Volcanic Spirit

Seven, a bottle of liquor changed the world. (3)

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It is the center of volcanic waves, and its main location is of course Jinmu Palace.

It was a place to discuss and decide all the big events.

Usually, there were not many agendas.

It was all the more so after volcanic waves were pushed out of the moorings into the non-mainstream. The old woman protected the volcano, but she could not hide the decline. So today, instead of discussing the issue of Kang Ho's safety, there was a conversation about small events taking place in Seomseoseong Fortress. And at the end, Manmugakju, the great disciple, raised his hand to ask for a voice. Manmugak was responsible for the island's western provinces during the volcanic wave's external affairs.

"This is news that came in this afternoon. The silver seller in Hwabukjang has set a retirement date."

The elders let out an exclamation.

"Huh, if you're a master of silver, you're just over sixty. You must be happy to see your granddaughter in her old age to retire already."

Eun Ho-tak, the owner of Hwabuk, is Myeong-sook, who once had enemies in the Moorim League and had conquered Gangho for nearly twenty years. He chose Seomseoseong as a place to rest in his later years because he was close to volcanic waves. He also built Hwabukjang because he lived in the north of the volcano. At least he ran to help me when I had a problem with volcanic waves. Therefore, the elders chatted with Eun Ho-tak in celebration of his retirement. As Kang Ho-in said, "That's the reason," most of them were not good. Therefore, he said he was blessed just to spend his last years in good health.

"Given the public notice, are you trying to wash your face with gold?"

"Yes."

Gold powder wash is a double-edged sword.

Usually, after publicly announcing one's retirement, he or she takes the auspices and holds a feast. And he announced his retirement by washing his hands on Friday night.

This part was important.

As soon as you wash your hands in a basin made of gold, all the grace of Kang Ho disappears. Therefore, it meant that both grace and resentment should be resolved on the spot. Therefore, a person who committed a bad deed could not dream of doing anything like gold dust. In a word, only those who were confident in their lives were entitled to retire to the whole world.

The elders smiled around their mouths.

"Eun deserves to be washed in gold. Then Bonpa should go celebrate his honorable retirement.”

"The Seven will have to go, and to what extent do you think of the scale of the celebration?"

Maeng Yum-chae, the seventh of the great disciples, burst into laughter.

"Of course, I'll go."

Maeng Yum-chae was well-built for Doga's pupil.

Most of all, he looked like a woodcutter when he took off his uniform because of his rough beard.

"Eun Ho-tak, he has nothing to see except money. So I won't mind if I take a few. Make the Manmugakju comfortable and staffed."

The more people in celebration, the better.

Hana Manmugakju had an embarrassing look on her face.

"If you go to Hwabuk Market, you'll have to stay for three or four days to think about your relationship with Eun Jang-ju. Then, it takes about 10 days to get to and from the airport. At the beginning of the year, there aren't many students who can save that much time in their home."

The elders' faces darkened.

I have a lot of work to do, but I have no one to do it.

Wouldn't this also mean the decline of the volcano?

Then the horseman raised his hand.

It was an early footnote.

Originally, only great disciples were allowed to attend the meeting at Jinmu Palace.

However, the initial angle was an exception. It was because it was not possible to devote a great student to managing the apprenticeship of the volcano. As a result, Yi Dae-ja took charge of the footnote and even attended the meeting of Jinmugung Palace.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a yo-yo-ja. So what does the death penalty mean?"

He expressed his intention with the permission of the writer.

"From Lord Baeng, we began with a celebration and ended with snow. Just because you go to a private residence doesn't mean you're disrespectful to the owner. Above all, if it's the reputation of a silver seller, there will be a lot of customers. There's no need for a lot of people to go and make it a mess."

The elders' expressions were a little brighter, to say the least.

Chang Moon-in smiled at the well-talented shootings.

"So?"

The supercarrier added a horse.

"A couple of students with a single master's degree would have the basics. The reason I brought up a story that even the four white men and the master would know is because I have a request."

"The reason why the Taoism of the volcano continues is because people like Sajil use their strength. If it's not too much, I'll listen."

"I would like to be accompanied by the first-degree angle of the line."

Elders, including Jang Moon-in, have a firm look on their faces.

It is no wonder that those who were here did not regard the superconductors as Mundo.

"Hmm."

"They're not official gatekeepers. So I'm not going to dress up like a volcano wave. However, if you can broaden your eyes by looking around the world and develop good acting skills in your heart, it won't be a loss for this team. Think of it as taking your inner circle of disciples."

Jang Moon-in nodded at the end of the long haul.

"Do it that way. There's no harm in looking around the world and eating delicious food. But we can't take them all, so the killer has to select and decide."

