Infinite Level up in Murim Chapter 50

Episode 50 – 20. Unpredictable! Unmeasurable! Freshman! (1)2017.02.24.

Papa papa papa pat, towering.

By the time dusk slowly turns to gray.

I stopped running.

“Long time no see.”

A long journey from Haenam-do to Henam-do.

And at the end, the big castle gate that finally reached the front.

The front yard of the Moorim League, Namdaemun Gate in Jeongju looks down on me from a high place.

“Rarely… … It’s unfamiliar.”

I’ve seen it countless times in my past life, but now it’s definitely a new feeling?

After looking up at the castle gate for a while, I soon returned my gaze to the front. Because I couldn’t relax enough to spend it soaked in reminiscence.

It wasn’t all that I passed through here.

After going out to the North Gate and going 30 li further, the Yellow River comes out, and from there, you have to cross the river again by boat and go a long way to see the nature of the Murim Meng.

The time when it was already starting to get dark.

Even if he moved without delay, he would not be able to reach Murimmaeng until it was quite late.

“Are you going to do what you have to do?”

No matter how urgent it was, there were a few things that must be done in Jeongju before that.

Bubbly.

I shook my feet again, which had been standing for a while.

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Jeongju’s low street.

It’s really easy. That’s even more so the look of this quiet Jeongju.

It must be even more so because today is the entrance ceremony of Moorim University.

Jeongju actually ruled the Murim Alliance.

Local high-ranking officials such as Pojeongsa, Dojihwisa, and Anchalsa were all from the Murim Alliance, and most of the administrative, economic, and judicial affairs were actually entrusted by the imperial family.

In other words, on days when there are special events of the Moorim Maeng, Jeongju becomes either very quiet or very noisy.

Today, it is the former case.

“Are you saying that seeing things like this brings back memories?”

While I’m not aware of it, I’m walking around here.

Whenever I encounter familiar landscapes one by one, old memories that were scattered like fragments are calmly pushed back.

Passing through the clothesline,

It reminds me of barely buying a used uniform with my father’s meager inheritance.

Passing in front of the battlefield (錢場, now the bank),

I think of the case where I borrowed money recklessly and went through trouble,

Looking at the arsenal,

The phrase ‘new sword for the price’ reminds me of the experience of purchasing several swords from the Hokhae.

Damn, I have very few good memories.

‘Ah, do you have one?’

A piece of memory came to mind when I saw a shabby bar called Seonro Jujan (仙露酒棧) in the corner over there.

‘That’s where I first met my wife, maybe?’

wife, wife

– sorry. The girl longs for Yongcho and that person so much. If you care for me, let me go.

“… … .”

I checked… … This is a bad memory too.

There is a saying that bad memories become good memories in hindsight.

“It’s a f*cking sound.”

Bad memories are just bad memories. Bad is bad, it doesn’t get better with time. It’s just dull.

When something that had become dull comes back to mind sharply, it only makes me feel dirty.

How long did it take?

I felt a lot better, but I had a new realization.

‘As expected, my hair is really bad.’

Even though he had been in and out of Jeongju, he had so many distorted and distorted memories.

Because of that, the author went through every nook and cranny and re-learned the topography of this place.

Even though there is a [Jungwon Battle], it can only be used as an auxiliary tool.

Didn’t you go through it when you came from Haenam to here? I blindly believed in [Jungwonjeondo] and encountered various difficult things.

It was the same with the color magic incident.

After the work of reconfirming the path of settlement was roughly finished, I finally began to carry out my original purpose.

‘First of all, clothes.’

It has been 30 years since I entered the same clothing store where I bought used uniforms in the past.

If you are a student at Moorim University, there is a certain attire you must wear.

Waryong uniform and mutual uniform.

In the past life, I bought a mutual uniform, but this time it is a Waryong uniform.

One thing that hasn’t changed though.

What I bought this time was that the sleeves of the uniform were a hand short, which was ridiculous.

‘This bastard’s second-hand life. Is it used again even if I’m born again?’

I almost couldn’t buy this because I ran out of money, so in some way I should say it’s fortunate.

money.

Like anywhere else in the world, Moorim University does not have to be without it.

Even in my past life, I suffered ignorantly in mutual music due to lack of money. I am still lacking in martial arts skills, but I had to come to Jeongju and do various chores to earn extra income during the time to learn martial arts from tutoring.

The problem of money was also the reason for spending time here even at such a late yard.

I change into a used uniform that shows my wrists clearly.

This time, we headed to Waza (瓦子, entertainment district) lined with giru.

Soon, we arrived at the tallest building among the red towers lined up along the central street of Waza.

Cheonhyangru.

If you translate the name as it is, Giru has a thousand fragrances.

This place was famous as the best giru in Jeongju as much as its size, because it only received Moorim people as guests.

As I enter, the man standing at the entrance politely bows his head.

Because I look extraordinary?

