Volcanic Spirit

15, headed for Chumma. (2)

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purging or exterminating.

Yi Hwon searched Jangwon, leaving the sisan blood behind.

Hundreds of vouchers and sacks of silver came out.

"Man-nyang-nyang-nyang-nyang.

An old man in Nengnakchon would have bought all the answers whenever he made money, but Baekpung Dangju was nothing but a beggar. If you bring someone, you pay them; if you take someone, you pay them. Hana, how much can we spend on the subject of living in Yonggang Village? Eventually, he took a bunch of slip and a bundle of silver and returned to the Yonggang Gaek Cup.

The horses, the carts, and the liquor were all safe.

Lee Hwon led the horse, headed to the center, and gave it to her.

"Wait while eating this."

Then he headed for the hill behind Jangwon.

The hills were thick with bushes and mud everywhere, even when autumn came.

"Ah! Portrait monument."

Lee Hwon has given up his appetite.

If he was well versed in prosthetics, he would have spread a monument that only stepped on grass. It was a pity that I didn't know how to do it, not because I lacked internal skills.

After climbing the hill, I looked around the village.

As expected, horses, carts and alcohol were seen at a glance.

Now is the time to wrap up work in Yonggang Village, as there is no fear of being stolen. Baekpungdang locked the children in a pit on the hill before selling them. But the pit was covered with boards and dirt, and grass was planted, so I couldn't find it easily. Twenty years ago, I couldn't remember.

Boom!

As soon as I took a step, the sound spread out in all directions.

Among the techniques Lee Hwon had mastered, the royal family was the most tired. As it did before the return, Gurimbo is a martial art specialized in trampling. When it was big, the axis shook and the building collapsed. In fact, the old meadow collapsed, and the ground turned upside down.

What are you doing, then? I can't even open the monument.'

While grumbling, Lee Hwon focused on spreading his reign. After a while, a place with a different nature of echo appeared. It seemed to resonate with the space itself, not deep and wide. A total of six pits were found in the same way.

One was empty inside.

Lee Hwon carried the benefactor he was trying to hand out to the children who might have been kidnapped.

"Yes, it would have been a hassle."

After a while, his eyes were red-eyed, and soon a blood-stained gurimbo knocked at the entrance of the pit.

Cuckoo kung!

After all the caves were destroyed, the entire Yonggang village was set ablaze.

The red-hot brazier soared skyward because of its topography.

Yi Hwon sat on the cart and watched the scene.

"Good ride."

Across the river, a dull word flowed out.

Those who deserved to die, and enemies of all ages.

So you could have enjoyed it.

Didn't you do something good for the world?

One was still disturbed.

Those who faced each other over the past two days were so insignificant that they did not have to perform properly. But didn't those people suffer, grieve, and die? If they were strong, they would have had a sense of accomplishment.

Now I'm down.

"How much fun it would be to clean up some trash, how much it would be different. But we can't live without cleaning up what we see. I just wanted to live like a wild storm, hanging around the world every day, but the reality is still like a gutter.'

Lee Hwon drank with a kick in his tongue.

It smells good, and only the sweet liquor is too bitter.

Those who would normally have spread smoothly into the body seemed to be absorbed by poking their intestines.

"Hey, you said alcohol is the direction of the mind."

Lee Hwon poked his lips, recalling what he once claimed to a manga-drunk. He was the subject of pre-regression tastes and fears called a wild night festival. Even so, the basic sexuality was good. It was just a deep wound to the past, and he liked it too much. So he acted his way; he did things his own way. I didn't care if the results were public, and with alcohol I could accept everything. In a word, I just lived with the idea that I could die today.

'Cause there was nothing back then.

So resentful, and dreamt of revenge.

Life was so boring that I couldn't stand it if I didn't hate someone like that. However, I felt empty just two days after I started taking revenge after returning. It was embarrassing that revenge, which had been sharpened for decades, was so easy.

I felt suddenly lost.

After a long time of contemplation, Lee Hwon suddenly looked up at the sky. When I looked into the air as if I was touching something on my face, the moonlight was shining brightly. The sun had set, and the son-in-law was dark. Looking at the white moon today, I remembered the poem that the manga used to recite when he was drunk.

"I thought it was the moonlight on the bedhead, the frost on the ground. Raise your head and look at the bright moon, and soon bend your head to think of your hometown."

It was Jeong Yasa of Junsu 200.

Lee Baek spent two years wandering around the country and built Jeongyasa Temple, missing his hometown. The Manga Chug couldn't get to Yeonhwabong Peak just around the corner and suffered for 30 years. However, in a few days, he looks like this and that's what he looks like.

"Byung-shin, why do you feel the moonlight when you don't have a home? Is the volcano your hometown? A lost minded bastard."

Lee Hwon laughed at himself and took out another bottle of alcohol.

Then something stuck between the bottles came along.

“······.”

