Surviving as a Cripple in Murim - Surviving as a Cripple in Murim chapter 47
47 – Murim Extraction (2)
The Dragon Fang Branch.
It is a splendid dance performed by the late Jisoos, who are said to be the masters of each school, to obtain the names of the dragon and phoenix. A gateway for the nameless.
Among the many reviews, there is only one person who can receive the dragon’s name. Only the winner gets the name of the dragon and the runner-up gets the name of the phoenix.
Therefore, whenever the Yongbong Branch is held, it is a topic that cannot be left out about who will take the name of the dragon among the old family or the five generations.
“Who do you think will take the name of the dragon in this dragonfeng branch meeting?”
Baekhwa Gaekjan in Baekhwa County, Hubei Province. Young Murim people build friendships and have heated discussions.
“Of course, Jongnam. Jongnam’s sword is the best in the world.”
To the question of Dojun (陶濬) of the Cheongseong faction, Jeon Jong of the Jongnam faction (終南派) confidently answered with a proud face.
… However, as soon as the words were finished, dissenting opinions flowed out.
“There is no doubt that Jongnam’s sword is excellent, but… “
A beautiful woman with a mole around her eyes, dark black hair down to her waist, and a curvy body that can be seen even through her clothes.
“When discussing the sword, you can’t leave out the male bow.”
Sichuan Tang’s Dokbong (毒鳳) Tang Mi-Rang (唐 媚孃) gently moved her gaze with her charming smile. Accordingly, her other party also shifts her gaze and looks at the ‘man’ who was quietly drinking tea.
“Well, it is impossible to talk about Namgung Sohyeop, who has already obtained the name of the dragon.”
At Jeonjong’s sarcasm of making fun of his short stature and name by pronouncing sohyeop strongly, Namgungsoso, the Sogongja of the Namgung family and the sword dragon, smiled bitterly and turned the arrow toward himself.
“… In that respect, Shaman and Hwasan cannot be left out.”
Shaman, Hwasan, Jongnam, Namgung. When discussing swords in political faction, it is a clan and clan that never fall out.
In particular, both Hwasan and Jongnam were rivals as they were both clans located in Seomseo.
“Ha! I don’t know about the shaman, but Hwasan can’t be Jongnam’s opponent!!”
As expected, when the Hwasan faction was mentioned, Jeon Jong, the Jongnam faction, overreacted and started talking about why Jongnam was better than Hwasan, and Soso sipped tea again.
“I heard that Bingryong(氷龍) proudly participates in this Yongbong branch to get the name of Jinryong(眞龍). Shouldn’t the sword dragon show its true self?”
… However, Dang Mi-rang never let So-so go. Soso, who was at the center of the conversation again, sighed and put down the teacup.
Jinryong. It means a true dragon, and it was a title given to the winner who conquered the Yongbong branch more than once.
It was a name that all the later members of the political faction wanted, but Geomryong Namgung Soso, who was said to be the closest to Jinryong, did not feel much interest.
“… Even if it’s not me, isn’t there a Yuryong of the Zhuge family?”
Yuryong(幼龍) Zhugegal and Hae(諸葛過海).
As soon as the name was mentioned in Soso’s mouth, the mouths of the later Jisoo who were there were automatically shut.
Eighteen Hangryongs in the Cheongi Preview (天機迷離步). A monster that handles the best footwork and the strongest jangbeop at the same time.
In addition, he learned a strange throwing technique that allowed both hands to perform different martial arts, almost like witchcraft.
Truly a spear and a shield. The realm of unified air defense. It is not already at the level of the late index.
Whether they experienced it firsthand or watched the dance, they knew the horror of Yuryong, so the later Jisoos kept silent, sparing their words.
‘Now it’s quiet.’
Soso thought so and sipped his tea again, but unfortunately the silence did not last long. A new intruder appeared.
“Jum Soi! I’m hungry, so please bring me the menu quickly. It makes me dizzy.”
A man dressed in silk enters an inn long after lunchtime.
“I… Menupa? Menu? What kind of cuisine are you talking about?
“Oh, I must have made a mistake because I was hungry. Never mind. What is your recommended dish?”
“All of our guesthouses are delicious, but the meat noodles are especially good.”
“Then I ask for that.”
As a result, the awkward silence between the latter members was broken and they looked at the man who entered the inn.
