Volcanic Spirit

16, it was right then, and now it's dead. (2)

The harder they bark, the more those who stand in their way will appear. If you take care of them too, you'll soon be notorious, and it's soon qualifies.

'And a pass downstairs.'

Someone showed up at the entrance of the cave with only five bodies left. After breaking up with Yi Hwon, Jong Cho-hong looked over the body and exclaimed.

"There's no sign of herbivore."

A disciple who had mastered Ming family's military exploits left traces of herbivores even if he wielded a sword in a normal manner. The sword, which cut off Hana's dog, seemed to have wielded its own way without any fixed expression. In other words, he did not learn proper martial arts, or he was good enough to hide his herbivores. Jong Cho-hong had no choice but to consider it the latter because he could not know the common sense of perforation.

"Well, ten days is enough from the south of Sanseo Province to Mt. Otaesan. But I've been dragging my feet for a month. What on earth is the reason?"

A beggar came by the side of the bell.

He sniffed his nose like a habit and said,

"Are you saying that you were trying to attract our attention?"

"In the end, the opening was stuck. And because of the report of openness, I moved."

"Did he aim for you?"

Jong Cho-hong shook his head at the beggar's words.

"That's not it. I've looked at a lot of people in this job. He saw me for the first time."

"Then you don't think this operation, ······.""

Jong Cho-hong raised his hand to restrain him.

"Don't put it in your mouth."

"Sniff! Okay. The beggar should look down Mt. Otaesan like a beggar. You're going in, aren't you?

"I was going in for recon anyway. The bigger the operation, the less the damage."

"See you alive, then."

"Stop the evil talk, and keep the bayonet licking the dog bones."

The bell-toothed out to the mouth of the cave.

His style of security was fascinating, and there was no sign of him, so it was clear that Ming-ga's ascension was unparalleled.

*

No one knows the origin of the name of the station tower zone.

However, the cave, which began at the mid-tentre of Mt. Otae, stretched out sideways and narrowed down as it went down. It was not possible to dig a cave in a cave just because it had been trained to do nothing. It was possible only with special skills, tremendous goods, and a large number of people. So the cave was narrow as it headed downward, and it was called the Yeoktapji because it looked like a tower was built upside down.

"It's been a long time since a stranger came."

As soon as Lee Hwon entered the cave, an old man with a goat beard crept beside him. He rubbed his federal hand, showing his yellow teeth.

"The ant cave has a wider invisible area than it can be seen. So if you move without information, you're stuck in a maze and you can't even find a body. I'd like to give you some information about the ant cave if you want."

I'll ask for money in return.

If I don't have money, I'll lure them out and sell them, and if I have a lot of money, I'll call in my colleagues to study. Being in an ant cave meant being chased by subhuman misdeeds. Most of the people who bumped into each other on the street must have been demonized in the neighborhood. If he did not mix his words, he would die ignoring them. He mixed his words and killed the pods. That's why they call it hell.

"Get out."

The old man shrugged and turned around.

If you have a sense of wit, you will go to another lake, and if you have no sense, you will call in your colleague and avenge him.

Unfortunately, the old man was the latter.

As soon as I passed the entrance, countless people were crowded, and the cries of the authors' merchants everywhere pierced my ears.

"It's silk from the West! Let's just wrap silk around an ant cave, and live like a sign!"

The West has just ripped off the dead rich man's clothes and laid them out like silk.

"I need a benefactor urgently, so I'm selling my family treasure. Other than the Cheongok Buddha statue in Okryong-dong. I'll give you ten nyang of silver."

If it is truly a Cheongok Buddha statue in Okryong-dong, it can be sold in 500 nyang of Geumja. Come to think of it, it is a statue of the Taesangno-gun that was placed next to it, saying that it is selling the treasures of the family. That family seemed to have no backbone enough to believe, taking turns between fire and doga.

"I don't have the money to hold my father's funeral. I want to sell my body and bury my father."

Be careful. If you are infatuated with beauty, your dead father will pop out of your coffin and stab you in the heart, and then you will run with a forearm.

"Kang-ho is so tough that he can't get over it anymore with his womanly body. The hero who fights me and wins."

It's the same. If you didn't want to die naked the first night, you wouldn't even have to make eye contact.

"Dumplings for sale! A steamed dumpling."

How do you know what kind of meat they made?

'Tired of them.'

Lee Hwon kicked his tongue in a cave of hundreds of people.

Although this place was only the entrance, it was crowded with people who bought and sold all kinds of things, just like a shopping mall in the downtown area. Passing through the passageways, such a wide community will appear without a break. It was complicated enough to wander for the rest of my life if I took a look at the first run for a while.

'Did I have four years here?'

Lee Hwon drooled as he looked inside a similar cave. At that time, there was a cry that made Lee Hwon's ears prick.

"Better than the alcohol made by the family's vision! We're only going to sell for three days and go out to the Gangho, so if you're a hero, come and have three drinks."

I would have mixed the cheap leftovers with more poor sleeping pills or acid poisoning. Otherwise, it could be a poison made by manufacturing without genealogy.