Lee Hwon stared at the arm-length plum branch.

A few plum blossoms hanging dangerously over a multicolored branch.

It was an ordinary plum flower that I had seen tirelessly after the return.

"Oh! Why do you put this stuff in without permission?"

Lee Hwon couldn't hide his smile even though he grumbled.

After a while, with a cough, I carefully put the plum in my arms.

He left the Yonggang Village so burned to the ground.

"Now, the Isles are good-bye."

A word of relaxation and relaxation.

He put a lot of alcohol in the animal he shared his mind with, and the comfortable means of transportation. Even a slip on the chest and a silver on the back. And the plum in the bosom would be a good snack for a long time.

*

Only a few days ago, it seemed to have come to an realization.

Like the famous saying, "Hana, life is suffering," today's worries were different from those of a few days ago.

"What shall we do?"

Didn't you make up your mind when the cart and drink were in trouble?

Drink it up and get rid of it.

Yi Hwon did not speak nonsense when it came to alcohol, and made no promises he could not keep. As a result, I drank all the liquor in the cart before 10 days passed.

"Ah."

When I cheered up at the end, I felt so drunk.

Since he drank ten bottles of alcohol while smelling the scent of plum blossoms all day long, Lee Hwon has no talent to resist.

"What would be good?"

Lee Hwon muttered federally with a red face, even without invoking a vein. Today's worries were difficult to solve because there were so many options.

It is the name of the horse.

We've been traveling together for a long time. I think we should at least give them a name. To be honest, I was bored by talking to myself and it affected me.

"How do you prefer a name?"

The answer could not have come back.

Instead, arrows poured down like rain from all sides.

Shu Shu Shu Shu Shu슉tian

To clumsy archers, crude arrows.

Yi Hwon was already aware of the enemy's approach.

The moment he relaxedly pulled out the window and swung around, three arrows bounced off. The fact that twenty shots flew in showed their ability.

"Are you thinking of crossing the mountain without the permission of the Lord of the Mountain?"

I wondered why a great king would hide in such a nameless mountain. It wasn't a curiosity big enough to have to open one's mouth. Therefore, he swung the spear at his head, and he swung the rod around to deal with the bandits.

"Just die rather than live and do harm!"

Some say that the grasshoppers who fled to avoid greedy management have become bandits. However, such people did not engage in bandits, as they only became hwajeonmin or lived in hiding. If it was a grasshopper, it would only be a bandit because he ran away.

As soon as I swung the window about three times, the bandits scattered like a flock of ants. Yi Hwon leaped a tremendous distance after shooting the ground with a spear with a big smile.

"If I'm a bandit, I'll live with the idea that I can die today!"

After killing all the fugitives, he returned to the cart.

Surely it was better to move the body than to ponder the name of the horse.

But next to the cart was a living man.

When I showed my first move in the first place, my legs felt weak and seemed to have collapsed. I guess he peed and pooped. The forehead was naturally frowned by the stale smell and visual effects. He didn't miss the short crack and fell down and began to beg.

"Save me. I was kidnapped the day before yesterday, and I just kept getting beaten up. They've just followed the saying that if they work together, they'll kill them. Look, the wound's still intact. If you look over there, there's a cart I was dragging. I took it back and tried to take care of my single mother.

"Change your clothes."

At Lee Hwon's humble remark, he blinked at me that he couldn't believe it.

"Are you saving me?"

"If a guy like you is a real bandit, he wouldn't have to hit them all like that."

It wasn't empty talk.

His naive eyes reminded me of Deok-gu.

While Lee Hwon stroked his horse, he changed his clothes and approached. It seemed really glad to be alive, seeing how many times he stole his eyes.

"What do you usually say when you name a horse?"

"I'm quiet."

"If a word suddenly came up! What do you want to name it?"

He blinked his eyes and laughed wildly.

"Red clay. Red clay! I saw it in the novel. The best horse I've ever heard of."

Click

Yi Hwon separated the horse from the cart. And smiled, beckoning at the man.

"I'll call you Red Saturday."

After a smooth discussion, the man, or red clay, began to pull the cart. It would be harder than dying, but wouldn't it be better to drag the cart back?

"I think I experience it twice in my life. Never run away from home next time. Okay?"

"Yes! I won't leave home from now on."

Judging from his eyes, I think he will be a filial son at home until he dies. It was when I walked so many days off the island, and came near his house.

"Where is the Duke going?"

"Why? Even pee there cheaply."

The enemy's face slightly hardened and avoided his gaze.

"I'm going to give you a fire."

"Kkeut, it's working. If we make a deal with the devil, we won't know. That's not the neighborhood where the fire will work."

Lee Hwon's words tore the eyes of the enemy.

"Uh! No way!"

"Yes, I go to an ant cave."

It is the nickname of an ant cave, a station tower area.

It was the last stop for the wicked, often called irredeemable.

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun