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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1366


Episode 1366. Do you know what shame is? (One)

When Cheon Woo-maeng and his disciples from Haenam left and saw each other again, the first thing they said was an excuse.

“…It’s right to help, though.”

“Who doesn’t know that? Of course that’s true. “We are not animals, but if we have been favored, we must repay it.”

“yes. That’s right… That’s right, but how easy is it? What would happen if those beastly Sapa bastards found out? “Not even a single ant baby in this village would survive.”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying. They don’t know what kind of guys Sapa is. Aren’t they actually people who can fight if they’re wrong? “How do you know how people like us feel when we have to lie flat on our faces and hope for someone to save our lives?”

“Still… you must have been disappointed.”

“That’s right. Even if it’s just me, I’m very disappointed. “They were people who helped me with a good heart.”

“Leave it at that. What can I say? It’s a sin to have no strength, and it’s a sin to stand and dig in the dirt in a place like this. “If it weren’t for the Sapa bastards, who would have regretted such grain?”

But as if that wasn’t enough to soothe his uncomfortable feelings, as time passed, words of disapproval began to emerge.

“To put it bluntly, wouldn’t this have happened if those noblemen hadn’t been bullied by the Safa guys in the first place?”

“Uh huh, why are you saying that?”

“Was I wrong? “When did you brag and boast that you would take care of the evildoers, and didn’t you get scolded by them and get kicked out of Gangnam?”

“Well, that’s true even though it’s not something to say carelessly.”

“If those political factions and other such idiots hadn’t done such nonsense in the first place, we wouldn’t have lived in such pain. If you think about it, it happened because of them, so why should we feel guilty? “If you want to feel guilty, you have to feel it there!”

“Well, it’s not that wrong… “Anyway, aren’t they people who helped out of good intentions?”

“The same goes for helping! Aren’t they clearly aware of our situation? Are we the kind of people who can’t imagine what will happen if we carelessly help them? “What do people who have learned enough and know enough to know do?”

“⋯⋯.”

“And helping is just a word. They said they were sending us to Gangbuk, so who came? “He just walked away this time!”

At those words, the villagers’ faces strangely hardened.

“In the first place, those idiots don’t care whether idiots like us die or not. “When things were going well, I left the grain behind as a courtesy, but now that the situation is getting a little worse, aren’t they asking me to at least hand it over?”

“Didn’t you say you were going to buy it? “I’m going to buy it…”

“Did you get any money? How do you know if it will really be given or not? And even if you receive that money, can you use it properly? In a world like this, grain that you can put in your mouth right now is much more valuable than that piece of metal!”

The truth is a little different.

It is not wrong to say that grain is more important than money in difficult times, but the current Gangnam is not so chaotic that money is not useful. Even if you go to a big city right now, you can still get grain as long as you have enough money.

Most of the people here knew that fact, but they never dared to point it out loud. Because talking about it will only make them worse.

“What would have happened if the village chief wasn’t there? “If it weren’t for the village chief, all the grain here would have been stolen.”

“That’s too much to say.”

“What do we know? “If someone who has lived even a little longer and has deep thoughts says so, I have no choice but to follow it.”

“He is like that too.”

They are the ones who made the choice. The old man just conveyed what he thought.

But looking away was easier than facing. Even though it may cause more trouble in the future, it will be easier for now.

So, you can just assume that they followed the pressure of their older brother. Because the old man is the village chief of Hyeongga Village, who has the most say.

“Now that’s enough. Still, didn’t they send you a good meal? “If you’ve done that, you’ve repaid the favor.”

“…Stop.”

“Isn’t that wrong? That one meal may be nothing to those people, but wouldn’t we have to starve for more than 15 days because we gave them that grain? “If you had stopped, you would have shown all the sincerity you would have shown.”

“Well, I told you to stop.”

A man grabbed the shoulder of the person who was speaking passionately. However, the person who raised his voice rejected the dissuasion and lost his temper.

“why? “Am I not allowed to say anything out of my own mouth?”

“That’s not it! Back, huh? behind!”

