Hassan (3)

 

"Have you been doing anything wrong? Mujin Monk·"

"I was fine. How are you doing?"

The guest who suddenly came to Mujin was none other than Liu Xuehua, the Golden Hell Leaf of the Tianyu Upper Stream.

"Thanks to the efforts of Monk Mujin and Zheng Mu Meng, I had no problems..."

Her smile catches the corners of Mujin's eyes.

Mujin asked the question again to collect himself.

"Come to think of it, Tianyu Upper must be in the middle of a busy period right now, so what is the matter here in Songshan?"

In response to Mujin's question, she kept a calm smile and said calmly.

"I'm just here to see you..."

It was a calm answer, but for some reason, Mujin's heart pounded violently.

Her calm words were more harmful to his heart than the dreaded Hunyuan Shrine Technique that God had used.

'Why is this?'

Mujin found it difficult to understand his own condition.

‘··· Have you been lonely lately?'

This was the only reason that immediately came to mind.

Come to think of it, just because I had to deal with an enemy named Shincheon, I gave up my love life and devoted myself to fighting martial arts.

Considering the danger of the enemy of Shincheon, it felt irresponsible in many ways to have a love affair while it wouldn't be strange to die at any time.

To those who believe in you and are with you, and to the lovers who have made love with you.

But now the biggest obstacle is gone.

I had vowed to enjoy alcohol, meat, and love after the descent, but it was hard to keep my wits about me when I came in with such a hook.

"You mean you came while you were busy trying to see me?"

Mu Jin asked, trying to hold his mind, and Liu Xuehua replied with a gentle smile.

"You don't have to worry. I've already taken care of my busy stuff..."

The Tianyu Upper Realm had been lining up Shaolin and Zhengmu League for a long time.

On the other hand, he was playing a tug-of-war with the Tianhao Grand Brigade and the Galaxy, which were lined up on the side of the Divine Heaven and the Apostles.

Now that the Priesthood and the Divine Heaven have fallen, The Tianyu Upper had to absorb their businesses quickly.

This was because they could take advantage of the opportunity and aim for the empty spots at the top of the galaxy and the top of the galaxy.

After all, as much as Mu Jin had been busy, Liu Xuehua had also had to wander around the Central Plain, barely sleeping for the past half a month.

But it wasn't just that he couldn't visit Mujin because he was busy with work.

"I wanted to visit you a little earlier, but Monk Mujin also has a lot of things to sort out, so I thought it would be better to give him a little time, so I'm here now."

If he wanted to, he could have left his work a little and come to see Mujin.

The reason she came here after work was to be considerate of Mujin.

She knew that after the war, Mujin would also have a lot of work to do. After all, it was Mujin who did the most in this battle.

That's why she waited for Mujin to take care of all his busy affairs and calm down his mind and body.

And Mu Jin could see that her words were not just an excuse, but a sincerity.

Rather than exaggerated words and gestures, a calm tone of speech is more sincere. And the eyes that stared at Mujin as if there was no falsehood were also one thing.

Mujin looked into her eyes for a moment, and then involuntarily turned his head to the side.

'Was she so beautiful?'

My heart was pounding. I don't think I was okay before, but I was very conscious of the fact that I was alone with her in this room.

Despite Mu Jin's somewhat awkward reaction, Liu Xuehua just smiled and looked at Mu Jin.

Naturally, Mu Jin's mind remembered the image of Liu Xuehua that he had seen when he was a child.

When we first met, I was just a child.

Of course, she was about two years older than Mujin, but she was just a timid girl who was dependent on Sibi and couldn't decide anything for herself.

Then, little by little, it changed, but it was more like Mujin felt that the object of his dependence had changed from Sibi to himself.

Well, she seemed to be a little more active than before, but in the end, she just felt like a little sister.

One day, When Mu Jin was seriously injured by King Nang·

She had said something that looked like a confession to Mujin.

As the golden hell leaf of the Heavenly Stream, he will take responsibility, so why don't you give up the martial arts and live by your side?

I was grateful for that, but from Mujin's point of view, it was more like a little sister throwing a tantrum.

