Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 609



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609. Half-dream (4)

The reason the Germans were so shocked was because they realized their own limitations through this incident.

However, some Germans’ eyes are shining.

Among them, Moon Do-hee turned her head and looked in the direction of Geumji where a loud noise was resonating.

Moon Do-hee revealed her emotions without realizing it.

It was an emotion called anger, not fear.

It was not anger at the other person, but anger at one’s own helplessness.

But there was an order to things.

To pay off this debt, survival came first.

I thought it would be right to first avoid the situation and assess it.

Moon Do-hee quietly looked at the man in the blue robe standing in front of the gate.

It was a hero named Cheongunsashin.

I don’t know how he got here.

In fact, at first, Moon Do-hee was half in doubt about the fact that he was the Cheongun Envoy.

I also saw the daughter of Sacheondangga, who saved Moon Do-hee and Dok-in, calling him the Envoy of Cheongun.

Considering all the circumstances, it was certain that the blue-robed master was the Cheongunsashin.

The fact that the disciples who remained there regarded him as a hero gave him even more faith.

Moon Do-hee approached him carefully and handed him the lottery ticket.

“Master, what should we do?”

“Please wait a moment.”

Peng Hyeok-bin, disguised as the Envoy of Cheongun, looked at Moon Do-hee calmly.

Of course, my heart was wavering.

I received a note from my younger brother telling me to disguise myself as the Envoy of Cheongun.

After that, he received instructions from Seolhwa about what he had to do while disguised as the Envoy of Cheongun.

Peng Heok-bin, disguised as the envoy of Cheongun, threw the items delivered by Han Bin into the Baekdokmun.

It said that if you throw it in, the door will open.

But even after a moment had passed, the door still hadn’t opened.

What Peng Hyeok-bin threw was none other than a box made of iron.

Hanbin didn’t add anything.

He said that if I just threw the box in, the door would open.

Now, the only thing that Peng Hyuk-bin could trust was his younger brother Han-bin’s words.

He looked at Moon Do-hee nonchalantly, but he couldn’t see the result.

Of course, I had to hide my feelings of anxiety.

Peng Heok-bin, disguised as the Envoy of Cheongun, had no change in expression as if a sheet of iron had been placed over his face.

When others saw him, Peng Heuk-bin’s expression seemed strangely calm.

Moon Do-hee nodded her head as if relieved at Peng Hyeok-bin’s expression.

Moon Do-hee turned her head.

For a moment, a trace of doubt appeared on Moon Do-hee’s face.

She had one question.

Although I wanted to believe in the hero known as Cheongunsashin, I wasn’t sure if the Baekdokmun Gate would actually open.

Baekdokmun said that it was closed under the pretext of purifying the interior that was polluted by the poison of poisonous insects, but now looking at it, it was clearly a lie.

It was clear that the door had been locked in anticipation of the enemy’s appearance.

Among the schools or families that deal with poison, isn’t the Baekdok School the best along with the Sacheon Dang School?

It was not understood that Baekdokmun was avoiding the enemy out of fear.

The world’s best poison gate was locked for fear of enemies, but you’re going to open it?

I couldn’t believe the bold claims of the Envoy of Cheongun.

That was when.

The gate of Baekdokmun rang.

Squeak.

The door opened wide and a middle-aged man appeared with a bright smile.

Moon Do-hee, who was watching from behind, opened her eyes wide.

Moon Do-hee quickly ran towards the middle-aged man.

The Red Blood Priest also ran after him.

Moon Do-hee quickly threw a lottery ticket at him.

“Dokho Daehyeop, it’s been a while.”

“Please come inside first.”

The middle-aged man gestured inside.

He was none other than the second-in-command of Baekdokmun, Dokho.

His appearance was enough to turn around the Germans’ crumpled impression.

Even though he is not the head of the Baekdokmun, the fact that the door has opened and the person in charge has come out means that there is now a place to hide.

The Baekdokmun warriors carefully guided the Germans who came to the Baekdokjihoe.

