Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 425



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425. Confucius Gathering Ears of Wheat (4)

Those shaking at the back were Gangnam Saho.

They had a nightmare night.

Among them, Lee Ho spoke in a low voice.

“Brother, isn’t that the Siminmyeolhondan we ate?”

“I guess so.”

After finishing speaking, Ilho grabbed his lower abdomen.

Because yesterday’s pain came to mind.

The pain was a sensation I had never experienced before.

Not only was the pain inflicted on the body, but the sensation was imprinted on the soul.

After a moment, Ilho’s expression relaxed and he continued speaking.

“It seems like Senior Youngho suffered as well.”

“So you’re saying we misunderstood?”

After finishing speaking, Lee Ho grabbed his heart.

Ilho said after seeing that.

“A real mind-destroying group… … .”

“What do you mean? So you thought it was fake?”

“Do you know why the Siminmyeolhondan is banned in the martial arts world?”

Iho blinked and answered Ilho’s unexpected question.

“… … Well, isn’t it forbidden because it doesn’t kill you and only causes pain? Brother.”

“That is a wrong idea.”

“Then what is the reason?”

Iho tilted his head. Samho and Saho, who were nearby, also narrowed their eyes and waited for Ilho’s answer.

Under their gaze, Ilho pointed to where Yeongho was with a miserable expression.

“Do you know how much one of those costs?”

“… … .”

No one could answer.

I knew it was expensive, but it was said to be a banned medicine in the martial arts world, so no one uses it anymore.

So it was natural that I couldn’t know.

“It costs as much as fifty nyang in silver. It was falsely reported that it was banned because it was expensive and not used.”

“omg.”

As Lee Ho let out a gasp, Il Ho put his index finger to his lips.

“Shh, keep quiet. If you do something wrong, you’ll get caught. The four of us just got fed fifty nyang of silver. There’s one more problem.”

“What is that?”

“The real expensive thing isn’t the poison.”

“Then what is it?”

“This is the cancellation.”

Ilho showed the white bottle he was holding in his hand.

This bottle was given to me by Hanbin.

“How much is that… … .”

“It costs a whopping 100 nyang of silver.”

“So, the price of these three pills in this bottle is three hundred nyang?”

“Yes. One hundred nyang for one month… … .”

Ilho pointed to the white bottle.

After being subdued one by one yesterday, Gangnam Saho received a white bottle each from Hanbin.

They looked at the flask in their hands and became lost in thought.

There are three pills in the bottle.

The duration of each pill was one month.

That is, after three months, you will experience a pain worse than death.

What if you ignore the effects of the poison and skip the cure?

I didn’t even want to imagine it.

Ilho looked at his younger siblings.

At first, I suspected that this was a psychopathic group.

But seeing his younger siblings suffer, Ilho became convinced.

The symptoms of Siminmyeolhondan vary from person to person. The affected area varies from person to person.

He had a different lower abdomen, Lee Ho had a different heart, and Sam Ho and Sa Ho had different bodies.

If this was true, it wasn’t even clear how long it would take to get the cancellation.

However, one thing was certain: if the master of the scholar’s attire died, they too would have to follow.

Then Lee Ho asked cautiously.

“But shouldn’t we go to Yeongdansan as the Great Commander instructed yesterday? Didn’t he say he was sending the Haeyak to Yeongdansan?”

“Do you believe that?”

“Huh? How could such a master lie?”

“Do you think the author is a political figure?”

“That’s not true. How could such a vicious person be a member of the political party?”

“Then do you think he is a Sapa figure?”

“hmm…….”

Lee Ho stroked his chin and pondered.

Because it wasn’t easy to make a decision.

At that moment, Samho carefully opened his mouth.

“I don’t think I’m a Sapa person either.”

“Why?”

“How much do those Sapha guys tremble over money? Would they use such expensive poison?”

“I think so too.”

“Then what does your eldest brother think… …”

“It seems like you are a person from Cheonsan.”

