one of the most famous spots on the continent, and providing them with various illegal pleasures.

Of course, the head of the Green Forest, the Leader of the Green Forest, had no respect for such a her.

"You're a despicable coward... Seeing as how you sent your subordinate instead because you were afraid that your hair would be cut off... Hahaha·"

In spite of the blatant provocation of the general voter, the representative of the Assassin did not change his expression at all.

"In the meantime, it seems that the Leader of the Sect has already forgotten the pact he made with the Lord of the Apostles in his mind."

"What did you say just now? My head hurts, so I can tell you to cut it off now?"

The gunman who had risen in momentum moved his hand toward the axe that was lying beside him and threatened him, but whether he did it or not, the deputy continued to tease with his mouth.

"A few days ago, Black City in Guilin, Guangxi Province, was attacked by bandits. Have you forgotten that we have made a pact not to attack each other in the four states?"

"Do you dare to doubt our green forests just because you are bandits?"

"Who would you doubt if you did? The warriors of the main association in Guilin Black City were exterminated. If you don't have a bandit who is as good as him, where are you?"

"Hmph· Maybe it's someone else dressed as a bandit..."

The gunman snorted and came out of the snort. I didn't really know that.

However, he was an agent who didn't care about the situation of such a total voter.

"If so, can we take care of this matter in our Dark Heaven Society? We will investigate the facts and proceed with the claim for damages accordingly as it is convenient for us. Through the Apostle Refinement..."

The meaning of that was obvious. Threatening to inflate and inflate the damage and cause great damage to the green forest.

That wouldn't be much of a deal for the despicable bastards who manage the black market.

Of course, he wasn't the one who would listen to the chief of the rock association asking for money, but the problem was the apostle lord.

'Damn it...'

He was a gunman who pretended to be an ignorant and brave mountain man, but he knew his head in his own way.

If you go out here, you will be tired in many ways.

"Okay· Let's investigate for ourselves to see what kind of people would dare to impersonate our green forest and do this. But all the time..."

At the same time, the leader who had no choice but to accept the other party's demands interrupted.

With a flash!

Before I knew it, the gunman's axe had come to a halt in front of the deputy's neck.

The sharply cut blade of the axe left a faint wound in the deputy's neck, and a light stream of blood flowed out.

"What do you believe in and why you are so free to flap your snout in front of me on the subject of an agent who is not even a member of the Dark Circle?"

It was a form of anger, but the agent did not seem to have any intention of responding to it.

"There's nothing left for you to kill me. In exchange for this task, he promised to send a large sum of money to my family. He also said that if I were to die and go back, I would not hesitate to investigate the facts and tell the Lord of the Apostle about the incident."

Seeing the look in the eyes of a man who was not worth his life, the gunman threw the axe back in a steaming steam.

"Tsk· You have to kill someone like Kangxi to get rid of it. Stop going."

But the steaming is just that he has no intention of killing the deputy.

After the deputy took the gun with an emotionless face and left, a violent wave began to surround the leader.

"Phew· I don't know what kind of bastard is selling our name, but I'm going to make you beg to be killed..."

With a glittering look in his eyes, the gunman summoned his subordinates.

* * *

Mujin knew the seriousness of the situation in the Qingshui dojo, but he had something more urgent to do, so he tried to look elsewhere.

First of all, after completely subduing the surviving disciples of Xiao Qingmen and Xiao Qingmen, Mu Jin approached Bai Jiahuan.

"I'm sorry for making such a fuss..."

“··· Nope· If you think that my sister or I might have been sold without knowing anything, then we are in a much better situation now."

"Have you ever thought about what you would do if you went to a hearing?"

After thinking about Mu Jin's question for a while, Bai Jiahuan shook his head.

Mu Jin breathed a sigh of relief and opened his mouth.

"Would you like to join us?"

"With you?"

"Yes· In fact, we are not from this area. I'm about to go back to my hometown, and I think I can be of great help to Yang's treatment, for example."

"Is that really true? How far are you going?"

"First of all, we are going to Jiangxi Province..."

Bai Jiahuan, who had reacted in surprise, looked at Bai Ga Ling who was holding him with a pensive expression on his face, wondering if he had any worries about the words Kang Xi Sheng.

Then, perhaps understanding the meaning of Bai Jiahuan's gaze, Bai Ga Ling shook his head slightly, and opened his mouth in a small voice that crept into an ant.

"Mandang Branch Bureau· 捨量沈舟 (捨量沈舟)·"

What are you talking about, Mu Jin tilted his head, and with a face that had made up his mind, Bai Jiahuan turned away from his brother and looked at Mu Jin.

"My brother has told me that it would be good if I joined you, so I will follow you regardless."

“··· Mandang Branch Bureau Saryang Liquor · Did that mean you agreed?"

"The Great Tang Zhi Guk means the same state as the Ten Tang Dynasty at the end of the Tang Dynasty, and the Saryang Invasion is a word that appears in the Hang Wu Period (項羽紀), which means similar to the Drainage Earthquake (背水之陣)."

“··· Yes?"

"Actually, I was worried that my sister would be able to go with me to Jiangxi Province. My sister understood my worries and told me that if I stayed like this, I would be ruined like the Ten Thousand Days, so I should take a gamble with my life."

"Was that so?"

Mujin shook his head at the story that made his head feel dizzy, and he gathered his senses.

After all, the bottom line was that we would be together.

'Then what now...'

It is not a problem to take Bai Ga Huan and Bai Ga Ling.

Therefore, Mu Jin turned his gaze and looked at the people in the hearing hall.

Thirteen children, including Baek Ga-hwan and Baek Ga-ryeong, who were originally in the small hearing, On top of that, there are seven people they rescued from the Black City of Guilin.

As many as twenty people·

Will it be possible to get them out?

In the first place, there was only one carriage, and even if we were to get an additional carriage, it would not go unnoticed when there were so many children and women with us.

And they are the Great Tiger Bond and the Northern Wind Flag Guk Golden King Chae and the Guilin Black City· On top of that, even Mu Jin killed the self-proclaimed Ji Hyun and the second son of the local Hu clan in a lone cannibalistic inn.

There may already be a chase, and sooner or later there will definitely be a chase.

Therefore, it was important to be as inconspicuous as possible on the way to Jiangxi.

But that doesn't mean we're going to leave all of them behind.

"Phew· If that's the case, I shouldn't have attacked this place in the first place."

How can those little children, who have lost the protection of the Lesser Gate, survive in this hellish realm of Safa?

On the other hand, if he had been unharmed, he would have been able to live happily here for at least a few months or years.

If they weren't going to be held accountable, even if they were the bad guys, it would have been better for them to let them go.

I wonder if he noticed such Mujin's worries.

"There is a way for everyone to sneak out to Jiangxi Province together."

As expected, as if it were a future Jinang, Bai Jiahuan opened his mouth in a confident tone.

"What's the way to do that!?"

In response to Mu Jin's question, Bai Jiahuan looked at his sister with a proud expression and opened his mouth.

"My brother said, 'Yu Daein Doeun Macgan' . . .

At Bai Jiahuan's words, Mujin looked at Bai Jiahwan with an expression that said, "What the hell are you talking about?"

And very fortunately, Bai Jiahuan soon explained the meaning to him.

"Yu Daeyin was the one who was supposed to come to visit me tomorrow, and when I looked through the ledger a little while ago, I saw that Yu Daeyin was a slave trader. And Doeun Maggan says to hide the rice among the barley. Just by looking at this ledger, there are so many slave traders in Guangxi and Guangdong provinces, so if you catch Yu Daeyin and disguise yourself as a slave trader, you won't be noticed."

“····”

On the contrary, it was ridiculous from Mujin's point of view.

'How the hell did you come up with such a scheme when you heard those two words?'

Come to think of it, even in the novel, Baek Ga-hwan often praised his younger brother, but judging from what he is doing now, it is not normal for Baek Ga-hwan to infer that from a few words.

* * *

Mu Jin and the others decided to follow Bai Ga Ling and Bai Ga Huan's scheme and decided to settle the appeal first.