As they entered, Dokho narrowed his eyes and looked at Peng Heuk-bin, who was disguised as the Qingyun Envoy.

“Who the hell are you… … .”

Dokho, with a wary look in his eyes, took a small step back.

There were many people who handled poison in the Central Plains.

But the number of Germans he didn’t know was quite a few on one hand.

In addition, no poison could be found on the opponent’s body.

Judging from his demeanor, he was clearly a man of the righteous faction.

While Dokho was on guard, a young man walked out from behind Cheongunsashin.

“Private school!”

“hmm.”

Dokho’s head tilted slightly.

There, a familiar face was looking at Dokho with a pitiful expression.

The young man was Jang Ja-myeong, who had run away from Baekdokmun and had never been heard from again.

Dokho focused all his attention on Jang Ja-myeong’s return rather than on the existence of the Cheongunsashin.

That would be the case, since the disciple who left home brought along someone who appeared to be a member of the Jeongpa faction, not a German.

At that time, Jang Ja-myeong continued speaking cautiously.

“Sir, let me explain. This person is a great swordsman known throughout the martial arts world as the Blue Cloud Envoy.”

“Cheongun… … .”

Dokho couldn’t continue speaking.

I just quietly looked at the Cheongunsa Temple in front of me.

These days, there is no one in the martial arts world who does not know the Envoy of Heaven.

His fame spread throughout the martial arts world, regardless of political or social factions.

Why would someone like that visit Baekdokmun?

Dokho glanced behind him.

It was on the side where the secret training room of Baek Ju-cheon, the executioner and the lord of the city, was located.

There were three masters of the White Dragon staying there.

The White Dragon’s Master and the Blue Cloud Envoy…

Dokho couldn’t tell if the Cheongunsashin was an ally or an enemy.

At that moment, an object that had flown over the fence appeared in Dokho’s mind.

In fact, it was because of that object that Baekdokmun opened its doors.

It was a box containing a poisonous substance.

In order to fulfill Baekryong’s request, a large amount of poison was needed.

However, contact with the disciples who went out to find the poison has been lost.

In that situation, the poison ivy that flew in was like a rope dropped from the sky.

Is that really the bait?

Dokho and the death row inmate Baek Ju-cheon discussed this.

The conclusion was to send them in, tie them up in a poison tank, and then confirm their identity.

Looking at it now, it seemed like the Germans who had sent it in first didn’t even know what was in the box.

What’s left are the entourage of the Cheongunsashin.

Dokho took a step back again.

It may seem like a small gesture, but it was a step that held a lot of meaning for the Germans of Baekdokmun.

Then he looked at Jang Ja-myeong.

Jang Ja-myeong, who knew the meaning, opened his eyes wide and took a step forward.

“Master, what are you doing now… … .”

“Answer my question. Why did you bring a foreigner here?”

“What are you doing to someone who came to help you?”

“Answer the questions honestly. If your answers are insufficient, I will open a poison chamber.”

“her…….”

Jang Ja-myeong sighed, as if this was an unexpected situation.

The area where Jang Ja-myeong and the group from Habuk Pengga were standing was called the death line.

The reason why Germans did not cross the Baekdokmun fence is precisely because of this diagonal line.

Baekdokmun’s poison is famous for melting everything.

Looking closely around, there wasn’t a single bug even though it was a deep valley.

And not a single tree could be found within the diagonal line of influence of the poison.

This was all due to the influence of Dokjin.

It was when Jang Ja-myeong was worrying.

One of the Red Tigers walked up from behind.

Jang Ja-myeong was startled when he saw him.

The person walking now was Jang Ja-myeong’s younger sister, dressed up as the Red Blood Tiger.

Samae, who was saved by the Red Blood Tiger Squad from the brink of death.

If she comes forward, the misunderstanding will be cleared up in an instant.

The problem is that Hanbin strongly urged her to keep her identity hidden until the end.

Should I reveal Samae’s identity to overcome the current crisis?

Or will you listen to Hanbin until the end?

The eldest son’s name could not be decided arbitrarily.

At that moment, Jang Ja-myeong’s younger sister walked up to him.

