Episode 1518 This isn’t my fault, is it? (3)
“Why are you smiling like that?”
“⋯⋯Well. Do you understand?”
Hwasan’s disciples looked at Ilhosingae, who was bursting into laughter, with bewildered faces. It’s a situation where you’ve lost everything, but you can’t help but look strange because you’re laughing so hard.
“Maybe it tastes a little bitter?”
“It tastes just like your Jodong club?”
“⋯⋯.”
As I listened to that laughter, a feeling of helplessness swept over me. Because it really sounded like he was declaring that this whole situation was over.
Jogeol was the first to stretch.
“Aww, I thought I was going to die.”
“therefore.”
“If you actually think about it, it wasn’t that dangerous.”
One by one, Hwasan’s disciples sat down on the spot.
“It was dangerous.”
“Ah, but it wasn’t anything compared to the North Sea, Hangzhou, or that damn trip to Hainan, right? Isn’t that right, accident?”
“I don’t want to think about it.”
Baekcheon smiled bitterly.
‘Definitely…’
Obviously this wasn’t that difficult. The situation itself may have been dangerous, but in any case, wasn’t there anyone other than Baekcheon who was visibly injured? It is nothing compared to the crisis of the past when everyone was in tatters.
Nevertheless, the reason why my body felt heavy and tired like Cheongeun may have been due to the burden of fighting against the same political faction.
While Baekcheon was thinking deeply, Yunjong suddenly looked at him with a shocked expression and said.
“By the way, Sasuk.”
“huh?”
“⋯⋯They won’t hold us responsible for opening up, right?”
⋯⋯Baekcheon’s gaze naturally turned downward. They were on the ruins of a collapsed gun post. Baekcheon smiled awkwardly and said.
“Shall we talk?”
“⋯⋯Please come to your senses, Sasuk.”
“If you look at this man every once in a while, he’s more than a hanger.”
“Isn’t that too much swearing?”
As I was making jokes one at a time, as if to relieve the tension in my body, a person quietly approached me.
“Amitabha Buddha.”
Everyone jumped up at the sound of displeasure. It was Hyebang.
As everyone hurriedly gave up their arms, Hyebang smiled and tried to stop them.
“There is no need to be too rigid. “Things may be strange between us, but aren’t we on the same page now?”
Baekcheon hesitated for a moment. Given the situation, it was natural that I had no idea how to deal with the Shaolin people.
However, there are people who justifiably ignore that obvious situation.
“Well, come quickly!”
“Hey, you bastard!”
“Shut your mouth!”
Silly words flew in from all directions. However, Cheongmyeong paid no heed and shot Hye-bang bluntly.
“How many steps does it take from Songshan to here? “If only they had come earlier, the headquarters wouldn’t have collapsed!”
Hyebang looked a little embarrassed and was sweating. Thanks to this, her shiny hair became even more shiny.
“Ah, Amitabha Buddha. “Sorry for being late, Hwasan Swordsman Association.”
“If you know, go a little faster next time. Ugh, let’s keep the new law and make soup.”
“⋯⋯Please shut up.”
Hwasan’s disciples could not stand their shame and covered their faces. How long has it been since you saw before your eyes a specimen of knight-annihilation, and now you are facing a specimen of ingratitude?
Moreover, watching Hye-bang apologize profusely for Cheong-myeong’s ridiculous unreasonable actions…
“We are the bad guys.”
“It’s like that to anyone, right?”
“At this point, I have to apologize to Shaolin.”
They were the disciples of Hwasan who felt solemn for some reason.
“Hye-yeon.”
At that time, Hyebang looked around and found Hyeyeon. Hyeyeon flinched in surprise.
“Come here.”
At Hyebang’s call, Hyeyeon blinked her big eyes and then approached hesitantly. When she saw Hye-bang earlier, she was filled with joy and gladness, but when the situation was over and she was about to face it, her fear seemed to raise her head.
Hwasan’s disciples who were watching from behind were whispering.
“Monk, you are very shy. “Do not fit in.”
“If you think about it, it was originally like that. “He was the type of person whose face turned red even off stage.”
“⋯⋯Ah. It’s been so long that I forgot about it. “He was that kind of person.”
The fact that Hyeyeon had changed so much also somehow made Hwasan’s disciples solemn.
Hyebang smiled as he looked at Hyeyeon who approached him hesitantly.
“You’ve worked hard.”
“Death penalty…”
“I tried my best.”
