Fabre in Sacheondangga Episode 133
Hyun 3
“Rain, Bin-ah!”
-Tsuru···.
Bin’s current color is Real All Black.
What kind of evolution is this that makes it so luxurious?
I was immediately drawn to Binnie’s luxurious, shiny black chitinous exoskeleton.
A blackened appearance without missing a single spot from the eyeball to the tip of the antenna.
The luxuriousness that comes from the black color completely captivated me.
If we were to choose the rarest and most luxurious colors in nature, we would definitely choose all white and all black, because among them, all black is the most precious.
‘It’s rare! It’s so rare!’
The reason why all black is the most precious color in nature, especially in animals, is because it is not a color that appears naturally, but is a color that is only created by melanosis, which is a color that appears when the melanin pigment in the body increases.
White is difficult to see because it has two mutations, albinism and albino, but there are quite a few opportunities to see it compared to black. Black is much rarer because it only occurs as melanism.
Albinism or albino specimens can be born or discovered during breeding if you’re really lucky, so they were often sold in previous lives, but I’ve never seen a melanistic specimen in my life.
So if I had to pick the more precious color of the two, it would definitely be black.
That’s why I was completely obsessed.
Because it’s my own black bean.
‘Oh, how beautiful!’
The moment I was blankly staring at Bin-yi, my gaze met Bin-yi’s eyes.
Bin-i and I looked at each other with sparkling eyes.
And when the sunlight reflected off Binnie’s black hair once again blinded my distant eyes, we rushed at each other without saying who would go first.
“Gyaaaah! My daughter! How can you be so pretty···”
-Tsk, tsk tsk···.
A tearful reunion between a father and daughter who had left home.
Even Bin, who is a tsundere, didn’t show any sign of embarrassment at this moment.
As I ran to Bin and hugged him, I felt an overwhelming sense of weight.
Although the blade was solid, it felt a bit light because it was a flying type, but what Bin felt was the weight of the solid chitinous exoskeleton that was even heavier.
The solidity and overwhelming weight wrapped in a black outer shell were what meticulously composed Bin-yi’s body.
If Binnie feels like a fighter jet fuselage, then Binnie feels like a tank or something?
And at the same time, what occurred to me was that I was misunderstanding Bin.
Bin, who loves his father so much, thought he left home.
“Yes, she didn’t run away from home! Dad was mistaken! There’s no way our daughter would do that.”
I thought Binnie suddenly disappeared because she had left home because she was upset, but it seems like my dad was wrong.
Those who were originally wild animals cannot lose their wildness no matter how much people tame them.
I started to tame my dogs, Cho, Hyang, and Bin, as soon as they were born, but I think they still had their wild side.
So, it was clear that Bin’s running away was not a running away, but rather a search for a secret space in which to evolve, like a tamed wild animal looking for a secret place to give birth or something.
The evolution of the first one was a sudden evolution that happened because it ate the inner dan, but Bin-yi’s evolution was something that had to be achieved through his own efforts, so it seems that he needed a secret space of his own.
I don’t know by what magical means it evolved.
It was a more credible suspicion since Seol Nui said that Bin might have fallen asleep.
What if not? What if not?
Not if it’s not me.
How could a pretty and kind daughter do that?
As I clung to Bin’s body, Bin also came out of the hole in the ground and wrapped himself around my body.
As if they were never going to break up again.
And Hwa-eun, Seol-nu, and everyone in the family looked at us like they didn’t know what to do.
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“Binnie is back!?”
When Bin and I calmed down, we heard the voice of Grandfather Mandokshin from the entrance of the temple.
When I turned my head, I saw three people standing there with blank expressions.
It seemed that the grandfather, father-in-law, and mother-in-law of Mandokshin-gun, who had followed the noise of the warriors and seemed to have come running from the direction of Gajujeon, opened their eyes wide in surprise when they saw Bin-yi’s changed appearance.
“Rain, Bin? This is Bin?”
“No, ears, cute Binnie?”
I feel like Bin’s transformation is amazing.
“Yes, Binnie is back. She’s become so pretty.”
