The Heavenly Horse Who Hits the Ball - Chapter 132
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The long, drawn-out operational meeting ended late into the night.
The head of the Pang family, Pang Baek-sang, opened the door with a face that was worn out with fatigue.
It’s cold.
The bluish moonlight filtered in through the slightly open window, making it not too dark.
But the air inside the room was so stuffy that I wanted to close the door and go out.
“At least turn on some lights.”
Outside the residence, there were Pangka soldiers standing guard.
They greeted the head of the household who returned from the conference room with a thieving attitude.
However, even though it was night, none of them had even turned on the light in the room where the head of the household was staying, which made Paeng Baek-sang feel strangely betrayed.
Even though this is a temporary room prepared for the Gangbuk General Assembly, this is the residence of the head of the household.
Who would open the door and come in carelessly?
Peng Baek-sang resumed his steps after a brief pause.
His feet were heavy and tired as he approached the candlestick on the table.
It wasn’t because of preparations for war.
Wind chime.
The fact that there were demons there.
Because it caused him deep distress.
He couldn’t sleep because he thought that if Cheon Yang Moon hadn’t found out, he might have been hit in the back of the head.
It was the moment when I was lost in thought and was about to light the incense stick.
“Just leave it.”
A gentle voice.
It was such a small voice that I thought I had misheard it.
“Who are you!”
As he quickly turned his body, both of Peng Baek Sang’s hands were filled with true energy.
His nickname is Talbaekdoje.
He is a master of swordsmanship that is unrivaled.
That doesn’t mean he neglected the recommended methods.
The fist imbued with the internal energy of the Honwonbyeokryeokshinkong was already in the stance of the Honwonbyeokjang.
“Please calm down.”
“He asked who I was!”
“I come from a place where the sun and the moon are one”
The sun and the moon are one.
At that moment, Peng Baek-sang felt his strength drain and lowered both arms limply.
The opponent was a demon cult member.
A person whose stealth skills are so advanced that he doesn’t even realize it.
It’s a master.
What came over me as I got to know my opponent was anxiety.
But Peng Baek-sang shouted without showing his feelings.
“Where is this place!”
“You don’t have to worry.”
A man emerged from the darkness.
The outfit is all black.
The man, dressed in sharp attire, had his sleeves and the bottom of his trousers tied with strings as if to hide even the sound of his clothes, and he had a dark mask on his face.
A black mask with only eye holes.
Without realizing it, Pyeongbaeksang unleashed a spectacle upon his surroundings.
But soon he frowned.
It’s blocked.
His energy was unable to spread out and was stopped in a certain space.
This is because the black mask has already created a barrier around it.
‘There’s no need to expend internal energy.’
The pufferfish lit the fire.
Hwarak.
The candle has been lit.
The black mask’s appearance shook even more mysteriously in the swaying flames.
“The disciples outside know that I have come in.”
I was cautious because I thought people might think it was strange if I didn’t turn on the light.
Black Mask shrugged.
Pyeongbaek-sang sat on a chair.
“I was going to contact you anyway, so it’s nice that it’s not too much of a hassle.”
Black Mask didn’t ask.
Because I have an idea.
“What about the demons at Punghyangsa? They weren’t trying to hit us in the back of the head, were they?”
“They and we have different routes”
“Apart?”
“Each person had their own mission, so please don’t misinterpret it.”
“Don’t misunderstand? Are you telling me to believe that now?”
“It’s up to you to decide whether or not you believe it, but here’s what I can say: I just wanted to make it clear that their roles and ours are different.”
“…….”
Pyeongbaek-sang looked up at the black mask without saying a word.
The black mask’s eyes were unwavering.
Distinct whites of the eyes and black pupils.
Because my entire body was black, the whites of my eyes felt even whiter.
“What brings you here?”
“In two weeks, he will enter the Janggagu.”
“It’s faster than I thought.”
Mansumaje and his followers enter Janggagu after two weeks.
On the other hand, the preparation of the Cheonjemun takes more than a month at the fastest.
