Tale of a Scribe who Retires to the countryside - Chapter 6

“So…….”

Son Bin, who was listening, said.

“The remaining forces of those you will kill will cover up the truth and make it what it was not, or…………… You can’t tolerate things that might distort the facts and even make you wicked?”

Saja-hyuk laughed.

“Yes. Did you not say that what is written and known is accepted as true, and that what is not is forgotten and dull?”

“That’s what you said. But…….”

Son-bin said with a bitter look.

“That’s right. It’s a world where no one knows, and if a man who has power is a horse, a deer makes sense.”

As he recalled the young man he had met at Hwanghak-roo in Wuhan, Son-bin could not hide his bitter expression.

Did he not say that the Yellow Law would make itself justified? His words, perhaps, would have been true if it had not been for Saja Hyuk.

“That is why I ask you to write.”

I was interested in Son Bin’s eyes at the words of Saja Hyuk.

“You are with me from now on. It is a record of what I have done, what I have done, and why I have done it. And it is widely known to everyone by giving it out as a book. No one else…….”

With intense eyes, Saja-hyuk said.

“Never make this a thing that never was.”

“But…….”

Son Bin shook his head and said.

“I’m just a fallen life. Besides, I know very little about Murim’s work or radish.”

“Nothing to worry about.”

Saja-hyuk laughed and said.

“Because I have.”

Looking at his confident face, Son Bin sighed. This kind of person is not a person who listens logically.

Although most people are uninhabited, Saja-hyuk is also a follower of his experience and intuition. He will never change his decision.

And what’s more, Son Bin is now unable to ignore this man blindly.

‘Well…….’

Son Bin thought.

‘In reality, there seems to be no way out of this man, and above all, there is grace….’

If it wasn’t for Saja-hyuk, Son-bin would have been angry.

Although it may be said that Saja-hyuk provided the cause, the fact that he saved him from trouble remains unchanged.

‘I have to go back to my hometown anyway, and it’s no good.’

Participating in the session costs a lot of money. When I went down to my hometown as a student, there was no one to give me back, but it wouldn’t be easy to carry my face for a while.

The scene where you see yourself around, you can only think of it as a hollow thing.

“Good.”

Son-bin said curiously, as if he had drunk on an empty stomach. I thought it wasn’t bad to help, anyway.

“Let’s do it.”

Saja-hyuk smiled.

***

Son-bin, who had been lying in his seat early in the night, woke up in the middle of the night feeling something popular.

‘Huh? Huck!’

Son-bin flashed his eyes angrily. The room was dark and the moonlight was still full out of the window, because in one corner of the room there was a large shadow.

“Nu, who!”

“It’s me.”

The answer was a silent-voiced lion-hyuk. Son Bin looked closely and clearly he was right.

With a large road on his back, he was looking down at Son Bin with his arms around him. Even at night, his two eyes shine coolly in the moonlight.

“This, what on this night…….”

“Let’s get out.”

Saja-hyuk again said in a low voice to a bewildered-looking Son-bin.

“The moonlight is clear and cool, so my Powell is crying.”

“Powell?”

Son-bin answered with a puzzled look, but Saja-hyuk turned away without answering.

‘What is this in the middle of the night…….’

Frowning slightly, Son-bin looked out the window. It’s the middle of the night when you see the moon still high. Son-bin grunted and rose from his seat.

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rustle.

Under his feet, a small stone makes a sound. The world outside the room in the middle of the night was full of moonlight. Even the overnight sound of Homun Mountain in front of your eyes is far and lonely.

‘It’s still.’

Son-bin closed his lapel. As Saja-hyuk said, the clear, cool moonlight filled the world, and it seemed to be reverent to where it was.

When Son Bin, who had been watching for a moment, turned his head, he saw Saja-hyuk standing alone in the vacant lot on the other side.

The reason his shadow stands out exceptionally as he looks up at the moon is not just because he is a giant.

Dr. Sabak.

Son-bin approached Saja-hyuk. Even as Son Bin drew closer, his gaze did not move as he looked at the moon.

How long has it been like that? Saja Hyuk opened his mouth.

“Step back.”

Son-bin looked at him with a slight frown, but Saja-hyuk did not answer. Son Bin stepped back a few steps without being able to do it. However, Saja-hyuk shakes his head.