And when I met her again after a long time, many years later. Liu Sulhua had changed.

I didn't mean it in a bad way.

He didn't rely on Mujin, and he didn't throw a tantrum. But that didn't mean he had become indifferent to Mujin.

She tried to understand Mujin's choices and paths, and she tried to be considerate.

Just like the way she looks now.

She had gone from being a child to an adult.

The woman who has had a crush on him for many years· Above all, a woman who can now lean on each other's shoulders as equal adults.

While his heart was pounding, Mujin thought about it.

'Do I really need to put up with it?'

Anyway, he had made a pact with Hyuncheon to descend, and now that Shincheon had collapsed, it seemed that there was no need to ignore this feeling.

That's why Mujin was a little more honest about his feelings.

"I wanted to meet you too. Lord Sulwhath·"

Before Mujin's words could be finished, her face stiffened as she was smiling sweetly.

Mujin, who thinks he must have made a mistake, is about to add something in a hurry.

Flowers bloomed·

A smile bloomed on her face, which had been smiling faintly until now.

And a drop of dew dripped down the petals.

A single tear was streaming down her smiling eyes, as if the emotions she had been holding back had leaked out without her knowledge.

And Mujin stared at her smile, frozen as if struck by lightning.

It was the moment when the flower was etched in Mujin's mind like a flower seal.

* * *

From that day on, Mujin continued to have a serious encounter with her. No matter how much you feel like it, you can't prepare for the ceremony right away.

Well, in this day and age, I don't know if that's natural, but Mujin himself was a little reluctant.

Then the day finally came.

To commemorate the victory in the war against the Divine Apostles. And to commemorate the end of the war. Above all, the day when the Murim Congress will be held to elect the next political leader.

Mu Jin took Liu Xuehua and the carriage of the Tianyu Upper Stream and headed leisurely to Hunan City.

Of course, only the carriage in which the two of them are riding moves leisurely. The wagon that followed was full of metal.

It was Mujin who had no intention of neglecting exercise even during a relationship. And Liu Xuehua also understood such Mujin.

No, it was Liu Xuehua who started running a rehabilitation exercise business thanks to Mujin in the first place, so she was also an exercise addict in her own way.

As we moved around leisurely, enjoying iron and muscle lengthening surgery together, we were able to arrive at Hunan Province before long.

There, the place where the foundation of the Political League had been laid in the past had been rebuilt. The building of the Political Alliance that was destroyed by God.

Of course, it was the skill of the top of the heavens.

The Tianyu Merchant Society, which had absorbed the business of the Grand Prize and the Galactic Merchant Pavilion, and above all had a near-exclusive contract with the Political Affairs League, was now showing off its prestige and ability close to the top of the world, beyond the Great Realm of Heaven and Heaven.

And as befits the name of the Moorim Games, various events were held there.

Among them, the one that attracted the most attention was the Dragon Seal Society.

It can be said that it is a remnant of the Wulin League, which has now collapsed, but the Zheng Mu League continued the tradition of the Dragon Seal Society.

Mujin's feelings as he watched the late indices of the political factions competing on the off-stage were strange in many ways.

It wasn't a feeling of, 'I used to be like that back then...'

‘··· Do you think I can leave?'

Funnily enough, the average age of those who participated in the Dragon Seal Club was not much different from Mujin's.

Come to think of it, Mujin is only in his early to mid-twenties.

It was the age range to be seen as a late index in Murim.

In the first place, Mujin, who won the last dragon bag club at the age of eighteen or nineteen, was something strange.

However, Mujin, who has something to do with other competitions, can't go to the Dragon Seal Branch.

While spending time with Liu Xuehua and watching various events. All major events, including the Dragon Seal Branch, have come to an end.

Finally, the grand finale of the first Moorim Congress held by the Political Affairs League has begun.

"It's a pleasure to meet you in Wulin's East Island. Binseung is the head of the Political Affairs League."

Hyuncheon's greeting on the stage reverberates with applause and cheers from the people who came to the Murim Games.

Raising his hand lightly to calm them down, he spoke again in a voice imbued with the spirit of the Buddha.