After all, Yu Daiyin would only come after sunrise, so he needed to spend some time here waiting for him.

They coaxed the children who had come out at night into their rooms, cleaned up the corpses, and threw the subdued Xiao Qingwen and his disciples into a corner.

"Guys, let's get in now!"

"Uki! Ukiki!"

"Ahem· Don't worry· We'll be able to go somewhere better together soon."

The work of soothing the children was mainly carried out by Mu Yul and Lingling Bai Jiahuan.

Thanks to Baek Ga-hwan, who was always like the eldest brother to the children here, and Mu Yul's sunny face, which seemed completely harmless, the children began to collect their hearts little by little.

And only after the children returned to the hall did Mu Jin and Mu Qing begin to clean up the corpses, and Mu Gong locked the suppressed Xiao Qing disciples in a corner room and began to keep an eye on them.

Lastly, in the case of the clean water dojo, the clouding ceremony was held in the corner of the small hearing gate.

To be precise, he was treating the internal injuries he sustained due to the sudden onset of heart.

However, the meditation that began for Simma naturally led to meditation.

Naturally, the scene that came to mind a few days ago came back to the image world of the Qingshui dojo.

I remember having sealed myself away more than a decade ago.

* * *

Clean Water Coating ·

Nope· Cha Soon-il was a simple child growing up in a quiet rural village in Qinghai.

His father was no more than an ordinary herbalist, and his mother died young.

For Cha Soon-il, playing with the few children in the village during the day and spending the evening with his father when he came home from work was all his daily life.

The misfortune befell the small village, with a total population of less than fifty-two, after an outsider came to visit.

He rested in the village for a day and then left, and a few days later, he was released.

The stranger appeared with a band of bandits.

Of course, in a rural village of less than fifty years old, there was no money that a band of bandits could target.

"It's a!!"

In the countryside, there lived a beautiful woman who was worth more than the money and goods that did not match.

The sister next door, who was six years older than him, used to take care of him when his father went to work when he was young.

"Chisel · You can't come all the way here and take just one person! Kill all but those that seem to be of commodity value!"

Before the demon leader could give the order, they scattered in all directions and killed the villagers.

"Aaa

"Save me..."

"Please my child!!"

Women and small children who looked even a little bit began to be forcibly dragged away.

Cha Soon-il's father hid himself in a corner of the house with Cha Soon-il, but was eventually discovered by a demon who was searching the house.

Cha Soon-il's father fought back with his emergency sword to protect him, but it was not enough to deal with the demon who had made a living from plunder.

"Chisel · I think you can sell it..."

Cha Soon-il was a boy, but since he preferred boys, he had an appearance that was worthy of a commodity for a libido.

Therefore, the demon grabbed young Cha Soon-il by the left arm and tried to drag him away.

Shireung·

Cha Soon-il, who witnessed his father's death firsthand, grabbed the sword in his hand with a stunned face.

"Uh-huh... Are you going to rebel?"

The demon sneered, whether he was trying to enjoy the child's vain rebellion.

But at that moment, Cha Soon-il was seized with a strange sensation that he had never felt in his life.

It was definitely the first sword he had ever held in his life, but the first sword he held stuck to Cha Soon-il's hand as if they were lifelong friends.

“컥····”

Cha Soon-il mimicked the demon's sword technique, which he had only seen with his own eyes, and shoved the sword into his abdomen.

The unsuspecting demon didn't realize that the child had stabbed the sword until the knife was thrust into his stomach.

It was such a natural move.

However, there were countless muscles in the human body, and it was difficult for a ten-year-old child to pull out a sword that had penetrated his body completely.

"I beg you . . . Eat..."

With a hole in his belly, the demon grabbed the hilt of his sword and slammed it into the whimpering child's head, and with the help of its power, the child finally pulled out the sword that had been shoved into the demon's belly, and fell backwards.

“컥····”

The sword that had closed the hole was missing, and the entrails began to leak out, and the demon quickly grabbed the hole with both hands, but it was not long before it lay on the floor.

And that was the last memory of Cha Soon-il.