< The Witch 4 >
-Tsrrrr!
“Calm down, Bin-ah. Are you mad because of that strange old man? Calm down, Bin-ah… If that old man dies, Daddy will be in big trouble. B, Bin-ah!”
It was when Bin-i, who was full of determination to chase after me and take a bite, was about to slide down my body and fall to the floor, that I hurriedly grabbed him from the leg dance.
“What is happening now···?”
A cold voice flew into my ear.
When I and the guy named Changryong, who was in a daze due to the surprise of Wukong’s appearance, turned our heads, the owner of the cold voice was, as expected, my older sister.
From afar, my older sister quickly approached me, glaring at me with a cold gaze I had never seen before.
‘I’m. Crazy.’
Letters that are broken off one by one in my head.
I thought I didn’t really have an ideal type in my past life, but seeing that person made it clear.
My ideal type is a cold city girl.
A cold expression on an intelligent face.
A gaze that glares at Changryong like a burrower.
This is the contempt for rewards.
As I was remembering the new side of my sister that I had never seen before, my sister reached out to the guys who were still trembling and handed them over to me.
Is it the feeling of children truly putting food in their mouths?
But even after going over to their older sister, the Wukongs looked towards Changryong and shook their tentacles in anger.
The older sister asked, stroking the children’s tentacles with her fingers.
“Little Dragon, what the hell is going on? Why are the Wukongs so excited? And what’s with that Changryong over there?”
A situation where you have to choose between two options in response to your older sister’s question.
For a split second, I considered two options.
Here, a method to stimulate your older sister’s protective instincts by clinging to her with a pitiful expression and saying, ‘Sister, this guy suddenly showed up and threatened me, who was young and didn’t know much about martial arts, by asking me to do martial arts. When I said no, he shot me dead. Sob…’ while clinging to your older sister and making her eat that guy up.
Then, my older sister might hug me to comfort me.
Otherwise, there is a way to forgive the poor guy who failed in unrequited love, and I remembered what my older sister said yesterday.
I remembered that he was from the Shinchangyang family (神槍楊家), which belonged to the same seven great families as the Sacheondang family, and that I should meet him at the Chilgajiyeon (七家之緣), which was a gathering of the children of the seven great families that took place once every three years, similar to the three generations of the conglomerates in my previous life.
‘They say we have to see each other once every three years, so there’s no need to become enemies, right? After all, this is something where the winner is expected to show generosity.’
How great must the loss be, considering that you and your sister had already decided on a fifth name before I showed up?
The older sister looks at the guy who is flustered and doesn’t know what to do with a cold gaze.
He said, pulling on his sister’s sleeve.
“Young lady, I think there was a misunderstanding. I got lost on my way out of Cheonmu-gak, but Changryong happened to appear and offered to show me the way when he saw me struggling.”
“The way? Changryong? But what about Goku?”
Even if the directions are like that, why is Goku so excited?
I answered my sister with a smile.
“Ah, as we walked along, chatting about this and that, we got along better than I thought. Since I owed you a favor, I told you that I would show you a good sight, and that I should shoot you a weak shot, and that’s how it happened. I was planning on playing a little prank, but I think Changryong was really surprised.”
Only then did my older sister nod her head.
The older sister spoke to the boy in a voice devoid of emotion and highs and lows.
I feel like you know very well that the biggest psychological wound is not malicious comments, but the absence of comments.
“Thank you for guiding me, Little Dragon. I will be with you from now on. Well, that’s it.”
Then he turned to Changryong and invited me to have lunch with him.
“Go to Soryong. Go and have lunch together and tell me about the time you met the leader. I wonder what you talked about.”
“I wonder? I was just thinking about some warm dumplings.”
I was just about to nod to Changryong and turn around.
Come to think of it, I can’t just go on like this.
“Oh, wait a minute, my lady.”
“Why is that?”
“Men, let’s talk for a moment…”
He approached Changryong, who still had a dazed expression, and gestured with his hand to pull down his head.
Because this guy is taller than me.
Changryong lowers his head dumbfoundedly, not knowing what’s going on in my gesture.
I whispered quietly in his ear.
[I saved you twice.]
Then his head nodded quickly.
***
While eating dumplings with my older sister at a restaurant near the reception hall, I told her about the fact that I had received the iron railing from the leader, and my older sister’s eyes widened.
My older sister, who had been looking around, moved to sit next to me and then, as if she still felt uneasy, she came over to me with a surprised expression.
While tightly holding the dumpling in my sister’s hand.
[You have inherited the secret of the Iron Chest, the exclusive martial art of the Emperor!?]