As I was stroking Bin-i and bragging about it, Grandpa Mandokshin quickly circled Bin-i and said with a surprised expression.
“Really, Hyun?”
“Hyeon?”
Grandfather Mandokshin-gun, who suddenly calls me Hyun.
As I, Hwa-eun, and Seol tilted our heads, Grandfather Mandokshin shouted at us to wait a moment and then flew into the sky.
“All warriors, retreat and you guys just wait a moment!”
And soon after, he showed up with an old book.
It’s about four times the size of the books I’ve usually seen.
The grandfather puts it down in the pavilion while feeling amazed by its large appearance.
When my grandfather put it down in the pavilion, the words “Cheonha Dokmulbirok” (The Secret Record of Poisonous Things under the World) written on the cover of the book came into clear view.
“Oh! This is the world’s most poisonous substance!”
“Yes, this is the book you were so eager to read, Cheonha Dokmul Bi-rok.”
This is the story of the secretary Cheonha Dokmulbirok, which has been passed down in the Tang family, and I have also heard the story.
It was a kind of Central Plains poison encyclopedia written by Tangga, but it was the book that he would not show me even when I asked him to show it to me just once, saying that I should devote myself to martial arts.
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It was quite old and worn out, and had a tattered appearance.
My grandfather opened the first page and then called me closer, as if he was finally going to show it to me.
“Now, Little Dragon, come and see.”
“All right!”
“Should I leave?”
When he told her to come and look at the book, Seol asked if she would go back, but her grandfather shook his head.
“I call you secretary, but I don’t have any special skills, so there’s no need to do that. Come and see.”
With my heart pounding, I hugged the pavilion and checked the first page that had opened.
Then, a phrase catches my eye.
“I, the youngest son of the third generation head of the Dang family, Dang Mun-ryong, am leaving this record for the sake of future generations.
This secretary’s name is Cheonha Dokmulbirok.
He traveled around Jeonjungwon to catch poisonous creatures and recorded their appearances, where they lived, and their unique habits.
The reason I have collected information about poison is because the Tang family neglects the poison of poison.
Poisonous creatures that live in the mountains, fields, and forests where life and death coexist, eating and being eaten.
Because I saw potential in them.
I hope that what I have written will be helpful to future generations in their reading.
“What is this?”
“These are the words of the ancestors who recorded this secretary.”
A book that begins with the solemn words of believing in the infinite potential of the poisons that are his own, even though he is a non-mainstream figure in the party.
Surprisingly, I turned the first page after praying for the soul of Dang Hwa-seong, who was moved by this spicy Fabre’s words, and there was a simple explanation and description of the animal’s habits along with a drawing drawn only with ink.
Does it really feel like a Zhongyuan version of the Poison Illustrator?
“When it spreads its wings, it is five feet tall. Its beak is copper-colored and sharp, and its body is covered with purple feathers. When it spreads its wings in anger, everything around it turns black and dies, turning into poison. It wears a golden crown on its head, and it truly has the appearance of a king.
This is called a swan or a swan bird.
The first chapter is, of course, Jimjo.
The familiar Jimjo and the shaggy guy were depicted quite delicately with a thin brush.
But the pages of the book are quickly turned by Grandpa Mandokshingun without even having time to look at the first chapter in detail.
The quickly turning pages of the book stopped at a single page that had been painted black with ink.
‘what?’
As I quickly flipped through the pages, I looked at the bookshelf. Most of the pictures were drawn with ink lines, but the poison on this page was drawn with a thick brush, almost as if it were ink.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a blackened civet.
The words written under the picture are “24 Poisonous Branches of Ink Black Ghostly Bugs.”
When I looked at the description next to it, I saw some surprising things written there.
“A great poison that occupies one of the 24 poisons of the Silent Demon. It suddenly appears from under the ground and attacks people or animals. Its appearance is a huge, pitch-black Wukong, and it is called Silent Demon because it looks like a black ghost-like Wukong.
It seems that the Mukhyeon Gwigong can hear the sounds of people and animals on the ground very well, so you should not be at ease even if he takes refuge on a rock.