‘More?’

That probably means stepping back. Sohn-bin, who had something to do with it, stepped back altogether. For example, even if the Sajahyuk wields the road, it can’t reach it.

I can’t wait to see what’s going on.

Son Bin, who had stepped back for a while, said, ‘ Is it now?’When I looked at Sajahyuk, Sajahyuk looked up imperceptibly and looked at the moon. And very slowly, his hand moved towards the Do behind his back.

Chin.

It was at that moment that he felt that Saja-hyuk’s hand had touched the road. Something seemed to flash and shine, and in between, a large road of Sajahyuk was facing the sky.

‘That’s it, Do?’

It was a very clunky form of road. Unlike the tile, which generally curves and has a sharp end, the stone shape of the Lion Hyuk was like a straight wide plank on the whole.

The turn of the Lion Hyuk, which seemed to widen from the handle and end abruptly at the end, was strangely black under the bright moonlight.

‘Pretty…… Big?’

Son-bin noticed that the figure was too large.

It was because I felt big despite the large physique of the Lion Hyuk. Even a large bowl looks like a small cup if it’s a lion hyuk.

Thrack.

Saja-hyuk’s road slowly began to draw a circle. The sword of Sajahyuk, which was bouncing with him, began to bloom a soft blue light.

‘Huh?’

At first, it seemed like moonlight reflected. Soon, however, Son-bin noticed that the light was completely different from the moonlight. The turn of the Lion Hyuk was incredibly shining on itself.

Boo-woong.

At the same time that the road of Saja-hyuk bloomed blue, something unknowable momentum emanated from Saja-hyuk.

The momentum at first felt just like the wind, but with the figure of Saja Hyuk drawing a trace of blue light in the air, it became more and more clear.

Shying.

At the moment, an eerie feeling of chills ran down Son Bin’s back. That was clearly a warning sent by Son Bin’s survival instinct. But Son Bin did not back down. No, I couldn’t even take my eyes off him.

‘Don’t, my god.’

Hoo-woong.

Son-bin could not understand what was going on before his eyes. That huge lion hyuk was moving gently, as if it were a small sheep.

His movements with one foot are as if he were stepping on a petal, and every one of his movements is as natural as running water.

And the large, clunky-looking figure was drawing countless visions from the fingertips of the Lion Hyuk.

‘Alas.’

The road, which sometimes moves as if it were broken, imperceptibly passes through heaven and earth like the flow of a huge river.

At one point, she hides herself like a shameful beauty. All Son Bin could do in front of that glitzy, dodgy figure was marvel and awe.

It was creepy and creepy. There was a sigh of sighing, but Son Bin was not aware of it.

It was an absolute and pure awe of the majestic beauty of Saja Hyuk’s road that could not be stopped by the eerie warnings sent by the survival instinct.

‘Alas.’

A new world was unfolding in front of Son Bin.

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“Did you see it?”

Son-bin was distracted for a moment by the voice of Saja-hyuk in his ears. Blinking, Son-bin realized that Saja-hyuk was standing in front of him.

“You saw it.”

Saja-hyuk smiled faintly and said, ” Oh, my god.”

“G, that’s it now…….”

Son-bin stammered and asked. The only thing I want to ask is, in fact, a lot like Taesan, but the only thing that pops out of my mouth is a stupid question to think about for myself.

“It is Hyuncheon Road law.”

“Hyuncheon Road law.”

Son-bin muttered without knowing himself. Saja-hyuk looked at the road behind his back and laughed.

“And this is Powell.”

It was only then that Son-bin knew that the word Powell, which he had said earlier, was the name of the road.

“I wanted to show you this.”

Son-bin raised his head and looked at Saja-hyuk. Saja-hyuk’s face had a dreary look instead of the pride he had just before.

“Let’s go in.”

Sajahyuk, turning his head, walked on foot to the guest room. However, Son-bin could not take his feet easily as he saw his back move away.

‘Hoo.’

Son-bin looked at the empty vacant lot, where there was no one now. The vacant lot, filled with only blue moonlight, seemed to say that what Son Bin saw was an illusion. But it wasn’t going to happen.

This is because the creepiness on his body has not yet subsided, and the traces of Powell’s painting of the great Lion Hyuk are still vivid in front of his eyes.

“Haaah.”