Judging from my sister’s reaction, it seemed like she had prepared it very well, so I whispered in her ear.
[Yes, we look alike… Is that a good thing?]
[Yes, of course! Although the process of polishing is said to be painful, I know that once you master it, the Iron Grail technique can block even swords and strong energy. It is said to be comparable to Shaolin’s Diamond Indestructible Body Divine Technique, which is the unique martial art of Master Kwon Hwang······.]
From what I heard from my older sister, it seems like Cheolgwigong is a martial art that trains the muscles and bones of the body, and it trains the bones and skin to make them like steel?
He said that it was a very good martial art that, once you get used to it, even something like a knife won’t be able to penetrate your teeth.
‘So, if I learn this, I’ll become a bulletproof boy?’
A martial art that reminds you of something from your past life.
Listening to my older sister’s explanation, the Blood Cult’s methods usually involve wounding the opponent with their claws or the weapons they carry and sucking their blood. That’s why the leader was a disaster to the Blood Cult when he was active.
First of all, it’s hard to deal with since you can’t hurt it, but it sucks blood so you can’t recover, and if you beat it, it turns into a slurp, so it feels like a kind of blood-only munchkin.
[Also, since this is an external skill, there will be no problem for Soryong to learn it. The reason why he cannot learn various martial arts is because they do not match the mind method he has learned. We will have to look into it, but it is known that external skills are not greatly affected by the mind method. It is a martial art that even those who lack the qualities like Soryong can achieve great success through effort.]
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A story that is good for me in many ways.
It was a time when I thought I should not forget the grace of the leader.
Then I heard my older sister’s joyful voice.
A slightly elevated feeling, perhaps?
[And this martial art will be able to help me with my training. I heard that the Emperor whips himself every morning, and I can do that for him!]
[Chae, are you talking about whipping!?]
[Yes, Little Dragon, it makes your skin tough by whipping it.]
That means my older sister is going to whip me.
I felt very scared and thought it would be very painful, but I had a feeling that from an experiential perspective, it might not be a bad story.
In my past life, my parents also told me that it is good to have a lot of experience.
‘Is it a feeling of pure academic reflection?’
***
The next day, Changryong and Geombong came to find us leaving at dawn.
I thought that Doryong would apologize when we sat down for dinner that evening, but he was quiet at the time and suddenly appeared at dawn.
Although he said he would see her off, Geombong flew away, avoiding his older sister’s gaze as she boarded the ship.
[Thank you, Sohyeop.]
As I turned my head in surprise, Geombong quietly sent a message to me while hitting Changryong on the back of the head, as if the two were close friends.
[I heard the story from this fool. Thank you for your generosity. Small-scale cooperation.]
Perhaps he had vented his dark past to that woman last night, got scolded all night, and was brought in to apologize.
As expected, the sound of the dragon’s voice continues.
[I’m sorry, Sohyeop. Thank you so much for yesterday. After talking with Geombong last night, I realized how foolish I was. After seeing Sohyeop’s generosity yesterday, I was fully convinced. I apologize again.]
‘You’ve come to your senses. Your brother will be watching you from now on.’
Jegal Se-ga’s boat bowed its head slightly to Changryong and Geombong and then climbed back on board.
After another ten days from departure from Muhan, we arrived at Anqing, transferred to a small ferry, arrived at a place called Seoktae, and boarded the official road.
And then, by taking the train again, we were able to arrive at our destination, Huangshan, in five minutes.
A peak with sparsely grown trees on rocks that looked like it came out of a Chinese scenic photo in my past life, beautifully colored by the sunset.
The old man said, pointing towards the distant peak.
“It’s late tonight, so why don’t you stay at the inn at the foot of the mountain? Hwangsan is a rugged mountain, and it takes half a day to get to where Namgung Se-ga is.”
Hwangsan was a bigger mountain than expected, and the story goes that Namgung Se-ga settled on one of the many peaks there.
I entered the only shabby inn in the village at the foot of the mountain, muttering to myself, “What kind of house would be built on top of a mountain?”
“Master, can I have four rooms here?”
“Oh my. Come in. There are four rooms… A room for the young lady, a room for the prince, and a room for the remaining men. Palrang! Palrang!”
The innkeeper is looking for someone after being asked to give the old master a room.
Soon, a dot the size of a thumbnail on its nose jumped down from the second floor.
“Yes, Master. Hmph.”
“Here, take the two guests to their respective good rooms, and divide the remaining warriors into two rooms.”
“Understood, Master. Hmph. Please follow me.”
When I heard the sound of the nose being sniffed by the frog, I felt a tightness in my chest and followed Jeomsoi up to the second floor.