Hyebang gently patted Hyeyeon on the shoulder. Soon, Hyeyeon’s shoulders began to tremble slightly. Hwasan’s disciples also secretly had a faint smile on their lips.
“Are you crying?”
“Oh, I’m going to cry, death sentence. “I’m not a kid anymore.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Don’t make fun of me…”
Hyeyeon’s face turned red as if it would burst out in an instant. It was a sight that made me realize once again that the Shaolin monk, who was extremely feared by the Sapa and the demonic cults, was still just a young man in front of the executioner.
“But… is it really okay for you to come?”
“Didn’t you call me?”
“Yes, but…”
Hwasan’s disciples all tilted their heads at the unexpected conversation.
Hyeyeon called you?
At that moment, Hyebang spoke and answered their questions.
“No matter how many requests there were for the Ark of Openness and Hwaeumbuntaju, even if there were requests from Hwasan and Hwasan Sword Association…”
Hong Dae-gwang and Cheongmyeong licked their lips and looked at Hye-bang.
“And even if there is no violation of the law, it is not easy to intervene in the affairs of another door without the order of the head of the room. “You understand that, right?”
“⋯⋯Yes.”
This is so obvious. Because making a decision means taking responsibility. Who would dare to take responsibility for such a big matter?
“What decisively moved our hesitant hearts was your letter presented by Hwaeumbuntaju.”
“Death penalty…”
The volcano disciples all turned their heads and looked at Cheongmyeong. As if to explain what this means. Cheongmyeong proudly stuck out his stomach as if there was nothing to worry about.
“why? Isn’t it a natural strategy to use the affection of family and friends to change their minds? “It’s strange that he doesn’t use the same bald head to make requests to Shaolin.”
“That… bastard like Sagar…”
“No matter how you look at it, he should have gone to Sapa.”
It is said that Cheongmyeong personally had Hyeyeon write a letter requesting the salvation of Shaolin. And what did Cheongmyeong do to Hyeyeon in the process?
“If the results are good, everything is good! look! There was a touching reunion after the death penalty, right? You can say it’s all thanks to me! Ahem.”
“⋯⋯.”
Hwasan’s disciples, who had nothing more to say, hurled the whale away.
“⋯⋯But I really didn’t know you would come.”
“You should come.”
Hyebang smiled. Before we knew it, other Shaolin monks were gathering towards Hyeyeon and Hyebang. Everyone seemed happy to see Hyeyeon after a long time.
“A cute priest is calling, how could you not come as someone who has been executed?”
“Death penalty!”
“It’s a joke.”
Hyebang laughed softly. From a young age, Hyeyeon was a child with a taste for teasing. She was so talented that it was hard to get along with her.
“The reason we came here is not just because you are our favorite priest.”
“⋯⋯.”
“Because when everyone else was walking the wrong path, you were the only one walking the right path. At least that’s what people here think.”
Hyeyeon clenched her fists as if she was in tears. Hye-bang sighed with a slightly sad look on her face.
“It must have been difficult.”
“⋯⋯Death penalty.”
“It was only after confronting the room manager that I finally understood how difficult it must have been for you. “I wonder how difficult it is to go against the will of someone you trust and follow like a parent.”
Hyeyeon bowed her head. It must have been difficult for Hwasan’s disciples to understand his hardships, but now his brother-in-law understands and caresses them.
“You were able to come without hesitation because you trusted us and asked us.”
“But the head of the room…”
Hyebang grinned as if there was nothing more to hear.
“Of course the manager will not tolerate this. “He will say it is an excess of authority and will try to accuse me of a crime.”
Hyeyeon bowed her shoulders and trembled once again. At that moment, a humorous smile appeared on Hye Bang’s face.
“Still, why… do you have to kill me?”
“yes?”
When Hyeyeon asked dumbfounded, Hyebang shrugged her shoulders.
“Wouldn’t it be best to keep them locked up in the repentance building for a few years? You never know. In my lifetime, I may have the honor of doing face painting at Dharma-dong. And in the process, perhaps a miracle that leads to great enlightenment, like Josa, may occur.”
“Amitabha Buddha. “That’s too much, my brother.”
“You have to start with a bowl of that size…”
“These damn bastards!”
Hyebang made a fuss at the gentle noise coming from behind her. The Shaolin monks, who looked solemn, laughed quietly.
“⋯⋯Death executioners.”
Hyeyeon’s eyes quickly became filled with tears.