“huh?”

The man looked back.

Hyeong-wook stood looking at him as if he felt pitiful. The man’s face grew hot for a moment and he cleared his throat awkwardly.

“K-huh. “Are you here?”

“Did you say you paid it all back?”

“⋯⋯No, I mean⋯⋯.”

“My brother told me something a long time ago.”

“Yes?”

Hyeong-wook said as if chewing.

“Just because you can’t learn and is poor doesn’t mean you have no shame. “Shame is not something you learn; it’s something you just know as a person.”

The man closed his mouth like a clam.

“Then what should we call a person who has no shame?”

There was no answer back. Hyeong-wook left his place without even bothering to wait.

Everyone who saw his rough gait sighed. Once the atmosphere was like this, people quickly looked at each other and dispersed.

The village was soon filled with deep silence.

Even those who felt guilty deep in their hearts, those who thought that Hwasan and his party had gone too far by coming unexpectedly and making unreasonable demands, and even those who felt that their choice had been decided in their hearts, were not willing to open their mouths.

The sun set, night came, and after an unusually quiet dawn, dawn broke over the mountains.

“Tsk.”

The old man opened the door and came out, clicking his tongue.

Last night, Hyeong-wook did not come home. A guy who had lived his whole life in the mountains couldn’t have suddenly suffered such a disaster, so he must have stayed up all night outside just because he didn’t want to face his father’s face.

“It’s because a guy who isn’t that young is full of hitting like this.”

The world is not a very easy place. It would be time to know that now…

The old man shook his head in frustration.

‘It’ll be okay in a few days.’

he knows Even wounds that seem like they will die right away will heal over time and become covered with scabs. If you repeat this a few times, the pain will become less even if you suffer the same injury.

The same goes for the human mind. Even if it hurts and hurts, if you experience the same thing a few times, it will soon become dull. Would it be any different just because it was a feeling of guilt?

The old man just hoped that this would help his son face reality a little more.

Jeez. Jeez.

At that time, footsteps were heard in the old man’s ears. The old man turned his gaze to the entrance of the village and soon became thoughtful and opened his eyes.

“Ah…”

A group whose viciousness could be felt just by looking at their eyes was rushing into the village. A cool chill ran down my spine.

Sigh.

The person at the head of the group, who looked neat and different from the tough-looking people at the back, flicked his finger. And he said.

“Bring every single person with you.”

“yes!”

The old man’s face was covered with black despair.

“Please save me!”

“I didn’t do anything, it’s better!”

The dragged villagers were made to kneel in the center of the village. My older brother was no different, with legs that were so dry that they seemed ready to break at any moment.

They were suddenly dragged out in the morning and made to kneel, but no one could properly protest or question them.

It’s natural. In the first place, a warrior is no different from the Grim Reaper to ordinary people.

Even if just one person appears, the village will be turned upside down, so what can they say when hundreds of people surround them?

I was so scared that I felt like I was going to lose consciousness at any moment.

“Ahh!”

“Tongue, Hyeongwook!”

My older brother, who had been lowering his head at the sound coming from next to me, suddenly looked up in surprise.

My son, who had not come home last night, was being dragged by his hair. I would have rather stayed away and luckily survived, but it looks like that weak-hearted guy was wandering around the village even while he was angry.

‘Oh, no.’

The old man clenched his skinny fists. His eyes widened and he came to his senses.

If I had been in a situation where I could move without being noticed, I would have slapped myself hard in the face.

‘It was said that even if you are bitten by a tiger, you will survive as long as you come to your senses.’

Didn’t he ignore his benefactor in the first place out of fear that something like this would happen? The village people didn’t do anything wrong. So…

“These are everything!”

At the sound of someone shouting, the cold-looking civil servant in front nodded his head.

“As long as you answer honestly, you will not suffer any harm.”

Everyone swallowed their saliva at those blunt words. The question was dropped.

“Were there any political sects in this village?”

The villagers looked at each other for a moment. It’s not because of my conscience. They were worried that they would be harmed just by admitting that a political faction had set foot here.