No way?

The uniform of the Moorim University building he was wearing was also thanks to the Waryong uniform. Because 90% of the guests entering and exiting this place were the warriors of the Murim Alliance and students of the Moorim University.

No matter how worn out the uniform is, it is the Waryong uniform that cannot live without the Waryongpae. Just wearing them was great for them.

“Who would you like to nominate?”

I answered without the slightest hesitation.

“Cheonhyang Ilseo.”

In fact, the original name of this giru was Cheonhyangru (天香樓).

The reason why ‘Scent of the Sky’ was changed to ‘A Thousand Scents’ was very simple.

Cheonhyangseo (千香書).

It is unknown when it started, but every year, a book called Cheonhyangseo was written and distributed in bookstores and bookstores in Jeongju.

This book is a kind of ranking book for gisaengs, and was secretly sold among men based on the reputation and popularity of gisaengs (暢銷書, bestseller).

Cheonhyangilseo, which is the first chapter of Cheonhyangseo, refers to the current best courtesan and Luju of Cheonhyangru.

The man’s facial expression is visibly distorted.

His eyes, which quickly glanced up and down me, made it clear what he was saying.

Even if you are a Waryongguan student, who do you dare to nominate by acting like a beggar?

“Is this enough?”

I put a ‘stone’ I picked up in Haenam in his hand.

“… … !”

After confirming what it was, there was only one answer he could give.

“… … I will say goodbye right away.”

My eyes moved from the back of the man who disappeared inside to the tablet of Cheonhyangru.

Cheonhyangru.

The best Giru in Jeongju.

Well, technically… … .

‘The best secret auction house in Hanam.’

Maybe it’s the best in the world, I don’t know.

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Step inside, after about half each.

I stepped out of Cheonhyangru again.

A word that comes out of nowhere.

“Now is it a real homecoming of gold?”

Soon after, I stopped by the Jeongju branch of Jinjungjeonjang (金中錢場) not far from there. Behind me, the man from Cheonhyangru, who had neglected me at the entrance earlier, followed me with his back bent as if he were about to touch the floor.

After each half again.

I went out to the battlefield. While being sent off by all the employees of the Jeongju branch of Kumjungjeonjang.

“Please continue to patronize our battlefield! Great man!”

This time, I went back to the same clothing store where I bought a second-hand uniform. There was a beggar on the way, so I threw a crumpled piece of paper into the beggar’s begging bowl.

“Hey, kid! Why are you throwing away toilet paper here? Are you running behind?”

“… … .”

The piece of paper with the number 100 written on it, thrown out of the begging bowl, was carried away by the wind in no time.

It was like a mirage to an illiterate beggar.

Again after half each.

After changing into a uniform that seemed to fit perfectly, this time I headed for the weapons shop. Oh, I almost forgot, but on the way, I saw a child carrying several candies, so he exchanged a piece of paper for confectionery.

With a happy heart, I headed to the next place… … .

Paeng~.

I heard the sound of blowing my nose, and when I turned around, the child smiled brightly and waved at me. A wet, tattered piece of paper fluttered in her hand. At first glance, she saw the number one hundred torn to pieces.

The child soon went home with a bite of sweets.

“… … .”

… … Zhengzhou’s illiteracy is serious, serious.

Again after half each.

By the time the danggwa, which had been worth a hundred nyang, was about one nyang, I left the arsenal.

At that time, the armory shop owner jumped out and shouted.

“Where is the upper limit on the price of ingredients?”

I am,

Sugak!

Aiming the new sword at his wrist, he naturally nodded.

“Up to your palms.”

“… … !”

“If you play around again, be prepared.”

He doesn’t know what he did wrong or what the word ‘this time’ means, but the owner of the armory shop shakes his head.

“Don’t care about the price, make it the best.”

“… … .”

“Because I will definitely pay the money in arrears.”

Leaving him behind, I moved on to the track bar.

After each last half.

I left the tavern with a bottle of Yanghadaegok (洋河大曲), which costs 300 nyang per bottle.

A bar owner who has never tasted in his life, dances and sings in his throat, and comes out after him and bows his head.

“Please come back next time!”

Is it because of drunkenness?

At first glance, Jin Hye-in’s appearance overlaps the bar owner’s face.

‘What, is this my previous life’s wife?’

feed, it’s okay what come now

What if we meet again? Do you want to put a piece on your ears? Or what, forget about the past and reunite in a boring way?

Bad memories are bad memories you have to go through again. It may not be bad in the first place, so why go through it again?

If you stop visiting this tavern, everything will naturally flow in a different direction.

“You will never come again.”

Shaking my head, I left the North Gate of Zhengzhou and finally arrived at the port on the Yellow River.

It was late in the evening, so only one person was guarding the dock. An old man with impressive wrinkles that preserves the ups and downs of life.

I approached Mr. Noh and ordered him to cross the Yellow River. Then, as I was about to hand over the fare, he gently pulled down the tips of his eyes and handed them over.

“Look, young man. Judging by the outfit, it looks like a freshman at Moorim University?”

“yes.”

He watched the sunset and smiled like a warm grandfather next door.

“It looks like you’re already late, but I’ll give you a special ride today for free. haha.”

“You don’t have to… … .”

“It’s okay, it’s okay.”

Since I deal mainly with Murim people, even at that old age, they look at me and study anti-engineering. You’ve probably seen a lot of things you haven’t seen before… … .

I gave thanks with a light smile and got on the boat.

Is it because of the sunset? Or is it because of the sloppy boat?

In the distance, the fortress, which occupies from the mountainside to every corner of the valley, is visible in a whitish light.

Murim Alliance.

The affiliated factions dispatched disciples and warriors, sent resources, and sent support according to the constitution of the Murim Maeng Daejeonseo (武林盟大典書). … The leader was elected through consultation with the Senate, which consisted of the Gupailbang, the five great generations of the Jungwon, and several large clans and the leaders of the Sanggye… … The leader organizes 8 groups for the entire political faction and governs the midfield… … .

… … It’s a f*cking sound,

It is a group of strong gangsters, both in name and reality, formed to make the old family and the five generations look more noble and to reign over the middle and middle class and low-ranking warriors.

The four seas and islands? Equality for all people?

There are no words in the world as absurd as those.

In the Moorim League and Moorim University, there is a prior and a successor to everything.

Samundo, martial arts, age, place of origin, year, weapon,… … .

There are countless sequences.

Ranking is usually discriminatory, but there is nothing that excites people as much as that, and that absolute iron rule justifies all reigns.

Looking at Moorim Maeng again, the weight of that iron rule comes to me anew.

In the past, when I was on a boat like this, as I got closer and closer, the feeling of intimidation increased and I was choking.

Looking at that place now, it feels far away rather than heavy. It’s far away, so I feel like I’ll have to run diligently to reach it in 30 years.

Suddenly, I pulled out a piece of paper from my bosom, blew my nose, and threw it into the Yellow River, just like the child who was sucking sweets earlier.

“Hahahaha!”

I’m laughing for some reason

being a few days old.

A piece of paper with numbers that are visible for a moment, but then torn apart by the current and sinking.

When I see it, I feel empty inside without knowing what it is.

Then, he turned his head to Murimmaeng again.

‘Would you just buy that Murimmaeng? Or, build a new one?’

Ha ha ha, ha ha ha.

I can’t stand it even if I try, the corners of my mouth go numb.

I’ll think about that again later, well.

“We open the warehouse.”

Woo woo woo woo-.

My son-in-law reacts to my voice and darkens.

Para-la-la-la-rock!

The scenery of Murimmaeng along the Yellow River was erased and the pure white [warehouse] world appeared. Such a world where 20 lines centered on me spread out in an orderly manner in all directions.

that fills the world,

Nyaaaaaaaagh~

A cat the size of a leopard, drinking the finest silk wine.

Bots and drunkards with new weapons bought from armory stores and taverns.

Changgwang Jade standing tall in a corner.

A few squares across from it, the [Ghosts] and stolen goods obtained by robbing the wild greens.

And all the remaining spaces are occupied… … .

‘Carrying luggage’.

Colorless, blue, yellow, green, purple and so on.

There were various kinds of corundum raw stones that played a part in my shoulders over the past winter. missing just one egg.

Finally, a small pocket was thrown on the floor next to the care package.

As I stared at the pockets, they naturally came to me. What was in the pocket was a sharpened needle and a piece of iron.

I closed the [warehouse] with my pockets in my pocket.

“What is it?”

To Nosa Gong’s question, he answered by throwing a needle and piece of iron into the Yellow River one by one.

“This is a sword, this is an ax, this is a sword, this is an ax again… … .”

“What do you mean? No matter how I look at it, I can only see needles or fragments.”

“ha ha ha. After diligently taking the stone and taking it again, it was broken and ground into wolves.”

“Heh heh, what a young man with a good joke.”

Sigh, I laughed lightly and threw the remaining pieces of iron into the river.

That’s 10,000, that’s 100,000, that’s 10,000, that’s another 100,000… … .

Even though they are now useless, they are grateful needles that gave me a lump of stone, no, a lump of money.

After all the needles are gone.

“Thank you. You will be blessed.”

Pot-!

I jumped all the way to the land at once from the distance that I used to have to be on the boat more. When I turned my head, the startled boatman was waving a piece of paper and shouting something.

I couldn’t hear it, but I could guess what it meant.

I left this by mistake. come back and take it

– You are blessed. haha.

After the whisper, I turned around.

Papa pat!

The front gate of Moorimmaeng, Mumungwan (無門關), which is visible in the sunset light.

I jumped into it in a month.

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