I wrote the letter as instructed. He fully included what he wanted to say in it. But even as he sent, he didn’t really think he would come.
However, the brothers received his letter and rushed from Seongsan to here in a month.
At that time, Hyebang withdrew his smile and spoke seriously.
“Don’t make that face, monk.”
“⋯⋯Yes?”
The voice became quite solemn.
“What we must follow is not the authority of the Sabah world. The important thing for Buddhists is to constantly reflect on whether they are walking the Buddhist path properly. “It is about having the courage to walk the thorny path of Buddhism in this world full of hardships.”
“⋯⋯.”
“If we look at our choice simply as a matter of loyalty to the death penalty, that means the monk is looking at us too easily. “We have come not for a priest named Hyeyeon, but to help a monk who is walking the right path.”
Hyeyeon looked at Hyebang in silence. She then seemed to understand what she had to do and she reverently took her class.
“Amitabha Buddha.”
Hye-bang smiled slightly after hearing the displeasure that came out. Then she hardened her face again and took her class face seriously.
“Amitabha Buddha.”
Hyeyeon and Shaolin monks bow to each other.
A class president honoring Lee Jo Hye-ga, who cut off one of his arms to gain enlightenment. The class leader is now being communicated to each other in a way that truly matches his intention.
Hwasan’s disciples nodded without realizing it.
“⋯⋯Amazing.”
“That’s right, death penalty.”
Even Yoon Jong-do, who was looking at him seriously, and Jo Geol-do, who was always looking for an opportunity to criticize So-rim, had no choice but to acknowledge this situation.
Maybe that is the true face of Shaolin, whom the whole world revered so much. I even felt a sense of reverence.
“Then now…”
“Okay, I should go back.”
Hyebang shrugged his shoulders.
“The news from here will soon be delivered to the Yangtze River, so wouldn’t it be natural for you to do as you please? “Now is the time to take care of it.”
As Hyeyeon’s face contorted into tears again, Hyebang suddenly slapped her on the head.
“evil!”
Hyeyeon, embarrassed, opened her eyes wide.
“You’re making that face again, you arrogant bastard.”
“⋯⋯.”
“You’re not the only one fighting. You have found a way to escape Shaolin and pursue Buddhism, but we will fight Shaolin within Shaolin.”
Hyebang saw Hyeyeon and Cheongmyeong standing behind them. Her young eyes showed a resolute will.
“It won’t be easy, but one day we will return Shaolin to where it belongs. “Is that our mission?”
Cheongmyeong and Hyebang’s eyes intertwined in midair.
Soon, a rare smile appeared on Cheongmyeong’s lips. A smile that looks extremely satisfying.
“Okay then, let’s go.”
“⋯⋯Yes? Bur, already?”
Not only Hyeyeon, but even Baekcheon was embarrassed.
The dust cloud from the collapsed wreckage has not yet settled, so where are we going already? However, Hyebang spoke with a calm face.
“We have finished what we have to do here, so it would be natural for us to go back. “I will leave the rest to Director Jang Moon.”
“Ah, no, but… at least give the Ark time to say thank you…”
“I didn’t want to be thanked, so it doesn’t happen.”
“yes? “That’s right…”
“Then I’ll see you next time. Amitabha Buddha.”
“Wow, Primordial Heavenly Father. Hello.”
Hyebang, the class leader, bowed his head and the Shaolin monks turned around without leaving a single trace of regret. Then he walked away without even looking back.
Hwasan’s disciples, who were staring blankly at the fluttering edges of the yellow cloth moving away, let out an exclamation.
“⋯⋯It’s really neat.”
“If Cheongmyeong were a bastard, he would have sung for three days and nights about how big of a deal he had for helping me while begging me to treat him.”
“stylish.”
“I should join Shaolin too.”
“really?”
“⋯⋯Actually, I’m a bit bald.”
While everyone was half in admiration and half in admiration, Baekcheon quietly placed his hand on Hyeyeon’s shoulder.
“monk.”
“⋯⋯It’s okay, Dojang. “I don’t regret it.”
A soft smile appeared on Hyeyeon’s lips as she stared at the executioners moving away.
“I’ll see you again sometime.”
Somehow, Hyeyeon seemed to have grown even more through this incident. Baekcheon smiled quietly and spoke with confidence.
“I guess so.”
And at that time… Hyeyeon will also have become a better monk than she is now. Baekcheon believed that it would definitely happen.