A difference of two weeks.
It’s obvious that this difference will give the Cultists a significant advantage.
A fortnight was enough time to familiarize oneself with the terrain and devise strategies and operations to suit it.
The battle between those who are prepared and those who are not is clear.
“Good.”
“Tell the Lord of Heaven that you are going to your hometown tomorrow.”
“Is this going up ahead and getting ready?”
“It takes six days from Beijing to Zhangjiakou, but two days from Changping. And if the army is going to camp, it would be easy for Pengjia to get out of here if we had to make the necessary preparations.”
“That’s true. But still…….”
“Don’t worry about the rear.”
“It’s not you, it’s our side that’s not ready yet.”
There was an irritated tone in the way Pang Baek-sang spoke.
All those with power head towards the Janggagu.
And those who lacked the skills decided to go to the Simju Cheonyangmun Gate and search for the remnants of the Demonic Cult.
Then Beijing will become a truly no man’s land.
Burglary isn’t difficult.
The problem is that it is not easy to take over the empty house and then settle down.
The rear command must be entrusted to a trustworthy person, but the most suitable person, the third son, Pang Tae-woo, was sent back to his family home because he was incapacitated.
I thought of the second best, Pang Tae-su, but the problem was that he had a very impatient personality.
If left alone, he will do whatever he wants, but he is not a person who can lead others.
After much deliberation, Paeng Baek-sang decided to entrust the important task to his third younger brother who was at home.
Jeokseongdo-gun Peng Ga-yong.
If Peng Jia-rong had a cool personality, he would have quickly taken over Beijing and established a strong defense.
The only problem is that we can’t call Peng Ga-yong right away.
This is because I have been training in a closed facility for the past six months in order to perfect my specialty, the Iron-Blooded Seongdo method.
I heard that it would take about fifteen to twenty days more.
‘Then that’s enough.’
It would take more than a month for the Cheonjemun Gate to move anyway.
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At that moment, as if reading his words, the black mask opened its mouth.
“I would like to give a small gift to Elder Peng Ga-yong”
Buzz.
Peng Baek-sang’s eyebrows trembled.
It was read.
He wanted to leave the rear guard to Peng Ga-yong.
“This is Hwari’s inner shell. According to the fisherman, it is said to have lived for at least three hundred years.”
Fire carp is a carp that eats yang energy.
If it was the inner dan of the mountain hwari that was over three hundred years old, it could have greatly advanced the training of Peng Ga-yong.
The Iron Blood Method is a method of the two rivers.
One, Peng Baek-sang felt dirty.
It felt like a pendulum had been lifted onto the palm of the Demonic Cult’s hand.
The opponent knew the penguin too well.
But now there was no other choice, and I had already crossed the bridge of no return.
“I must meet Na Kyung-chun as soon as the sun rises.”
“I have one more gift for you.”
“You should do something about it. Peng is not a child.”
He’s not the type of kid who would laugh and giggle when given a gift, so I’m telling you to stop here.
Above all, there is no such thing as a favor in this world that comes without a price.
However, at the words that Black Mask continued to speak, Paeng Baek-sang couldn’t help but jump up from his chair without realizing it.
“Two half-hour blocks.”
“Did you just say half an hour ago?”
“That’s our gift. It’s better to be sure, isn’t it?”
half an hour!
It’s a monster I’ve only heard of.
Rumors of the study of Banshi in the Demonic Cult have been circulating in the martial arts world for a long time.
But no one believed it.
Because it is impossible both medically and morally.
However, the monster that appeared at Punghyangsa Temple and showed its true nature, Banshi.
He said he would give it to me.
Peng Baek-sang clenched his fist without realizing it.
With the help of two half-hour drills, you can catch Na Kyung-chun!
The most difficult problem in this operation was ‘How do we capture the Heavenly Emperor’s lord Na Kyung-chun?’, ‘Who? How?’
Na Kyung-chun, the Lord of Heavenly Kings.
A super strong person who can be counted on one hand in the entire martial arts world.
Even if you are a master of morality, to be honest, you are one level below the Heavenly Emperor.
To catch Na Kyung-chun, you need at least two more masters of the same level as yourself.
That is why we did not prevent Peng Ga-yong from closing down during this important time.
No, rather, I encouraged it.
If you master the Iron Blood Seongdo method, you can leave one side to Na Kyung-chun when dealing with him.
If such a Peng Jia-yong falls to the rear and takes charge of Beijing, that position will be vacant.
Finding someone to fill that position was also a concern, but it was only half the time.
‘This will do!’
My heart was pounding.
Desire stirred.
A strange light appeared in the eyes of the black mask as he saw the momentum of the pangbaek statue change, and then disappeared.
“Then I hope you have a comfortable journey to Changpyeong.”
“Even if you leave, why don’t you tell me your name? You are a noble person who gave me a precious gift, so I should at least know your name so that I can pass it on to you later.”
“What’s so important about a name… Hoo, you really want to know?”
“Even if I don’t want to reveal it, I have to.”
“It’s not difficult……. It’s Suma.”
Suma (睡魔)!
One who always sleeps.
However, he is someone who even the cultists urge to sleep because they say that when he opens his eyes, death and blood will run rampant.
Suma, one of the twelve Amazons, was the Black Mask.
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“What? Where did Elder Mo Yongmin go?”
I put down my spoon while eating.
This is a small village at the entrance of Sinmu Village.
The town was small, but it was a bustling place with inns, taverns, and restaurants.
That’s because most people who visit Shinmu Village stay here.
Because Sinmu Village is not an easy place to get into.
I was in the biggest restaurant among them.
Buncheon-dae.
Because they contacted Shinmu Village after they leased this restaurant.
While I was having a meal with the commander of the Bancheon clan, Mo Yong-hyeop, I heard something I had never expected.
Mo Yong-hyeop quickly put away his chopsticks that were reaching out to pick up the side dish.
“Mom, didn’t you know?”
“How would I know? I was just here.”
“It’s been quite some time since you went to Cheonyangmun. Didn’t the head of the household send a letter to the head of the household asking them to help Cheonyangmun?”
“I told the lord to go, but I didn’t write that the elders told me to go.”
“But it is said that Elder Mo Yong-min personally stepped forward after seeing the letter.”
“I’m crazy. You can’t tell what to wear and what not to wear.”
“Elder Mo Yong-min also has a strong network of connections in Shenyang.”
“That’s not the problem.”
My head is complicated.
The purpose of sending the viceroy to Shenyang was to win the hearts of the people of Liaodong and, furthermore, to gain the support of friendly forces including Tianyangmen.
Public sentiment and power are one of the foundation conditions for a family.
You gave me all the food and asked me to just grab a spoon, but you gave it to Mo Yong-min?
A guy who’s dying to go to the gym is throwing away an opportunity like this?
why?
Why are you kicking away the good fortune that has come to you?
Gulp gulp!
Even after drinking cold water, the fever did not go away.
If Elder Murong Min takes all the blessings, the nobleman will definitely give the credit to Murong Byeong.
They say that all of this is the blessing and grace of the new family.
That wasn’t the picture I wanted.
“Choose someone who is quick on his feet and send him to Elder Mo Yong-min.”
“What should I say?”
“Come down to my parents’ house.”
“Are you talking alone?”
“When everyone comes down, who will guard that place?”
“okay.”
“No. The commander of the Buncheon garrison should go up and replace Elder Mo Yong-min.”
“Me?”
“I will send you a supplementary order, so you just need to lead me until then.”
“I have connections there…….”
“Just do it.”
“Okay, I understand.”
“What are you doing? Aren’t you going?”
“I haven’t eaten yet……. Okay.”
It was Mo Yong-hyeop who had been starving all day because he had to run all the way here.
But he put down his spoon and stood up awkwardly.
But just as they were about to say hello and turn around, a person walked in where they were.
“Your Majesty, have you been well?”
It was a swordsman.
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