The supercarrier smiled with his head down.

"Thank you for the consideration of the long-standing and many other masters."

"Nothing. Any other agenda, by the way?"

Then I heard a dog barking outside the palace.

Everyone opened their eyes wide for a moment.

As long as they remember, there is only one person who can drag a dog around in the precinct of volcanic waves.

"Long-moon. Looks like the old man is here!"

Jang Moon-in grinned at someone's cry.

"Ha-ha! The death penalty must have come to Yeonhwabong on a fishing expedition."

He forgot the dignity of the Long Moon-in, and ran out of the palace.

The gatekeepers, who had already stood guard there, bowed down and showed their respect. Jang Moon-in exclaimed cheerfully, showing courtesy.

"Big brother!"

The old man, who was called "Roh Gun," was the death penalty of a long-term writer and the cause of giving up his position as a long-term writer. He smiled at the priest, who was particularly close to him, and then came up with his point.

"Haha! Nice to meet you. By the way, who! You stole my drink."

The long Moon-in's bright expression was shattered.

The shock doubled because I knew what alcohol meant to Roh. It wouldn't be an ordinary drink if he came to complain. After leaving Yeonhwabong Peak, he returned to Korea after 10 years.

Jang Moon-in asked in a quivering voice.

"I can't believe you stole it. No, what kind of alcohol?"

"You stole the liquor. The first drink I ever made! The drink I buried with you 30 years ago is gone."

Not only the literati but also the elders who listened to the old army's words were shocked.

The elders looked at each other hurriedly.

In the spirit of the volcano I did not recommend, nor did I forbid. Therefore, many of the elders enjoyed drinking, and some taught their students how to drink.

'No?'

'Are you crazy, you don't think so.

'If you want to die in my name, you can't.

The long, dry lips were moistened and negated.

"Not me, Brother-in-law."

"I know. If it were you, this guy would have barked already."

Jang Moon-in looked at the big dog next to the old man.

Like a sapsal dog, he stretched out long enough hair to be drawn to the ground. One size was large enough to compare to a wolf. Perhaps if the old man was a little short, he could ride it.

"Oh! I'll find the culprit soon if it's food."

After nodding his head, the old soldier looked at the palace and said,

"Right. The drunk can't avoid this guy's nose. So call the guys inside. It's already been ten years since I turned my back on the volcano, and I can't enter the palace because I'm ashamed of the masters."

When the Elder had given permission, the elders came out of the room like clouds. Each child was filled with pleasant memories with the old soldier. The old soldier grinned at the priests. Unless the food barks, they're all out of the line of suspects.

"Ha ha! Keep your dignity if you're an elder. What are you doing? You're not acting childish. I heard you're still making your pupil do the underwear laundry. Be careful. Be abandoned by your disciples in your later years, and don't come crying."

Jang Moon-in was inwardly relieved.

If one of the priests was the culprit, he would not have been so friendly. Anyway, except for the obsession with alcohol, isn't it the best and best death penalty in the world?

"If you're uncomfortable with the palace, you can go to my place. It was four years ago that I visited Nakanbong Peak. You talk about things you haven't told me, ·········."."

The old soldier shook his head.

"Let's put it off later. We need to find the criminal now. How dare you know what kind of alcohol it is! I'm thinking of going around the volcano's precinct with some snacks. Are you going to be okay?"

Jang smiled and nodded as if she couldn't stop him.

"Haha, who can stop Volcanic First Sword from going?"

"Then, I'll kill half the criminal, and I'll come and see you. Then let's spend three nights chatting."

At the end of the sentence, Roh looked everywhere like a chunno-man and disappeared with snacks.

"He's the plum-gum-ju, who claims to be Comrade Nogun."

Chang Moon-in nodded at the question of the suprapartisan.

"Yes, thirty years ago he fought alone against the Isles when he developed his pedigree and bloodied them to protect his political faction.

"It is known to the public that Nogun-dong is banned from entering Nakan-bong Peak. But looking at you like the wind today, I think the reason why Nakanbong Peak was banned is probably because he stays in Nogun-dong."

Chang Moon-in grinned at his pride.

"Even if the volcano collapsed, he was the only one who got the nickname of Maehwa. Why don't you take off the Nakanbong Peak for him?"

"The writer is right."

The Chodo-gakju thought, turning against the main mountain and heading toward the Chodo-gak.

If the story of Maehwa Geomju is told during the upcoming lecture, the government officials will be motivated.

'By the way, who should I send to the retirement ceremony of the Silver Lord?'

I could pick out about one person before arriving at the initial angle, if I don't know anyone else.

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun