Episode 135. There is no time to learn (5)
Xu Liang jumped out of the carriage in an instant and stopped after running another fifty li.
Quadd!
After a while, Ma Dong-pil also arrived. His face was flushed red as if he had spread the divine law with all his might.
“Whoa. After all, Confucius is fast.”
“not a big deal.”
“But Kumho… … .”
Xu Liang silently pointed at his back with his thumb. Keum-ho, who had arrived before he knew it, was licking his paws with his tongue.
Ma Dong-pil stuck out his tongue.
“Geumho too… … That’s fast.”
“Not fast.”
That’s not particularly surprising.
“Is this guy a ghost? I can’t explain why a guy the size of my forearm became as big as a tiger.”
“That too.”
“It’s okay, so light a bonfire. I’ll catch a deer or something. I feel like I’m going to die of hunger after eating only beef jerky.”
grasp!
I don’t even listen to the answer that comes back. Xiliang and Keumho disappeared in an instant.
Ma Dong-pil, who had been standing there dumbfounded, picked up fallen tree branches nearby. He could have left the hunting to himself, but he really likes to do it with his own hands.
Ma Dong-pil, who had picked up branches for a while, put them in a small hole in the ground and started a fire.
It hasn’t gotten dark yet, but it’s quite chilly. Spring has arrived, but the nights in the mountains are still cold.
Ma Dong-pil, facing the wall of transcendence, has already passed the stage of not being able to withstand the cold, but the warmth of the bonfire is still there.
It took a long time to look into the blazing fire with a crackling sound.
Ma Dong-pil smiled a little.
‘I’ve lived a rather unusual life too.’
At a young age, he became the head of the Ho Court, and now he is in charge of the personal escort of the successor candidate.
From the point of view of an ordinary Mine, it could be said that it was a life of victorious success. He undertook many dangerous missions, but all Moorim people lived through the danger of death.
‘Will I ever live a life like this?’
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes deepened.
‘I’m going to live a more dangerous life.’
Confucius is thinking of erasing the Uicheon League and Iron-blooded Fortress from Jianghu.
I don’t know why he was so angry with them. But what is clear is that Confucius made the right decision, unlike before.
he raised his head.
The sky in the dense forest, it was like a frog that had fallen into a well was looking up at the sky.
“… … What kind of world awaits beyond that sky?”
“Run if you’re curious.”
“omg!”
Ma Dong-pil, startled, looked back.
There, Seo Liang, who had returned before he knew it, was standing with a large deer on his shoulder. Her deer’s neck was bent in an odd way.
Beside Seo-ryang, Geum-ho was breathing heavily. There was a hint of resentment for some reason.
“You came quickly.”
“Why would I ask you to light a bonfire here? It was because I heard deer footsteps.”
Ma Dong-pil stuck out his tongue. He was moving so fast that he even heard the footsteps of the beast?
Sureureung.
Xu Liang pulled out one of the two meteor swords, the red sword.
“Confucius!”
“uh? why?”
“no way… … Are you trying to skin it?”
“Then you have to take it off. Are you sure you want to burn the skin too? Your appetite is unusual?”
“Oh, no, not that… … .”
“What’s the matter, then?”
Dongpil Ma swallowed his saliva.
“You want to skin it with that knife?”
“Is it the right size? Let alone Yongrin-do, Chil-yado is too long. Your Mukwang Sword is also similar to Chil-Yado.”
Xi Liang gently shook Hong Island.
“It’s the sharpest and the length is short, so it’s perfect, right?”
It doesn’t matter now!
Ma Dong-pil almost shouted that without realizing it.
‘Oh my God, you’re trying to skin a deer with that good weapon.’
It is called the green and red Sakpung (朔風), and it is said that a Shinto (divine sword) that cuts down steel with a single stroke is used to trim meat?
It is like summoning the old master to catch a third-rate parak. I was dizzy at the thought of having the flesh of a deer on that smooth, bluish blade.
“Gongja. I handle… … .”
