Surviving as a Cripple in Murim

34 – My sister is Baehwagyo (12)

When I told Muk-gang, who was examining my body closely to see if there was anything wrong, about what he had seen in the image world, Muk-gang looked at me with a slightly surprised face. Said.

“… A celestial being has carved you into his world. Should I say good luck or bad luck? What kind of life did you live at such a young age?”

Huh? What a celestial being all of a sudden? Does Moorim have Elyos like Fantasy? Then, are there demons as well? What is the use and what is not? Moorim is great.

I admit defeat of fantasy.

“Yeah, she just lived a happy life while eating the food her mother gave her. But what is a celestial being?”

“Usually, heavenly beings refer to the eight beings, tribes, and eight gods who play in the sky and ignore the ethics of the earth.

Mukgang explained by writing the members of the Eight Masters on the dirt floor with a twig.

Heaven, Dragon, Yaksha, Gandharba, Asura, Garura, Kinnara, Mafuraga迦)

“The most important of these are Heaven and Dragon. A normal person should never become involved with these two beings.”

As soon as I hear the word dragon, I think of the cute baby Gwahae’s face. We ate together, played together, and slept together. Always been together

It was terribly entangled with rude words. It is a relationship between Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang.

“Uh… It seems that you are already connected to the dragon.”

At my words, Mukgang frowned for a moment, but then nodded his head as if to reassure him.

“Dragons are basically docile creatures. Do not harm people recklessly. But-“

‘As expected! How nice our Gwahae is!’

“It should not be related to the bloodline of Wu Shun, the Dragon King of the North Sea.”

My heart, which was trying to be comfortable, becomes heavy again at Mukgang’s afterword. This is the name I heard somewhere, Osun, the Dragon King of the North Sea.

… Gwahae’s mother, according to Jegal Sowol’s words, is a dragon who becomes Gwahae’s father.

“Just as each person has his/her personal inclination, there is a usage inclination. Depending on your bloodline and the life you have lived, the object you are obsessed with changes.”

“An obsession?”

For some reason, it is an ominous and scary word that seems like regret and exhaustion will follow.

“Yes, the dragon is usually docile, but he is frighteningly obsessed with the things he likes.”

“For example, Oh Kwang, the Dragon King of the East Sea, likes to collect treasures. In particular, he is obsessed with precious swords and armor. He who touches his treasure will never let go.”

“And Oh Heum, the Dragon King of the West Sea, is obsessed with the act of making a promise. He will never forgive you, even if it is a friend or family member, if you do not keep your promises.”

I won’t let go, I will never forgive. I get goosebumps and my hamstrings tingle at the scary words.

“… Then what is the North Sea Dragon King Wu Shun obsessed with?”

“It is love.”

“… Yes? Love?”

“Osun, the Dragon King of the North Sea, literally rules the North Sea, the coldest sea in the world, so he yearns for warmth and longs for love. That’s why he often kidnaps someone he loves to his palace.”

No… If it’s cold, get a heater. Wear clothes Why are you kidnapping the little guy? Are you a psycho?

Let’s not continue talking because I’m stupid. Muk-gang paused for a while and spoke in a serious voice as if to warn me.

“There may be differences, but basically, Oh-soon’s lineage resembles this tendency, so he is sincere in love. I will never forget the warmth I felt once. No matter where you hide in the world, you will surely find it. That is why it is dangerous.”

It reminds me of the soft and cool glutinous rice cake-like cheeks that clung to me.

… Come to think of it, I liked that I hugged him because he was warm. I thought it was just because I grew up not being loved and I like hugs. You looked like your father

But overdoing is still a baby. Do you know what love is?

[…] Medicine and delicious!]

Reminds me of Gwahae’s face as he munched on snacks with a bright smile on his face.

-Well, it’s a world where there is no pre-yeonsi. How can I know love at such a young age?

‘… Are you really doing well?’

Maybe it’s because I saw the excesses in the world of images. Today, I want to see Gwahae.

It’s unfortunate, but I couldn’t see it because I wanted to see it, so I shook my head, shook my head, and asked Muk-gang in a serious voice.

“I will tell you directly, Mister. I was entangled with the blood of the Dragon King of the North Sea. Because he has a runaway history. What should I do to keep from running amok?”

I taught you too much. So I have to take full responsibility.

Personally, I hope to walk the path of a man, but I must not deny the dragon’s blood either. Gwahae is a half-blood of a human and a dragon.

Both human and dragon figures are precious. So don’t turn a blind eye to dragon-related issues. You should know more about dragons.

In my counseling, Mukgang said, “Somehow I knew that.” – He sighed with the same face. He responded to my consultation with a serious face.

“The way I personally recommend is that the two of you hold hands and go into the mountains and live in the order of five.”

“… To? Is it a mountain? Is there any other way?”

It’s not bad to live happily with Gwahae, but I hate mountains. I like to talk, so it’s a life in a beautiful mountain nature. It’s a very uncomfortable life.

You have to find food yourself, there are a lot of bugs, and even if you get injured, there is no hospital nearby. Beyond the inconvenience, life in the mountains is not to be taken lightly. It’s a dangerous place

It is also very quiet. Personally, I like things that are noisy and fun. At least I want to live in a neighborhood where people wander around.

“Then one of the two. Either die or become a hero.”

“… Why do you keep talking about extreme methods? Anything else?”

“There is no such thing. The ending given to those who fearlessly climb on the dragon’s back is to fall and die because they cannot handle the dragon’s power, or become a hero by taming the dragon’s horns. It is only one of the two.”

In the first place, it was too much to climb on top of me sleeping all the time. It is unfair.

Anyway, we stayed silent and talked more after that, but no proper solution came out.

… There were many things I wanted to ask about, such as the Northern Sea Dragon King Ohsun, the eight gods, and the newly acquired energy of Fudo Myungwang, but the sun was starting to set, so I decided to meet again tomorrow and came down from the mountain.

Looking back, the only thing I did today was meditation and conversation, but it was a tiring day that made my body feel heavy.

***

The house of Jegal Se, Jegal Yang.

A beautiful girl with immaculate skin, clear blue eyes reminiscent of the morning sea, and pointed shark teeth hidden behind small and cute lips is lying on the bed and wandering around.

Mancheon always dreams, but today’s dream was special. It seemed real. I felt the warmth of ten thousand.

With a happy face, Gwahae softly touches a red silk bag with the word “Samamancheon” Written on it in golden thread.

This silk pouch and a cane that has been polished to a shine in the corner of the room are treasures of the past. No matter how busy martial arts training is, he manages it himself. Do not let other people’s hands touch it.

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… He who touches will not let go.

Write down the name of Mancheon while stroking the golden thread with your thin and pretty fingers.

It was a very strange dream. It was a dream in which the clever Manchun forgot his name, turned into foam, and sank lower and lower.

‘… But he remembered my name.’

The face is blushed and blushed. The heart is hot, beating fast.

Although it was in my dream, Mancheon, whom I met after a long time, was as cool as before. He had eyes that sparkled even in the dark.

And it was still warm.

I remember the feeling of Manchun hugging me with his right arm so strongly that his body would break. Emotions do not rule. The warmth I felt then made my heart and body warm.

Twisting and rolling over on the bed. Happy. It’s the first time in a long time that I’m happy.

… However, there was an existence that interfered with the happiness that could have been more perfect than now.

Gwahae stopped rolling around and blankly looked up at the ceiling. The light gradually fades from the beautiful blue eyes.

In my dream, it reminds me of a reddish red thread connected to the hem of Mancheon’s clothes. A thin yet vivid red thread was connected and led somewhere.

I feel bad. The body is hot. However, it is not as warm as before. More soggy feeling. Thousand Buddhas rise from the five organs, deep inside the body.

[Looks like it~ My dear Nanggun~ must have been having an affair~ I can help you-]

“Be quiet.”

[…] Alsawa]

The black snake heard a voice that was harsher and colder than the winter night sea of the North Sea, so it quickly rolled up its tail and ran away.

… My side still hurts from being hit by an anti-dragon when I tried to take the initiative of my body away from the world of images.

I chased the black snake out, but my mood didn’t improve. A red thread keeps running through my head.

The beautiful blue eyes are coldly- coldly- sinking incessantly.

***

“Older brother, now, ah, do it.”

In my room, I receive and eat the course meal prepared by Yeomhwa directly from Yehwa. Great luxury. Absolutely supreme happiness.

I never had a younger sister and never knew. Oppa is doing it for this taste~ I think so. It’s worth trying to be friendly.

How to put it, it seems like we got a little too friendly, but I guess good is good.

With this thought in mind, let’s try some amazing and delicious Western food. Hwa-hwa quietly held out a glass of water.

“Brother, here.”

… Seeing that, I was thirsty. It’s just the right timing. I’ve felt it before, but Hwa-hwa is really good at noticing.

I looked at my brother with a happy smile as he smiled lightly, thanked me, received water, and drank.

I look at my brother’s eyebrows, my brother’s nose, my brother’s ears, my brother’s eyes, my brother’s neck, and my brother’s lips.

If you look at it in detail, he is not a handsome man that you would fall in love with at first sight. The world is wide and there are many men who are more handsome than 10,000. But it can’t be ten thousand.

My older brother is good. Just looking at your face brings a smile. The heart fills with happiness.

Carefully place your hands on your chest and feel your heart beating. It is a heart that flows the same blood as my brother.

Samarang, the current eldest son of the Samase family, was originally the younger brother of Changchunhwa with a large age difference. His father died of old age at a young age, and his mother fled with an inheritance.

Because other relatives refuse to adopt because of low blood flow, Samabu-

“My wife’s family is like my family. If there is no one to take care of, I will take care of it.”

– He said and adopted him. It’s a heartwarming anecdote.

A sneer fills Yehwa’s red eyes. The only things Sima Bu cares about are her beloved wife, ‘Chang Chunhua’, and her real son, ‘Sima Manchuan’.

Although he is said to be her wife’s younger brother, he dared to take a non-blooded child and adopt it as his own because he needed a scarecrow to protect his real son who would be born later.

Let’s say there is an enemy force against Samase. The firstborn, the heir of the family, and the second, who had no education, who would he aim for?

The reason for Samarang’s poor health probably isn’t just because he’s weak.

‘… Trash man.’

She shook her head weakly to keep her hair from getting into her brother’s food, erased Samabu from her head, and looked at her brother again.

How did such a kind and wonderful older brother come from such a hypocritical human being? It’s strange.

My heart continues to beat at the fact that the same blood flows as my beloved older brother.

Yes, my brother and I are the real Sima clan, inheriting the blood of the head of the Samase family. It is connected by a dark thread made of red blood that can never be broken.

The last female wolf left in the world. This is destiny

The beautiful red eyes that only look at ten thousand million are burning red-red-.