Guiryeongsan (1)

 

Mujin, who had heard the whole story, asked with a stern expression.

"So you mean that Salmak's killers came in this morning?"

In response to Mujin's question, Hyedam, who had cloth all over his body to heal the wound, nodded with his characteristic blunt expression.

‘··· Is that why you made such a mess?"

It was a surprise in many ways.

To be able to clean up this much in just a few hours of fighting...

There were a few blood stains everywhere, but there were no pools of blood or corpses.

I have heard that more than two hundred people have died here.

In addition, the halls and the floors of the walls were just broken. The casualties were considerably less.

They were stealthy and poisoned their weapons, so they weren't completely harmless, but they were minor compared to the damage they had done.

But that's just when you think about it objectively.

“····”

At least there were casualties, so the atmosphere in the Shaolin precincts was very serious.

In such an atmosphere, Mu Jin glanced away and looked at Mu Qing.

‘··· That's why I was using that weird heroism."

The first time I saw Mu Qing tied a stubble of cloth with the words "Anti-Demon Defeat" written on his forehead. Mujin thought that Mukyung was being bullied by Hyekwan again.

However, even Mujin had never expected that Hye-kwan had been killed by Salmak.

Mujin was worried about Muqing in many ways.

He always seemed to be bullied by Hye-kwan, but they had lived together for nearly a decade. It was a period of disgust and affection.

Hyekwan wasn't a person who expressed affection with words.

Mu Jin knew that the bullying was ultimately an act to teach Mu Kyung, and he was probably aware of it to some extent.

If the relationship between Mu-jin and Hyun-kwang was like that of a grandfather and grandson, then Moo-kyung and Hye-kwan were like uncle and nephew, who are disliked by adults but are fun to be with because they do a lot of bad things.

He sacrificed himself to stop his own rampage.

Of course, Hye-kwan didn't think she had made a "sacrifice," but it was more likely that Moo-kyung thought so.

When Mujin was wondering how to appease Mu Kyung.

Mu Qing, who had been quietly observing the situation, spoke up first.

"Monk Chief· I have a request."

"Tell me..."

"Why don't we directly attack Guizhou Guiling Mountain, where Salmak's stronghold is located? Monk Chief·"

“!!!”

Hyuncheon, who looked surprised at Mukyung's suggestion, asked.

"Mukyung-ah· I know your heart well. We, too, are saddened by the death of Hyekwan Sajil. However, it's too dangerous to go there for personal revenge."

"It's not out of personal vengeance. Sajo didn't track down Salmak from the beginning, but he eventually succeeded in locating their homestead. Salmak are those who make money by murdering, and they are the ones who live with great sins. I just don't want to waste the information that Hye-kwan found out at the cost of his life."

“····”

In response to Mu Kyung's answer, Hye Guan looked into Mu Kyung's eyes without saying a word.

Isn't that just a justification for revenge? I was worried that she was going to go blood-mad again.

However, even after a bloody battle with the killers last night, Mu Qing's eyes looked calm.

However, even if the martial arts did not go crazy, not all problems would be solved.

There were many problems involved in striking the home base of Salmak.

When the room manager, Hyuncheon, and the people around him were thinking about this issue.

An unexpected voice intervened.

"I don't think it's a bad idea. Hahaha·"

The owner of that voice was Zhuge Muhuan.

He came to Shaolin with Mu Jin, and he waved his fan gently and said with a hidden face.

"Why do you think that?"

Zhuge Muhuan replied to Chen Tian's question.

"It was said that the Salmak Warriors attacked Shaolin in the early hours of this morning, so they must not have received any real news from their stronghold yet. If we leave now, we might be able to get there just in time for them to do something about it."

"But it's too dangerous to strike a slap in the face of a possible factional civil war soon."

At Xuanchen's words, Zhuge Muhuan replied with a folding fan.

"That's a matter that should be thought of in reverse."

"What do you mean by the opposite?"

"On the surface, it's a civil war between political factions, but in reality, it's a war against the forces of the 'Shincheon,' isn't it? Monk Chief· And the forces called Shincheon have already reached out to Safa as well. Perhaps, if a civil war of the Zheng faction begins, the Sectarians will attack Shaolin at the right time."

“!!!”

"So it's better to remove the flesh now, even if it's for later. And most of all..."

After pausing for a moment, Zhuge Muhuan raised the corners of his mouth and said with a fake smile.

"In wartime, what soldiers like me fear most is not the valiant enemy, but the killers. Hahaha·"

Mu Jin let out an exclamation in his heart.

When I asked him why he was suddenly helping Mu Kyung, he insisted that he kill him because he wanted to live.

After all, he cared about his own life.

However, Xuan Chen didn't fall for Zhuge Muhuan's words so easily.

"No matter how much the Apostle interferes in the future, I cannot afford to send him to Salmak in the midst of an imminent civil war."

"You don't have to worry too much about that. Fufufu · The Shaolin Divine Dragon has already sown the seeds..."

“???”

“???”

Zhuge Muhuan's words made not only Xuanchen but also Mujin look at him with a puzzled face.

'Seeds? Am I?'

Everyone looked puzzled, so they opened their mouths to explain Zhuge Muhuan.

"When it comes to partisan fighting, the cause is life. Do you know why?"

"Aren't they trying to pretend they're good guys?"

Mu Jin replied, spreading Zhuge Muhuan's fan and unfolding it.

"That's true. So why do you think you're trying to pretend to be a nice guy?"

“··· You don't want to be fingered by the others?"

"Well, to put it bluntly, that's true... Specifically, there are two main reasons. The first is that political parties are not a unified organization."

“???”

"Let's think about it briefly. Even if it was the Old Faction or the Five Great Worlds, if they were to wage war against all the heavy fire factions in the entire Central Plains, would they be able to win?"

