Ro, In Bu Chapter 619 Dokhwaru La… … .
It is a name well suited to a man who is infested with all sorts of poisons. However, the trap is that it is more like a mansion than an inn or giru.
‘If Cheonmyeonhori told me, this place would be correct.’ At that moment, when I was looking at the old wooden building on the verge of crumbling with suspicious eyes, the atmosphere around the strangers was getting worse by the minute.
“Damn the Han Chinese!” “Go back to your land!” shhh! right!
Sama-pyo murmured like a sigh after avoiding the jjangdol flying at the back of his head.
“Footnote, you might as well just go in. Unless you want to fight them right away.”
“That’s troublesome.”
At least this time, he was right a hundred times.
It is not possible to turn all the indigenous people into enemies as soon as they arrive in southern Manchuria.
I glanced at the group of immigrants emitting a bloody spirit and opened the door of the poison fire.
profit.
The battered wooden door emits a weak creaking sound.
Inside the inn, immersed in dim lights and a gloomy atmosphere. Passengers who were sitting across the sloppy tables scattered like weeds turned their heads in this direction.
“A face I haven’t seen before… … Han Chinese?”
“Kaak, twee.”
the headline.
People in this town use phlegm like a very passive skill.
After spatting on the dusty floor, these ethnic guests rose from their seats with red-hot faces.
“Han Chinese bastards dare to say where we are. Did you go crazy because you wanted to die?”
“The taste of alcohol is gone, so let’s leave. There’s nothing good about staying with them.”
When the door closed with a loud bang, Joo Hwa-ran opened her mouth with a complicated expression.
“Something seems to have gone wrong. It certainly wasn’t like this the last time I came.” Song Il-seom also nodded in agreement.
“My thoughts are the same. It is true that barbarian barbarians are very wary, but at least the Youngin, who are closest to the central plains, were different.” “That’s right. So, although it wasn’t common, it was also a place where the upper ranks of the midfield and the flags came and went. But why… At the time when Joo Hwa-ran was muttering, an old voice suddenly interrupted.
“Why? It’s because of that mark. Han Chinese bastards like you.” We weren’t the only ones left in Dokhwaru.
The old man, who had been sleeping with alcohol until just a moment ago, tapped his bent waist and continued.
“It’s a bit of luck. You guys who unknowingly crawled into the barbarians in this situation, and any old man who became a trader because of those fearless Han Chinese guys.” Recognizing the identity of the old man, I asked.
“Are you the owner here?”
At the fluent language of this nation flowing between my lips, the old man looked at me with an unexpected look.
I know how to speak here. Are you from the Miao people?”
“no.”
“But it’s not like the white people or the satisfied people. Looking at the top, it must be Han Chinese… … Your words are amazingly skillful. I can’t believe I was born and raised here.”
Also [Integrated Language Pack]. Not sure about performance.
Even Joo Hwa-ran looked surprised at my fluent pronunciation.
“When did you learn the language of the foreigners?”
“Um, what is that?”
It was a problem that I couldn’t explain, so I answered naturally, blurring my words.
“It’s just a catch I happened to learn.”
Hyuk Moo-jin, who was sitting next to him, muttered in a low voice.
“The only thing the captain knew how to do was catch a cinnamon… … .”
“The Sibeol bastard.”
F*ck!
“Oops!”
The old man clicked his tongue at the sight of Hyuk Moo-jin as he collapsed while holding on to his stomach.
“You’re the kind of guy who only chooses the right words.”
“He’s always like that, so don’t worry… wait. Do you speak Chinese?”
“To some extent. When he was young, he served as an interpreter for the Han Chinese several times.”
The old man, who answered as if it was not a big deal, pointed to Songil Island with his bare-bones finger.
“That dark-looking person has a familiar face, but haven’t you been here about three years ago?”
After all, it must have been the Juhwaran that stood out the most, but perhaps it was because he was wearing a bast face mask, so he recognized Songilseom first.
When Song Il-seom silently nodded, the old man tapped his knee.
“I knew it would. The name there is Ah Ma Yongwang… …
“Yongbong mark country. Not the Dragon King.”
“okay. Yongbong Pyogu. Unlike other guilds or flags in the central plains, they are Han Chinese who come a couple of times a year, so I remember them clearly.”
From what I remembered, the name was wrong.
Holding back my itchy mouth, I threw out the question I wanted to ask the old man from earlier.
“By the way, what did you just say?”
“huh? what?”
“Didn’t you say that it happened because of the flag? To paraphrase what you said, it is because of Han Chinese bastards like us.”
The old man asked with a puzzled expression.
“I? when?”
“yes? Obviously he was… … .”
“I don’t remember at all.”
A bitch I can’t remember. Realizing something from the old man’s attitude, I opened my mouth like a sigh.
“meal. Are you ready right now?”
“Oh, of course not. Don’t worry, I’ll do anything for you.”
At the two words meal, Taesan, who had been lying on the table with a dying expression, jumped up and cried out.
“Taesan! I want to eat five-spice sauce!” “There’s one guy who’s ignorant enough to live up to. Then I’ll prepare the chicken.” “Why chicken! I hate Taesan! Oh, seasoned meat!” I don’t know why it was changed to chicken when they asked for five-spice sauce, but now I have to cater to the elderly as much as possible.
I immediately called the name of the person who would stop Taesan from blazing.
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“It’s a magic mark. what are you doing?”