Dark eyebrows, a sharp jawline, a well-standing nose, tan eyes reminiscent of a wolf, a stocky body, and a limp right leg.
Cut- Cut-
The man was lame.
Other late exponents soon stopped paying attention to the fact that the new man in the inn was lame, but Soso was different.
Put down the teacup voluntarily, not by someone else, raise your head, stare at the unknown man walking forward with a cane.
‘… The torso is in good shape.’
Although he is lame, his steps are regular and his posture is straight. It’s not just about having a good posture.
That was the gait of a warrior who had learned martial arts since childhood and had very solid basics.
It was rude to keep staring at other people, but Soso couldn’t take his eyes off the nameless crippled man.
So Soso unknowingly turned his head to look at the lame man, and eventually their eyes met.
“Ah….”
Soso hurriedly got up from his seat and tried to apologize for his rudeness, but Mancheon just closed and opened one of his eyes, winked and smiled.
“It doesn’t matter if you keep looking at me. I was rather handsome.”
“… Yes?”
It was Mancheon’s own consideration that there was no need to apologize, but Soso was rather embarrassed, and Mancheon greeted normally, thinking that the joke was a little too much.
“My name is Sima Mancheon. I’m used to other people’s eyes, so you don’t have to worry about it, Sojeo.”
In an instant, I heard the sound of other later Jisoo holding back laughter at the reality that Namgoong Sei and Soh Gongja became Sojeo, but Soso didn’t really care.
“Thank you for the consideration of Sima Gongja.”
Just as Mancheon said that because of her legs, she is used to the eyes of others, Soso was often mistaken for a woman because of her looks.
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… And she wasn’t even mistaken, to be precise.
Rather, I saw it properly.
***
She
She was so low that she had to sit together with those who were called the later Jisoo of Moorim. But that’s not what’s important to me now.
Namgungse himself considers himself a minor. So, she closely observes the graceful appearance of Namgung Soso (南宮 小昭), who claims to be a man.
Soft, white skin that smells like a good scent, a pretty face with fine lines for a man, a petite body that looks a little over 150 years old, hair that looks like light silver or gray.
Even her hair style is a braided bun. In technical terms, a braided bun. This is the hair style that princess knights usually do in cartoons.
Did you feel my gaze? Her eyes meet Soso’s calm gray eyes as he sips her tea. The eyelashes were long and pretty.
… At this level, she is almost wholeheartedly shouting that she is a cross-dressing woman.
Should I pay attention to this? Or should she pretend she didn’t know until the end? Even though it was obvious that she was a crossdresser like this, it seemed like it was not polite to pretend not to know.
But if you think about it again, it was a relationship that she briefly passed by in the first place. She wondered if she needed to care.
So, putting her gender aside, she asked what she had been curious about since the first time she saw her.
“I’m sorry if this is an rude question, but how did Young master Namgung turn her hair gray? Or since she was born?”
It has been eighteen years since I was reincarnated in the world of Moorim. She had seen blue eyes, she had seen red eyes, but gray hair and gray eyes had never been seen before, so she was amazed. I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen her in my previous life.
And to my curiosity, Dang Mi-rang, who was quietly listening to the conversation, answered.
“The reason why Young master Namgong’s hair is gray is because of the side effects of seolsam (雪蔘) she took as a child.”
Seolsam (雪蔘) is Samsan grown in traditional Korean land where plants cannot normally live. It is a treasure and elixir created in nature.
‘Ah… It happened like this because it went wrong while digging up the grass roots. Then I can.’
For a very good reason, she nodded her head.
Sometimes, among the elders, there are some who say that it is okay to pick up and eat anything because nature is clean. That’s a very dangerous move.
Everyone has a different constitution. How do you know if it will be poison or medicine?
It is said that elixirs created in nature are excellent, but I think the one with the wisdom of all kinds of scholars is safer and better.
From my point of view, whether this is Shaolin or a shaman, someone should quickly build a medicine factory and sell frozen medicine like bibigo.
Otherwise, someday, the hair color of the Moorim people will be as colorful as the characters in fantasy academy movies.
***
Soso alone nodded and sipped tea while looking at Mancheon who was convinced.
Judging by the appearance alone, he is an infallible figure. Strangely, the appearance of a gentleman was also felt.
What a strange man he was.