"Oh..."

It was only then that Mujin realized what he was talking about, and let out a faint exclamation.

The entire Shaolin and the entire Middle and Middle Plains are at war? Of course, it was Shaolin's must-win. This was the same for the other old and the other five generations.

The number of masters may be too big for the old and the five generations, but the difference in numbers is too big.

"That's why it's so important. It's dangerous if you continue to act unprovoked and lose to all of them. And the second reason is similar, but it's to make your allies think they're right. Human beings can be cruel when they do what they think is right. On the other hand, when you do something that you are afraid of, you tend to hesitate."

Mu Jin, who heard all the other party's stories, had a puzzled expression.

It wasn't that I didn't understand the explanation. Jar·

"Why are you talking about it now?"

I just didn't know why this story was so important.

"That's why I wanted to tell you that the cause is so important in a political party. And now there are two opposing causes in the political faction. Thanks to the seeds that the Shaolin Divine Dragon left behind when he left the Reaper..."

"Oh..."

It was only then that Mujin realized what kind of seed he was talking about.

On his way out of the Reaper, he proudly declared that he was not guilty.

In addition, as Zhuge Jinxi and other allies remained there, there was room for the CCP to spread the word about our cause.

"When there is such a big divide in causes... It is difficult for political parties to move recklessly. Each faction needs time to clarify its position, and the war is bound to start only after it has been settled to a certain extent. In other words, I've got a few days to spare."

"And the slap in the face will also strengthen our cause."

"Yes· Monk Chief· What could be more right than to strike a group of killers as a branch of a political faction?"

Zhuge Muhuan, who succeeded in convincing Xuanchen, put a characteristic fake smile on his lips.

It seemed to Mujin that he was happy that the flesh had extended his lifespan.

* * *

In the end, with Zhuge Muhuan's persuasion, it was decided to attack Salmak's stronghold, Guiling Mountain.

But it wasn't a decision to launch a major invasion.

If the number became too large, it would inevitably stand out in many ways, so it was decided to send a separate unit organized as a kind of small elite.

Nearly a hundred killers were killed by Hye-kwan and Mu-kyung, and well over two hundred slaughterers died again during the Shaolin strike this time.

Salmak had already suffered a great deal of damage, so it was judged that a separate squad of masters would be enough to attack.

Also, Salmak didn't need to give him time to do anything, so the squad was quickly assembled.

"Sajo· I'll come back."

And this time, Mu Gong, who was to leave Shaolin as a member of the Star Brigade, greeted his ancestor Hyedam with a class captain.

It felt awkward.

At first, I thought it was because of the way he always looked stalwart and had bandages all over his body.

However, even though she looked more like a patient, Hyedam was Hyedam. He was still looking strong, as if injuries didn't matter.

Then, where was it awkward?

"Be careful..."

To Mu Mu Mu's greeting, Hye Dam replied with his characteristic heavy tone.

‘???’

It was a strange thing. The reticent Sajo he knew was the kind of person who would have just nodded silently and ended it instead of saying hello.

And that wasn't the end of it.

"On behalf of me, who is responsible for protecting Shaolin, destroy the evil enemies. I will take upon you all the sins that you will accumulate."

It was only when he heard that that he realized where he was awkward.

Hyedam's eyes, which always seemed indifferent,

Even when she scolded him, she didn't feel any emotion, for she could feel a hint of emotion in her eyes, which made her even more frightening.

Because of the years they've been together, Mu Gung has been able to grasp the kind of emotion, even if only vaguely.

“··· I will destroy all the evil enemies and return safely."

Hyedam nodded silently at Mu Bound's determination.

* * *

Shaolin's Star Squad set out on Songshan·

There were about twenty of them in the Separate Battalion, and most of them were great disciples, except for the unaccompanied disciples, and some of the most outstanding of the two great disciples belonged to them.

Instead of moving in a straight line from Henan Province toward Guizhou Province, which is located to the southwest, they first moved southward.

After a half-day of travel, they arrived near Tianzhong Mountain in southern Henan Province. From then on, Mu Kyung led the group.

And after a while·

He stopped in front of a small, sticking out of the ground hidden in the bushes of the mountain road.

"Sajo· I'm sorry I'm late..."

With that, Mu Qing opened the bottle of wine he had brought with him and began to pour the wine on the open ground.

It was the one that Hye-kwan had given to her in the last battle. It could be said that it was the last keepsake that Hyekwan used.

And that slender piece of land could be said to be the temporary graveyard of Hye-gwan, which Mu Kyung hastily built in the midst of the urgency.

“····”

He poured wine without saying a word, and just stared at the tombstone in silence.

It was a matter of urgency, but no one was willing to wipe out the martial arts.

No, the others were also silently dressed as well, each saying their last goodbyes to Hyekwan, who had already departed.

After a little time has passed...

After controlling his heart, the martial arts officer turned around and took the prefect to the four brothers and the elders of the recluse.

"I'm sorry for the delay..."

"Don't worry about it..."

"We also needed time to collect ourselves."

At the Shaolin elders' benevolent answer, Mu Qing bowed his head once again.

Just as he seemed to have finished his final greetings, the two Great Disciples of Li who had been with the Star Brigade approached the tomb.

"Then I'm going to take Huiguan Four Hundred to Shaolin."

"So be it."

They were not the ones who came to kill him, but the ones who came with him for a while to lead the corpse of Huiguan to Shaolin.

The two disciples carried the corpse to the coffin, along with the soil from the ground where the Huiguan was buried, and then carried the coffin in the direction of Shaolin.

Shaolin's detachment, which had been watching Hui Guan return to Shaolin until the end, turned in the direction of Guizhou City.

This delayed me for a while, but it was a phone call.

As they turned towards Guizhou City, their faces were filled with sadness.