“It’s a four-pointed table.”
“Yes, it’s a resignation ticket.”
“… … Taesan. Stop and have a seat.”
While Sama-pyo, who had glared at me with a bad expression, calmed Tae-san, the old man casually held out his hand.
“What is it?”
“Payment in advance.”
“ah. ,,“Let’s see. One person, one system is the basics, so five chickens will be needed. Besides, each chicken is hit with one hermit… the total is ten hermits.” “…… Ten hermits? Even if it’s one hermit, it’s five hermits?” “Is that so? Then let’s do it with two cats.” “yes?” The old man answered confidently.
“ah. Let’s make it two for each cat.” “If you don’t like it, just spit and leave. By the way, there are no other villages within 100 li.” If you had been born in Yongsan about 50 years ago, you would have been a building owner.
‘I didn’t meet any bandits on the way for some reason, but they were in an inn, not on the mountain.’ It was a price that was no different from a robbery, but now is not the time to save money.
I took out ten hermits from the thick bag that I had received from the Moorim League for activity expenses and handed them to the old man.
“ruler. Ten hermits.”
“For a Han Chinese, you seem quite fluent.”
Charleuk.
The old man who swept the sparkling hermit grinned.
by the way. What about alcohol?”
“Alcohol is fine.”
“drink.”
“Drink.”
I don’t even have the energy to say anything now.
I opened the front bag again with a gloomy expression.
* * * The first meal in Nanman was great in a different way.
A dish of malnourished, skinny chicken. And a bottle of keeping wine, apparently left over by someone.
It was surprising to receive dozens of hermits for something like this, but not as much as the fact that many of them ended up in the old man’s mouth.
“Ouch. I ate well.”
No, why did you eat well and not us.
The question filled his throat, but he managed to hold it in. I got the information in exchange for money and meals.
“The Kingdom of the Heavenly Demon?” “Yes. As far as I remember, he said he was from Sichuan. If you add one woman and other men, there were about thirty people.”
“At first, everyone thought so. It wasn’t once or twice that the Han Chinese came to this spirit land, and the scale wasn’t that great.”
But that was a mistake. The old man slowly recalled the memories of that day with reddish eyes.
“Something that no one expected happened. The people of the nearby village held a party and treated them, but all of them were slaughtered overnight.”
a j≫ “Fortunately, our village escaped disaster, but I checked later and found that no less than 200 people died that night alone. Men, of course, women and children. until the elderly. Not a single person survived. Needless to say, it was the work of those Han Chinese bastards.” “her.” It’s an amazing and horrific story. Now I could fully understand the dark eyes and atmosphere that were pouring down on us.
At the same time, two words crossed my mind.
‘Dark sky. And it is by no means an overreaction that a woman who was included in the kingdom of the Heavenly Demon, the Queen of the Southern Heavens, is troubled.
After exchanging glances with the members of Hwaryonggak, who were listening to the story with serious expressions, I took out a piece of paper from my inventory and held it up.
“I’m sorry I was talking, but could you take a look at this?” “What is this?” The paper I took out was a drawing.
To be more precise, it is Hongran, no, Namcheon Mahu’s Dragon Modi, based on the testimonies and memories of many people, including myself.
It was shown just in case, but the reaction of the old man who confirmed its use was lukewarm.
“The craftsmanship of the painter is amazing. But who is this woman?”
“Um, no. I was wondering if this is a face you know.”
“I have never seen the woman in the picture. If it was this beautiful, it would have remained in my memory somehow. No matter how old I am, I am also a man.”
It wasn’t the reaction I was expecting, but I wasn’t too disappointed.
No matter what the mentality, Namcheon Mahu is the owner of a gorgeous appearance. Just as Joo Hwa-ran hid her face through the bast face mask Song Il-seom made for her, there were many ways.
‘It’s not strange at all if you’re a Nancheon Demon Hu, even if you’ve mastered a great level of reverse magic.’ I murmured in my heart and asked the old man again.
“Where are the people of the Middle Ages who are said to have come from the Kingdom of the Heavenly Demon?”
Contacting the agents of Eunyeonggak is the quest mission, but if they are still nearby, the story is different.
As if reading my mind, the old man asked.
“why. Are you thinking of pursuing it now?”
“If only I could.”
“Well, the meaning is imaginary, but it’s going to be difficult. It’s already been more than 15 days.”
“Still, if they have a direction they’re headed, or a destination they’re guessing, it might be worth a try.”
Needless to say, the members of the Hwaryonggak here are all highly skilled.
Even Hyukmujin, who had the least ability, was a first-rate master who had gone through countless battles and deaths.
However, despite my attitude, the old man only smiled.
“It’s too much.”
“Senior. I don’t think you understand yet…
“It wasn’t me who didn’t understand, it was you. Those midfielders are all dead.”
I paused for a moment and asked.
,,yes? ,,“It is literally. Tribal warriors were numerous among those who suffered transgressions, so could they have opened their eyes? All of the midfielders were also dead. I found the bodies that were poisoned and fell down shortly thereafter.” U ≫ “No matter how talented you are at flying and crawling, there is no way to pursue them to the underworld. And that… … Blurred horsetail. The next moment the old man continued talking like a sigh.
“It’s the same with Agent Eun Yeong-gak, who is already old enough.” jerk. jerk.
The old man, who drank all the way through the poisonous wine, smiled at me.