"But since you are a monk who has the intention of the Buddha in the first place, I do not think it is right for you to be tied up in worldly affairs for too long. So I wonder if I will be here today to elect the next leader to lead the Political Affairs League."

Before his declaration was over, shouts rang out from around the stage again.

After waiting for them to calm down for a while, Hyun Chen gave a brief explanation of how the next leader would be elected.

"In one way or another, our political affairs association is nothing more than a group of Murim people. Therefore, the basic method of election will be Bimu. The ultimate winner will be elected as the leader of the party through a bimu that suits the method of the political faction that does not use slaughter."

"Is it something that anyone can participate in?"

Someone hurriedly shouted a question, and Chen Chen replied with a gentle smile.

"Even so, I will limit myself to such a way of causing problems. Nearly a month has already passed since the end of the war, so I'm sure you've all heard about the last war. If anyone who wants to participate in the election of the leader of the Empire comes up to the stage, the members of the Wurim Circle will decide whether or not to do so. If you support the participants, please applaud and cheer vigorously. If you don't have the support of the Wulin Fellow Monks, then you are not qualified to take over the position of Commander."

After Hyuncheon's declaration, the crowds gathered around the stage looked at each other.

A man strode toward the stage with a stride.

He was none other than Huang Boak, the head of the Huang Bo family.

Hwang Boak considered himself qualified. He was a good martial artist, and he had made some merits in the war.

'Hmph· The Lord of Fierce Covenant has kept the covenant. Oh, are you the former Lord now?'

Thinking of that, Hwang Boak stepped forward and was about to go on the stage.

A thunderous roar erupted.

'Hmph· After all, everyone recognizes me."

Huang Boak thought of such a thought, but somewhere in between the shouts, a strange word came out.

"It's a god!!"

"The Divine Monk is running for the position of Commander!"

"Cancer! If you're a god, you're worthy of being the Leader!"

'Shinseung?'

I turned my head in a strange way and saw a young man with a familiar face next to me on the stage.

"Gulp..."

Swallowing dryly, Huang Boak hurriedly bit the leg he was about to put on the rain stage, and stopped.

Then· Mu Jin, who was the first to go on the stage, looked at Huang Boak with a puzzled face.

"Huang Bo Se Ga · Weren't you going to go on the offstage?"

In an instant, the eyes of those around him were focused, and Huang Boak hurriedly exclaimed.

"I was just here to get a closer look..."

He didn't need to humiliate Huang Boak any more, so Mu Jin nodded once and headed to the center of the stage.

In fact, Huang Boak was the first to move, which only caught Mu Jin's attention.

Like Hwang Boak, there were not one or two people who stopped while trying to go to the off-stage.

All of those present had seen or heard of Mujin's inaction in the war that day.

In particular, all the masters who challenged the position of Fierce Leader had personally witnessed Mujin's inaction in the war that day.

It meant that everyone knew that if they had a fight with Mujin here, they would only end up being embarrassed.

Except for one.

"Qingshu, stop!!"

"Hold on to the clear water!!"

Suddenly, there was an uproar among the crowd dressed in shaman's robes.

Qing Xu, who had no interest in the Blind Leader's position, drew his sword and tried to lift it when Mu Jin stepped onto the stage.

Naturally, the eyes of the Wulin disciples who had gathered around the stage turned to the shaman, and the faces of the shaman masters who were holding the Qing Xu were dyed red with embarrassment.

For some reason, he felt sorry for him, so Mujin called out in a loud voice with the Naturekeeper on board.

"If Qingshu is not interested in the position of the Blind Leader, why don't you hold a separate dance after the election ceremony is over?"

"Alone?"

Mu Jin nodded at Qingxu's words with a twinkle in his eye, and Qingshu, who was about to have a seizure, instantly calmed down.

"Phew..."

The shamans, their faces reddened with embarrassment, sighed in unison.

However, after all the fuss, no new people came up on the off-stage.

In addition, after waiting for about a day, the prefectural heaven announced the interior of the city.

"Since there is no challenger, I hereby declare in the name of the previous Blind Monk that the Divine Monk Mujin has assumed the position of the second generation of the Leader of the Political Affairs League."

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