Surviving as a Cripple in Murim

32 – My sister is an overseas Chinese (10)

At No one’s unexpected request, he looked at Hwahwa and me alternately and nodded with a nonchalant expression on his face.

“Okay. I will teach you the Unmoving Myungwangbo.”

Good is good, but… Having doubts about the fact that he will teach you Bubu Myeongwangbo so coolly, he looks at Mukgang’s face.

However, Muk-gang’s expression was so calm that I couldn’t tell if he easily accepted it because he said he would listen to anything, or if it wasn’t an unexpectedly tight security.

I don’t know what’s inside. It’s like looking at a rock.

“But I will tell you from tomorrow.”

Saying that, Mukgang looked down at the rugged men scattered on the floor with emotionless eyes.

“… I will deal with these people from now on. So come back to this place tomorrow.”

Certainly, regardless of whether it is a bad person or a good person, it is okay to show a child a scene in which a person is attacked. Not good emotionally and educationally.

And I don’t see him as someone who would run away at night because he doesn’t want to tell me about martial arts.

“I am not one to break promises and run away. Brother, let’s step back from here.”

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He looked up at me while carefully holding the hem of my clothes, probably thinking the same thing. It’s really good to have a consensus.

Looking up at the blue sky. Looking back, it was a short time, but a lot happened. As a novel, I think it would be about 9000 words.

I’m worried about the identity of the fire that came out of Hwa-hwa’s hand, why Muk-gang called Hwa-hwa a monster, but-

I look at Hwa-hwa, who is looking at me with her head tilted. Cute.

Unbeknownst to me, a friendly smile is formed. Gently stroking her hair.

“Okay, let’s go home.”

First of all, let’s be grateful for the fact that we survived today, eat a good meal, and get some rest. Comes with energy

***

When a good brother and sister grow apart. Muk-gang hid in the shadows of the dark forest and endlessly watched Muk-gang and spoke to the person who was looking for a blind spot.

“I’m gone. How about coming out alone?”

“… Did you notice? I can’t win.”

No matter who sees it, an ordinary servant with an ordinary face, an ordinary physique, and an ordinary servant walks out of the forest calmly.

He is the Samase family’s servant, escort, killer, and Jang Sam-bung.

“Please don’t misunderstand me. Apparently, our young master and young lady are causing trouble. I was thinking about how to pay it back.”

“That’s my problem and the kids, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

Even after threatening Mr. Sama in the front yard of the Samase family, the forest shakes with his absurdly confident attitude. Well, dozens of sprinklers spouting life.

Muk-gang takes a step and counters the intangible energy that flies like a pouring arrow and gets stuck. Press and hold

“So are you going to join?”

At Muk-gang’s provocation, an iron ball flows from Jang-sam’s sleeve and is loaded between his index finger and thumb.

“… There is nothing I can’t do.”

The situation is literally on the verge. However, Mukgang suddenly calmed down first and spoke to Zhang San, expressing that he had no intention of fighting.

“All right. Say hello to Samabu.”

“What can I tell you?”

“You said you educated your children well. It’s the dog guardian.”

“… Are you worried about the life of the elderly? I will tell you without saying behind the scenes.”

“And since I did what you guys should have done. It’s up to you to clean up.”

“Yes. Of course we have to clean it up. I will also pass on the hard work of the elders to the head of the household.”

Jangsam glanced at the demonic cult’s henchmen who had passed out on the floor, signaled to the other assassins to take care of them, and greeted Mukgang with a servile smile for hospitality.

“Then we will go away.”

Left alone with the fainting demon cult, Samase’s murderer, and friendly brothers and sisters, Mukgang sits on a suitable rock. Somehow, he remembered the face of a boy who had been taught martial arts.

As soon as I saw it, I thought we looked alike. He must have been the son of Sima Bu. He’s second in age.

Even if it was the second, the first was a fake son, an adopted son. In fact, he is the true successor to the blood of Samabu.

… I never thought the day would come when I would convey the teachings of King Fudo Myung to the next head of the Samase family. I really can’t figure out what’s going on in the world.

It reminds me of a girl who said she was responsible, but proudly made outrageous demands for her older brother. A dejected laugh emerges.

“It was a fox, not a monster.”

