Surviving as a Cripple in Murim

16 – Giving someone a name means (8)

“Sobong-ah, I’m still here these days. Are you satisfied? Shall I make noise?”

“No! No! How can I take it easy on you!!”

Sobong wanted to cry. There is no such thing as a lightning bolt. I don’t know if I did something that went against Zhuge Yang’s planting. I didn’t do anything. It was really embarrassing to say such a thing.

“Then why do you say come and go when I play Go?”

What a crazy bastard! Did you interfere with that damn old man playing Go?! If you live here and survive, I will never let you go.

“… Dae, who the hell messed with the old man’s planting? If you let me know, I, I must!”

“Enough. Don’t touch Mancheon and Kwahae from now on.”

… Thousands have heard of it. Bi-Young is, so to speak, the younger brother’s friend’s child. I have no interest. Never touched But who is the overkill?

“Who is the elder Gwahae?”

“She is an annoying girl. When Manchun and I are having fun playing Go, he always appears and interferes.”

“???”

Let’s put a question mark on Sobong’s face as if he doesn’t understand. Yang Zhuge clicked his tongue and added more words to him.

“Tsk. Stupid guy I mean the daughter of your sister, Sowol.”

You were referring to the strange child your dead sister gave birth to.

It’s not that strange to see blue eyes from time to time. Rather, it is common in the new forest. However, the sharp teeth hidden in its tiny mouth are not human.

I remember the last time I saw it. It reminds me of how the child neither cried nor laughed, and looked at me with endless blue eyes. He is a reluctant child.

I didn’t want anything to do with it, so I ordered the servants to feed me in moderation and stopped caring about it altogether. Like Mancheon, I have no interest in him, and I have never touched him.

“Elders, I don’t know what happened, but that… It’s something I don’t know.”

Bang-!!

Yang Jegal steps on Jin-gak right next to the floor where So-bong hit his head. The floor made of high-quality wood splits and shatters, and dust covers Sobong’s face.

“Are you proud that the head of household does not know what the family members are doing?”

“No! No! Sorry!”

Sobong is not an idiot either. I realized what Zhuge Liang was talking about.

Since Miss Jegal is bothered by finding each and every one of them by herself, she is demonstrating with force to tell her to take care of herself after seeing Sobong.

“I saw you for a while. He started to resemble So-wol more and more.”

“Yes? Are you exaggerating?”

“The thoughts of miscellaneous things are obvious. They must be afraid of the family head’s sudden change of heart and the inheritance being split. Pitiful things.”

If he said something wrong here, he could be seen as one of those pitiful things, so Sobong quietly swallowed dust and remained silent.

“All right. Go now Wake up too.”

I had a lot to say. Sobong will take care of the rest. To finish at this level. Maybe it’s because I’m old, but my personality has deteriorated a lot. Got a lot better

… You’re finally going He really thought he was going to die.

f*cking inspiration. The elders of the other three generations become kinder by the time they reach that age. How could that inspiration be so consistently damn consistent? It’s not called the Zhuge Dragon for nothing.

Looking at the back of Miss Jegal as she walks toward the gate through which the cool wind blows in, let’s pour out a bowl of cursing inwardly. Suddenly, Yang Zhuge stopped his steps.

‘What, what? Ho, have you mastered mind reading? Am I… Dying?’

Sobong stood up and swallowed his saliva with a grunt, thinking all sorts of delusions in an awkward posture.

“I forgot to say this. Mancheon is my Go friend. Think of it as the same line as me.”

“Ah… yes… I will keep that in mind.”

The old man crazy about Go. It’s a distribution dog. Please, I wish I could do the Uhwadeungseon.

Sobong cursed inwardly again, but whether that’s the case or not, Zhuge Yang took strides forward to play Go again.

After Yang Jegal disappeared completely, Sobong stood up with a stiff face shaking off the dust. Carefully examining Sobong’s mood, he gritted his teeth at the approaching henchmen.

“Ask everyone to gather under me, regardless of whether they are direct or collateral.”

Jegal So-bong is currently the head of household. In other words, it is said to gather everything except the family head. It’s the downpour of anger.

***

“Brother, the tea is already cold.”

“Noisy. I prefer cold tea to hot tea.”

Originally, it was snack time, so I was going to go back to my room, but I felt sorry for the old man who took off his arms even though it wasn’t his job, so I decided to leave another game of go.

Tak.

“I felt it before. You’re good at hiding your ki. I learned from a good teacher. Who is your master?”

“Eh? Excuse me… suddenly? What?”

Let me panic and try to gloss over it. Miss Jegal grabbed my wrist and sensed the pulse.

“You have learned the Taoist method of inner peace. Are you a non-partisan disciple? No It’s a more primitive Taoist inner skill.”

Yang Jegal picked up a go stone and bounced it at me with all his energy. The Go stone, which is close to memorization filled with internal energy, flies precisely toward my forehead.

If hit, the minimum concussion is guaranteed. It was no longer a situation to hide, so I spread the resonance sphere to block the go stone, turned and hit it elsewhere.

Tak-!

The flying stone is stuck in the pillar of the pavilion. If he was right, he might actually be dead.

“Seventy-two, resonance. He was a Jeon Jin-gyo disciple. Then it is understandable that you cannot reveal your teacher.”

Originally, I was going to curse at him, but I kept my mouth shut because the story could have flowed in my favor.

“The Taoist sect collapsed due to an internal division due to a property fight. I am embarrassed to say that I am a progressive church.”

… Nice It’s good that you think like that.

Neither Master nor I are forward-moving. I just learned the martial arts of the Jeonjinkyo because they were useful. However, if you say no, you will be interrogated by whom did you learn martial arts? If that’s the case, it’s better to be misunderstood from the beginning.

“The presence of the teacher was at stake. If you’re already ruined, there’s no need to worry. You, be my disciple.”

“… Yes? Me?”

“Yes, you.”

Being a disciple means learning everything from the master. In other words, do you mean that you will tell me about the secret martial arts of the Zhuge Sega? Is it like that?

Just as I was about to nod my head and stamp my stamp on the extremely unconventional proposal, a bad man who couldn’t trust the person inside me appeared and whispered.

‘Calm down! There’s no way something so bad could happen! There must be some ulterior motive!’

Then, the kind Manchun appeared on the other side and whispered again.

‘Right! That old man is garbage! A character breaker!’

Thanks guys. The gun was blurred by the profit in front of my eyes, and I almost couldn’t tell the difference. You have to be meticulous before stamping on anything.

“Grandfather, does that mean you will accept me as your disciple and teach me the non-professional skills of the Jegal Sega? Yes?”

Personally, ‘yes! Exactly!”, But instead of an affirmative answer, Miss Zhuge raised an eyebrow and pointed at my right leg with a puzzled expression.

“What kind of martial arts is this lame guy? I don’t know what nonsense your master put into you, but forget it all.”

I scrunched up my face and glared at the tremendous verbal abuse, but Miss Jegal didn’t care and just said something like usual.

“Go suits you better than martial arts. Together with me, you are aiming for the best Go player in the world.”

“… Old man, are you sane?”

“Of course. Sane There is excitement and fun in your baduk. The technique is a bit lacking, but you can learn it from me.”

Yang Zhuge’s eyes emit a strange light, dyed with greedy madness. It’s something in Jojo’s eyes that covets Guan Yu. No matter how you look at it, that’s not normal.

… Well, no crazy person says he’s crazy.

It’s not that I hate baduk, but it’s just a hobby. I don’t know if it’s Yutnori, but I have no intention of making a living by playing Go. We have to get out of this situation somehow.

If you nod your head here, you will become a baduk soldier dragged around by generals for the rest of your life.

“10,000~ Snacks~ let’s eat~! Let’s play!”

Coincidentally, Gwahae came out to meet me. Nice assist. It is rewarding to feed, sleep, and teach.

“Come to think of it. I’m going to teach Gwahae about origami today, so I’ll have to go. It was fun today, let’s play Go again next time.”

“What?! Are you saying that origami with that milky kid is more important than playing against me right now!”

“Yes.”

I nodded without a moment’s hesitation, and Miss Zhuge froze in shock. I didn’t have to hide anymore, so I grabbed Gwahae’s hand and ran away.

***

Time passed and the festival day came. It’s not a big festival just because it’s a festival, it’s a festival to celebrate the fact that summer has completely arrived after winter and spring.

To put it simply, it is a day to eat and drink with the meaning of cheering up in the future. However, for Gwahae, who enjoyed the festival for the first time in his life, today was a more splendid festival than any other festival in the world.

Gwahae made an uneasy expression while fiddling with unfamiliar silk clothes and hair accessories.

“… Isn’t it strange?”

“Not at all. Rather, I think it’s the cutest thing in the world.”

“… Don’t make fun of me.”

I’m really not lying when I say I’m cute. A kid who usually runs around like a wild animal is acting like a lady in the middle of the day. She had a taste for seeing. Every action is cute.