“Because it rises up and breaks even rocks.”
“Ugh!”
The description written in the book is about our Binnie.
Although it wasn’t a teenage poison, it was a great poison that ranked third among the twenty-four poisons that unfortunately didn’t become teenage poisons.
“Our Bin-i is not a teenager, but he is a twenty-four-year-old poisonous person!”
It didn’t matter if it was twenty-four readers.
Although he wasn’t a teenage poisoner, Bin was still on a par with teenage poison to this dad.
I was amazed at the fact that our Binnie had evolved into such a great poison and shouted at him.
“Bin-ah, our Bin-i has become the third of the twenty-four Dokji, the Mukhyeon Gwigong!”
But Bin-yi didn’t like the name of the guy, Mukhyeon-gwi-gong, and started yelling at him.
-Tsrrrr!
“Why? You don’t like Mukhyeon Gwigong?”
-Tsurut!
The moment when even the feeling of ‘I don’t hate it, but it’s a bit…’ was conveyed.
-Tsrrrr.
Another low cry of Wukong is heard from above.
As I looked up at the sky, I saw thatched roofs slowly coming down from the sky.
Now that I think about it, Cho wasn’t there when I woke up.
If you love your dad, you’re second to none, so it wouldn’t be strange if you were by my side if I collapsed. It’s strange.
As I made a face of curiosity about where I had been, I heard Hwa-eun and Seol’s explanation from the side.
“I thought I needed to find Bin-i, so I asked Cho to look for her.”
“I was trying to find Bin because I thought the reason you collapsed was because of him. Last time, we grew up together like Cho.
The story was that I tried to find Bin because I thought he was the reason I collapsed.
As soon as Hwa-eun finished explaining, Cho landed right in front of Bin and looked him up and down.
At that gaze, Bin-i leaned forward as if trying to push away the candle.
Then the power struggle begins.
-Tsurut!
-Tsururut!
Although Bin-i is a bit bigger than me, he is still a teenager and is not that shy.
I thought I had to stop them because I thought a huge fight was about to break out, but strangely enough, at that moment, I started to feel like I could hear them talking to each other.
In the past, I could only feel the other person’s heart when they sent each other their feelings, like a private message, but now I’m starting to feel the words and feelings they’re exchanging.
‘What? Can something like this telepathic ability evolve?’
The feeling of coming and going now.
“My dad said I was prettier than you.”
“My dad said I was the prettiest.”
The hair on your head stands on end when you learn what they are talking about.
In that moment, both their heads turned towards me and two questions burst out in their minds.
-Tsurut?
-Tsurut?
“So? Dad, which one of you do you think is the prettiest?”
“So? Dad, which one of you do you think is the prettiest?”
‘Huh!’
Among daughters, the prettiness ranking is probably very important.
I had a feeling that if I said this wrong, there would be a huge fight between my daughters.
And that fight is probably a monster war.
If a teenage poisonous creature fights a teenage poisonous creature, wouldn’t there be no venom left behind?
This is a story that could almost be considered the start of a nuclear war.
The moment when I couldn’t answer hastily and swallowed my saliva.
-Tsrrrr.
Hyang-i crawled out of Hwa-eun’s sleeve, rubbing her antennae, and looked at Bin-i and Cho.
It seems like he crawled out of his sleep, which was like adding insult to injury.
If Hyang-i starts crying and complaining about being the only one who couldn’t evolve, it’s hell.
One was crying, two were fighting, and I was about to lose my mind at the prospect of the coming reality.
I thought she would cry and make a fuss, but Hyang-i jumped from Hwa-eun and fell onto my shoulder.
Hyang-i wrapped her arms around my neck and stared at Bin-i and Cho, conveying her victorious heart.
Now that I think about it, I guess I’m the one who has my dad all to myself.
He said that he would never grow that big and would stay attached to his father’s body for the rest of his life because it would be hard for his father if he grew that big.
‘So, are you saying that you won’t get married and will live with your father for the rest of your life?’
At that moment, Bin-i and Cho’s antennae rose above his head.