Without knowing himself, Son-bin heaved a long sigh as if he were lamenting. Rubbing his horrified arm, Son-bin moved to his feet.

Then Son-bin stopped walking several times and looked back. But the vacant lot, where there was no one, was only full of blue moonlight.

***

The steps of Sajahyuk over Homun Mountain were light. It was incredible that the huge body moved so lightly.

“Yesterday, it was, Huuk, no air?”

“Yes.”

“I think it was called the road, the use of the road, the Hoo, the road.”

“No.”

Saja-hyuk replied.

“The name is a sword, but it doesn’t matter what you actually hold in your hand. It’s not really that important to learn what kind of martial arts. When you get to a certain point, the really important thing is…….”

As he was speaking, Saja-hyuk stopped his steps and looked back. Son Bin was walking around with his bots. The mountain was not very high, but the road was rough.

“Isn’t your body too weak?”

Saja-hyuk frowned and said, ” Oh, my god.”

“If the criteria were you, whack, where would you be, a weak man?”

Son-bin, who was breathing, came to where Saja-hyuk was standing and picked his breath.

“Hoo.”

“I don’t know,” said Son Bin, wiping the sweat.

“Let’s take a break.”

Saja-hyuk still frowned, but did not say Moore. Holding his breath for a moment, Son Bin rummaged through the bot and pulled out something.

It was an old, shabby book and a small, very thin brush, and as Saja-hyuk looked at it curiously, Son-bin pulled out a small bottle of porcelain from his luggage.

“What are you doing?”

“Write it down.”

Son-bin put a fine brush into a small porcelain bottle and treated it. And he muttered, tightly blocking the entrance to the small porcelain bottle with a bundle of oil paper.

“I wish I had the right little Mukho……………”

Inside the bottle was the food that Son Bin had risen at dawn and changed. Get a small porcelain bottle that you don’t use in the guest cup and use it as a temporary way instead of a bucket.

Crumb Crumb. Son-bin opened an old book, looked for an empty sheet, and began writing something in sepil.

“Why don’t you write down what you said? I’ll write it all down once, and I’ll rearrange it later.”

Son-bin’s hand did not rest while he was facing it. As Son Bin moves his brush, small letters are quickly sewn into a flying handwriting.

“Hmm. That’s the recipe.”

Saja-hyuk, looking inquiringly, said: “I’m not going to be able to do that.”

“I’m confident that the writing is fine.”

I’ve been taking off books and brushes for over a decade, so I can’t get used to it. But that’s it. It’s a fine print, but it’s not enough to say it’s a fine print. No handwriting, no sentences.

“That’s not the word.”

Saja-hyuk said.

“I say that your handwork is a recipe. There is no hesitation in breaking up, and when you give strength, you keep the delicacy, so you feel the flow that is not bad as a whole. But it’s a little bit of a shame that the wild paddles are not alive in the flow.”

So unexpected, Son-bin stopped his brush and looked at Saja-hyuk. Saja-hyuk laughed.

“Your musculature is a mess, but it’s a mess.”

Son-bin shed a pis-sik laugh. The vision of Sajahyuk, who looks at the writing and speaks of the handwork instead of the writing, was fresh, and it was a little funny to think about anything.

“Don’t worry.”

Son-bin said with a bitter laugh.

“I’m not going to do anything.”

“Nothing to worry about.”

Saja-hyuk was daunted.

“I don’t think I’m going to teach you.”

It was just like saying something involuntarily, but Saja-hyuk’s eyes were serious and cool. Son-bin felt creepy.

‘And then the Murim people said that they were very secretive about their exploits.’

I have heard that it is not easy to take your life to get paid for free.

The process of delivering the teachings is very secret, so it seems to me that watching the training of others is a calming thing.

‘Huh?’

Son-bin frowned at the doubts that surfaced.

“Me, last night.”

Saja-hyuk looked at Son-bin.

“That…… Can I see that?”

Son Bin asked carefully. Saja-hyuk looked bewildered for a moment and then laughed.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Saja-hyuk said.

“No, rather, you should look more. Until you can see it right.”

“Properly?”

Son-bin frowned slightly and assented.

“You see it now, but it’s not what you see.”

Saja-hyuk said, as he affirmed. His eyes were sharp and intense toward Son Bin.