Even if I was hurt, I was hurt very badly.

***

The way down from the mountain. Carefully watch the flame’s eyes.

‘… Was it so obvious that I wanted to learn Fudo Myungwangbo?’

Come to think of it, I said that I can clearly see what I like. Your eyes are twinkling like stars.

… How are you doing?

To be honest, considering the talent Gwahae has, at least it’s not something I’m worried about, but I’m naturally worried because the Gohae in my memory is a cute baby that won’t hurt even if you put it in your eyes.

“Brother, what are you thinking so hard about?”

Hwa-hwa, who was walking while holding on to my sleeves, tilted her head with a curious look on her face.

“Ah… Actually, I feel sorry for you.”

It is not easy for a master of Mukgang level to do a favor. To use such a rare opportunity for me. It was good, but I felt sorry because I felt like I stole my sister’s snack.

So let’s convey my thoughts to Hwa-hwa.

Hwahwa covered her mouth with her pretty hand and let out a quiet laugh. And she looked at me with affection in her beautiful red eyes.

“Is my older brother happy when I am happy?”

It was an unexpected question, but it wasn’t a question to hesitate, so she nodded her head without hesitation.

“Of course I do. If you’re happy, I’m happy too.”

At my confirmation, he seemed to be in a good mood and smiled brightly in the red sunset light.

“Me too. So you don’t have to worry about it at all.”

Hwa-hwa gently placed her hand on her chest and felt her heart beating happily. And she smiles after her older brother, who smiles as she looks at herself with her impressed face.

… To be honest, I wasn’t interested in Muk-gang’s request from the beginning.

Yes, today, Hwa-hwa found a more valuable treasure than Fudo Myung-wang’s gift.

Only 10,000 are reflected in her beautiful red eyes that begin to glow greedily.

***

The next morning. As soon as dawn breaks, I make a rough breakfast with Byeokgokdan and climb the mountain.

With the determination to learn the Boo Dongmyeong perfectly, she took a good night’s sleep last night, holding back from wanting to ask Hwa-hwa about her backstory. She stayed away from complicated thoughts and took care of her body.

It’s not perfect, but it’s in excellent condition.

“Yeah~ I said I came.”

Muk-gang, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating on a rock, responds to my voice and opens his eyes. And greeted me with a nonchalant voice.

“Come. Then we’ll start right away.”

“Uh… It’s good for me if I learn quickly, but I’m still teaching martial arts. Won’t you accept me?”

“I am a guardian of esoteric Buddhism. Being a disciple of mine means becoming a member of the esoteric religion. So boldly omit that part.”

I definitely don’t want to get into some dubious religion like esotericism. It wasn’t a bad story for me, so I nodded in agreement.

“Well, I like it. So what do you do now? Shall we start with the body?”

“First of all, I will start by erasing my thoughts through meditation.”

… From the beginning, areas in which I was not confident emerged.

I can hear the double-headed pumpkin laughing from the depths of my heart.

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About five hours after learning how to breathe to write Fudo Myungwangbo from Mukgang and practicing meditation.

… I realized something was wrong.

“Mister, is this correct? I don’t think so.”

“Now you are a stone. Stones do not speak.”

‘No… How is a person stoned? People are people.’

There were many things I wanted to say, but I wasn’t a man to listen to, so I just shut my mouth and exhaled slowly while concentrating again.

I’ve been meditating for five hours right now, sitting cross-legged next to Muk River.

At first, I thought it was a comfortable training method because I just had to sit still and breathe. Right now, it’s the opposite. It’s more comfortable to move your body.

According to Mukgang’s words, in order to use Fudo Myeongwangbo, you must contain the energy of Fudo Myungwang in the danjeon.

However, ordinary humans cannot accept the energy of the king. Therefore, it should be a natural object, not a human being.

When you reach a state where you can meditate without moving like a stone or a tree, not thinking, not sleeping, and forgetting that you are breathing on your own in the end, you can put the energy of the king in your body and unfold the Buddha’s Treasure.

“… Ha.”

A sigh comes out of the depths of my heart.

No, I expected that the training process would be difficult as it is a very good martial art, but it is a different ordeal than I thought.

A genius who deceives even the sky, Sima Mancheon. It’s a big crisis.