“It’s okay, man.”
Sak-sak!
When Hongdo ran through the deer, the skin quickly fell off.
Ma Dong-pil fell asleep without even realizing it. Confucius was forced to commit an atrocity.
But that’s for a while.
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes widened.
‘uh?’
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A blade that peels off skin and scrapes the intestines with amazing hand movements.
‘… … .’
It’s nice.
The short knife, which could have been two characters long, dismembered the deer, and the movement was really smooth. Doesn’t it seem like you’re preparing a vegetable meal rather than trimming meat?
Xu Liang, who had roughly trimmed the meat, shook off the knife and raised one leg.
“You eat the rest.”
Kang!
Geumho happily began to chew on the deer. Seeing that he chews the intestines first, he is definitely a beast of prey.
Xu Liang broke off a tree branch of suitable thickness, sharpened the tip, cut the meat, put it in, and started roasting it over a bonfire.
Ma Dong-pil, who was staring at Seo-ryang, suddenly asked.
“Confucius.”
“huh?”
“Can I ask you one question?”
“Suddenly what? try.”
“A little while ago when I was grooming the deer.”
“Ugh.”
“If I’m not mistaken, that knife play… … Isn’t that the martial arts you showed at Gojukrim?”
Seo Liang nodded.
“It’s called Dancheon Samdo (斷天三刀). It’s a painting technique that needs to be mastered before mastering the Inhwa painting technique.”
Xu Liang turned the meat over. A savory smell that stimulated the appetite came from the sizzling grilled meat.
“It’s not flashy, and it’s not that high-level. It’s just that it’s a textbook martial art of martial arts, so if you master it, you can easily learn high-level martial arts.”
“… … .”
“I managed to see right through. It means that your eyes have also grown.”
“Oh, thank you.”
“But why?”
Rather, he asks in a curious way. I was surprised by Ma Dong-pil’s discernment, but he said that there was something special about using herbivores to dismantle deer.
Ma Dong-pil was neither embarrassed nor regretful anymore.
‘this is… … .’
When cutting meat, he uses his new soldier’s ki, and when disassembling, he drags and cuts even the unarmed grass.
It looks funny at first glance, but this was never something to look at lightly.
‘That wasn’t all.’
Ma Dong-pil recalled Seo-ryang’s past.
When I was living in the residence, if there was nothing special, I heard that he always practiced at the gymnasium. However, naturally, he could not practice when receiving a mission or moving somewhere.
I thought so.
‘I thought wrong.’
When moving to handle the assigned task, he did his best to spread the new law, and when tidying up the room, his hand movements were quick, swift, and accurate.
It was the same during the Pasun Festival and when enjoying the festival before meeting the demon sword family. Ma Dong-pil and Wi Hong-ryeon had to work hard to chase after Seo-ryang, who was digging into the phosphoric acid sea in an instant. It was because he moved with the extreme meaning of footsteps in each step.
And even when they moved here a little while ago, Xu Liang did not keep pace with Ma Dong-pil. He just moved at the best speed he could, melting the greatest realization.
‘Wu (Martial Arts) is melted into everyday life.’
He does not set aside time for training. It contains a group that is unmatched in the simple action of skinning a deer.
When you sleep, when you eat, when you move somewhere, when you play with someone.
For Xi Liang, every moment was training and growth.
Ma Dong-pil’s face was filled with wonder.
“For Gongja-nim, really… … You are amazing.”
“That’s great, bitch. We are still far away.”
“So even more so.”
“ok?”
“Even so, Confucius is great because he thinks it is not enough.”
Once a goal is set, it is the personality that tries to see the end.
It simply wasn’t like that. The reason why Confucius is really great is that he does his best to live as if there is a goal point even though he did not decide where the end is in the first place.
‘You have to be immersed to this extent in martial arts and life in order to hear the voice of a true master.’
The realization gained from insignificant things is great. Ma Dong-pil felt that only now would he be sure how to treat Wu.