After everyone’s room assignments are over, Jomsoi asks while rubbing her hands.
“Ugh. What would you like for dinner, guests?”
“What are they good at here?”
“Our owner is best at making dumplings made with deer meat, and the deer bone stew and stir-fried dishes made with wild vegetables are the pride of our restaurant. Of course, our homemade Hwangju is also very delicious. It is very delicious because it contains medicinal herbs that can be found in Hwangsan.
And when you come to Hwangsan, you have to try Hwangsan Donhap (黄山炖鸽). It’s a dish made by boiling pigeon and Hwangsan horse mackerel. It’s the best.”
If it’s green meat, it’s venison. It looks like someone is hunting, and the old man who was listening to the story ordered several dishes.
When the order was finished and we were about to head back to our rooms.
Jeomsoi, who was heading downstairs after turning around, asked back with an expression on her face as if she had just remembered something.
“Oh, how many days will you be staying, and what will you do for tomorrow morning?”
“We have to climb Mt. Hwangsan at dawn tomorrow. Please prepare breakfast early. So we will stay overnight today.”
It was when the old master answered so casually.
Jeom So-yi asks again with a startled expression.
“Oh, you’re going to climb Mt. Hwangsan!?”
At his surprised reaction, I, my older sister, the commander of the Gupae clan, and the warrior of the Zhuge family who accompanied us to deliver the letter could not help but tilt our heads in confusion.
“How can that be?”
“Seo, you’re not going to Namgung Se-ga, are you?”
“It’s right to go there, but why is that happening? Is there something wrong with the Namgung family?”
Although he had heard that something had happened at Namgung Se-ga, when Gu-pae Dae-ju asked about it, pretending not to know, Jeom-soi looked around and made an awkward expression.
An expression that seems like he wants to say something but is having a hard time doing it.
Then, the old lord took out three iron coins from his bosom and handed them to Jeomso-yi.
-Cheolguruk.
“Actually, for the past two months, people climbing Mt. Hwangsan have suddenly disappeared.”
As expected from Jeomsoi, the light and polka-dotted mouth opened quickly even for a small amount of money.
Jeomsoi quickly accepted the iron sword that the old man had handed her, called us over, and began to explain in a quiet voice.
“Has a tiger appeared?”
“No, sir. It disappeared, but it was found again.”
“Then, it’s not a big deal, is it?”
Gupae Daeju looks like he’s lost for a moment, but he’s making a fuss.
At his words, Jeomsoi waved her hand and continued speaking.
“Ugh. No. Listen carefully, old man. Those who disappeared climbed Hwangsan Mountain to cut wood or gather herbs, and then suddenly disappeared. They were either found in the grass or caves by those who went out to look for them, or they came back down the mountain alone with blank expressions after three or four days.”
“It’s a strange thing, but what does it have to do with the Namgung family?”
In response to Daeju’s question, Jeomsoi looked around once more and answered.
“Ugh. But everyone who was discovered or came down on their own started to act strangely. After waking up, they would have a blank expression for a day or two and would repeat the word ‘fairy’.”
“Fairy?”
“Yes, well, they come back to their senses after a day or two. Later, when I heard stories from people who came to their senses, they said they met a beautiful fairy like the young lady you accompanied and spent a night in the mountains… Heung.”
‘Was this kid a YouTuber in his past life?’
“Okay, so what does that have to do with the Namgung family?”
The old master asked the guy with a frown, “Do you think the same as me?”
Then, Jeom So-yi nodded and said, “Okay.”
“Yes, but can we just leave these people who seem to have lost their minds?
So when I showed the people who had returned to the village to the doctor, they all said that it was because too much yang energy had been sucked out at once···.”
“Yanggi?”
‘Yanggi? If it’s yanggi… definitely.’
“Yes. Ugh.”
“But don’t be surprised. One of the people who came to his senses said that the person he spent the night with was a girl from the Namgung family… But here in the village below Hwangsan, everyone lives thanks to the Namgung family, so how could we let someone who says such a thing go unpunished?
“I caught him right away and reported him to Namgung Family. So Namgung Family started investigating this. When I called in the people who had passed out in the mountains and checked with them, they all said that the girl they had spent the night with was Namgung Family’s daughter, right?”
“What!? So, are you saying that the young lady of the Namgung family roamed the mountains and stole the masculine energy of men?”
“Yes, so now the young lady of the Namgung family is trapped in the house, and the people who were taken away have not yet returned.”
The story of a young lady from a noble family enjoying a one-night stand.
I wondered if I would ever meet him since he was caught by his father and locked in the house.
Because it seemed like there would be no back or calves left.