However, Munsa and Hu Jiaming were not the ones to look after such a situation.

“You don’t understand what I’m saying. “Kill a couple of people as an example.”

“D-I heard! “I heard it, I’ll get better!”

At that moment, my older brother shouted at the top of his lungs.

thud! thud!

And then he hit his head on the floor and bowed.

“Of course they came!”

“okay?”

“yes! He said he needed grain. “I’ll pay the price, so give me the grain…”

“grain?”

“Yes that’s right!”

Hu Jiaming nodded as if he understood.

“so? Did you give it away?”

“Well, how could that be! Although we are foolish, we are not so foolish that we do not know who is taking care of us! “I flatly refused!”

My older brother was ready to answer whatever came next. If it’s a reprimand, it’s a reprimand, if it’s a compliment, it’s a compliment, whatever it is.

However, what he said next went far beyond what the old man expected. In the first place, the family name was not even interested in the grain that they might have given away.

“Right. good night. “Then where did they go?”

“⋯⋯Yes?”

The villagers looked at each other.

Where did you go? How on earth would the villagers know that?

“Don’t you know?”

“Well, up to that…”

The old man reflexively raised his gaze and looked around. I could see Hu Jiaming’s face, his eyes to be exact.

The light in those eyes was calm. But that’s why it was so scary. Calm eyes, as if looking at a stone or tree rather than a person. Just by looking at this, the old man could tell what this man thought of the village people.

“How can you believe that?”

“⋯⋯Yes?”

“I don’t trust people. “All I believe is the simple truth that life is more important than conscience.”

When Hu Jiaming gave a light chin, the people on the left and right approached the villagers.

“Let the one who speaks live. “Kill all the rest.”

“yes!”

The old man’s face turned blue.

It was that moment.

“I am the author!”

Someone from the village shouted desperately.

“He followed them at the end! The author will know!”

“So, Sogil! “What are you talking about!”

The old man rolled his eyes and shouted as if he were having a fit. This is because the person the man was pointing at was none other than Hyeong-wook.

“Why, why! “Isn’t it true!”

“What is this between people from the same village…!”

“What does the person who said that you have to live with your conscience and see for the time being mean? “You said yesterday that people like us have to live for now, no matter what we do!”

The old man’s eyes twitched.

I didn’t mean it that way. Just to get those political faction people out…

“I’m the author! “This is Hyeong-wook!”

“He followed me!”

“You guys don’t know anything! “That guy will know!”

The villagers, who had realized what their means of survival were, were struggling and shouting.

“stop.”

The warriors who were approaching menacingly at Hu Ga-myeong’s instructions retreated.

Ho Ga-myeong glanced at Hyeong-wook, who all the villagers were looking at desperately. The man named Hyeong-wook had a pale complexion, but surprisingly, his expression was quite calm.

“Do you know?”

“⋯⋯Yes.”

Hyungwook obediently acknowledged the fact.

“It’s no use trying to push these guys. “I’m the only one who knows.”

“Then answer me. “Where did they go?”

“Before that, I want to ask you something. Are you a high-ranking person in the Society?”

Hu Jiaming frowned slightly.

“Let’s put it that way.”

“Then, since you must have learned a lot, let me ask you a question. “Perhaps?”

Hyeong-wook paused for a moment and laughed.

“Do you know what shame is?”

For a moment, everyone’s eyes trembled. The village people and the Maninbangdo who guarded the family name. I couldn’t help but tremble at the absurd words that were dared to be thrown at Hu Jiaming.

However, Ho Ga-myeong and Hyeong-wook-man, who uttered those words, were facing each other without the slightest agitation.

Hu Jiaming’s mouth opened.

“Baekbi (白匕).”

“Yes, soldier.”

“Find out.”

“yes!”

The person called Baekbi approached Hyeong-wook and took out something from his sleeve. It was a rainy road with a blackened edge.

Hyeong-wook chuckled as he looked at the rain. And he muttered.

“Now I know too. “Am I a shameless person?”

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.


The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung.
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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect

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