Jang Ja-myeong seemed determined and grabbed Samae’s sleeve.

In an instant, Samae shook off the hand and walked forward.

Jang Ja-myeong quickly caught up with her.

Jang Ja-myeong decided to follow Han Bin’s instructions.

What if she reveals her identity to her tutor?

For some reason, I had a feeling that something was going to happen that would make my back ache.

That was when.

The place that Jang Ja-myeong’s sister headed to was not the private school.

Standing in front of Peng Heuk-bin, disguised as the Qingyun Envoy, she smiled awkwardly and took out a letter from her bosom.

“Seolhwa Sohyeop asked me to deliver this to Cheongunsashin.”

“What is this?”

“He said that if I tell this to the top brass, they will know.”

After finishing speaking, Jang Ja-myeong’s sister quietly returned to her seat.

At that moment, Jang Ja-myeong let out a sigh without realizing it.

“phew.”

With that sigh, Peng Heuk-bin came to his senses and quickly handed the letter to Dok-ho.

Dokho, who received the letter, showed a slightly wary look in his eyes.

Then he carefully examined the letter.

As expected from a German, he is wary of traps.

After looking at it for a while, he opened the letter.

Dokho’s eyes widened as he read along.

Dokho quickly crumpled the letter.

As he rubbed his hands holding the crumpled letter, the letter turned to ashes and fell to the floor.

The letter was melted with poison.

At the sudden sight, Peng Heuk-bin’s hand reached out to his back.

On Peng Heuk-bin’s back was his sword.

In a critical situation, Jang Ja-myeong stepped forward in front of Peng Heuk-bin.

“Daehyeop, please wait a moment.”

“hmm.”

“There is no hostility in your actions. However… … it is simply a method used to keep the secret of the letter.”

At Jang Ja-myeong’s words, Peng Hyeok-bin released his grip on the Tao.

Dokho stepped forward at that sight.

“That’s right. There was a phrase that said to burn it after reading it all. Welcome to Baekdokmun.”

Peng Heuk-bin tilted his head slightly at the sudden change in attitude.

At that moment, Jang Ja-myeong stepped forward, looked behind him, and gestured.

At Jang Ja-myeong’s beckoning, the Red Blood Tigers began to cross the line, dragging their luggage.

The warriors of Baekdokmun guided them.

While everyone else had crossed the line, only Peng Hyeok-bin, disguised as the Qingyun Envoy, remained.

Dokho was puzzled by the sight.

“Why are you doing that?”

“I have something to do. Please go in first. When you see a blue light outside, please open the door again.”

“What the heck… … .”

“I’m going to go now.”

Peng Hyuk-bin quietly turned his head.

This was a promise with my younger brother, Hanbin. No, even if it wasn’t a promise, I had no intention of leaving my younger brother behind and escaping alone.

Dokho swallowed dry saliva as he watched the Cheongunsashin walking out.

Dokho couldn’t leave his seat.

It was because of the letter I read just a little while ago.

The content was that if the party from Habukpengga did not get hurt, they would treat Baekryong’s wounds.

The person who sent the letter was as famous as the Cheongun Envoy in the Gangbuk region.

It was the Thousand-Lived One, who was sometimes called the God of Heaven and sometimes the Living Buddha.

Cheonsujangju for Cheongunsashin?

It seemed like all the eccentric people in the world were flocking to Baekdokmun.

Peng Hyuk-bin, who left Dok-ho’s sticky gaze behind him and walked out the door, narrowed his eyes and looked towards Geum-ji.

For a moment, I turned my head and looked at the door.

There, Seol-hwa was standing with her arms crossed, looking at the increasingly darkening sunset.

There were not only Seolhwa but also Cheonghwa and Sogun.

Peng Hyuk-bin smiled faintly.

It was clear that Seolhwa, Cheonghwa, and Sogun had no intention of even entering.

A close associate who thinks so highly of his own younger brother!

They were both admirable and envious of my younger brother.

The Sulwha group was so focused that they didn’t even blink.

They were all waiting for Hanbin’s signal.