“Then you are saying it is a demonic cult?”

“Otherwise, I don’t think there’s any reason to use such ridiculous poison that doesn’t kill the opponent and isn’t even used in the current martial arts world.”

“omg.”

“We must not go to Yeongdansan. First, we must protect the author. If the author’s head is cut off, we will spend the rest of our lives… … .”

Ilho couldn’t continue speaking.

It was as if I suddenly felt the pain from yesterday.

The rest of the brothers nodded at Ilho’s words.

“I will follow your words, brother.”

“I will follow you too.”

Everyone who finished speaking kept their lips tightly shut.

They had such desperate expressions that they looked like stone statues.

* * *

A few days later, at noon. A restaurant in Yangju-hyeon, where the largest grain market in Hanam is located.

Hanbin and his party were leisurely enjoying a meal.

Hanbin, who was sitting on this floor, rested his chin on his hand and watched the carts passing by.

“It’s quite lively.”

I didn’t say that to anyone.

I was just evaluating this distance to myself. However, Heukmirang quickly replied.

“It can’t be helped since all the grain from the regions where the harvest is finished is gathered here.”

“Do you know where the grain auctions are held, Miss Black?”

When Hanbin asked, Heukmirang opened her eyes brightly.

There were those who were afraid of themselves.

But Hanbin was the first person to call her young lady.

Why do you keep calling me Musara?

I can’t reveal that I’m the head of the Haomen Hubei branch.

It was a title that was chosen out of necessity.

Black Mi-Rang continued speaking, his face slightly red.

“The dark side will probably start tonight.”

“It’s a dark dream… … .”

Hanbin recalled memories from his past life.

The reason for the existence of the black market was not only to trade in prohibited items.

There was also a reason to avoid the eyes of government officials when conducting business due to taxes.

Salt was a national monopoly, but grain was a little different.

But when traded in such large quantities, the government imposes taxes.

The amount was much larger than expected.

The problem is that most merchants are reluctant to pay this tax.

As a result, a large amount of trading takes place on the black market.

On the other hand, small volume transactions are distributed in the normal market.

Any grain released into the normal market will be swept away by the Red Tigers.

Hanbin just had to focus on the dark side.

The reason Hanbin chose Yang Juhyun as his destination was because of the grain.

From tonight, we had to start an invisible war.

Seeing Hanbin looking lost in thought, Heukmirang continued speaking.

“Most grains are traded there, and the remaining grains are traded under the control of the government. If it’s grains for the sect, you can just buy them at the market. There are so many variables in the dark market. In any case, I don’t recommend it. If you trade with the dark market, you’ll end up with a lot of trouble… .”

Heukmirang covered her mouth and laughed awkwardly.

It was too cheap to be spoken to the prospective owner of Haomen.

Not recommending the dark side there could be seen as an act of ignoring the other person.

The amount of grain traded in the black market is traded in units that are difficult for one sect to digest.

In other words, what Heukmirang said was that, in her opinion, if it was on the scale of Habukpangga, there was no need to go through the dark side.

But Heukmirang’s thoughts were shattered by Hanbin’s next words.

“Then, let’s go check out the dark side together today. Do you know where it is held?”

“That’s true, but… … .”

Heukmirang trailed off again.

Haomen’s unique instinct has been activated.

I thought it was my mistake to think of Pang Hanbin as only a member of the Habuk Pangga clan.

She looked at Hanbin and anticipated the uproar that would occur here in Yangju-hyeon.

That was when.

A few waiters brought in a large tray and began placing food on the table.

Knock. Knock.

In an instant, a feast was placed before them.

All the food here came out at once.

Hanbin picked up his chopsticks happily.

For a moment, he tilted his head.

In the place where Hanbin was looking, Youngho was sticking his mouth out.

Even though Hanbin was staring at him for a long time, Youngho didn’t pick up his chopsticks.

Hanbin turned his head and looked at Heukmirang.