So ignore it like anywhere else, and just pass by.

Hana Lee Hwon turned away like a possessed person.

"Oh, my! The hero of Shin-soo's life is drinking alcohol, ·······."."

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every time Yi Hwon's fists were thrown out, the clumsy pillar was broken, the tent was torn to shreds, and the pot of wine was shattered.

"Don't play with the wine."

I heard a dreary word as I tried to turn around leaving a warning.

"What the hell are you talking about when you ruined someone else's business?"

Just a moment ago, an impressive man, who was trying to share his family's vision, was swinging a hideous malformed weapon. The arm-length Manwoldo was sharp enough to cut and exert force when scratched.

"It's a fight! It's a fight!"

"Walk the money! I walk!"

"We sell liquor. We sell beef jerky!"

Suddenly, dozens of people gathered to open a bet.

One or three or four people fell down with a blood clot while selling alcohol before they unpacked their trunks.

"What is it? It's dead. You're just a jerk."

"But how did you die? Did you see that?"

Those who were as energetic as they were just about to throw a party looked sideways at Lee Hwon. The move is aimed at learning Lee Hwon's face and warning his acquaintances. No one wanted to come to the ant cave and die in vain.

Lee Hwon smiled and said to the people.

"Everyone. Good luck with your business. Make a lot of money. But don't play with alcohol. I'll kill them all."

People roared after Yi Hwon left.

"I think that's the one that the dogs were talking about a while ago."

"Well, there's one more madman. We're gonna have to widen the cave. Are you scared of this?"

"Then I'd like to sell the pickaxe."

"Get out of here! Crazy bastard."

"Are you cursing at me now?"

As soon as the two stared at each other, someone shouted.

"It's a fight! Bet money!"

*

Yi Hwon passed several caves.

Now it is a place where quite a few people stay.

Tricksters and offenders stayed at the entrance. He was a little better than a blood dog that couldn't enter an ant cave. On the other hand, the inside of the cave is a cave where some rules are set.

"Sul, what do you have?"

"and he made a tent by hanging a rope on the stalactites, and made a base of chairs and tables on uneven rocks." The haggard middle-aged man said after examining Yi Hwon.

"It's your first time, isn't it?

"It's my first time."

"Then there will be no protocol. I don't know if you know, but in the former king's district, you can only use protocol."

As the term "an ant money," protocol is the name of money used only inside an ant cave. It simply meant the iron war created by the former king instead of the slip.

Jjikrang

Three iron coins thrown by Lee Hwon bounced onto the stalactite and fell on the palm of a middle-aged man.

"What about alcohol?"

"We have bamboo leaves."

The middle-aged man replied politely the moment he checked the protocol.

"I didn't know you had the protocol. I'll just give you some snacks because you've been disrespectful."

Lee Hwon smiled and shook his hand.

A little while ago, when I passed by the merchants, I stole the front-packs as soon as I could get my hands on them. There was no guilt. In any case, the one who was subjected to the ant cave was stupid, and the one who died was the sewage.

Lee Hwon followed the bamboo leaves brought by a middle-aged man.

Unlike the entrance, it's real liquor.

'That's not bad.

The atmosphere was the worst, but alcohol was innocent.

Rather, I drank and drank alcohol to console myself, which should be sold in places like this. Meanwhile, he rolled up the cloth behind his back. Then came the skinny child. Lee Hwon kicked his tongue for a while and gave him some snacks.

Then put down the cloth again.

After a while, I heard the child rushing to eat.

So did Lee Hwon twenty years ago.

Food that fell to the ground was a luxury, and food mixed with garbage would have a good day. Most were hungry, beaten, and naked.

'쯧'

Lee Hwon tilted his glass and looked around.

Every being in sight is evil. Nevertheless, there existed life here, like a small kingdom. All this was the power of the former king, who claimed to be the owner of the first floor.

It wasn't like this from the beginning.

It was natural for the wicked to co-destruct after a whole day of stabbing. So, the ant caves used to smell blood, and the bodies rotted, causing plague. The ant cave quickly stabilized after the emergence of King Hana.

The former king, the Do king, the Honwang, the Salwang, and the In king.

Among them, the former king was the first owner Lee Hwon met when he was dragged into an ant cave.

'There's no way a pig would let it go, ··.'.'.'.'.'.'.'.'

As expected, it was noisy outside the main base before half of the bamboo leaves were emptied. A dozen fighters dressed in black uniforms surrounded the area.

"Did you kill Mrs. Park?"

"Who's Mrs. Park?"

"A drunkard."

Lee Hwon looked at a dozen fighters.

Those who had their lives engraved on their chests showed their lives as if they were going to kill people just by looking at them.

"Then I killed him."

"Selling goods in the exhibition means that we have been granted permission from the former king. But since you killed Park, you'll have to pay the tax instead of him. If you do that, I will spare your life."

Lee Hwon narrowed his forehead.

Soon my hands shook, and I began to get fed up.

A moment later a gloomy remark came from the abyss, as if lifted from the abyss.

"Are you telling me to sell fake liquor if I want to live now?"

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun