Puck!
Kwak Bong, who had gotten hit in the back of the head, fell forward.
“Why are you hitting me?!” He screamed out, causing Do Pyeong-su to hit him once more. He was confident that he was strong enough to face the three evils of Gangseo alone, but he could not avoid the hand of the Blood Lion.
“Where are you talking about?”
“Because you beat me for no reason!”
“Why not? The size of the firewood is different.”
This was because there was no free board and lodging at Oseon Manor, Kwak Bong was entrusted with chopping firewood. He was not someone who was careless enough to sit here, play, and eat, so he did what he had to do, but then this happened.
“How do you cut all the firewood like this?!” He cut the firewood cut into eight equal parts in one axe that was the same size without a single inch of error.
“Uh, it’s going to disappear to ashes anyway, so it doesn’t have to be the same…”
Puck!
“Do what you tell me to do.”
Sehwa, like a fairy of consolation, came to Kwak Bong, who was standing in tears as Do Pyeong-su became distant.
“Now, don’t touch the masters’ plantings.”
“Why?”
“Sabaek has gone a long way alone. You must be very upset, but I don’t know what kind of anger you’ll get if you mistreat the masters now.”
“Are you sure you want to kill me?”
“I may die. that’s miserable too. Limbs cut off and tongue pulled out or something like that.”
Sehwa, who left eerie words, walked away with a clumsy step that did not quite match her beauty.
‘It’s definitely not an ordinary family.’
Geom Woo-bin glanced at a man in his early twenties as he rode her horse. Kang Hak-pyo, who dropped a candle from his bosom, was apparently participating in this show as a leader.
‘Should I pay attention to Pyo-Doo Oh?’
When the fire extinguisher was burned, it inhaled the smoke and fell into a deep sleep. It was a fairly expensive herb, so it was difficult to find unless you were from a very wealthy family.
It was certainly strange that a single embroiderer had a fairly large amount of screen seconds. However, that alone could not investigate Kang Hak-pyo’s fault.
Kang Hak-pyo, who had been working for 10 years in the Western Pyo-guk, was fairly trusted by everyone. If he excuses his insomnia that he uses it personally, he had no choice but to skip it.
He thought, ‘It could be,’ but the odds of that happening didn’t work. The three wagons full of luggage moved slowly toward Anhui Fortress. The flag of the western emblem fluttering at the front and rear was so powerful that it won concessions on many roads.
Of course, it was not possible to avoid the greenery as a western landmark. However, it was different from the bandit Geom Woo-bin vaguely fought. When three bandits blocked the way forward, an elderly man stepped out. A representative then explained to Geom Woo-bin.
“I am a negotiator. He is a sleeper with greens and strings.”
He shouldn’t attack the target blindly as a bandit. If that happened, the security of the evasion would become more and more difficult, and this would be no good for the bandits. In particular, the representatives of large-scale marksmanships, such as Western marksmanship, were accompanied by unavoidable masters even as a large number of bandits.
Bandits were people too, but he knew that their lives were precious. Pyo-guk wanted to avoid the situation where the bandit would kill the leader and the puppeteer. In this way, a toll was a way for both bandits and flags to step back.
If the mark was safely transported with the right amount of money, the mark was good, and the bandit was not a bad choice because it was possible to make money without bleeding. The negotiator spoke a few words with the bandit, and then took a bag from Pyo-guk and handed it to the bandit.
The bandit, who checked the amount in the pocket, disappeared after arguing. Even after meeting the bandits, they went on their way as if nothing had happened. For Geom Woo-bin, all of this was a strange experience.
The night then passed without incident. This is because he stayed in a place called Seobanghyeon. Pyo-gyuk left the city and entered a place with rice fields on both sides. Geom Woo-bin, who was behind him, speeded up his speech and approached Pyo-gyuk and Oh Sang-jun.
Oh Sang-jun, who saw Gum Woo-bin, spoke first. “You will reach Namgungse by tomorrow afternoon.”
“Then are you going to camp today?”
“Yes. There is no proper place to stay in the middle. But how did you know that?”
Oh Sang-jun was always polite to Geom Woo-bin. In Hangzhou, the name Suzhou Ship was located much higher than Geom Woo-bin had initially thought.
“I predicted the way I was going and hit him roughly.”
“I have a lot of camping experience, so it won’t be too much of an inconvenience.”
“Oh, Pyo-guk, have you ever tried sashimi?”
Oh Sang-jun’s throat moved up and down.
“Yes. I’ve only tasted one or half. To be honest, it’s too expensive to drink with my monthly salary.”
“There are a few scammers that I personally have. In my opinion, I would like to serve everyone, but they’re not a lot, so I think I can only give three people: Pyo Oh, Pyo Noh, and Pyo Seong.”
The labor minister and the name of the surname were also two out of the six voters in the Western Pyoguk. Usually, one leader accompanied each mark, but this time, there were so many expensive items that three heads came out.
“I don’t know if it is disrespectful to offer alcohol while performing.” As Geom Woo-bin gently pulled back, Oh Sang-joon quickly intervened.
“No. A drink or two is fine after work and before going to bed.”
After the conversation, Geom Woo-bin, who fell backward, looked at Kang Hak-pyo.
‘Your face is full of anxiety, and you care more about the inside than the outside.’
Doubt turned to certainty. The Minister of Labor passed by Gum Woo-bin and whispered.
“I’m fine with three glasses.”
Such was a cute act that was obviously a scam. She nodded as if Geom Woo-bin didn’t care, and the Labor Minister’s face widened.
As the sun began to set, camp preparations began on the mountainside. Because it was a basin, it blocked the wind, and the ground was flat, so it was good for making a bed. Priests and janitors, who were accustomed to camping, were busy preparing meals and firewood.
In the meantime, she had nothing to do with Geom Woo-bin. If she picked up a tree branch and hit it, she would buy a ticket and dry the embroidered pieces.
“Seo Joo-seon, please just rest.”
“If you put soil on Soju-seon-sama’s hands, we will be scolded.”
Only Geom Woo-bin herself did not know why she was being treated like this. After all the work was done, the four of us gathered together. It was on a wide rock in the middle of the forest where the eyes of the other party could not reach.
“Are you sorry that we only drink together?”
At the words of Seong Joo-myung, the Labor Minister said, “Then you go to sleep.”
“Heh heh! My taste always triumphed over my conscience.”
Geom Woo-bin pulled out four bottles from her arms. It was such a small bottle that only two cups could be served per bottle.
“I’m acting, so I shouldn’t drink too much, right?”
“Sure. This is just right.”
Geom Woo-bin didn’t drink. This was because she had already taken the antidote for screen seconds. The antidote-infused scammer may taste a little different, but the three Podus nevertheless burst into exclamation.
She drank it sparingly, but her drinking party did not last long because the amount proved to be so small. “When I return to Hangzhou, I will treat you properly.”
“Is that true?”
“Isn’t there a shortage of scammers in the fraud brewery?”
Geom Woo-bin soothed the disappointment of the three pyo-dus like that. Most of the puppets and pawns were already in bed.
Geom Woo-bin also went inside the soft sleeping bag and waited for the incident to happen. If nothing were to happen today, then what Kang Hak-pyo was aiming for was probably the item from Namgung Sega.
Fortunately, he didn’t have to wait that long. He moved carefully, but a rustling sound reached his ears. In addition to this, the smell of burning candles tickled the tip of his nose. It was a low wind basin, so the smoke was sucked into the nostrils of everyone who slept.
As Geom Woo-bin expected, Kang Hak-pyo got out of bed after a few moments passed. He didn’t seem as cautious as when he put the screen candles in the campfire.
Soon, a new sign was felt in the forest. Even with his eyes closed, he could see that there were four.
“You seem to have handled it well.”
Judging by his voice, he was a middle-aged man. Then, Kang Hak-pyo’s voice continued. “Give me the money you promised.” “To be addicted to gambling and sell people like brothers. Your life is a mess too.”
“Pyo-guk only sees his hand, so who am I selling to?”
“The mark loses money as well as lose their lives.”
“What do you mean? Are you sure you want to kill Pyo and Jiangjasu?”
“Do you know why we are called Muyeong-sazan? Because it never leaves any evidence or traces, it is silent, and the last cup is…”
Whoops!
After the sound, Kang Hak-pyo’s low moan followed. “Hey, promise… This shows the end of cruelty.”
The sound of Kang Hak-pyo falling had been heard. “It’s been a long time since I’ve slapped people who are sleeping.”
“We don’t want to be hit by the night dew for a long time, so let’s hurry.”
Geom Woo-bin could no longer pretend to be asleep. “I couldn’t sleep because it was noisy.”
Noh Daebang, one of the Muyeongsajans, who was about to stab the nearby Pyo’s chest with a knife, was startled. He had never seen a human who did not fall asleep at the beginning of the screen.
“Uh, how are you awake?”
“Did you hope you don’t wake up talking so loudly?”
This time, a voice was heard from the other side. The three pyo-doo also escaped from the sleeping bag.
“Is this not possible?” Joo-Myeong Seong shouted at the sleeping people.
“These guys! What are you doing? Are they all deaf!”
Geom Woo-bin remarked, “These people inhaled what is called screen vinegar and fell asleep.”
Still, the three pyo-heads thought it was strange that only they had happened. “A screenshot?”
Geom Woo-bin then pointed to Kang Hak-pyo, who was killed by a knife, and explained what he was doing. “So, you mean that Hak-pyo made a fuss with that shaman and put us to sleep? The reason we didn’t fall asleep is because the antidote contained in the liquor the soju ship gave us, right?”
“Yes, so the scammer wouldn’t have been able to. When I go back to Hangzhou, the liquor I drink will taste better than today.”
“Today’s sashimi also tasted great… No, that’s not the problem now.”
The eyes of the three pyo-heads were focused on Muyeong-sazan.
“You are the invincible samurai who has a splendid reputation.”
The reason Muyeong-sajan was famous was because of its brutality and martial arts, as well as erasing the traces of the crime. Unlike the usual way where martial arts had become famous, Muyeong-sajan had become more famous because of the fact that although martial arts were of little value, he had achieved a lot because of it.
The ten years of indulgence of men doing so many bad deeds proved their meticulousness. However, now, it was discovered like this by Geom Woo-bin, who had just appeared in Moorim.
“Where can we see how insignificant the martial arts of the martial artist are?”
The magistrate Zhan pulled out his sword in unison.
“Even if we are not masters, we are not to the point of being beaten by a pyo-doo. We also have an advantage in numbers.”
Geom Woo-bin remarked, “He has a high criminal intelligence, but his arithmetic is bad. It’s four to four.”
Muyeong-sajan burst into laughter all at once. “Are you saying that a guy who hasn’t even lost his fur under his nose is going to get stuck?”
Geom Woo-bin smiled at Jang Ji-il, a middle-aged man with a mustache who spoke. “Then you can hang out with me.”
With that, he rushed to Geom Woo-bin. It seemed that he did not miss the opportunity to preempt this opportunity. He didn’t even carry a weapon. Naturally, the other three had a fight with the three heads.
He swung his sword towards Woo-bin’s neck with the momentum to kill him at once.
He could tell this just by looking at the momentum, but he was convinced by the movement of the sword.
‘Weak.’
Being strong and weak was a subjective judgment to the last, and the place work was not a match for Geom Woo-bin.
Geom Woo-bin avoided the sword wielded by Jang Ji-il for a while and watched the fight between the three pyo-dus. It was also due to the fact that Muyeong-sajan’s martial arts were not very strong, but the reason why the three pyo-heads were able to push them with ease was because they had basic skills.
It was his first actual battle, so he wanted to fight a little more, but the field work proved to be too weak against the actual battle.
With that, Geom Woo-bin took a big step and slapped Zhang Il’s chest with his palm.