Heukmirang was putting duck meat in her mouth without paying any attention to Youngho next to her.

“Oh, this is really delicious, Your Majesty.”

“Your Majesty, why is the Master acting like that?”

“Ask him yourself. But you’re not saying this because you don’t know, are you?”

“Hmm, I really don’t know.”

Hanbin shrugged and turned his head again.

But no matter how much I shot, Youngho didn’t move.

Hanbin asked as if he couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Sir, why are you doing this?”

“… … .”

Youngho didn’t look at Hanbin and kept his mouth shut.

Hanbin asked again.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m worried. Does this medicine really work?”

Youngho took out a white bottle from his bosom and shook it.

“You don’t trust me?”

“I still feel sleepy even after eating this.”

This is exactly the reason why Youngho can’t eat now.

I took the pills Hanbin gave me, but my eyes keep closing at night.

A few days ago, I took a pill at dawn and then took another pill from a white bottle.

There are three pills left.

They said that if you take a pill once a month, your disease called Monggeom will be cured.

Of course, the first pill I took was poison.

The next medicine I took was an analgesic.

Yeong-ho, who had not suffered from the poison, could not have known that fact.

The scholar said that the dream sword was a coincidence, but Yeong-ho was convinced that it was an illness.

But no matter how hard I tried to stay awake, it was useless.

At that time, Hanbin said nonchalantly.

“It’s natural to fall asleep at night.”

“It’s never happened before.”

“Haha, maybe it was because you had a lot of worries back then?”

“Then now… … .”

“You no longer have any worries.”

When Hanbin smiled brightly, Youngho opened his mouth wide.

There have definitely been changes these days.

The problem was not that the worries were gone, but that there was no hope.

While Youngho was absentmindedly thinking, Heukmirang finished more than half of the food.

Heukmirang wasn’t the type of person to binge eat like this.

Just traveling with Hanbin was harder than I thought.

Hanbin didn’t sleep at night.

When Hanbin said to Youngho that it was natural to fall asleep at night, Heukmirang almost spit out the food she was eating.

Hanbin had never slept once since he had accompanied her.

Instead of sleeping, he came back after beating up someone.

Actually, at first I was curious about black rice too.

But starting yesterday, I gave up everything and went to sleep.

Heukmirang, who recalled the memories of several days ago, touched her face.

It was definitely not as fluffy as it used to be.

Heukmirang put down her chopsticks and looked around.

After watching for a while, Heukmirang picked up her chopsticks again and sighed.

“phew.”

“What’s wrong? Miss Black.”

“I guess… … .”

Heukmirang glanced at Hanbin’s face and stopped talking.

I couldn’t bring myself to talk to Hanbin about his appearance.

There was only one reason why Heukmirang sighed just now.

Heukmirang was taking off her cotton to eat food.

If it were normal, people would have flocked to Heukmirang because of her appearance.

But people weren’t even paying attention to Heukmirang.

The men who happened to run into her were busy looking away.

So it was natural that Heukmirang went crazy.

Although he pretended to be calm to Hanbin, Heukmirang was also a woman.

With her appearance being this ruined, there’s no way her insides could be okay.

After a while, Hanbin and his party left the restaurant to participate in the dark auction.

As Hanbin and his party disappeared from the restaurant, gasps were heard here and there.

“Did you see it earlier?”

“Then why didn’t I see it?”

“It’s the first time I’ve seen a warrior walking around with such a dark aura.”

“That’s right. I almost died from suffocation.”

“You at least breathed. I held my breath.”

They looked at the place where Hanbin and his group had disappeared.

The person they were talking about was none other than Youngho.

Youngho was an assassin who operated in the shadows.

He already exuded a murderous spirit, but he didn’t even touch the food and his expression was distorted, so people couldn’t even breathe.

* * *

That night, Hanbin and his group stopped in front of a large manor.

The gate of the manor was open as if nothing had happened.

Hanbin, who was about to enter the place, stopped walking.