“Stop talking nonsense and take this one. It’s ripe.”
“Ah, yes.”
Like that, the two people, Ilsoo, happily chewed the meat.
After somewhat filling his stomach, Xu Liang leaned comfortably against a tree. Then, Keum-ho came to him and fell on his face.
“Let’s move around around dawn.”
“All right. But… … .”
“hmm?”
Ma Dong-pil’s face was puzzled.
“How are you going back to Jeoksaga?”
“… … .”
“Isn’t the inspection over and over, but isn’t it the family with the greatest strife?”
“yes.”
“It’s unlikely, but it could be dangerous. They will never treat you favorably.”
“That’s why I called the head of the geogyeong family.”
“okay.”
“and… … .”
Xu Liang’s face as he stroked Keum-ho’s hair was very serious.
“This time, I am not going as an inspector. Isn’t that why you took off the inspector’s epaulets?”
Ma Dong-pil only then realized that the epaulet was missing from Xu Liang’s shoulder.
What does this mean anyway?
“If you are not going as an inspector… … .”
“To put the enemy saga under my command.”
“… … !”
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes widened in surprise.
“You’re putting me under your command?”
“okay.”
“Uh, how… … ?”
“The family chief’s wounds won’t heal in a day or two. Even if you can’t do it, you have to recuperate for half a year. Besides, isn’t Lee Ga-joo’s seat vacant?”
“Of course it is.”
“The commander-in-chief’s abilities seemed to be quite outstanding. But even though he can act as the head of a family, he can’t become the head of a family. In other words, the current Jeoksa is Mujugongsan, which has only plausible power.”
Seo Liang’s eyes flashed.
“It’s perfect for prey.”
I thought that the word “prey” could sound so frightening.
“You mean, Confucius, you want to keep them under your command?”
“follower? Didn’t you completely blow away the room for such a human connection some time ago?”
“… … ?”
“Trade, or tyranny.”
“… … !”
“Very good for getting help to become the next heir.”
Ma Dong-pil swallowed.
He confidently declares that he will become the next successor. He’s had conversations about this before, but never so explicitly stated his goals.
Seo Liang closed his eyes.
“I don’t know if it will or not. You have to go to know that.”
“… … Even if that was possible, would you just leave it alone?”
“Is there a problem?”
“Geogyeong is the head of the seven families. Wouldn’t it be highly likely that the same seven families would not be happy about being a stepping stone for a candidate?”
“I guess so. But that doesn’t matter either.”
“yes?”
“I’m thinking of eating the big gyeongga too.”
I thought there would be nothing more surprising, but more than that.
“… … Geogyeong is the father of Yuk Gong.”
“know.”
“Is that possible?”
Even after spitting out the question, Ma Dong-pil thought it was a rather presumptuous question.
But the question was also true. Considering the terrifying momentum and feats that Confucius had shown so far, I thought that it might really be possible.
“Dongpil.”
“Yes, Gongja.”
“The things I have succeeded so far, I did not pursue them because I was convinced that they were possible.”
“… … .”
“I just believe. Try it once, and if it doesn’t work, turn around. But I’m risking my life to bump into them until they turn.”
Ma Dong-pil smiled unconsciously.
“okay.”
“yes.”
“If you do, I will help you as much as possible to make it a reality as much as possible.”
Seo Liang smiled.
“Of course not, man. Thinking of the presents I have given you over the years, it is not enough even if I give you a gift for the rest of my life.”
“haha.”
For some reason, a laugh came out. Ma Dong-pil felt deep relief and joy at the appearance of Confucius, who seemed to have changed but did not change at all.
“Get some rest for now. You must have been quite tired from following along.”
“yes. Rest well too, Confucius.”
“OK.”
Seo Liang smiled and closed his eyes.
His expression hardened little by little.
‘… … I don’t think it’s going to be a big deal if it’s a red thread or a giant sutra.’
how to say
‘The air is changing again.’
Super senses quietly, cautiously.
And it was ringing softly.
